Volleyball and More
Allison and Rachael sat naked in the hot tub together on Monday morning. As Allison rubbed her little sister's shoulders, Rachael gave a report on the activities that weekend. She explained that she had failed to get Jeff and Brit to make love, but that they had taken several steps in the right direction. Allison grinned as Rachael gave her all the juicy details.
Allison began to make plans for her own involvement in the sinister plot. So far, things seemed to be going well. Brit was more than willing, so it was just a matter of conquering Jeff. His problem was that he was too nice; a perfect gentleman in fact. It would be difficult to overcome that and get him to seduce Brit.
Her sister took her mind off of it by turning around and wrapping her arms around her. Their lips met, and before she knew it, Rachael was making love to her. Allison let her worries and cares disappear as she succumbed to the tender yet energetic ministrations of her sister. There would be plenty of time to scheme later.
Jeff didn't get much chance to be alone with Rachael for the rest of the week, and while she still flirted with him like crazy with the others around, she never took things too far. Greg, at least, probably had no idea that the two of them had done anything together.
It was really too bad; Jeff liked her, and since Kari had given her blessing to their relationship, the only obstacle to continuing it was finding time to be alone with her. Unfortunately, it was not to be for the rest of Rachael's visit.
That was especially true now that Brit was sleeping in Jeff's bed every night. Rachael might have found a way to sneak into his bedroom after everyone was asleep, but with his little sister there, that pretty much ended that possibility.
Still, he couldn't fault Brit for that, and besides, he liked sleeping with her. Although he couldn't take things as far as he had with Rachael, Brit was sweet and adorable, and so very very soft. He really liked waking up to her beautiful little face every morning, especially her smile.
The closest he came to getting Rachael alone was on Wednesday afternoon, when Brit went over to Crystal's after school. Unfortunately, Allison was home too, and when Rachael hinted that this gave them a perfect opportunity to continue where they left off on Friday, Allison would have none of it. She told them that the weekend alone with Greg was just what she needed to help her put her priorities in order. She announced with joy and even a little bit of pride that she was in love with Greg, and he was in love with her. That meant that any of those activities would feel too much like cheating on him.
Jeff was happy for her, even if it meant that things would have to cool down a little between his stepmother and himself. In fact, it was probably better this way; a couple of times she had come close to doing something that could jeopardize her relationship with his father, and by extension, with the whole family.
That didn't mean that she didn't give Jeff plenty of attention and care when he had another dizzy spell half an hour after arriving home. He had been sitting on the couch in the front room talking (and flirting of course) with Rachael when it hit him, and he began to pitch forward.
Rachael immediately caught him to keep him tumbling off the couch. Allison happened to be walking by in the hall when it happened, and she rushed to his aid.
"Are you all right?" she asked with concern in her voice.
"Just dizziness this time," he explained.
"Rachael, help me get him to my bed."
The two women put his arms over their shoulders, and they shuffled down the hall to the master bedroom. Once there, they laid him on the bed, and he closed his eyes to help block out the spinning of the room.
"Thanks, Rachael," said Allison. "And now if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to spend some time alone with him."
"I'm jealous," Rachael grinned.
"It's not like that," Allison laughed. "I'm not trying to seduce him. I just want to talk with him, that's all. You don't mind, do you, Jeff?"
"Not at all," he smiled weakly. He always liked to talk with her.
Rachael shrugged, then left the room and closed the door behind her.
Surprisingly, Allison lay down on the bed next to him. Even more surprising, she grabbed him and gently rolled him over on top of her so that his head ended up on her chest. She wrapped her arms around him and held him to her.
"There, isn't that more comfortable?" she asked. Jeff had to agree. While the position could potentially be considered blatantly sexual, in this case he wasn't sensing any of that. It was really more like a mother cradling her son in his arms this time.
Still, he couldn't pass up the opportunity for a joke. "Not trying to seduce me, huh?" he teased.
She smiled. "That's what I wanted to talk to you about. Jeff, I'm a part of your family now, so when I say I love you, it should come as no surprise."
"Well it does surprise me. I mean, I guess we've known each other for a while now, and you know how I feel about you, but I never really thought someone like you could ever have feelings for someone like me."
"There's that negative self-talk again. Jeff, I've really liked you ever since I first met you. And you've been wonderful to me this whole time. I appreciate the fact that you've not once tried to take advantage of me, no matter how much you've wanted to. Except that time last week, of course, but I can't fault you for that. I just let my feelings get the better of me. But we don't have to worry about that any more, now that I realized just how much I love your father."
"I think that's wonderful," Jeff told her.
"You see? That's just what I'm talking about. I know you still think of me in ways that maybe aren't the most wholesome, but you've always been a perfect gentleman. Because of that, I've never been afraid to be with you, so I could let myself enjoy spending time with you. But Jeff, I don't want to give you the wrong impression. I do love you, but I also love Lissa, and Brit and Greg. Do you see what I'm getting at?"
"You're not attracted to me; you just love me as a son."
