The Present…
I wasn’t sure how long it took me to go to sleep after Danny and I had our erotic, rollercoaster ride of unfulfilled desire. I don’t think it was very long. What I did know is that it was way too fucking early to be awake now! But what can you do when the father of the guy you’re in bed with comes knocking on the door at oh-shit-o’clock in the morning?
After the knock, the door was opened a crack and a voice boomed, “Hey! City boy! In case you forgot, here on the farm we still got cows needing milking, chickens needing fed and eggs collected. Time to rise and shine, boy!”
“Be right there, Dad,” came the chipper voice of the guy I’d slept with. Slept, as in sleep. Not, as in having wonderful sex, damn it!
Me? I was not chipper! I poked my head up from the covers and tried to focus on the door. Christ! It was still dark! “What the fuck time is it?” I asked.
“Five-thirty,” came the way-too-happy voice from the dark. I felt the bed move as my primary source of heat left the bed. Left me! I could feel the cold creeping under the covers already. “Come on, Olivia. You can help Amber collect the eggs and feed the chickens.”
“Danny, the only chickens I want to see will be deep-fried, boxed, and handed to me by Colonel Sanders. Five-thirty,” I whined. “I haven’t been awake at five-thirty since the night of my Senior Prom when Rick and me…”
“When Rick and you did…?” Danny asked, suddenly very interested.
“Never you mind what we did!” I yawned and stretched under the covers. Crap! I was awake now and I needed to pee. I sat up in the bed. When the covers fell to my waist, Danny stopped in the middle of putting on his shirt. I hadn’t bothered to put his t-shirt back on and in the semi-darkness of his room, I could feel his eyes on my naked boobs. The cold air hit my nipples and like good little soldiers, they popped to attention.
“Wow. Now those are something I never thought I’d see in my bedroom,” an admiring whisper observed. In some bras, my girls rest comfortably in 34DD cups. In other bras, made by different companies, they like to cuddle in 34D cups. Either way, I was used to men staring at the straining buttons on my shirts.
All thoughts of farm chores… His Dad waiting for him… In fact, all thoughts except one seemed to have fled Danny as he slowly moved back onto the bed. I moved back, whispering for Danny to stop, as he advanced until I was on my back with Danny on his hands and knees above me. His head dipped towards me. Instead of my hard nipple, his mouth ran into the barrier of my finger across his lips.
“God, Danny! Your Dad is right outside the door,” I whispered as I pulled the covers back over my breasts. Their spell over Danny broken, reason returned to Danny’s eyes. This time when his head dipped, I didn’t stop him and we exchanged a brief, but nice kiss. Danny sighed and started to pull back, but I caught his arm to stop him. “Danny, I’m not purposely teasing you. But, this has got to be the worst timing and place for the two of us to be together for the first time.”
“I know,” he replied. “I do know, but it’s no less frustrating,”
“I meant what I told you earlier. We can’t now, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to.”
Danny’s smile seemed natural as he sat on the edge of the bed to pull on his shoes. I rolled out of bed while his back was to me. I put on my bra, dug a pair of jeans from my day wear suitcase, and squeezed my girls into Danny’s tight t-shirt. Danny gave me another short kiss as he left the room. I laced up my tennis shoes and… Fuck! There was a line two deep in front of the only bathroom. I didn’t know there were this many people in the world awake at this un-Godly hour!
The two in front of me in the line were young teenage boys who acted like they’d never seen a girl with big tits squeezed into a tight t-shirt. I finally made it inside the bathroom just as I was about to wet myself. Ugh! Mom and Dad used the bathroom off their bedroom. I’d grown up having an entire bathroom all to myself. Having to wait in line! Knowing there were people just outside the door listening to my pee stream hitting toilet water… This is hell, I thought to myself. Mindful of the line of people waiting, I left after only washing my hands. Washing my face and brushing out my bed hair would just have to wait.
In the kitchen, Mrs. Greene and a few other women were making breakfast in a quantity that would feed an army. Mrs. Greene took it for granted I wanted to leave the warm kitchen and go out into the cold to help Danny. Pointing to a line of overalls hanging from wall hooks she said to take my pick. I looked out the window where the dark, cold morning air waited. ‘The sacrifices I make for my nerd,’ I breathed to myself. The overall fit like a tent but at least it was insulated.
Outside, my breath was visible in the air. Damn! We were only a four-hour train ride north of my home! How could it be this much colder? To the east, the sun wasn’t even a glow on the horizon. Standing by the nearest barn door, Danny looked cute in his overalls. He saw me, pointed, and yelled that Amber was at the other end of the barn. Like I gave a shit? What was up with these people? Instead of taking it for granted I wanted to be awake before 9 am, they could at least say ‘please’ if they wanted me to do something. Oh, God! That wasn’t dew on the grass. It was frost!
