Saturday
I woke up at about 7:30 needing to pee. I went to the bathroom, and when I came back, I could see that Jack was sleeping on his back, his legs spread, and his long cock limp and floppy. I quietly crawled from the foot of the bed between his legs and put the tip of his flaccid penis into my mouth and started sucking and licking it. He began to get hard, but his breathing was still shallow and even, so I assumed he was asleep. As his cock got harder in my mouth, I began to bob my head up and down on it, until I felt Jack's hand touch my head. I looked up at him, with his cock still in my mouth and smiled, before letting it slip out so I could say, "Good morning, sweetie," He said nothing, and just smiled and continued to run his fingers through my hair as I returned to sucking his cock.
Now that he was awake, I started to get more active, using my tongue to flick the head and stroking his dangling balls. Although I had seen Jack hold his orgasm before, I guess that he was so relaxed from sleep that he quickly started to thrash on the bed, and I did a few things with my tongue that made him cum, as he sighed, happily. I swallowed his load and crawled up so that I was lying on top of him, my head resting on his tight chest. He kissed my head and caressed my back, down to my ass, and I fell asleep.
It was about an hour later that I felt Jack move, and I woke up, rolled off of him onto the bunched up sheets, feeling a little sticky. I suggested that we take a shower, and we ran, naked, to the bathroom and started the shower. The hot water felt soothing, and we soaped each other up and teased each other's most sensitive areas. Which not surprisingly made Jack hard again. I stood, facing him, and lifted my right leg up so that my ankle rested on his shoulder, which gave him the angle and access to stick his hard rod into me. He thrust into me in this position, sometimes lifting me off the floor until he came again. I cleaned myself again, and then washed Jack's equipment. We turned off the shower, dried off and went back into his room, wrapped in towels.
As we were getting dressed, I said, "One other thing that Ariel told me about you is that you make great eggs. I'm starving." We went downstairs and Jack made coffee, eggs and bacon that lived up to their reputation. As we ate, Jack told me some of the things he wanted to say in his graduation speech. I was pleased that he was interested in my opinion, and I made a few suggestions that he seemed to like. After a while, Sarah came down the stairs, looked at me and said, "Good morning, Dana, I thought that was your car," I responded, "Yeah, I came by late last night and Jack invited me to stay over. Jack was looking a little uncomfortable, and changed the subject, offering to make Sarah eggs, and then starting to prepare them.
While he cooked, Sarah and I talked about the end of school, and college, since I was going to be going to the same place she was going. She told me that she had met a guy, Steve, who seemed promising. When Jack brought over the eggs, Sarah said, "did Jack tell you that I am having a small pool party and barbecue here tonight—your sister will be here—do you want to come, too? I assume Jack won't mind."
I saw something flicker across Jack's face, but he responded, "Sure," and Sarah told me the time.
"Can I ask Fred, and Emily and Gina, too?" Jack asked.
Great, I thought, just when it looked like Natalie was out of the picture, he wants to have Gina at the party. I doubt that she would wake him up with a blow job.
While I was in the middle of this train of thought, Sarah said, "Why not, the more's the merrier. Anyway, I expect that you will be doing most of the barbecuing."
Jack responded, feigning anger, "Oh really?
"Really," Sarah said.
Jack bowed and said, humorously, "For you, anything, my dear sister."
I thought to myself that was the least he could do considering what Sarah had done for him.
I decided that it was time to go home, so Jack and I went upstairs to gather my things. He pulled me close, kissed me and said, "Thanks for coming by. I'm glad you did."
"Me too," I said, grinding my crotch against Jack. "You are really a great guy."
"Thanks," he said, "you're not half bad yourself."
I gently punched his arm and turned to leave. I said goodbye to Sarah, pecked Jack on the cheek and left.
As I drove home, I thought that I had done everything I could to convince Jack that we should be together, except for actually saying that I wanted to change the arrangement that I had set. I still worried that despite the connection that I believed that we had, and the body shaking sex, he was not going to be satisfied with me, since I wasn't a genius like him. But as I thought about it, that seemed dumb. He was the one who told me that I was smart. He was the one asking my advice on his graduation speech. I decided that at Sarah's party—or better yet, when we were in bed after Sarah's party—I would make it happen. I didn't even care anymore about trying to make him ask me. I was happy with him, I was comfortable with him, and what he did to me in bed was incredible. I knew that we were going to college in the fall, but we could have an amazing summer together.
When I got home, I was surprised to see Nigel sleeping on the couch. I tiptoed past him, then went upstairs and dropped my stuff in my room. I went to Ariel's and looked in on her, and she was awake.
"O.K.," I said, "what's the deal with Nigel sleeping on the couch?"
She whispered, "We decided to go out to the movies, and I invited him back. We watched a movie, had a few drinks and made out on the couch. He was being so sweet and funny, that I suggested we go upstairs, and he refused. He said that it was too soon, and that he thought it would be better if we took it slow and waited. I'm not sure if he is being sincere, or if it is part of his game, but I didn't fight him. He asked to sleep on the couch, since he had been drinking, and I said yes, kind of hoping that he would surprise me and come upstairs, but he didn't."