She sighed. "Well, that's not entirely true either. I might as well be honest. I am attracted to you, Jeff."
"Really?"
"Absolutely. Last week should have made that clear. And I most certainly do not love you as a son, because I'm nowhere near old enough to be your mother," she smiled. "I guess it's more of a generic family-type love. It's not quite a brother-sister or a mother-son kind, but something like them both."
"Well, maybe that's the way I feel about you too. You're just so... comfortable."
"Physically or emotionally?" she laughed, giving him a quick squeeze.
Jeff laughed. "Both."
"Thanks. I guess I've just been feeling a little lonely since Lissa left. You know that she and I were best friends, right?"
"Right."
"And now she's gone, so I just need someone I can spend time with now and then. I have to admit, I'm a little jealous of Brit."
"You're jealous?" Jeff asked, astonished. "Allison, you're the type of woman that makes other women jealous."
"Well, I guess it's about time I found out what it was like then," she smiled. "I just see the way Brit's been hanging all over you ever since we took Lissa to college. And you don't seem to mind it."
"I'm sorry."
"Oh, don't apologize. You're her big brother after all. I think it's wonderful that you two are finally getting along. You know she's infatuated with you."
"She... er... what?" he asked.
"Oh, I don't mean she necessarily thinks of you as anything but a big brother. She's still partly a little girl, and needs someone big and strong to protect her. That's why she likes to sit on your lap or hug you. But she's also growing up, and starting to think about boys. Whether she realizes it or not, she's practicing on you."
"You mean like the kissing?"
"Exactly. But not just obvious things like that. I mean, she's been flirting and opening up her heart to you, because she feels safe with you. You'll neither reject her nor take advantage of her. She's learning how to become a woman, and you're helping her."
"I guess that makes sense. So what should I do then?"
"Let her flirt. Go ahead and flirt right back, in fact. Let her know that she really can be attractive to a guy like you."
"What do you mean?" he asked, suddenly a little alarmed. Did Allison suspect?
"I just mean she needs a little positive reinforcement. If you find yourself attracted to her, so what? It just makes the flirting that much more fun."
"But don't you think there's something wrong with that?"
"Not at all. It's not unusual for family members to be attracted to each other."
"It's not?" he asked.
"No it's not. You know about Rachael and me."
"Good point."
"So if you had romantic feelings toward Brit--"
"I don't!" he exclaimed.
"No need to be defensive. I told you I don't see anything wrong with it. It wouldn't be the first time something like that has happened. Anyway, however you feel about her and she feels about you, I think it's cute the way she hangs on you all the time."
"So... hypothetically, if she did feel like that about me... and supposing I felt like that about her too..."
"I'd have to say it's much better than you two fighting all the time, don't you agree?"
"But what if she wants to take things further?"
Allison laughed. "Then I'd suggest you're probably better off not taking advice from someone who's already slept with their sister."
"Oh yeah."
"Listen, Jeff. Up to now, everything I've said is what any psychologist would tell you. For the rest, you're just going to have to make your own decisions. Just promise me one thing, okay?"
"What's that?"
"Don't hurt her. Britney is a sweet, vulnerable little girl. I couldn't bear to see her hurt."
"Neither could I."
So that was it. Although Allison hadn't come right out and said so, the implication was that a serious relationship between the two was impossible.
Or was it? None of his questions had really been answered, after all. Allison had said that flirting and being affectionate was okay, and even good for Brit. But to take things further...
No. He would never take things further, because that could really mess her up. He could never do that to her. So things really were clear after all. He could enjoy her company, he could enjoy hugging her and kissing her and letting her sit on his lap, and that would have to be enough.
On Friday afternoon, Jeff and Brit returned home to see Rachael with her bags all packed in the van, ready to leave.
"I wish you didn't have to go," Brit told her. "It's been fun with you here."
"I wish I didn't have to go too," Rachael replied. "But I'll make sure I come back to visit often. Take care of Jeff for me."
"I plan to take care of Jeff for me," Brit grinned, grabbing his arm.
"Hey!" Jeff complained, but made no move to pull away. The truth was that he liked it when Brit was affectionate with him.
Greg and Allison appeared in the hall, carrying the last of the luggage. "Oh good," said Greg upon spying the children. "You're home. I wanted to see you and make sure you got home all right before we leave." He set down the suitcase he was carrying and took Jeff by the shoulders.
"Jeff, you're the man of the house while I'm gone, so I want you to take extra special care of Brit."
"I will," Jeff nodded.
"Good. She's not a child any more, as you've probably noticed, but that doesn't mean she doesn't still need someone to watch out for her."
"Even a teenager can fall off a balcony after all," Brit laughed.
"Anyway, just treat her the way you've been treating her these past couple of weeks, and I think everything will be fine," said Greg. "I'd prefer it if you would do it without hitting yourself on the head this time, of course," he grinned.
Jeff laughed. "I think I've learned my lesson," he replied. "Next time I'll just let her fall."
"That's not nice!" Brit exclaimed, but she still wore a smile on her face.
