Chapitre 3267: REBOUND MAN
You know, it is very hard being the third sibling attending the same college when your two older sisters are still there. Everything you do gets compared to what one or the other of them has done in their college life. I guess it could have been worse; I could have been a girl.
My older sister, Samantha, didn't win many academic accolades but compared to her, I was a grade-schooler socially. I think she actually does qualify as a senior this year with a good chance of actually graduating if she can manage to concentrate enough to pass the class schedule that she has. Of course, that means she would have to cut down a little on the partying that she does and actually attend most of her classes.
Elizabeth is my second oldest sister, and she is about 180 degrees away from Sam. If she hadn't taken advantage of an opportunity to spend a year in Europe with the family of an exchange student from her senior year in high school, she would be a senior this year, but she speaks French better than anyone else I have ever known. And she also speaks some German and Italian and Greek, too. She has an academic scholarship in Chemistry.
And then there's me, Bob, well actually, Xavier Robert Stephenson. Now who names their kid Xavier? I'm hoping to keep my full name a secret until I graduate. Now, I finished in the top 5th of my class in school so I am not a dumb cluck, but any class I sign up for, if Beth had the same professor, I get the 'why can't you do better like your sister' speech... And Sam is a legend in the dorms for her partying and she is the most popular student on campus. So, academically, I'm in Beth's shadow, and socially, I'm in Sam's shadow. I was just going along trying to maintain my own identity.
Now the school policy is that freshmen students have to live in the dorms for at least the first two quarters they are in school, but after that, they don't have to stay in the dorms, they can get an apartment off-campus or move into one of the frat or sorority houses. It's a three hour drive from our little hometown to the campus, so Dad had located a building which he had converted into multiple-housing and for the second half of my freshman year; the three of us would live together. The house was a big old place with large rooms downstairs and eight bedrooms upstairs. Dad had re-designed each room with a separate niche room for a commode and wash stand along with a large closet, and had two of the upstairs rooms converted into bath/shower rooms. We had three other students living here as well, and their rent paid all the taxes, utilities and maintenance.
Money is Dad's main motivator, but I think he also wanted us to live together for safety. The building would be nearly paid off by the time that we all graduate (by all I include my three younger siblings, too), just by diverting the dorm fees and Dad said we could get jobs to pay for our food and incidentals. My sisters moved in when the renovation was finished, and at the end of my second quarter a year ago, I moved in also. Then when the time comes; Uma, Allen and Lori will take their turns living in the house.
Oops, I think I digress... I was talking about living on campus with older siblings. Okay, so even though I'm a high B student, I know that I'll never match up to Beth and her straight A's. And I don't have the looks or the temperament to surpass Sam socially. So I would have to find my space in something else. I'm not a jock, nor a nerd, I guess I'm pretty much like most college students, just doing the best I can with what I've got.
I think I have found my niche here at the school. And it was Beth and Sam that steered me to it. I am Rebound Man. But not just the guy that a girl goes to when she wants to have a fast fling after an unhappy relationship explodes, I'm the guy who helps rebuild her self-esteem, a person to show her that she still has lots to offer to whomever will take the time to look.
It all started less than a month after I moved in, with one of Beth's classmates. Mary had been trying to maintain a long distance relationship with her high school boyfriend when she learned that he had been fucking around with other girls where he was at college. It made her feel foolish to have been so naïve and, of course, she felt used and abused as well. Beth was tutoring Mary to try to stop the sudden downward spiral in her grades, and Sam said that I could help out by taking some 'tutoring' also. But she insisted because she felt I would break Mary's feeling of inadequacy. I was to show her respect, but also that other guys would be interested in her as a person.
The first couple tutoring sessions we reviewed the material we were studying, but at the end of the third session, we hadn't gotten that day's materials clear when Beth had to leave for her job, so Mary and I continued discussing it. We had some snacks while we continued and we talked about other things besides the materials for class. We continued again after the fourth session, and by the fifth session, it didn't feel unusual for us to continue after Beth left and Mary told me the full details of her breakup. Now Beth had already told me about that, so I was prepared to give supportive reassurance. I just didn't know that she would take that reassurance so personally, or that she would want to make out.
Now this presented me with a problem, because I didn't want to lead her on to think that we were becoming an item, but if I rejected the idea, it might re-enforce her feelings of inadequacy which was exactly the opposite of what was intended. Mary is a pretty hot girl and I don't really understand why she felt any inadequacy, but I didn't want to be the second guy to disappoint her in such a short time. After a little time making out, I looked at my watch and told her that I had to run to get ready for work. What I needed; was a delay to have time to consult with my relationship expert, Sam.
Once I saw Mary out, I went and knocked on Sam's door. When I told her it was me, she said to come on in. I don't know what I was expecting, but it sure wasn't to find her sitting there in her bra and panties. Her hair was wet so she must have just finished a shower. I had half a boner from making out with Mary, and seeing Sam like that caused me to sprout a full hard-on which made it necessary to quickly sit down to hide the tenting of my pants. After some stuttering around, I managed to tell her I wanted to talk about Mary.
She asked if I thought that Mary was over her depression from her breakup so I gave her the story of what had happened. I asked her what she thought about how I could break off with Mary without causing new problems. I mean, I wouldn't have minded at all going with Mary, but I kind of had this other girl in mind that I wanted to date. Sam said she'd think it over and let me know tomorrow how she thought I should handle it.