I found Amber, did what she did and as I carried a basket of eggs back to the house, I vowed I’d never eat chicken again! God, they stank. At the house I watched Amber use a water hose to wash off the rubber boots she wore. Looking at my once pristine white tennis shoes, I saw caked-on chicken shit. I reached my limit. I could barely put up with a line up in front of the bathroom. People listening to me piss. But mess with my shoes!? Oh, hell no! Never! Not to be born! I hosed my never-to-be-pristine-again shoes off. Wetting my feet with the freezing water, of course. Hauling my iPhone out of the pocket I’d put it in, I started searching. I found what I wanted and after a brief conversation went inside the house.
“Mrs. Greene…” I started.
“Oh, please, Olivia. Call me Janice.” I guess sleeping with her son had put us on a first-name basis.
“Janice, I appreciate your hospitality. I really do,” I said. Then continued my carefully worded argument. “But hospitality has to bow to reality. You just have too many people and too few bathrooms.” Mrs… Janice, started to say something but I refused to be interrupted. “I planned to stay at a hotel before you invited me to stay at your home. I just called the hotel and I got a great deal. It’s a two-bedroom suite and…”
“I’m going with her and Danny,” Amber shouted from behind me. What the hell!? Didn’t anyone in Danny’s family wait to be asked first? I’d planned on fucking in one bed and sleeping on the clean sheets of the other bed!
Amber did my arguing and reasoning with her Mom for me. In less than two minutes, Mrs. Greene agreed that there were too many staying at the house. She agreed that I would be allowed to pay for a hotel suite. She also agreed that Amber and her cousin Brie could go with Danny and me. Between one eye blink and another Danny and I had somehow become proud chaperones to two teen girls. Somehow, I didn’t think Danny would be disappointed that we’d have to share a bedroom, and a bed without squeaky springs, for two more nights.
The huge breakfast cheered me up. I think Danny was amazed at how much I ate. Mrs. Greene even asked how I stayed so skinny eating like this. I explained it was just a genetic mutation I’d inherited from my Dad. By 7 am, Stan was driving Danny and me to our hotel. He’d turn around and bring Amber and Brie later. After paying for two nights, I was never so grateful to enter a hotel room as I was this morning.
As soon as the door closed, Danny took advantage of the first privacy we’d had all morning to pull me to him for a kiss. A very nice, looong kiss. When I felt a hand begin fondling one of my boobs I pulled his hand away while admonishing Danny that we had too much to do to fool around…
“I can’t think of a single thing I need to do,” Danny said, advancing on me with a determined look. As much as I would have enjoyed being chased around the suite. Chased and caught and… I shook that thought away and instead backed up to put a chair between us. Danny faked left but reversed to the right. I saw it coming and we exchanged ends of the chair. Laughing, I tried to tell Danny all the things I needed to do. Shower. My hair. My make-up. Unpack my clothes. Whoa up! Another fake and we exchanged ends again. Use my travel iron on anything wrinkled. Shopping at a nearby mall. Attend wedding rehearsal at 3 pm. And all while herding two excited teen girls.
“Danny, behave and I’ll buy you a treat at the mall,” I promised. Danny was horny, but he recognized and bowed to reality just as his Mom had. Especially with a promise of a treat. I nixed his suggestion that we shower together ‘to save water’. Showering together would undoubtedly lead to other very enjoyable but time-consuming pursuits. Before I left to take my shower, I kissed him and again promised him a surprise later. He brightened up wanting to know more about his coming surprise treat. I laughed and as I shut the bathroom door said, “It’s something a girlfriend read about in Cosmo.”
“I’m still not taking that damned Sex Survey,” Danny yelled as I turned on the shower.
* * * * * * * * *
I breathed in the air of capitalist consumerism and felt myself relax. Surrounding me, mall shops stretched into the distance as far as my eyes could see. I was home… A simple promise of clothes kept my two, young proteges close. Danny and Stan looked sullen at the prospect of following girls around the mall.
“We’re outnumbered,” Stan grunted again.
“We’re always going to be outnumbered,” Danny grunted back. “That’s why we’ve gotta stand united! Bro Power!” The entire drive to the mall, these two had been moaning about how they and their male cousins were outnumbered by their more numerous sisters and female cousins.
“Bro Power,” Stan agreed. “United we stand!”
“Back-to-back against the world!” I felt the fist bump was a bit much.
I turned. It was time to nip this revolution against the natural order in the bud. Danny was easy. I decided to test Stan’s mettle.
“So, Stanley. You seem very determined. There’s nothing I can say that would cause you to change your mind? Dump your brother and come over to my side?”
“Nothing. Not a chance. We’re brothers for life! Through thick and thin,” Stan said in a determined voice and put his arm across Danny’s shoulders.
“Watch me break him in ten words or less,” I whispered to Amber and Brie.
I walked behind the brothers and put a hand on Stan’s shoulder.
“Watch it, Stan. She’s tricky,” Danny muttered to his brother.
“Pffft! She’s your girlfriend, not mine,” Stan replied. “What can she do to me?”