"Just kidding," Jeff told her.
"And Brit," said Greg. "You need to take care of your brother too. Not so much tomorrow when Kari and her friends are over, but you're going to be alone with him for a lot of the time, and if he has another one of those headaches, you'll be the only one to help him. I'm still not sure it's a good idea to leave you two alone, but I'm going to trust you two to be able to handle things by yourselves. I love you both." He took both of them in his arms and hugged them.
"And I love you too," Allison smiled, hugging them as well.
"And I love you too," grinned Rachael, and hugged them, to everyone's amusement.
"So are we ready to go?" asked Greg.
"Just a minute. I had something I wanted to say to Jeff in private," Rachael told him. "Come on, Jeff." The two of them headed upstairs to his room. Once there, she grabbed him and pulled him in to a deep and passionate kiss. He accepted it willingly, reaching his arms around her back and hugging her tightly.
It was too bad when they had to separate, but they couldn't stay like that forever, after all. Finally Rachael stepped back.
"Oh yeah, I'm supposed to say something to you," she remarked. "Um... be good."
"You need to say that in private?" he grinned.
"No, but that's just the first part of the message. Be good, but only until next time I visit. Then I want you to be very very bad."
"That's more like it," said Jeff.
"And if you're at all worried about your ability to live up to my expectations, I'm not all that concerned about the first part. It's the second part that interests me."
"Why does that not surprise me?"
They left the room and headed back downstairs. Greg and Allison had just finished putting the last of the luggage in the van, so they all hugged each other one last time, then the three adults climbed into the vehicle. Rachael blew the kids a kiss as they started down the hill.
When Brit came into his bedroom that night she took her usual place beside him with her head resting on his chest. Jeff wrapped his arms around her and listened in delight for that cute little sigh of contentment she always made as she wriggled up next to him to get in a comfortable position. Lately he enjoyed every sound she made, especially the little, unconscious ones like that.
"Jeff," she said, "are you sad that Rachael's gone?"
"Sad?"
"Because now you can't... you know. Like last weekend."
He laughed. "Yes, I like to 'you know.' Quite a lot, in fact."
Brit giggled. "So are you going to try to get Kari alone some time tomorrow and 'you know?'"
"I doubt there will be much chance. The whole volleyball team will be here, and while they might not miss me if I were to disappear, Kari's supposed to practice with them."
"Crystal then?"
"What's with all this prying into my love life all of a sudden?" he asked, though he found it more amusing than annoying.
"I'm just curious. This whole thing is so new to me. I mean, I've learned about it in sex-ed, but I've never... um..." Then she grinned. "You know," she said.
Suddenly, Jeff remembered what happened with Crystal last year, and he realized that it would be all too easy for the same thing to happen to Brit. That thought frightened him.
"Brit," he said, growing serious. "Do you trust me?"
"Absolutely," she replied.
"Then you won't mind me giving you a little advice?"
"Of course not."
"I want you to be careful. I mean, there are guys out there who are... well, let's face it, they're pricks. All they want is sex, and they don't care who they hurt to get it. There might be some of them who will try to trick you, who will make you think they love you--"
"You're talking about Chad, aren't you?" she asked.
"Well... yes."
"Crystal told me all about him," Brit explained. "Mostly to contrast him with you."
"With me?"
"Yes. She told me all the bad things about Chad and all the good things about you." She laughed and added, "So I guess you have some good qualities after all."
"Oh, ha ha," he said sarcastically. "But seriously, be careful. It would break my heart if the same thing happened to you that happened to Crystal."
She glanced up at him. "Really?" she asked.
"Really," he replied. "Look, if a boy really cares about you, he won't try to pressure you into having sex with him. He'll let that be your decision."
"Was that the way it was with you and Kari?"
"Yes," he replied. "I didn't even bring it up until Kari said she wanted to. Of course, I sure didn't wait any longer once she did," he smiled.
"Thanks, Jeff. It's nice to have a big brother to look after me."
"Would you promise me something?"
"What?"
"I'm not going to tell you not to start having sex until later, because that's a decision that you have to make on your own. Just don't rush into it, okay?"
"How do I know if I'm rushing?"
That was a very good question, and he didn't know how to answer it.
"I don't know," he replied.
"Well then, I have an idea," she suggested. "Before I decide to have sex with any boy, I'll get your approval."
"I don't know if I want that kind of responsibility," replied Jeff. "I can't claim to be the best judge of character. What if I say yes and he turns out to be like Chad? You'll think I betrayed you."
"I would never think that, Jeff. I love you and trust you too much, and I know that everyone makes mistakes sometimes."
"But I don't want to make a mistake that will hurt you that badly."
"Okay, a compromise then. I'll at least let you meet him first. It won't be like asking permission; I just want to know what you think of him."
"Brit, do you really want me to stick my nose into your private business like that?"
"Yes I do, because I want someone I trust to help me make those decisions. I know I don't know what I'm doing, but it won't be as bad if you're there with me."
"I hope you don't mean physically," he joked.