Due to my concern for Mary and the time passing during our discussion, I was only half hard again when we finished and it was time to leave. I turned towards the door as I stood in hopes that Sam hadn't seen my woodie.
"By the way, Bob, nice package you have there."
"I, I, uh, thanks."
I'm sure that if Beth or anyone had seen my face as I came out of Sam's room, they would have thought I had gotten too close to a fire, and maybe I had. Yes, I know that I have seen Sam, and even Beth, in swimwear and bikinis that were a lot smaller than Sam's panty and bra set, but the swimsuits weren't underwear. Maybe it didn't make any difference to Sam, but it sure affected me. I went back to my room and jerked off before I could start back on homework.
Later, at around 11:00 after Beth came home, I decided to ask her if I was overreacting to Sam's attire. Maybe they had been doing things differently for the time that I had been here than was the standard. Maybe this was a test to see if I would be embarrassed by the normal dress code. I needed to know so I could react appropriately.
When I knocked on her door and told her it was me, she came to open it and as I heard the knob turn, I had a sudden vision of her answering it half naked. But she was still in her work clothes and asked me to come on in to talk. I don't know if I was relieved or disappointed at first. She asked how things were going with Mary, so I ran through that with her too. While we talked she was flitting around her room doing housekeeping things; putting her school books on her desk, putting folded laundry into her chest of drawers, hanging some clothes in the closet.
"I saw Sam in her bra and panty set after Mary left this evening."
She had been carrying her shoes into the closet and was halfway behind the closet door. I thought she made a little jerky step when I said that.
"Oh, and what did she say about that?"
"Well, she didn't say anything. I was surprised that she had told me to come on in when she was dressed like that, but she seemed very concerned about Mary. And so she didn't say anything about it at all.
"I was wondering if you two have been hiding something from me since I got here, or was she so busy thinking on Mary's situation, that she just completely forgot that she wasn't fully dressed?"
I heard Beth rustling some clothes around in her closet.
"I can't see Sammy forgetting anything about her appearance. If she wasn't dressed, she wanted you to see that she wasn't dressed; I mean she could have always told you to wait or to come back in a minute or two and have had time to throw on something. No, she wanted you to see her like that... Wait, I guess I have to come all the way clean on this.
"Of course, Mom and Dad cannot know anything about this. They would kill all of us; well, at least Sammy and I, if you told them now before you get involved. And keep everything a secret from our roomies also.
"Okay here goes... Sammy came to me early this year and said she was afraid that she couldn't control herself and asked for help. So she and I have been discussing a plan for the last several months. I have to admit that I knew she was going to let you catch her sometime soon in less than a full outfit. In fact, it was my idea. You know that Sammy has had some problems with partying too much to have the time to study enough to pass all of her classes.
"You know me, all brain and no emotions, well, I figured that if she had you here in the house to keep her passions satisfied, that she would be able to save a lot of the flirting time that she has used in the past. And since you aren't a big time partier, it might have an effect of toning down her party time, too.
"I figured that since you love us already, all I had to do was get you past that incest label. I know that you wouldn't hurt her unless it would save her from some bigger pain. And since we have seen how far you were willing to go to help, and how reluctant you are to do anything that might hurt a person who is just one of my friends, I knew that it would be all right."
"By 'passions', I assume that you are referring to her sexual needs? Wouldn't that bum you out if she and I got it on and you were left out? I can't believe I just said that... I guess that since I haven't seen you go out on any dates, nor have any guys come here to see you; I guess that you don't have a regular boyfriend, or, or girlfriend, maybe?"
"Ha, ha, ha... Oh Bob, Sammy and I are both straight, although I hate to use labels like that since they are so restrictive and often become inaccurate based on the mood at the moment. I know that Sammy goes almost exclusively after guys and so do I when I have the time and inclination. I guess I just don't have as active of a libido as she has; at least not while I'm here at school. Ask me to tell you some of the stories about my time in Europe later."
She came out of her closet as she was saying the last several sentences and was finishing buttoning up one of my old shirts. From the glimpse that I had, she had on panties, but I didn't see a bra strap. I shifted my arm across my lap to hide the immediate tenting, but obviously I hadn't done it quickly enough.
"Well, I see that I don't have to worry about convincing you to ignore that incest label, or at least not your body. How about your mind? Do we have to work on that, or is it on the same wavelength, too?"
"I... I... I... Uh... I don't know what to say. I have seen you two at home in bikinis and so I knew that you are both hot. But I always felt that I was way below Sam socially and way below you intellectually, I mean, I'm not hot, I'm just a regular guy, I have had fantasies but I never thought that any of them could ever come true. I'll have to let this sink in a while to see if it would be too weird or if it could work."
"Well, if I know Sammy, and I do, I'm sure that now that she has decided to follow through on this, she will be offering incentives to encourage you to do as she wants. So when you talk to her tomorrow, don't be too surprised to see more skin and she may do some other things to get you to go her way. I'm going to leave it up to you two to decide how far and how fast you want anything to happen. So I won't say anything to her now about what we have discussed tonight.
"The only thing I ask is that you don't do anything to throw Mary back into her depression. She has had a hard enough time already. Now I think that you should go and think over everything that you've learned today and rest up for tomorrow. I know that neither you nor Sammy has any early morning classes so she will probably try talking to you just after all of the rest of us have left for class."
