"Then trust me on this. I wouldn't be mad. Just don't keep secrets, that would piss me off. And, if Ben finds out that we kept this a secret he'll be pissed. We need to figure something out, but you're the one who always comes up with ideas, so I will leave that to you." Jesse was right, but I couldn't do with Ben what I had done with Jesse, i told myself. I told my brother we needed to get to the diner before Ben wondered where we were.
When we got to the diner, the owner's daughter, Maddie, waited on us like she did every time we came to the diner. I think she had a crush on my brothers, even though I knew she had no shot at them. I think she was the same age as them. I loved her bubbly personality and how she provided services when we ate there. Ben was sitting in a booth waiting for us. We ordered our food as Ben complained about us always keeping him waiting for us, and how we didn't treat him as an equal. Jesse was playing along with Ben's complaining while smirking at me. "Yeah, Britt, when are you going to let Ben drink with us? You said you would let him," he said with his devilish a smirk on his face.
I kicked his shin under the table. "Well, how about my house on Saturday? If I let you drink, there are rules. One, you have to stay at my house, which means Mom is on her own for the night. Two, you cannot tell people I let you drink. Do we have a deal?"
Ben and Jesse were like me with their smartass comments. Ben told us, "It's about fucking time you two treated me like an equal. You have a deal. I can't promise that Mom won't blow up your phones, though. I know I'm turning my ringer off. And, by the way, Britt, this won't be my first time drinking. It'll just be my first time drinking with you. So, I want the watermelon slush too."
"Gee, I wonder who you have drunk with," I said with my own smirk. "I don't care what you drink, just know that I will not be taking care of you if you overdo it. You want to be an adult, well, welcome to adulthood." As I was sitting there, it dawned on me that they were going to be leaving together, which meant I wouldn't have Jesse all to myself tonight. I really wish Ben had his own car, I thought to myself. I really wish my brothers lived with me, especially Jesse.
When we finished our lunch, I told my brothers that I needed to run errands and do my laundry, but otherwise, I'd be home. Jesse asked, "Do you want us to come over later? I don't have anything planned for today except to take a shower and do my laundry, which I can do at your house. What do you think, Ben, are you up to hang with our sister today?"
Ben told us, "Sounds like a plan. I'm game."
My immediate thoughts went to how I could get Jesse to stay when they got to my house. I told them I would make them dinner and meet them back at my place in a few hours. Once we were separated, I rushed to the supermarket and got groceries. I wanted to have enough time to myself to take a bath and shave my area, just in case I got lucky with Jesse again.
When I got home, I quickly put everything away and ran the bath for myself. While in the tub, all I could think about was Jesse, then my mind drifted to our conversation about Ben, and how he reacted to finding out what Ben had attempted. I fantasized about both while I sprawled out in the tub. I couldn't believe what I was thinking about. I wondered if Ben was aggressive like Jesse, and if so, would he be that way with me if I allowed it. Then, my brain went right back to Jesse ripping my shirt and telling me he was in charge. The confusion about who I was turning into was driving me insane. I thought to myself, 'Knock it off, Britt. You have already done something that you should regret; don't do anything else. You're just deprived.' Once I touched my clit, I heard my brothers ringing the bell. Great, I thought, of course they showed up when I was getting ready to take care of myself.
I jumped out of the tub, and wrapped a towel around myself to let them in. As they followed me into the living room, Ben commented, "Jeez, Britt. No need to tease us."
I giggled and told my brother, "Trust me, Ben, you couldn't handle if I decided to tease you. Now, stop staring at my ass," as I walked into my bedroom and closed the door. What he didn't know was how worked up my body and brain were. It wasn't my intention to answer the door like this, but I lost track of time because of the thoughts I was having about them. And now that they were here, I was nervous, which was new for me. Maybe I was overthinking everything because of what Jesse and I did, or his comments about Ben and me doing things together, or because I let Ben feel me up. Yeah, that's what it is, I tried to convince myself. After I dried off, I figured if I was going to be accused of teasing, then I'll be a tease. What the fuck were they going to do about it, I thought. I put on a pair of shorts that hugged my hips and ass and came to the top of my thighs. To top it off, I wore a plain white tank top that was practically see-through. Plus, I wanted Jesse to see what he was going to be missing out on when he left. As I looked in the mirror, I had to admit that I looked good. My hair was still wet, and seeing my legs highlighted by my tiny shorts, there was no way my brothers would be thinking about anything but me.