She laughed. "Why not? I was there with you and Crystal, and then you and Rachael."
"Good point. But really, I think I know what you mean. You want me to give you advice and maybe confirm that you're doing the right thing."
"Exactly. I just want my big brother to take care of me."
"I will. I promise."
Brit sighed. "It's just too bad you're my brother."
"Okay, now you're not making sense," he said. "First you say--"
"I just mean that you're the only boy I know I can trust. I almost wish you could be my first time."
"Okay, that's just wrong, Brit," Jeff said.
"Don't be mad. I just meant that I don't think I'll ever trust another boy as much as I trust you, so no matter who I go out with, there will always be a little doubt."
"Brit, one day the right guy will come along, and then you won't have to worry any more."
"I hope you're right. But what happens if it doesn't go like that? What happens if I meet someone like Chad?"
"You just tell him up front that if he hurts you, I'll break every bone in his body."
"Even the ones in the inner ear?" Brit giggled.
"What?"
"We just learned about that in health class," Brit explained. "There are 206 bones in the human body, including 6 in the inner ear."
"If you want, I'll pay particular attention to those ones," he smiled.
"But Jeff, what if despite all that, he still turns out like Chad? Would you... would you do for me what you did for Crystal?"
"Um..." he stammered, embarrassed. Brit knew about Crystal and him having sex, after all. She had even been with them a couple of times. "Just what is it you're asking?"
"Just what you did for Crystal. You talked to her, and hugged her, and let her know there was nothing wrong with her. Then you spent time with her to show that you cared about her feelings."
"Oh," he said, relieved. "Yes. I would do that for you. I would do anything to make the hurt go away. I'll always be there for you."
"I love you, Jeff," she smiled, then leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. After returning to her original position, she closed her eyes and sighed. "Good night," she whispered.
"I love you. Good night."
The next morning, Jeff woke in a good mood. The comforting feeling of Brit's warm body and the thought of the house filled with teenage girls were enough to drive out all negative emotions, leaving him excited and cheerful.
Though he hated to disturb Brit when she slept, he also knew that the girls would start arriving about nine, and it was already almost eight. He had to make sure his sister and he showered and ate breakfast first.
"Brit," he said softly, gently shaking her. She grunted, then sleepily opened her eyes.
"Is it morning already?" she asked.
"Yes it is. Kari and her friends will be here in about an hour. Normally I would love to lie here with you for a while, but there's no time this morning. I'm going to take a shower."
"Okay," she said, then rolled off of him. Jeff got up, and Brit followed him into the bathroom. Rather than continuing into her own room, she leaned up against the counter.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"You're not supposed to be left alone, remember?"
"Um, you can just wait in the bedroom, like Allison did."
"Why? That's different because she's not related to you like I am. I'm just your little sister. We used to take baths together when we were kids after all, so what's wrong with me seeing you naked now?"
He couldn't quite figure out the logic of that, but he did know one thing. He didn't really think of her as just his little sister any more. Last weekend the two of them had practically had sex after all. Despite feeling guilty about that, he couldn't deny that he had enjoyed it, a little too much even. But the fact was that he had been naked with her several times before, so this was really nothing different.
"Okay," he shrugged, then began to strip off his clothes. He felt a little self-conscious with her watching him, especially with that look of delight in her eyes. What did that mean? Did she just like to be near him, or was there something else involved?
"You know, we could save time if we took a shower together," Brit commented as soon as he had his clothes off.
"Um, I don't think that's such a good idea," he replied.
"Why not? We could wash each other's backs."
That certainly sounded enjoyable, but he also knew they could end up getting into trouble.
"Remember what happened last time we were in the shower together," he told her.
"Oh yeah," she giggled. "But that was because of Crystal. I'm not going to do anything that would make you lose control like that." Then with a sly grin she added, "Not unless you want me to."
"Very funny," he said. "Anyway, you'd better stay out of the water. If I get dizzy and you have to help me to the bed, it wouldn't do for us both to be wet and slippery."
Brit laughed. "Now there's a mental image. But I guess I can see your point." She sounded a little disappointed, but she kept a smile on her face.
Jeff turned on the water and climbed into the tub, then pulled the curtain closed. In truth, he wanted Brit to shower with him. That was the problem. It wasn't something he was supposed to want. He should be disgusted by the thought. There was still a little revulsion, but it wasn't as strong as his desire to be with her in such an intimate situation.
After about ten minutes, he turned off the water and opened the shower curtain. Brit was already naked by this time. No matter how many times he saw her like this, he always enjoyed the sight.
He knew he should say something, but really there was nothing to be said. As he stepped out of the tub and reached for a towel, Brit took his place without a word, turning the water back on and closing the shower curtain.
The fact that it had happened just like that, without any comment by either of them, was a little disturbing. In fact, it had been altogether too comfortable. She made it seem like the most natural thing in the world. On the other hand, why shouldn't it be? They were family after all. To some families, nudity wasn't something to be abhorred or avoided.