With that, she shoved me out her door and closed it behind me. I stepped across the hall and into my room. I closed and locked my door since I had been sleeping nude for the last couple years since I turned 18. And I needed to jerk out another one before I'd be able to sleep tonight. Seeing both of my sisters, only half dressed and talking about an incestuous relationship; and having made out with Mary whom I was pretty sure wanted a physical, sexual relationship too, it was too much to let me sleep without a release first.
It was the first time since I don't remember when that I didn't wake up on my own right before the alarm went off at 7:00. I guess jerking twice tired me more than I was used to. Since my first class today wasn't until 10:00 and it was only a 10 minute walk from the house, I had plenty of time.
Our musician roomie was already gone to make it to her lab class half way across campus by 7:30. And our physics nerd was long gone to take advantage of the early morning slow time at the lab on the far side of the campus as was his usual practice. The math geek would be leaving in about a half hour for her 8:00 class. Beth was the next to leave by around 8:15, she'd be driving to the other side of the campus because she'd go straight to work when she finished classes today and all her classes were on that side of the campus today. I'd be leaving a little after 9:30 for the 10:00 class and Sam would be leaving shortly after that for her 10:30 biology lab. So Sam and I would have from about 7:30 until 9:00 to talk with only Beth here part of the time before I'd have to get dressed to make it to class.
I wasn't sure yet what I thought about this situation. I mean, it is a chance to bang the hottest, most popular girl on campus, but on the other hand, she is my sister. Would it destroy our family relationship, or make it better? Or would we simply act as though nothing were happening, as if we were doing strangers instead of each other? And who could I go to for advice, I mean, my social advisor is Sam; would she be able to analyze this without bias even though she is involved?
This looks to be the time that I have to figure it out on my own. Beth had suggested this as the best solution, and I trusted her a lot for analysis and for finding the best solution in just about any situation. Apparently, Sam had done her own review and believed in this solution also. So it is down to me... Can I handle this in an adult manner?
The solution would have to stay in this house since other students and the faculty knew that we were brother and sister, so we still had to act that way to anyone outside of the three of us. But in our rooms, I would be her safety valve, her regulator, her lover. Hell, who was I kidding? Of course I wanted to tap that. What guy in his right or wrong mind would pass up that opportunity?
Of course, we still had the situation with Mary that had to be resolved, but Sam already said that she'd give me a plan of action on that front so all I had to do was wait and do as I was told. I trust Sam in everything that involves relationships, well at least in any that don't involve her quite so deeply. So what I needed to do is let Sam know that Mary's situation doesn't affect my desire to be with her so she wouldn't base any plan on how it would or could affect us.
I went and knocked on Sam's door again. After I told her it was me, she said come on in. I wondered if it would be similar to yesterday's meeting. Sure enough, Sam wasn't dressed again, but this time she still had on her nightwear which was where another one of my shirts had gotten to. As we started talking, she walked into her closet and was picking out her outfit for the day while I faked hiding my erection as best as I could.
"Sam, I hope you are pulling a very young Mrs. Robinson on me. So if I am not reading what is happening here correctly, please forgive me for suggesting that you might be willing to share your favors with me, but I don't know how else I can take this.
"Now I don't want you to take this wrong, because if you are interested, I don't know any man who could or would resist, surely not me. So I am not saying no, but I have to say wait, because I have to finish our plan to help Mary before I can begin to go after my own, uh, hopefully our own pleasure...
"Um, I have to go to my room for a minute or two; I'll be right back, that is; uh, if you want me to come back in here. Then we can review the plan you have for Mary's problem."
Maybe it would take me a few more minutes than that, but not many.
"Yes, Bob, you should come back in here. That way we can talk without anyone overhearing the plan. And I promise that we will discuss the plan and only that until we have a finish that will lead to Mary's satisfaction."
I really did need to go to my room, because, well; while we were talking, she had picked high-heel boots, and sox, and skinny jeans, and a sweater on her trips in and out of her closet, and was laying them on her bed, and every time she came back out, another button was undone on that 7 button shirt. .
I finished my business pretty quickly. I needed to be calm enough to be able to review and remember the plan if I wanted to be able to pull it off successfully. I took an extra minute to go ahead and finish dressing so I'd be ready to leave at about 9:30 as I had planned.
Sam had been busy too while I was gone. She was pulling on her second boot with her foot on her desk chair when I knocked and walked in. I wasn't sure if she had a bra on under her sweater, but I didn't see any panty line under those jeans and they looked painted on. I almost turned back around to my room, but...
"Okay, here's what I have. We want Mary to know that you and therefore probably every man, finds her not just nice and pretty, but sexy and desirable. But we don't want to have you stuck in a relationship with her, well, for obvious reasons. So we expand on your desires for that girl that you are trying to keep yourself available for, maybe even make it that you are promised to her in your mind, but who is currently involved with someone else. When you are alone with Mary, you make out like you did before and let it go as far as she wants to take it."Now, the important part is to let her know that you cannot allow yourself to continue with her because you know that you will have your chance with your dream girl soon since her current boyfriend is a jerk and she will find out sooner rather than later. If she asks who, tell her you can't tell, just as you wouldn't tell anything about what you two have done. Since you aren't really hooked up with this girl yet, Mary won't feel like she has helped you cheat on this mystery girl, so no guilt, but she will know that you just couldn't resist her charms, so big ego boost. Of course after that, you would have to withdraw from the tutoring sessions for a while, but I feel that Mary won't need them much longer after that anyway since she will have her renewed confidence.
