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Although I stated it explicitly in the story, everyone mentioned is over 18.
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I had graduated from college in spring and was spending the summer at my folk's house. It was hotter than hell, easily over 100 degrees and I was floating in the pool half snoozing on the lounger type flotation device, an empty beer in the cup holder. My parents had gone up to Oklahoma to visit Mom's parents and I didn't expect them for at least a week. Sometimes these week long trips turned into a month, being retired had its advantages, I suppose.
I was mulling over the same issue I had been struggling with all summer so far, do I join the forces of the working stiffs or go back to grad school? Arguably a BS in Economics wouldn't amount to a hill of beans, so if I wanted gainful employment then Grad school was the way to go. The problem was I hated school, outside the economics classes. The social aspects of college were grossly over rated if you ask me.
Yes, the girls were great and I learned a lot from them, losing my cherry my first semester. I met some with some weird assed kinks and rooming with a Psych major for all four years helped. It was a running case study for him and once I began to minor in Psych, me too.
I heard a bang from the house next door which roused me from my sun and beer induced stupor, and half sat up looking at it. Up until this moment I thought it was vacant. The couple that had lived there moved further south for 'warmer' weather.
As if Tyler Texas didn't get hot enough. Maybe too green sometimes, definitely too small a town, but cold is not how I would describe it. Cold was Chicago in winter, or fall, spring too now that I think about it. Chicago barely got warm in summer.
I hated it, but Northwestern was well worth the money, especially when it was scholarship and Pell Grant money. I could probably go any where I wanted for Grad school. Ma and Pop wanted me to go to a school in state, far lower tuition in most cases, the problem was where. Dallas or Houston was the obvious choice, but not having applied anywhere yet, I was getting behind the eight ball.
None of which explains the noise next door, but now you have some insight, I suppose.
I paddled over to the side of the pool and managed to get off the lounger and onto the deck with out spilling the remains of my beer, or me, into the pool. I slipped my sandals on and headed next door to see what was going on. I rounded the corner and saw four women standing around a fallen book case and muttering amongst themselves.
"Ya'll need some help?" I asked.
The four of them turned and looked at me. One was about the same age as my folks and seemed like the 'rode hard and put up wet type.' One of the others had the skin color of Halle Barre, maybe a hue redder and darker. She had a brilliant smile, super white teeth framed by plump lips, and as my eyes roamed over her, I noticed a plump ass, tight stomach and wondrous tits clad in a tank top with no bra. The other two were twins, with blonde hair blue eyes, they were lithe and petite.
The mother walked up and said, "Hi, I am Caroline. This is Brook, and my daughters, Alison and Rae."
I smiled at Caroline and said, "I am Sam. My folks will be back on Sunday I think, and I am sure you'll meet them then."
"We are renting the house from the Caristan's, but are having some issues with the heavy stuff." Caroline said.
"If you can give me five minutes, I'll put on some clothes and call a couple of guys to come help." I offered.
"Well we only have a couple of heavy things, if you can help the four of us I think we can manage with out havin' to call folks over." Caroline said.
"Yep, I'll be right back," I said as I turned to change.
"Naw, you are fine like that," Brook said. It seemed her eyes were making the trip over me as I had done to her.
Caroline shot a guarded look at Brook and shrugged. "Okay" She said reluctantly it seemed.
For the next hour or so we moved the heavy items into the house and worked up a hellacious sweat. Brook's white tank top had turned nearly see through and I was having a tough time keeping my eyes off her large tits. The sisters seemed to have a case of the giggles every time I looked at them or Brook.
I found out the twins were almost nineteen having graduated high school in the spring and Brook twenty. The twins were thinking about going to Beauty College to become beauticians. Brook was working in the mall at one of the clothing shops. They all had the nice rural Texas drawl and swished their way around the house, seemingly more pronounced when they thought I was watching.
They invited me over for dinner, and I passed, but offered them the use of the pool, at least until my folks came back, and left them to settle in.
I had taken a shower and dressed in a pair of shorts and tee shirt and was heading out to grab a bite to eat, the door bell ringed as I was tying my shoe laces and I stepped over to the door and Brook was standing there. "Hi Sam," She said flashing that dazzling smile at me. She clearly had cleaned up as well, wearing a white and yellow print sun dress that was sheer enough that you could tell the difference in the skin color between her areola and her tit.
I was beginning to get the idea that she like to show her self off, and decided to play along. Looking up at her caramel colored eyes, I asked, "What can I do for you?"
"Well Caroline wanted me to come over and make sure you didn't want to have dinner with us. We got some KFC and fixin's " She said.
For a moment I considered it and then decided, "Okay, why not?"