He finished drying himself, then headed back into his room to put on some clothes. Then he headed downstairs to the kitchen to pour himself a bowl of cereal. Brit joined him about twenty minutes later, and they sat and talked over breakfast until the girls began to arrive.
Jeff knew them all, of course, because they were Kari's friends. Brit had never met them, however, so he introduced them to her.
Laurie McKay and Florencia Mendoza arrived first. Laurie was a good-looking senior with brown hair that she wore in a braid. Florencia, or Flor, as she liked to be called, was a foreign-exchange student from Spain, who was staying at Laurie's house. She had the most gorgeous, long, dark brown hair and brown eyes. While she spoke English fluently, she had a very sexy accent that Jeff liked to listen to. Brit found it amusing, especially when Flor showed off her skills by modifying her accent to sound French, then British, then Italian.
Next came Jenny, one of the girls that Brit already knew, because Kari had invited her over once to swim in their pool the previous summer while Kari was taking math lessons from Allison.
Kari and Crystal weren't far behind. As soon as they opened the door and Kari spied the other girls sitting there in the front room, her expression turned to one of disappointment.
"Dang!" she said. "I was hoping to be the first one here. That would give me some time to make out with Jeff."
"What a coincidence," grinned Jenny. "That's exactly what I was thinking." Apparently she was still as flirtatious as ever.
"Well in that case, I'm glad Flor and Laurie got here first," Kari replied.
"Not that it would have made much of a difference," said Jenny. "After all, if you were first, you still wouldn't have had any privacy with Brit and Crystal there."
"That doesn't matter," Kari shrugged. "They could make out together too if they wanted."
"Ew!" Brit exclaimed, giggling.
The doorbell rang, and Jeff went to answer it. This time it was Erica Bryant, a pretty girl with light brown hair and a smile almost as charming as Kari's. From what he understood, Erica was the volleyball team's secret weapon; she had a wicked spike and the uncanny ability to make nearly impossible saves. She would probably become the team captain next year after Tracy Kennedy, their current captain, graduated.
Finally the rest of the girls arrived. Tracy had gone around and picked up all of the girls who didn't have transportation. That included Gwendolyn Franks, Rebecca Barlow, and Shelly Hooper.
Tracy was tall and well-built for sports. While in other girls that might imply a bit of masculinity, Tracy was all feminine. Her taut muscles and long, athletic legs made her look a bit older than her seventeen years, but she was still quite beautiful. She had nearly black hair cut just below her shoulders, which she wore in a ponytail.
Rebecca was another blonde, though her hair wasn't quite as light as Jenny's or Brit's. She was a very studious girl; it was a well-known fact among her friends that she had earned straight A's ever since kindergarten, except for one B in fourth grade. Despite her academic achievements, she could hardly be called a nerd; for one thing, she didn't wear glasses, and for another, she took good care of her appearance. While there were prettier girls in school, she made up the difference through her makeup and her clothes.
Shelly, of course, was the only reason Greg had allowed the team to come over and practice. Jeff hadn't lied when he said she had taken a dozen first aid classes. Not only was she studying to become a lifeguard, but she was planning to go into pre-med in college. She was a pretty brunette with the look of a swimmer: muscular upper body and powerful legs. It was well known that while not with the volleyball team, she spent most of her free time swimming.
Gwen was a symbol of the inherent unfairness of life, at least to the boys in the school. She was beautiful, she was smart, she was friendly, she was outgoing. She was also a lesbian. Gwen had come out of the closet last year after she had earned a reputation for being stuck up because she refused to go out with any of the boys who asked her. She was nice enough when she rejected them, but because so many guys had asked her out and she had refused every single one of them, people suspected she thought she was too good for any of them. After admitting she was a lesbian, her popularity shot up dramatically, even if many of the boys in school thought it was unfair that they didn't have the slightest chance with a girl like her.
She immediately sat down next to Erica, putting an arm around her shoulders. "Hi, Erica," she said with a broad grin.
"Um... hi, Gwen," Erica replied a little timidly. That was nothing surprising. Gwen made no secret of the fact that she had the hots for Erica, who always rejected her advances. For all her show, however, Erica was still Gwen's best friend, so it apparently didn't bother her as much as she pretended.
"Well, it looks like we're all here," said Tracy. "Anyone missing? No? Okay. So is everyone ready to practice?"
The girls all nodded their agreement.
"I'll show you the volleyball court," Jeff offered. The girls stood up and followed him down the hall to the back door.
The early morning chill had not quite vanished, so the girls who wore sweat pants over their shorts kept them on. Between them they had brought three volleyballs, so Tracy split the nine girls into three groups and ran them through drills.
Meanwhile, Jeff got out the large plastic water cooler and filled it from the faucet. He remembered they had some paper cups in the pantry, so he retrieved them, and Brit and Crystal helped him carry the cooler out back. They moved one of the deck tables from the pool to the lawn near where the girls were practicing and set the cooler on it.
Jeff sat and watched the girls practice. While he had plenty of other things he could do in the mean time, this was near the top of his list. He could watch Kari for hours, regardless of what she was doing, and he found that that applied to her friends as well. Although they were just hitting volleyballs back and forth, right now he found them very sexy.