"Now how does that sound to you? Do you see any flaws in the plan?"
"The only problem I see is lying to Mary, I'm not sure I can do that even for a good purpose."
"I feel that it isn't really a lie to exaggerate the mystery girl in the story, and I'm kind of hoping to be your girl for a while, but we have to keep her in the dark about us. I hope that from now on I do qualify as your dream girl at least until we can make that dream a reality. And my last boyfriend was a jerk, and I sure am glad I found out sooner rather than later.
"Think it over today. You don't have any classes today with Mary, do you? Probably won't see her until tomorrow's tutoring session... If you decide you can't do it, we'll come up with some other way. I just feel that this is the best solution with what we know right now."
With that, Sam tapped her watch to make me think of the time. I had to leave in just a few minutes.
"I will think it over today, between classes and while I'm at work. Will you be around tonight to talk it over if I have any issues or ideas?"
"Sure, just knock on my door if you want to see me."
Now I had two things I'd be thinking of all day. I don't know if she deliberately used that phrasing after what I had seen last night and today; or if she was innocent of any extra meaning and my dirty mind was just overactive.
My classes today were; English Comp, U. S. History, and a statistics class; each about 50 minutes to allow time to get to the next class. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, my classes were Analytical Chemistry and a management class, each an hour and a half. Beth was 'tutoring' Mary and me on the chemistry. I'd be working my job from 2:00 until 6:00 tonight; I'm a dispatch assistant/trainee with a trucking company that uses tanker trucks between chemical companies and plastics manufacturing businesses. I also work a total of 8 more hours on Tuesday and/or Thursday, and/or Saturday, for the total of 20 hours, as suggested by the college.
I knew that we were supposed to have a fairly light dispatch schedule today, so I would have time to do homework and my thinking between shipments. The job isn't hard physically or mentally, but does carry a bit of responsibility due to safety concerns when chemicals are being shipped over the roads. My job was the final safety check, to insure no leaking tankers went out and that the drivers were aware of any special precautions they were required to take on the road.
On Monday, Wednesday and Friday, I usually carried a backpack which also held my running shoes and rain gear for the trip home after work. The run home made a good 30 minute exercise program for those days. Then on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, I'd go to the Y to swim or to the school gym for a pickup b-ball game for my exercise. So I had a plan to keep in decent shape through my college time without being overly strenuous.
By the time I got home, the only other potential problem that I came up with was whether or not Mary might try to start an investigation to 'discover' my dream girlfriend. If she did, she would probably start by trying to get info from Beth, so we would need to keep Beth informed and have her try to stop anything like that from happening. So I planned to talk it over a little more with Sam and Beth that night.
Our roomies knew that Sam and Beth and I are siblings, and so it wasn't strange to them that we would make our meals together sometimes. That night after we had supper, Beth volunteered to clean up the dishes so Sam and I could have a little more private conversation about my issues with our plan. So Sam and I went up to her room to talk. While I selected to sit on her desk chair, Sam just sprawled out on her bed with her chin on her hands.
"I wanted to discuss just one thing that I thought of today. I think that Mary may be a little more curious about my dream girl than to just let it alone when I tell her that. She may even think she could do the girl and me a favor by butting in and telling my dream girl about her cheating boyfriend and thereby give me a chance even sooner. I think if she did think like that, she would probably try to get Beth to tell her the name of the girl or something like that. So I was thinking that we need to keep Beth well informed, and maybe have her tell a story about how angry I may get if she butted in, maybe something like I wouldn't speak to Beth for a month or something when she had invaded my privacy. What do you think?"
"Pretty good thinking, Bob, and pretty close to what I have already set up with Beth to cover just that idea. The difference is that we aren't going to wait until Mary may start asking Beth about the whole situation, we will have Beth cut this off before it gets to the pass, before Mary even thinks to start trying to help out. So, you need to be a little late getting to the tutoring session tomorrow to give Beth time to 'leak' a little information to Mary.
"Beth is going to leak that you have been in the tutoring session because you have been too moony over some girl to concentrate to hold your grades up. We are pretty sure that Mary will ask if we know the girl's name and Beth is going to give her a story that we don't know the girl's name, but we are staying out of it because we don't want a repeat of the last time we invaded your privacy. Mary is bound to ask what happened and Beth would say about you giving her the silent treatment for some amount of time.
"We had originally thought of using two weeks, but 'nearly a month' would be more forceful and keep Mary from even thinking of starting anything that may cause you to get mad at her for so long a time. The trick is to make it so she won't pull back away from you but so that she won't feel that this can be a long term commitment on either her part or your part. I'm sure that Beth can get just the right feel to it. All you do is follow along as you have been, not too forward, but not too resistant either.
"If she wants to give it up, hey, great for you; but if not, don't worry, I'll be right here any time. If you do this right, Mary may still want to be your friend even if she finds out eventually that you didn't have some other girl out there. Maybe she would even offer you the same kind of help that I am asking of you, or maybe she would figure out that Beth or I were helping you out with your libido. Either way, I'm sure she wouldn't want to cause us any trouble."
