Part III: Happy Birthday?
All characters in this series are fictitious, as are the encounters between characters. The boarding school is at the high-school level, and all characters involved in the stories are over the age of 18.
Part III: Happy Birthday contains deep-throating and gagging.
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Since his extra credit sessions with Trisha, Rob's grades had steadily improved -- something Amanda had noticed.
"I'm really proud of you, Rob! I think we've finally figured out how to study and help you with Biology!" she had said after they got back another quiz. Rob had gotten a B+, Amanda an A as always.
If only she knew how I've been keeping my grades up, Rob thought. On the one hand he was really pleased that his grades were improving, but he was also getting frustrated with biology. He still didn't really understand some of the material, and it bothered him to get good grades that he hadn't really deserved. He'd told Trisha about it at their most recent "study session", and she'd laughed it off.
"As long as you keep me cumming, Rob, I'll keep the good grades coming."
It's not that Rob wasn't pleased to be fucking the biology teacher, but it was getting to be too much of the same. Even his homework sessions with Amanda were getting to be repetitive. Rob remembered the first time he and Amanda had done it -- he was shocked, then, that she wanted it in the ass. Now, she wanted it every time they fucked. She was still hot, and he couldn't get enough of her tits and pussy, but he wanted something new.
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At Monday's morning meeting, the Headmaster usually gave useless tidbits of information, and Rob would zone out until they were allowed to leave. Today, though, the Headmaster mentioned something that made his ears perk.
"I want to wish a happy birthday to Evey and Anne, who are turning 18 today. Happy birthday, girls!"
Rob hadn't paid much attention to Evey and Anne, the twins, since school started -- after all, they didn't have any classes together -- but he remembered now how they had flirted with him at that first morning meeting. An idea came to his mind, and it wouldn't budge.
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Some days after classes were over, Rob would go to a small building built into the outer wall of the grounds, where he had moved the school's drum-set. There had been complaints about noise when it was still in the art room, and so Rob had suggested this little building as an alternative. Whenever he was feeling particularly stressed, or just wanted to get away from things for a while, he would play for an hour or two.
Rob was there again, that afternoon, drumming away and trying to work through the details of his plan. Somehow he had to think of a way to get his idea across to the twins without scaring them off. He was having a hard time trying to figure it out, and his mind kept wandering to thoughts of the twins -- their brown eyes, their shoulder-length brown hair, their habit of giggling constantly. It had bothered him a bit when he met them, but now it seemed like a cute habit, and one he would love to experience more often.
Knock-knock. Knock-knock.
Rob faintly heard the knocks on the door, and he looked up. Amazed, he saw Evey standing at the door, smiling flirtily at him.
"Hey! What are you doing here?" Rob asked
"I heard drumming, and I wanted to come check it out. I've heard it before, and I've seen you walking in and out, so I figured it must be you... [giggle] I wanted to come say hi," she said.
"Well, you're right, it's me. But, enough about me, happy birthday! The big eighteen, huh? How does that feel?"
"Thanks! It's not really any different, I guess... well, not yet anyway," she said, winking.
"Oh yeah? That's disappointing, for you, I mean. Any big party plans for the weekend?" Rob said, hastily changing the tone of the conversation. Evey had walked up closer to him, and put her hand on his arm and was gently stroking it.
"Actually, we do, yeah, me and Anne are having a party on Friday night. You should totally come! We'd love to have you there!"
It was Monday, so that gave him 4 days to come up with a good plan for him and the twins -- Rob just assumed that Anne would feel the same about him as Evey obviously did, at least, judging by how she was acting around him at the moment.
"But... maybe you want to come and have a small party with me tomorrow night, too? Anne and Amy are going to be gone, and I don't want to be alone so soon after my birthday..." Evey said, with a sweet voice, batting her eyelashes at him.
Rob couldn't believe his ears -- it seemed like he wouldn't have to plan very much after all, here she was, asking him to do exactly what he had been trying to think of a way of asking all afternoon. How could he say no?
"Yeah, alright. I guess I could keep you company, watch a movie or something," he said, as casually as he could manage.
"Alright! It's a date, then," she said, with a wink, and turned around to leave.
Rob watched her walk out the door, 5'2", her cute ass in her tight jeans and hips swaying, her shoulder-length brown hair bobbing a bit with her steps. Man, oh man, Rob thought to himself. I really have all the luck!
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On Tuesday, Rob walked across the driveway to the building across from the one where he lived, smiling to himself. He'd decided to bring a few movies with him, so that Evey could choose what she wanted to see most.
He opened the door, and turned to the right, heading up the stairs. Evey's room was at the end of the hall, on the left. He knocked on the door, and replied with his name when he heard Evey call out, "who is it?"
She opened the door for him, and let him in. He looked around the room -- it was quite nice, if a little messy.
"I'm so sorry for all the mess! I just haven't gotten around to folding my laundry, and I guess it just ended up on the floor. I'm so embarrassed!"
"Don't worry about it, really," Rob said. When she'd mentioned laundry, he noticed what she'd meant. Among the books and notebooks on the floor were scattered pieces of clothes -- tops, some wrinkled blouses, two pairs of jeans, and bras and panties. Pink, light blue, polka-dotted, heart-printed, brightly colored circles -- almost every pattern and color he saw was both cute and sexy.
"So... you said you'd bring some movies so we could choose?" Evey asked, snapping Rob's attention back to her. She was wearing a pair of faded, dark jeans -- the faded patches across her upper legs and pockets -- a blue spaghetti-strap tank top, and her bra-straps were showing. White with small green, yellow, pink and blue polka dots.
"Yeah, I brought these four," Rob said, smiling. "Hopefully there's one you want to see."
Evey picked out Cruel Intentions, a movie Rob had seen a few times already but liked enough to watch again. Evey motioned Rob to the bed.
"I don't have any chairs or a sofa or anything, but we can sit on the bed and I can move the screen a bit so we can see better."
"Alright, cool."
Evey put the DVD in the player, and sat down on the bed beside Rob.
"Thanks for being here," she said, kissing him lightly on the cheek.
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Rob had seen the movie before, so he decided to focus on Evey's reactions instead. He was glad he did, she was really into the movie.
When Sarah Michelle Gellar's character was writhing over Ryan Phillippe's character on the sofa, Rob could hear a slight moan from Evey. He decided to go with it.
"Mmm that's pretty sexy, isn't it, Evey?"
"Mmm, yeah... it's, like, wrong because they're family -- but they're only step-siblings..."
"Yeah, that's true... but what about you and Anne?" Rob asked, pausing slightly before going ahead with the question he hoped would get Evey to open up.
"What? Us? What ever do you mean, Rob?" she asked, giving him a wink, letting him know he had her attention and could carry on with the question.
"I mean, have you two, ever, you know... done anything like that?"
"You're going to have to be clearer than that, Rob? What do you mean? Like, me cuddling with my own sister? Sure... more, even..."
Rob decided to take a chance and ask her bluntly what he had on his mind -- if it backfired, well, that's life. Can't get anywhere if you don't take risks, he thought.
"I mean, have you and your sister ever gotten sexual with each other?"
"Yes. Keep asking," Evey said, with another wink.