It was nice that he had an excuse to watch them. Brit and Crystal had both asked if they could join in when they started playing an actual game, and Tracy had agreed. That meant that Jeff would be left alone if he were anywhere else, which was against the rules until the doctor said it was safe. While he could have brought out a book and read it, he was having too much fun just watching the girls.
It didn't hurt, of course, that most of the girls were nice and friendly, and a few of them openly flirted with him, Kari and Jenny being the prime examples. Kari had mellowed in the last year; she seemed to take Jenny's attentions toward Jeff in good humor rather than showing any kind of jealousy. That was probably due to Crystal; Kari not only allowed Jeff to make love to her little sister, she actually enjoyed watching it. A little teasing and flirting by other girls was nothing in comparison.
Soon Tracy called an end to the drills and they decided to start up an actual game. With Crystal and Brit, there were eleven girls, so they asked Jeff if he wanted to play and make it a six on six game. He had never been very good at volleyball, and wasn't in the mood to make a fool out of himself today, so he declined, opting to watch instead. Tracy wouldn't let him out of it that easily, and asked him to be the judge. He wasn't sure what that entailed, but she explained that he just had to decide in cases where it wasn't clear whether the ball had been out of bounds, or if it hadn't cleared the net. That seemed easy enough, so he agreed.
With an odd number of players, they decided to have a five on five game with one rotating out. In fact, to keep it from becoming too competitive, they would even rotate between teams. They wouldn't even keep score.
That seemed to work out well, so there were very few disagreements as they played the game. The closest thing to a controversy happened when Jenny let the ball go because she thought it was going to be out of bounds, but it barely stayed in. Jeff called it the way he saw it, and she put her hands on her hips and pouted her lips.
"You would actually make a call against me?" she asked, though in a teasing rather than angry voice.
Jeff shrugged. "I'd make a call against Kari if it's the right call, and she's my girlfriend."
"Leave him alone, Jenny," Tracy told her. "It looks like he's got integrity."
Jenny laughed. "You don't really want me to leave you alone, do you, Jeff?" she asked with a sly grin.
"Whether he does or not, I do," Kari said with an amused smile on her face. "Go get your own boyfriend."
"Oh, but it's so much more fun to steal yours."
"Well, at least do it when I'm not looking," Kari shrugged.
"Okay. Hey Jeff, do you want to go inside so that Kari doesn't have to look?"
The other girls laughed. They were obviously used to this kind of teasing by Jenny.
Jeff, of course, played along. "You don't mind, do you, Kari?" he asked.
"Of course I mind!" Kari said with an angry frown unsuccessfully hiding an amused grin.
"Sorry, Jenny," said Jeff. "I guess I learned my lesson. If I'm going to cheat on my girlfriend, I can't let her know I'm doing it."
Brit and Crystal turned out to be decent players as well. Crystal, he knew, sometimes practiced with her big sister so she was pretty familiar with the game, and Jeff remembered years ago before his mother left that their family would often invite their friends over during the summer for a barbecue and games, which often involved volleyball. Not being particularly athletic, Jeff had rarely joined in, but Brit always did, and although she was just a little girl, she could usually hold her own. Neither Brit nor Crystal were in the same caliber as the other girls, but they at least didn't embarrass themselves too badly.
As the morning wore on and the day grew warmer, it became even more pleasant to watch the girls because they began to dress down a little more. Those who wore jackets and sweat pants removed them, leaving only their tee-shirts and jeans. In fact, Flor and Rebecca wore sport bras in place of shirts. Jeff couldn't help staring at their rather nice, finely toned, flat stomachs. Kari happened to catch him peeking, but she merely flashed him a knowing smile and turned back to the game.
At about noon, Tracy called a break. Jeff had already offered to provide lunch for them when he had agreed to let them come over, and Allison had bought some bread, lunch meat, cheese, and crackers a couple of days before in anticipation, knowing that Jeff was essentially useless in the kitchen. He retrieved these items and various condiments and set them on the kitchen table to let the girls fix their own sandwiches.
He made up a few pitchers of lemonade as well, one of the only things he could do in the kitchen. He admitted as much, to everyone's amusement.
"So should we continue the practice or call it a day?" Tracy asked everyone after they finished eating.
"Let's not go back out just yet," Laurie suggested. "I hear you have a rec room in the basement, Jeff."
"That's true. You're all welcome to go down there. We have pool and ping-pong, and a big screen TV."
"Let's go," said Laurie.
Jeff led them all downstairs to show them the room. They were suitably impressed with it. Flor immediately headed over to the pool table. "Anyone care for a game?" she asked.
"As long as we're not betting money," Erica responded. "Last time you cleaned me out. I nearly lost my shirt."
"Maybe you should bet," Crystal laughed. "I'll bet Jeff would love to see you lose your shirt."
"Oh, very funny," said Erica.