"Sam, I'm so glad that we have this thing straight between us now. I was getting rather unsure of myself there when you let me see what I saw, but hadn't said anything. I thought I was going around the bend and letting myself become a real pervert. I worried that I might do something that would make you hate me forever."
"Oh, Bob, Beth and I know that you would never do anything to hurt either of us and we knew that we could depend on you to help out any way that we asked. I'm the one who should probably apologize for being a real 'perv'. I'm the one who just can't exert enough self-control to deal with my needs without help. I will make this promise, if you help me out now with my needs, I will never refuse you whenever you may need a little help with any of your needs."
Just then, Beth knocked on the door and without waiting for an answer, walked on in.
"Hey, Bethie, what if I had been offering him a little incentive to keep going along with the plan? Or, what if I had let myself go to fill my needs right now? What would you have said or done about that?"
"Well, I guess I would have gotten a little treat and gotten a little more information about Bob than I have had before. But maybe I would have joined in on giving Bob a little incentive, too. It is my friend that he's helping out, after all, and I wouldn't have any problem with returning a favor."
The tenting of my pants must have gotten even bigger. Beth was willing, too! I have to be dreaming, Beth is willing and Sam is eager. How can one guy get this lucky? I didn't feel my chin hit the floor, so it had to still be on my face, but I think I did make a gurgling sound as they both turned to look at me. They looked at each other and started chuckling as they turned back to me.
"I hope that indicates that you aren't having any issues with this, Bob. But Sammy does need some help, well even more than now and then, and even I am not immune to all needs, though my needs are not as often. We will try not to interfere when you date other girls, I can help Sammy somewhat, sometimes, but there will be times that Sammy just has to have a guy's help, and it is much better that it be you, than for her to have to go find someone else. Sammy and I really aren't trying to kill you."
"I know that both of you wouldn't hurt me any more than I could ever hurt either of you. But if you two did want to try to fuck me to death, I'd be a willing participant."
"Oh, thank you, Bob. We won't let that happen, I mean, what would Dad say if we did that?"
"Well, I think that I better get back to my room, and I think Bob better get to his room too so that we don't use up the energy he may need tomorrow after the tutoring session."
"Oh, Bethie, are you sure? Maybe he needs a little fine tuning before the big event."
"Ha! Now it hasn't been that long for you, Sammy. And I think after what you did to him this morning and last night, he is as fine-tuned as he needs to be. I think some sleep will be better for him than any more tuning."
With that, Beth grabbed my hand and pulled me up and shoved me towards the door. She closed the door behind her and pointed me towards my room. She headed to her own room also and looked at me as she opened her door. My pants were still tented and I knew I'd have to jerk one off before I could sleep. She must have noticed the tenting still also because she closed her door and walked over to me and pushed me into my room.
"I guess it isn't fair to get you all stirred up and then tell you to go to bed. I have to admit that this much talking about sex has me on pins, too. Now I'm not going to go all out here now 'cause you do need to get to bed, but a little relief does seem to be in order."
With that, Beth pushed me into the center of the room at the edge of the bed and started pulling my belt open and undid the button and the zipper. She grabbed my pants and boxers and dropping to her knees, yanked them down around my ankles. She almost got slapped in the face when my prick cleared the waistband. Before I could say a word, she had a hand behind my thigh holding me in place, and the other holding my tip down so she could get it into her mouth. My god did that feel good! She tilted her head back and gave me a wink as she started sliding back and forth taking in just over half and then backing off until just the head was in. She dropped her hand down and it seemed to be in her pants but it was hard to tell at this angle.
"I won't be able to hold off long at this rate, Beth. You need to either slow down or I'm going to come too fast for you to have a chance to come, too."
She didn't slow down, and her shoulder didn't seem to be moving any faster either, but as I started to come she started a moan around my prick and her teeth hit just a little before I finished spurting and she slumped back onto her knees and feet. I fell back to sit on the edge of my bed and saw that she did indeed have a hand in her pants though it wasn't moving, just held to her by the waistband holding it there. Her pants were definitely wet over her pussy. She had let the hand behind my thigh shift to my knee as I sat down.
"Wow! I didn't realize how much I needed that too. Hey, and you taste pretty good, Bob. I guess I may have to do that more often than I thought I would."
Her tongue came out and licked up the only little drop that had escaped her mouth.
"Beth, I didn't get to do anything..."
"Shhhh. I got what I needed too, Bob. I got more than I expected; but now, we do need to let you get to bed and I need to go get in my own bed. I'm sure we can both sleep just fine now."
She seemed reluctant to put the hand from in her pants in my hand so I could help her to her feet, but I grabbed her wrist and licked her hand clean then helped her up.
"You taste mighty good too girl. I won't let you do all the work next time and I expect to get right to the source also."
"I'll hold you to that, Bob."
She turned and slipped out of my room. I fell back onto the bed to catch my breath. I used one foot to push my shoes, my pants, my boxers and my sock, off my foot, then repeated the process on the other side. I managed to pull the covers down with one hand while I undid my shirt buttons with the other. I think I pulled the cover back over me after I was already asleep.