The shock on Brook's face was priceless. I turned around and finished putting my shoes on, and Brook stood there looking at me.
We went to her place and dinner was on the table, the twins on one side Brook opposite them and Caroline at one end, and I was at the other end. Dinner was, of course, fried chicken and fixings from KFC and we sat and I turned to the twins and flirted with each of them. After a couple of minutes of not saying much to her, I felt Brook's foot against my ankle and she started playing footsies with me. I gave no reaction, but didn't stop her or draw attention to it either. A secretive little smile crossed Brook's face as dinner went on, her foot sliding up and down my calf as far as she could reach. I said enough to Caroline and Brook to not appear rude.
My cock thickened and lengthened down my thigh with the rubbing of Brook's foot coupled with the twins sitting there looking all delicious and stuff, each of them flirting back easily. Any one that leaned over the table would see the head of my cock sticking out of the bottom of my shorts and underwear. When Caroline left to get more sweet tea for me, I 'accidentally' knocked my napkin off the table toward Brook.
Brook said, "I'll get it" and bent over. I shifted my legs slightly making sure she had a good angle to see my fat cock and shifted back as she sat up. Her face was slightly flushed and her nipples hardened noticeably. She handed the napkin back to me without saying a word, which must have been unusual for her because the twins looked at each other and then her. Rae the bolder of the twins bent over and I heard her gasp as she looked around. She sat up her face blushed red and whispered something to Alison. Alison didn't bend over but blushed prettily and averted her eyes.
Caroline came back a couple of seconds later, and Alison was still blushing and Caroline asked, "Honey what's wrong?"
Alison was about to say something when Rae cut her off, saying, "Sam here just asked out on a date this weekend is all."
I shot a glance at Rae and stammered out, "I-if you don't mind Miss Caroline."
Caroline looked at all four of us for a moment and then said, "Why would I? Alison is the last chosen normally. I am glad she gets right of first refusal."
I thought it was an interesting way to put it, but held my tongue.
As Caroline sat down, Brook's foot found its place along my calf again and was moving slowly up and down. Now I could concentrate my conversation more on the twins than Brook and Caroline with out fear of seeming rude to either of them.
Flirting with Alison, meant flirting with Rae as well; Rae answered most of, and asked most of, the questions. They were wearing opposite colors but similar sundresses, a considerably thicker material than that of Brook's dress. Still the fronts were cut low enough to give a hint of their lovely appearing breasts, the top of the swell just visible.
We finished dinner and Caroline enlisted Brook and Rae in helping clear the table to leave Alison and I alone for a moment. As the three other women went into the kitchen I stood up, my hard cock bouncing up slightly creating an odd angled tent in my shorts. Alison gasped slightly and whispered, "It really is big."
I blushed as I held my hand out to her, helped her up from the table, and we walked outside to sit on the porch. We sat on the swing that had been there all my life, an old pine wood swing, the white paint long since faded to grey or worn off.
We sat in silence a couple of minutes and she stammered, "W-why are..." She faded into silence and I watched her face turn bright red.
I considered her mostly unasked question and how best to answer it and decided the truth was simplest. "Brook was playing footsies with me all through dinner. Between that and talking to you and your sister, I imagine any guy would be excitable."
She turned her head away from me a moment and asked, "Do you want to make love to her?"
It came out before I thought about it and asked back, "Your sister or Brook?"
I heard a soft little giggle and Alison turned back and said, "Well, I guess that isn't to fair a question to ask if we haven't been on our date yet, is it?"
I chuckled and said, "I can't promise I won't have sex with her, but I do promise, if it happens you'll hear about it from me, if we do start dating that is."
She appeared to relax some and said, "Speaking of which, do you really want to take me out?"
I leaned over squeezed her thigh gently and whispered in her ear, "Just try and stop me."
Alison smiled prettily and leaned her head against my shoulder. The moment of comfortable silence did nothing to lessen the state of my cock. The tent was now pointing straight up. Alison laid her hand in my lap, fingers resting close to my balls but not touching anything untoward. The fact that she was so close, and yet, so far away was driving me mad. I thought about squirming about to see if I could coax her into grabbing something, anything.
A couple of torturous minutes later Brook came outside followed closely by Rae. Brook leaned against the railing of the porch her legs splayed open, causing her dress to tighten across her thighs, giving Alison and I a good view of her musculature. Rae sat on the swing with Alison and me, sitting to my left. After a lurid moment where I imagined myself as the meat in a twin sandwich my prurient imaginings were disturbed by Brook as she asked, "So, what are you two yammerin' about?"
I looked at Alison a moment and then answered with, "Alison was trying to back out of the date Rae set up for us. I told her I was havin' none of that."