"Before we get cozy down here," Rebecca interrupted, "maybe we should all take showers. You don't mind if we borrow your bathrooms, do you Jeff? I don't know about anyone else, but I can really smell some of the girls."
"Hey!" several voices responded, but it was all in fun.
"Oh, I don't mind," replied Jeff, "but I don't think there's enough hot water for everyone. We've got four showers in the house, but if they're all being run at the same time, I don't think we'll have more than twenty minutes total, even if we turn the water down to minimum."
"So we'll have to double up," Gwen suggested.
"What?" asked Tracy.
"Oh, come on. It's not like we haven't all showered together at school anyway. Unless anyone has any objections."
The other girls glanced around nervously at each other, but nobody said anything. The fact that it was Gwen who had suggested it wasn't surprising, given her sexual preference.
"Then it's settled," said Gwen.
"Fine," Tracy conceded. "Everyone pick your shower buddy!"
Gwen immediately grabbed Erica's hand. "Oh, great," Erica complained. "I end up with the lesbian." It was all in jest, of course, and Erica couldn't suppress a grin.
"Come on, Jeff," said Kari, grabbing his arm. "Let's go take a shower." All the girls giggled.
"Er... maybe we shouldn't..." he stammered.
"What? Pretty much every girl in this room knows we've been sleeping together, so what's the problem?"
"Okay, fine, as long as nobody tells my Dad."
"Don't worry," said Tracy. "Your secret's safe with us."
"Brit, do you want to be my shower buddy?" asked Crystal with a grin.
She shrugged. "Whatever."
The rest of the girls all paired up. Since there were twelve people total that meant six pairs. There were four showers, but to reduce the hot water usage, they decided not to use the one downstairs by the hot tub. That meant they would shower in two shifts of ten minutes each. Jeff showed the girls where all the bathrooms were, and then Tracy assigned the shifts. Jeff and Kari, Brit and Crystal, and Gwen and Erica would shower first, and then the rest of the girls.
"Do you know what else would be fun?" Kari asked with a grin.
"I can imagine, you pervert," Laurie teased, and everyone laughed, including Gwen.
"Well, that too," Kari smiled. "I was just thinking, after our showers, why don't we just leave our towels on?"
"With Jeff here?" asked Tracy.
"Yes, with Jeff here," said Kari. "He can do it too if he wants."
"You really are naughty," Laurie told her. "Let's do it!"
With a few giggles, everyone agreed.
Jeff was extremely happy with that idea. It sounded like this weekend was going to turn out to be one of the best weekends ever. He went to the closet and brought out a bunch of towels for everyone, then Jeff, Kari, Brit, and Crystal headed upstairs.
"Have fun you two," Crystal winked as Jeff and Kari entered his bedroom.
In eager anticipation, he led Kari into the bathroom. They closed and locked the door, then Kari turned to him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him passionately. They held each other there for a minute, then drew apart.
"So did Crystal really suck you off with Brit watching?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye as she began to undress.
"Absolutely," Jeff replied.
"Oh my god, that makes me so horny. Maybe next time I can join in."
"That would be great!" he said.
"We could take turns. First Crystal and Brit can watch while I suck you off, then Brit and I can watch while Crystal sucks you off, then Crystal and I can watch while-"
"Don't say it!" he laughed, slapping her playfully on the rear. "You really are a pervert, you know that?"
"You can blame Allison for that. Ever since she started getting involved in our sex life, I've had a thing for making it public. It just turns me on so much to have more than two people involved, don't you agree?"
"Yes, I agree that it turns you on."
Kari laughed. "Don't you think it feels so much better that way?"
"I suppose there is something just a little exciting about it."
By this time they were naked, so Kari stepped into the shower and turned on the water. Jeff followed her in, grabbing her from behind and fondling her tits. She turned around, pressed her body up against his, and kissed him again. This time they held it for much longer than thirty seconds.
Brit stood in the shower, letting the hot water run through her hair. Crystal stood nearby, soaping up her body. The two girls both grinned, remembering their adventures a couple of weeks ago.
"So tell me the truth," said Crystal. "When I was giving Jeff a blowjob two weeks ago, were you jealous?"
"Ew!" Brit complained, but the grin never left her face. "He's my brother!"
"So what? Really, were you jealous?"
"Of course not."
"Not even a little bit?"
"Not even a little bit."
"Okay, my turn with the water." Crystal moved up, sliding past Brit. As they passed each other, for one brief moment their breasts rubbed against each other, and Brit felt a surprising thrill at the touch. That's not right! she thought. I shouldn't be getting excited like that! But she couldn't get rid of the feeling. It was both pleasurable and scary at the same time. Scarcely two weeks had gone by since she had learned about girls who liked girls, and now suddenly, she was starting to enjoy being naked here with Crystal, especially those little touches like that. Did Crystal know what she was doing? After all, if she thought it was disgusting, wouldn't she have at least made some kind of disgusted comment when they rubbed together? On the other hand, Brit hadn't said anything either. Maybe they were both too embarrassed to mention it.