I awoke in the morning remembering a wonderful, but naughty dream I had of Beth giving me a blowjob. But then I remembered that it was a real memory, not a dream. My morning wood got twice as hard and I wanted to jump across the hall and fulfill the promised next time.
'Whoa, Bob. You can't go letting yourself get out of control like that. What would the roomies think to see that, what would Sam think when Beth had insisted that we hold off and head to our own beds, and then found out that Beth and I... I'll have to wait and see how Beth intends to handle this situation. Will she just go ahead and tell Sam, or will she wait until Sam and I have been together?'
Of course, at that point I didn't know that Beth had gone straight to Sam's room from mine and had told her everything already. It would have saved me some frazzled nerves. I knew that Sam had her first class about the same time as my first class today, so I'd probably see her down at breakfast. I didn't know whether to say anything or not. We'd see how it went.
I plopped my books down by the door and went in to breakfast as usual. Sam was already in there watching the math geek and the physics nerd having a discussion of some kind of calculus problem. She smiled at me and asked if I wanted a bowl of cereal as usual or if I wanted something more. Then she stuck her finger in her mouth and pushed it in and out and winked. She had to know to do that; so Beth must have already told her and she was fine with what happened.
"I think just my usual cereal this morning, Sam; care to give me a bowl?"
"I talked with Beth about the tutoring session today, about you being a little late, and she said she'd just cover some stuff that Mary needed a little more help than you do until you could get there. But she reminded me to tell you that she'd have to leave a little early from the session, something she needs to take care of."
"Oh, thanks, Sam, and thanks for the bowl. Maybe Mary and I can continue in my room if we need to when Beth has to leave. I know its Sci-Fi night tonight and I don't want to be talking over the TV."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah", said Karl, "It's the only night we ask for the TV that the rest of you don't like all that much, and besides, your Dad did say that we each could pick a night to control the big screen TV when we rented here."
"No problem, Karl, I was just ragging on you. Sometimes I like the Sci-Fi movies and shows, too. I think that things have been going just great here. I haven't seen any problems that we've had with TV, or meals or anything."
"Yes, I agree, Bob. I sure am glad that Dad bought this place and that we've found good roomies."
"Well, I sure am glad too", piped in Annie, "I wasn't making many friends in the dorm being a math geek, but now I have you all as friends as well as roomies and I have a much better life here than I expected."
"Well, thank you, Annie. We feel that you and Karl and Terri are friends too. Just don't tell our Dad if you see any extra-curricular activities, ha, ha, ha. Hey, Bob, looks like time for you and me to get going to class so we aren't late. See you all later."
"I'll just wash our dishes since my class is so close, you run on to yours. See you tonight, sis."
"Oh, I have to run too." said Annie.
"Hey, just give me your dishes, too. It won't take hardly any extra time to do them, too."
"Are you sure, Bob?"
"I wouldn't have offered if I didn't want to. You go on."
"Well, thanks."
When they were gone, Karl walked over with his dishes and put them on the side. He picked up a towel and started drying the ones I had already washed. I picked up his and washed them too.
"I kind of like Annie"
"Yeah, I can kind of tell. Even when you two disagree on something, you still have a sparkle in your eye looking at her."
"Wow, am I that transparent? I thought that only I knew how I felt about her. I haven't even said anything to her yet."
"Well, you need to say something soon, because if I was able to pick up on it, I'm sure that everyone else in the house already knows, except maybe her. But someone will say something sooner or later and best it comes from you first."
"Yes, you're probably right with that. I've just never been good at talking with girls. I always get tongue-tied or say something completely dumb and then they look at me like I have two heads."
"Well, Annie really is a friend now, and you talk with her all the time about Sci-Fi, and math and physics, and other school stuff. Just add in a compliment now and then, and you'll see that things stay 'normal' but just keep getting better too. But if you run into a problem, Sam and Beth are much better at relationship stuff than I am, and I'm sure that either of them would be willing to offer a little advice, too."
We had finished the dishes as we were talking and it was time to get out to class. We said good-bye at the door since he was heading in a different direction than I was for class.
Well, tonight might be the finish of this Mary project, or it just might be one more step along the way. It all depended on her reaction to what Beth told her tonight, and how she responded to that. Our schedules called for us to meet at 6:00 and finish somewhere around 7:00 to 7:30 regularly. Tonight I was going to be a little late, and Beth was going to leave a little early with something not quite finished so Mary would stay after she left.
I hadn't thought to ask how late I needed to be, but I figured that about 10 to 15 minutes should be sufficient. When I looked into the living room, I saw that Annie and Karl were wearing Starfleet blue shirts and were already set up on the couch with drinks and popcorn at hand.
"Beth's room", was all that Annie said when she saw me looking in.
When I got upstairs, I knocked on Beth's door and when I heard the faint 'come in', I poked my head in to say sorry I was late, and I'd be right back. I went over to my room to make sure I hadn't left a mess and drop off my other school books and hit the bathroom. Then I went back over and knocked again before opening the door and walking in dragging my desk chair behind me. Beth was sitting up against her headboard and had papers spread down one side of the bed where Mary could see them all at one time while she sat on Beth's desk chair. I sat my chair down next to Mary so I could see also.
