I must have been completely exhausted. The last thing I remembered from last night was reading the same paragraph of a textbook over and over again. I had rested my eyes for a moment and I was gone. The digital clock read, '5:34 AM'. It seemed like I had been asleep for ten minutes but I had slept all night. I hadn't heard June and Julie come home and then it occurred to me that they might not even be home. If they were, they came home sexually satisfied because they didn't come get into bed with me, which they often did.
I pulled one of my text books back from the edge of the bed before it crashed to the floor. I listened for any sounds of the twins getting ready for school. There was nothing. I got up and took a shower and did my bathroom stuff before returning to my room to dress for the day. I had an early class at seven-thirty. I made a cup of coffee and sipped on that as I hogged down a donut. I usually stay away from things like donuts and candy and such, but there are times when I can't resist a donut.
Then there was a loud 'thunk' from upstairs. It was definitely the elephant foot of one of the twins. I guess they had come home after-all. I thought, 'I must have been gone to the world, if Max drove his loud, rumbling Dodge Charger or Challenger or what-ever it is, into the driveway and it didn't wake me.'
I mentally ran down through a health checklist to assess whether I was okay and concluded that I felt fantastic. The shower upstairs came on and I heard the shower door slam shut and I got up and made myself a second cup of coffee.
It was forty-minutes later before the twins came thundering down the stairs dressed for the day. They looked briefly into my bedroom and then came around the corner to the kitchen. I was sitting on a barstool sipping my coffee. They both startled when they saw me and June put a hand to her chest and said, "Fuck. You scared me."
I said, "Sorry. I was just sitting here." The girls went to the Keurig coffee maker and made two cups of coffee. Julie poured in a little 'Coffee-Mate'. June took hers black. Not everything between twins was the same. Julie pulled out a barstool and sat down beside me. June leaned on the bar from the kitchen side.
Julie looked up at me and said, "Are you okay? You were gone to the world when we got home last night. It was late, but holy-shit, Dex. We tried to wake you but nothing. We figured you'd just been burning the candle from both ends and needed some down time."
I just smiled at Julie. I had come to that conclusion yesterday afternoon but the planned downtime became fuck-time with Coach Vivian.
June said, "How are you feeling this morning, after a good night's sleep?"
I looked at her and said, "I feel great. This second cup of coffee is getting the engines started again."
Julie asked if I could come to their lacrosse game that afternoon and I couldn't think of any reason why not. I nodded and she grinned and lean in and kissed me on the cheek.
Neither of the girls had classes as early as mine today but they left the house with me and we walked through the frost-covered woods to the athletic field and past the fieldhouse together before we went our separate ways. We didn't hug or kiss each other to avoid any questions about our relationships, should someone see us. I wasn't even sure what we were trying to hide anymore, but none of us wanted to be the talk of the campus for getting caught having sex with your sibling. That was private and we knew we had to keep it private.
After a good workout that afternoon, my muscles tingled and burned. I took a shower in the men's locker room and I chuckled at the familiar sounds of sex coming from the men's steam room. I glanced through the glass window in the door as I passed but the steam was so thick, I couldn't see anything. I don't particularly enjoy the steam room, but I do like the sauna room. I didn't even consider stepping into the steam room for fear that the sounds were coming from two guys. I didn't need to see that.
I'm not a homophobe. To each his, or her, own. And, even though woman-on-woman sex arouses me; men on men sex does the opposite. Go figure. To each his own.
When I left the locker room, I literally ran into Molly. She was in the hall. She was all atwitter about something with another girl dressed in a cheerleader uniform. Molly motioned for the other girl to go back in the locker room and she turned toward the end of the hall and collided with me.
She was startled and put her hands up on my chest to stop her momentum. She looked up and said, "Oh my ggawwd, Dex. I guess its not you in the Utility Room with his dick in the hole. The girls were hoping it was the same guy as last time but I guess it's not. I'm going to go see if it is the Maintenance guy like we have thought all along."