"Wow," I said, "that's refreshing."
"Yeah," she responded, "but I was kind of looking forward to screwing him."
"Are you still bringing him to Sarah's party?"
"Yes," she responded, "maybe the third time will be the charm." She paused. "Speaking of Sarah, were you at Jack's?"
"Yeah, I heard that his date with Natalie didn't go well, so I went over to console him."
"How'd that go?" Ariel asked. "Great, I think. I am so happy with him," I replied.
"So what are you going to do about it?" she asked, "are you ready to stop playing games and do what you need to do?"
"I am," I responded. "Sarah invited me to the party and I decided in the car that I'm going to make sure that I stay overnight again, and I'm going to tell Jack that I want to change our arrangement. I have to believe that he will agree."
"Good," she said. "It would be terrible if the two of you missed out on something amazing because of dumb stuff."
I left Ariel's room, and returned to mine. I went on to Facebook, and saw a bunch of messages from my friends. They wanted to know what was going on with me and Jack, and to report that Jessica and Chloe went home with two of the guys from the bar and that they had fun. I told them that Jack wouldn't tell me what happened with Natalie, but that we had a good time, and that I was going to try to take our relationship to the next level. Lisa teased me about "hot valedictorian sex," and I responded that he had clearly done his homework. I checked my email, and there was one from Jack, saying, "thanks again for coming over. I miss you already. See you tonight."
I responded, "It was really my pleasure. See you tonight."
I went downstairs, and saw that Ariel had awakened Nigel and was making coffee. We sat and talked for a while, and it was clear that Nigel was funny and cute, and really liked Ariel. I had to assume that he would succumb to her charms after the party. If not, then it was his loss, because I could tell that Ariel was losing patience. After Nigel left, Ariel and I went to the gym and, as usual, she worked out twice as long as I did. We came home and I showered and decided to take a nap before the party.
When I woke up, I checked my email again, and Facebook, but nothing interesting was going on. I tried on a couple of bikinis and chose a very tiny, striped one that I thought was particularly sexy, and put on a coverup and sandals. I packed my overnight bag and grabbed a beach towel and went downstairs. Ariel was watching television, wearing a tank top suit that enhanced her arms and shoulders and was very flattering. Nigel didn't know what he was in for. I sat down and we watched TV together.
"Ready for Nigel?" I asked.
"Ready for Jack?" she responded, and we laughed.
When it was time to go, we got in the car, picked up Nigel and drove to the Davises, listening to the radio.
We opened the door. Jack was working on getting the food together, and he came over to us. Ariel introduced him to Nigel, and they exchanged pleasantries. Jack gave Ariel a kiss on the cheek before kissing me on the lips.
"You look great," he said to me. I thought, wait until you see the bikini, and he continued, "grab a drink, go to the pool—I have to do some more prep work for the food."
I took my bag up to Jack's room, and saw that he had changed the sheets on his bed. I looked around his room, and could see nothing that indicated that he was seeing anyone else. Happy, I went back downstairs, poured myself a beer and went out to the pool and laid my towel out on a chair. I took off my shirt, and jumped into the water. My bikini wasn't really made for swimming, but the cool water felt good, and I swam a little before coming out of the pool and toweling off. I sat down on the lounge chair and watched as more people started to arrive. Jack was still fooling with the food, and I could see that he was sweating through his t-shirt.
Emily and Fred came out to the pool, and we chatted a little before they went off to find chairs. A couple of Sarah's college friends came over to flirt with me a little, and I played along, without giving them much hope, and anyway, they turned to be jerks. I saw that Sarah was being followed around by a tall, good looking blonde guy who I guessed was the guy she mentioned that morning. It was all very comfortable and relaxed, and I sat there, idly talking to people and enjoying the warm night.
I looked over to Jack, and he was cooking in front of the barbecue, and I could tell that he was feeling the heat. I got up and poured a cold beer into a red plastic cup and snuck up on him. I pressed the cold beer against the back of his neck, and he turned around and looked at me. He seemed transfixed by the sight of me in the bikini, so I guess I had chosen well. I handed him the beer and he chugged down about half of it.
Before he could say anything, I said, "I don't see Gina anywhere. I think I know a guy who would be good for her. He graduated from South last year, and goes to Dartmouth. Nice looking and a nice guy, but a little edgy. I was hoping to talk to her about him."
"She really hates you," he replied. "When I told her you were coming, she told me she was busy."
"That's too bad," I said.
Then, Jack asked, "So, who were those guys you were talking to?"
"Jealous?" I asked, happy that it seemed like he was.
"No," he said, but I thought he was lying.
"Friends of friends of your sister. Why do I always attract assholes?" I said, "present company excepted, of course," I continued, laughing. "One guy, Jimmy, introduced himself and immediately asked me to go upstairs with him, figuring that I'd be dazzled by the fact that he was a college hockey player. The other guy, Nate, spent the whole time telling me how great he was in bed. Seriously, dude, show some discretion. I got up and came over here to see you." I took a hot dog, and began to eat it very slowly, for effect. Then, I asked, "how are you doing?"
"Great," he said, sincerely. "This is nice and laid back. And I like helping out Sarah."