"Mary and I were just reviewing some calculations for molecular weights while we were waiting for you. Now we can go on with some other things that you may be having some difficulties with. Oh, by the way, did Sammy remind you that I need to leave a little early tonight? I have a, an appointment tonight that I need to go to. So if we don't get quite finished, maybe you two can talk over whatever is still to be covered, Okay?"
"Uh, yes, Sam did say you needed to leave early. Maybe we can finish whatever in my room when you need to leave."
With that, we started into the course work that Mary and I were taking in the regular class. I have to admit, going over this with Mary and Beth was indeed helping me to understand this much better than I was getting from just the regular class time. After we had covered almost everything that had been in today's class, Beth looked at her clock and said she needed to get ready for her appointment.
So Mary and I picked up the papers we would need to continue and I dragged my chair back over to my room. I had a small refrigerator in my room, so I pulled out soft drinks while we were studying. We started right where we had left off with Beth and before too much time had passed, we finished up everything for today.
I had let Mary sit on my desk chair and I had sat up against my headboard when we started, but during the study time, Mary had picked up a paper and had wanted to look at it together and had nudged me over so she could sit beside me. She had also been touching my arm and let her hand fall onto my leg while we talked. I didn't have to work at getting a semi hard-on going.
She picked up the books and papers and set them on my desk chair and sat back against my pillows against my headboard and held my arm. Then she leaned over and kissed me, and I kissed back.
"Bob, I hope you won't think badly of me, but I asked Beth if you were dating anyone right now. You know that I had a not-too-nice experience recently, and I didn't want to risk getting a flat-out rejection again. She told me that you are interested in someone else, but that you aren't dating her yet, but I can see that you find me attractive. Would you feel too weird if I asked you to pretend that I was the girl you are interested in and hold me for a while? I don't expect you to make any long term commitment, maybe just an hour or two; I just want a good experience to help me get over that former experience. I promise I would make it worth your time."
'Don't overplay this, Bob. This girl wants a good experience and says no commitment. Just go along without getting too over the top. You can always stay friendly and maybe even be intimate some more at some later date.'
"Mary, I can't make a long term commitment; Beth is right about that; but I do find you so attractive. I guess, I guess I haven't been as good at hiding my response to you as I thought."
"Well, I kind of thought that this is a pretty good indicator of your feelings. I have noticed it growing as we talked and every time I touched you, it seemed to grow a little more. Please, touch me now. Show me what I can do to help you feel better for a while."
I stood up and reached out my hand to help her stand beside my bed. I caressed her back and kissed her again. We stood and hugged a while and then she started unbuttoning my shirt. I pulled it out of my waistband when she got down as far as she could and she pushed it off of my shoulders. Then she started unbuttoning her blouse. When she got down as far as she could go, I pulled her blouse out of her waistband and pushed it off of her shoulders.
She reached out and started unbuckling my belt and I reached out and undid her belt. I hugged her again and ran my hands up to her bra strap and unclipped it. She leaned back and grabbed it between her breasts and flipped it up over her head and down on the floor. I leaned down and kissed her right breast. She hugged my head tightly to her and tried to reach out to push my pants down with her other hand.
I took a half step back, knelt down and grabbed her pants and panties and started to slide them down off her hips. She waited until I had them down to her ankles and she stepped one foot out, and then the other. I couldn't resist kissing her right above her slit and placing my hands on her ass and giving a little squeeze while she ran her fingers through my hair.
She reached down under my chin and pulled my head up and made me stand, then grabbed my pants and boxers, and shoved them down to my ankles where she pulled off my shoes, my pants, my boxers and my socks. She tilted her head up and then put both hands on my prick before she took a lick from the very bottom, all the way to the tip. I have to admit that it jumped around when she did that and if she hadn't been holding it; she wouldn't have been able to catch it in her mouth.
My hands naturally went to the sides of her face and I held her hair back so I could see her swallow my prick to the back of her throat. I have never been one to put my hands behind the girl's head and push in, I feel that she is doing me a favor and she shouldn't be forced.
"Mary, Mary... You have to stop for a minute. I'm too close to let you do that for a few minutes unless you want me to come in your mouth. And besides, I want to get my licks in, too."
"Oh, Bob. You are such a gentleman, my old boyfriend wouldn't have warned me and he would have been pushing in so hard that I'd gag before he'd stop. I knew that you would be a much more pleasant experience than..."
"Shh! No former boyfriend exists. No one should ever treat you like that. You deserve to be treated properly and I will do nothing if I cannot do it properly."
I helped her to her feet, and then picked her up and lay her in the middle of my bed. Then I crawled up between her legs until I could kiss the inside of her thighs and I proceeded slowly kissing up inch by inch and from one thigh to the other until I planted a kiss on, and made a lick right up through, her slit. She grabbed my hair and with her fingers under my ears tried to pull me up further for another kiss.
But I wanted her to come before I got back up there, so I held out and proceeded to give her a real tongue lashing. When I felt her tense up and spasm and relax, then I went ahead and moved on up. But I stopped at her tits and licked around both nipples a short while before going all the way to her lips. After I gave her a kiss, I pushed up to look in her eyes while on my hands and knees.
"Are you sure?"
"God yes! If you don't put that in me now, you'll be picking yourself up off the floor."