I went to the kitchen and started making dinner. I caught them staring at me as they sat on the couch, pretending to look at the TV. I pretended to look for something at the bottom of the fridge, which caused me to bend over. I caught their expressions in the reflection of the glass oven door. Through the years, I had enough people make comments about my ass, including the two of them, that I knew they wouldn't be able not to look. By this point, I knew I was driving them insane. I enjoyed having them ogle over me. I have never been like this with men. As a matter of fact, I have always made fun of women who did things like I was now doing. Not only was I doing it, but I was also doing it to my brothers, and I was enjoying being lusted over. I was enjoying being the tease.
After dinner, we decided to watch some TV as the evening started to set in. Again, I sat between my brothers. I rotated, resting my head on each of their shoulders while Jesse and I had a beer. I asked Ben to pass me the blanket that was near him, which he did before asking, "Do you mind if we share it?" I smiled at him as I draped the blanket over the two of us. Once we were covered, he immediately placed his hand on my bare thigh. All I could think of was how brazen and quick he was to pick up where he left off the last time we sat together. I didn't discourage his confidence; it was actually attractive to me that he didn't care. I smiled and gave him a wink to let him know it was ok. When I did this, his hand slid to the inside of my thigh and stopped right below my barely covered slit, causing me to take an instinctual deep breath. Then, he winked back at me with a smirk on his face. All I could think was, 'He's trouble.' Even though Ben is incredibly good looking, I never took him to be this confident, especially when it came to me. The fact that he wasn't intimidated by me and was taking another bite of the apple sent shivers down my spine.
As the three of us settled into the couch, I had my head on Jesse's shoulder and placed one of my legs on Ben's lap. I knew I was playing with fire, but I was curious what Ben would do now that he had more access. Ben did not disappoint; he slowly brushed his fingertips up and down the inside of my thigh, each time moving closer and closer to my slit. Jesse seemed oblivious to what was happening as he watched the TV while I avoided making eye contact with Ben. Then, Ben slowly pulled my shorts to the side as he slowly ran a fingertip across my freshly shaven, drenched slit. I bit my lip while trying to control my breathing, as I turned to look at him. When our eyes met, he mouthed, "Feel good?"
It dawned on me that, as confident and dominant as Jesse was, Ben was very different. Ben wasn't asking for permission, and apparently, he didn't need it. I mouthed back, "Yes...Now stop." My mind was going crazy, and all I wanted was for him or Jesse to have their way with me. Then, a new thought rushed through my head...I wish they both took me to bed to have their way with me. Once that thought passed, I knew this needed to end. I was thinking too crazily and needed to end these thoughts. What was I turning into, I thought. I quickly sat up and adjusted my shorts before getting up to go to the bathroom. As I walked away, I told them, "Guys, I'm getting tired. I need to go to bed soon."
Jesse said, "Yeah, we should head out. I'm gonna use the bathroom when you're done. Ben, you need to use it before we go?"
"Yeah, I'll use it after you," Ben said out loud.
As I closed the bathroom door, I leaned against it. I was breathing heavily as my body was shivering from all the stimulation. I couldn't believe all my teasing had backfired on me. I was the one who had been teased. I have never felt weak or vulnerable, and here I was being broken down by my brothers. They had done to me what no man was ever capable of doing. They had made me want them to the point of obsessing. The things I wanted, I would never have ever considered in my lifetime. I slipped my hands into my shorts and felt the wetness that Ben caused. My slit was sensitive and aching for more attention. What scared me even more was that I wondered what I would say if they tried to get me into bed. Prior to this weekend, I would have destroyed them. But at this moment, I was contemplating letting them do whatever they wanted. What the fuck is wrong with me, is all I could think to myself.
Jesse quickly went into the bathroom once I got out. Just as quickly, Ben was in front of me. My back was against the wall while Ben and I's bodies were less than an inch from each other. He whispered, "Are you going to miss me?" He lowered his lips to mine and placed a soft kiss on my lips.