Brit stole a few glances as Crystal let the water run over her body, washing the soap away. The sight of the girl's glistening body was awakening unnatural feelings in Brit, feelings she knew she shouldn't have. Her mind went back to those pictures of Allison and Lissa together, and she imagined herself in Lissa's position. It looked like the two of them had been enjoying themselves, and Brit was just starting to understand it. But how could she be feeling these things just two weeks after she thought it was absolutely disgusting?
"So when he grabbed you," Crystal commented, her mind still apparently on the previous weekend, "did it feel nice?"
"Oh, shut up," Brit told her.
The girls continued to wash, exchanging places a couple more times. Each time, Crystal made sure to rub against Brit. Now Brit was almost positive she was doing it on purpose. The thought excited her, but she was also a little fearful. That meant that Crystal was one of those girls that Jeff had told her about, those girls that liked other girls.
The implications of that were frightening. Brit was Crystal's best friend, and as far as she knew, Crystal had never hinted at having romantic feelings toward any other girl. Did that mean that Crystal was interested in her?
"So Brit," said Crystal. "I never did finish telling you about my sexual escapades with your brother."
"Forget it," Brit replied. "I've seen them."
"Oh, but there's more to the story. Do you know what Kari did the first time I fucked your brother?"
"Does it look like I care?"
"You should. It's very interesting."
"Oh, fine. Go ahead and tell me."
Crystal put her hands on Brit's shoulders and leaned in. Brit felt their bodies rubbing up against each other again. The touch was thrilling, this time especially so because it lingered. But it was only so that her friend could whisper in her ear.
"She sucked on my tits," Crystal whispered.
"You fucking pervert!" Brit exclaimed, pushing her away, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face. She hoped it looked like an embarrassed smile, although that was only part of it. In fact, Crystal's words had brought back memories of those pictures with Lissa and Allison, and how Brit had wondered what it would feel like to have someone, even a girl, do that to her. She knew that her own nipples were extremely sensitive, and she thought that if a person ever were to put their tongue on them, or especially suck on them, she would die from pleasure. And now here Crystal was, admitting that her own sister had pleasured her like that!
Or was it a lie? Crystal had become very perverted lately; maybe she was just teasing. Then again, Brit had seen first hand just how far Crystal was willing to go.
"What, do you have a problem with that?" the girl asked with a grin on her face.
"Well, yeah. She's a girl, and she's your sister."
"And she really knows how to use her lips. And her tongue. She licked me while she was sucking. But that's not the best part."
"I'm afraid to ask."
"After she sucked my nipples, she went down lower."
"Lower?" asked Brit, astonished.
"Yes. She licked Jeff and me at the same time, if you know what I mean."
"Oh, god! That's disgusting!"
"Actually, it was kind of nice. Do you want to hear another secret? I didn't even tell Jeff this."
"No," said Brit, but it was too late. Crystal leaned in again.
"It wasn't Jeff's dick inside me, but Kari's tongue on me that brought me to orgasm."
"I think I'm going to be sick."
"Does little Britney need to go lie down?" Crystal teased. "Maybe we could lie down together. I could make you feel much better."
"Geez, Crystal, first you go after my brother, then you start coming on to me. Who's your next target, my dad?"
"Well, if your stepmom doesn't mind sharing..."
"It was a joke!" Brit said, turning red.
Crystal giggled. "I just wanted to see your reaction."
There was a knock at the door. "Okay girls, time's up," someone said behind it.
"Okay, we're getting out now!" Brit called back. Then to Crystal, she said, "and it's about time, too. A few more minutes and you probably would have made a pass at me."
"You mean like this?" asked Crystal. Suddenly, she grabbed Brit by the head, backed her up against the wall, pressed their bodies together, and kissed her passionately on the mouth. Brit's eyes opened wide with shock, especially when Crystal's tongue entered her mouth. Brit's body tensed up, and she pressed her hands against the wall, unsure of what to do. Her heart was pounding in her chest, but out of fear or desire she didn't know. Crystal held that pose, kissing Brit and teasing her tongue with her own, until Brit began to relax. In fact, it really did feel good. Her nipples were tingling from the contact with Crystal's, and she could feel her friend's pussy rubbing against her own. She began to feel warm all over, but not from embarrassment, or even from the heat of the water. Slowly she began to lower her defenses, closing her eyes and letting the kiss continue. The stimulation of their bodies touching, the passion of the kiss, and the relaxation of the shower all combined to turn the horror to pleasure.
It seemed like forever before Crystal backed off. Brit stood there a minute later, her eyes still closed and and a sigh escaping her lips. It wasn't the first time she had kissed a girl; in fact, it wasn't even the first time she had kissed Crystal. But this time it was different. This time it wasn't just to practice, but because Crystal had wanted to kiss her! What did that mean? She was confused, but at the same time she had to admit that it felt quite nice. The fact that it was her best friend just added to her enjoyment. She found herself wanting to go on, wanting to do forbidden things with the girl.
"To be continued," Crystal winked, then turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. Brit, still dazed, slowly returned to reality.
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