As I slid in, I tried to go slow but she swung her legs up over my butt and yanked me down hard. My prick went in to the hilt, and she moaned and started having more spasms. She was chanting 'Yes, yes, yes' as I slid in and out. Suddenly, her head went back down against the pillows, her tits jammed up against my chest, and her legs were pulling down mashing her pussy tight against my groin with my dick buried clear into her cervix.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck! I can't hold out, I'm coming, I'm coming; I'm coming. So hard, I'm coming so hard."
I blasted away, once, twice, a third time, and a fourth. She was still holding up tight against me, she hadn't started to relax. Her eyes were rolled back into her head and I started to worry if she was okay when all of the sudden, she just collapsed back onto the bed and started gasping for air. I held myself up on my hands and knees so I wouldn't crush her and so she could breathe easier. Her hips fell back last and she mumbled what sounded like the words 'no, not yet'. But she was finished, I could tell.
I wondered if she had screamed out as she came, but I had come so hard that I just wasn't sure. I kind of listened to see if I heard feet running to find out if I was killing her. And I swung myself over to the side so I could lie down next to her on the bed before I fell down on top of her.
Neither of us could speak, we just lay there panting for something like 10 minutes. When I felt a little strength returning, I rolled up and went into the bathroom, and got a wet washcloth to wipe her face. She smiled at me and after I finished she took the cloth and wiped my face. Then she smiled again.
"Wow, I would love to feel that again, but not for a day or two or more, ha, ha, ha. I'm not sure I could survive that until tomorrow or the next day, or next week some time. Oops, I think I need to use this cloth for something other than our faces. Otherwise, you'll need to change your whole bed before you can sleep tonight."
She said the last as she jammed the cloth down over her pussy trying to catch our juices. I suddenly realized that I hadn't used a condom and I hadn't asked if she was protected. She must have recognized the look on my face or at least suspected what had flashed through my mind, because she said she was safe. She said it was the wrong time of the month if I was trying to trap her into marrying me, and she was on the pill and she had her diaphragm in, too. Although she admitted that she wasn't too sure about the diaphragm any more, I may have punched right through it because she had never felt anyone go into her cervix before.
"Thank goodness. It might have ruined your life if you got pregnant during the school year and felt that you had to leave. Of course, it would have required me to make some major changes also, if my Dad let me live after he found out; and if your Dad didn't get to me first!"
She laughed and said that it was so sweet that I had thought first about what would happen to her and then what would happen to me.
"That other guy that I used to know would have asked who else I was doing so he could try to weasel out of any responsibility. But I am not going to think of him, anymore. He is no longer an issue and he is even disappearing from my memory. You have helped me more than you can know, Bob. Now I know that you feel committed to that other girl, and I wouldn't even feel bad if you were thinking some about her while you loved me, because it did feel like love not just a fuck.
"Maybe this isn't the time or place to be saying this, but, you have made me feel whole again and I think to avoid any weirdness; and since I feel that I actually am capable of going on without it; I'm going to stop coming to Beth for tutoring at least until I feel lost in chemistry again and if I can't find anyone else to tutor me at that time.
"I hope that things will work out for you with that girl, but if you ever need me, you just call and I'll do whatever I can to help. I definitely wouldn't mind a repeat of what happened tonight if; I'm not, and you're not, in a relationship with someone else. Now I better get myself presentable again and get out of here. I have an 8:00 class in the morning and I'm sure you have things to take care of too."
We picked up her clothes and she slipped into the bathroom to put them on while I put on my clothes again. We sorted out our books and papers and she took her stuff and I walked her down to her car at the front curb. I gave her a kiss on the cheek and told her to drive safely back to her apartment. We waved as she turned the corner at the end of the block and I walked back into the house.
I noticed Sam's car and Beth's car in their usual spots in the parking area, so both should be here unless Beth actually did go out somewhere, But I thought that she had just said that to allow Mary and I time to follow the plan. So when I didn't find either of them anywhere downstairs, I went looking for them upstairs.
Sam's room is closest to the top of the stairs so I knocked there first. When I didn't get an answer, I went to Beth's door. They must have been watching out the window when Mary left, because with the first rap, the door flew open and they yanked me in.
"Well?"
"Well, what? Okay, okay. Beth, Mary will probably tell you herself in the next day or two, but she said she felt confident that she wouldn't be needing any tutoring for a while since she no longer was concerned about 'what's his name'. And Sam, I feel that the plan has to be considered a total success."
"That's not what I was asking about. I wanted to know if she gave it up, we knew that the plan would work to fix her self-confidence, but I didn't know if you would get a piece of tail out of it or not. But I guess that calling it a total success does sort of indicate a roll in the hay for you as well."
"Sammy, that isn't a very nice way to put the situation. But I agree that it does seem to mean that Bob got a little loving out of the plan as well. How did it go, Bob? Is there anything that we should plan as a follow up or do you feel that she'll be okay now?"
"Well I really do mean I think it is a total success. She seemed very at ease with everything when she left and she even joked about a return performance at some later date, if I ever needed it, but that she hoped things worked out for me and my girl. I'm sure that you can judge better when you talk with her, Beth, but I'd say no further work is needed."
"Great! That means the way is open for me and Beth to take advantage of your time without having to allow any for anyone else, at least for a while... Maybe with your help, I will make it through this last year in school and be able to get on with the rest of my life, without any further delay. Of course, with what Beth told me, and what we could hear through the door of your room, we may not want to stop fucking with you even after I graduate."
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