I had put my hands up to grab her upper arms to prevent our collision. When she finished and started to pull away from me to go check out the Utility Room, I held her and shook my head. A look of confusion was on her face. "If you and your teammates like the Utility Room cock, then leave it alone. If you confront him, I guarantee that he won't be back," I said. She stopped trying to pull away and just stood there looking up at me. Then she smiled and nodded. She stretched up to kiss me and I bent down to receive it.
Molly hurried back to the women's locker room door and said, "A little mystery makes it hotter. I'd better hurry or I'll miss all the action. I'd love to watch Coach Vivian take him on when she doesn't think anyone is watching. She's a wild-woman." Molly threw me an air-kiss and disappeared behind the door. I smiled to myself and whispered, "Vivian is definitely a wild-woman."
The lacrosse game had started by the time I got there. I stood along the sidelines like the other fans and cheered our home team on. I shared my attention between the game and Coach Mandy. She was dressed in the same uniform that the twins wore. A tight short-sleeved nylon top in team colors of aqua-blue and neon-yellow, with the number '1' on the back and front. If she wore a bra, it was very thin. The nipples on her smallish breasts were long and pushed on the material. She wore the same short shorts as the players and the same knee length yellow socks and aqua-blue cleats. Her long straight blonde hair was pulled up into a pony-tail at the crown of her head and fanned out behind her. When she turned to pace up and down the field as the action went back and forth, I marveled at her lavender eyes. I hadn't noticed them before. She has sexy lips that she most likely had enhanced. Her thighs were powerful and her legs seemed to be more than half of her nearly six-foot frame. I pulled my thin nylon wind-breaker as far down as I could to hide my attempts to adjust my growing erection.
As usual, June and Julie were taking over the game. They seemed to know exactly where the other would be at any given moment to make or receive a pass. They didn't score every time, but often enough for them to take a seven to three lead at half-time.
Coach Mandy called the team together in a huddle with her on one knee in the middle. June saw me standing ten yards from the huddle and waved at me. Julie notice June's wave and she looked and waved at me too. I waved back to both of them and gave them thumbs-up. They grinned and bent into the scrum. Their short shorts didn't leave much to the imagination.
I tried to get a glimpse of Coach Mandy in the middle but she was completely hidden by her circle of players taking her directions.
I felt, more than saw someone walk up beside me. I turned to see who it was. It was Molly dressed in her street clothes. Her red hair was unrestrained and cascaded down over her shoulders. She said, "I see you're out here ogling Coach Mandy again." She giggled. Standing right beside her was her cheerleader coach, Vivian. She was grinning at me. Every time Molly looked her way, her eyes looked away from me and her face turned serious and disinterested. When Molly turned to talk to me, Vivian would tease me with a grin or her tongue sensuously licking her lips or her tongue pushed rapidly in and out of her cheek.
Molly moved over closer to me and leaned in and whispered, "This is my coach. I think she's interested in you. She asked who you are when we were walking down. She and Coach Mandy are good friends, if you know what I mean." I stole a glance past Molly at Vivian and whispered, "She's very sexy."
Molly whispered back, "You have no idea. That glory-hole thing doesn't begin to tell her story." I stole another glance and Vivian was staring at me this time. She wagged her tongue at me and then looked away with a serious, disinterested look on her face when Molly turned to look at her.
Molly took my arm and led me away from Vivian and I let her. She put her back to Vivian and said, "Coach Vivian and Coach Mandy are coming over to dinner tonight. Mom has been their biggest supporter. She winked when she said that. I looked past Molly's face and Vivian was giving me the universal signal for a hand job with the biggest grin on her face. I looked past Vivian and saw that Coach Mandy had broken up the scrum and had seen Vivian giving her hand signal. She looked to see who Vivian was signaling. She was looking right at me and I had to look away. I'm sure I had flushed with embarrassment. I could feel a sudden heat on my face.
Molly hemmed and hawed and I was able to catch up with her end of the conversation, which was an invitation to join her, her mother, Coach Vivian and Coach Mandy for dinner. My eyes must have glazed over because Molly put her face in my line of vision and said, "Dex. Where did you go? Did you hear what I said?"
I was forced to look at her and I said, "Sure. Dinner at your house, tonight."