“Interesting you brought up the subject of girlfriends, Stanley,” I leaned in to ‘innocently’ drag my nipples across his back and gave his shoulder a squeeze. I walked my fingers across his shoulder to emphasize my next words. “You do know I grew up and went to high school just a teeny-tiny, little hop, skip and barely a jump from where you’ll be attending college in the Fall. Do you know what that means, Stanley? It means…” I stopped and looked at Amber and her cousin. “Word count, Ladies.”
Leaning in further to talk into Stanley’s ear using my ‘sexy’ voice, I slowly whispered, “I have girlfriends. Many hot! girlfriends. Introductions could be made…” I stopped when Amber’s tenth finger rose.
It took Stan only a couple of seconds to divine my meaning. His arm came off Danny’s shoulder and was used instead to push his brother away. “Get away from me! Olivia, I’ve never seen him before in my life! I’ll call Security if you don’t leave me alone,” Stan told Danny and left his brother’s side to stand beside Amber.
Danny was left standing alone. Shaking his head, he turned an accusing glare at his former partner for life.
“Hey! Don’t judge me,” Stan said. “You heard, Olivia. Hot girlfriends! As pretty as she is, do you know what that means? I’m Team O for life!”
Stan, Amber, and Brie walked off chanting, ‘Team O, Team O, Team O…’
Danny turned his accusing glare towards me. “You’re a bad influence on my family.”
I leaned in to use my ‘sexy voice’ in Danny’s ear. “You have no idea just how bad I can be.”
* * * * * * * * *
It didn’t take long for me to complete my shopping. I knew exactly what I was looking for. As promised I bought Amber and Brie one item each. Amber selected a gorgeous little black dress that was absolutely meant for her. She wouldn’t take it off and wore it out of the store. She didn’t have many curves but her slender body, natural beauty, and grace caused the boys to stop and watch. Danny might think of Amber as his ‘little sister’ but sisters grow up and Amber knew exactly how eye-catching she was in the dress. She had all the moves. She just needed practice.
I knew she was destined to break some hearts along the way…
Deciding it was time to get Danny’s surprise I led the way back to a lingerie store that I’d noticed before. I announced that I’d buy matching bras and panties for the girls and they ran into the store. I followed after telling Danny and Stan to wait outside and, “Don’t peek in the window while I buy that surprise I said I’d get you.”
The selection was limited but I didn’t need anything outlandish. In less than half an hour the three of us were back outside in the mall where the brothers were waiting.
“Olivia? Would you like a smoothie from the food court? Hydration is good for your skin,” Stan offered.
“Not right now but thank you, Stanley. Nice to know one brother has manners,” I replied, not even glancing towards Danny.
“Suck up,” Danny accused his brother. Looking at the small bag I was carrying, Danny asked eagerly, “So what did you buy me.”
“Just something for a game we’re going to play later.”
“What game,” Stan asked.
“It’s called, ‘Can You…'”
“What are the rules,” asked Brie.
“First, a boy, like Danny, needs to know a girl, like me, who just happens to own matching black panties, bra, garter belt, and stockings,” I replied, holding up the small bag.
Stanley let out a sigh. “What… What are the other rules?” he asked. Bless his horny, little heart. I couldn’t have cued him any better to ask that question.
“Once the girl puts on all the things in this little bag, then every time she has sex, one item gets stripped off.”
Danny looked extremely interested. Stan looked ready to faint and the girls were hanging on to my every word.
“Naturally, there’s a time limit,” I continued. “The game is called, ‘Can you…’ because… Can you get me naked before midnight?”
“But that’s…” Stan stopped and cleared his throat. All three began counting the items listed on their fingers.
“That’s four times,” Danny managed to say. “Five, if you count each stocking as a separate item.”
“Danny, if you can’t make love to me four times a night…” I reached out and pressed the bag against his chest until he took possession. With a dismissive flick of my hand, I turned to walk away. Over my shoulder, I told him, “Then what use are you to me?”
I put a little sway to my hips. Behind me I heard Brie whisper, “She did not just say that!”
“Oh, my, Gawd! I love her,” Amber squeaked and hurried to catch up to me.
Stan and Danny brought up the rear. “Oh, man,” Stan rejoiced. “And she has hot girlfriends for me to meet!”
Both Amber and Brie were on their cell phones before we’d walked twenty yards. If my timetable was correct, this story would be front-page news on the Girlfriend’s Network in less than half an hour. Carolyn should get a verbatim transcript of this ‘incident’ before the wedding rehearsal. Operation Bug Squash was right on schedule.
* * * * * * * * *
“Danny… Oh God, Danny… You know we don’t have time. Oooohh, damn.” We were on the bed in our hotel room. Feeling the effects of waking up so early, I’d laid down hoping for a couple of hours of rest before we had to leave for the wedding rehearsal. I’d changed into the nightshirt I’d bought at the mall and to his credit, Danny let me have my nap. It was when he woke me up that we had a delicious problem. Kisses to my neck and a gentle hand caressing my breast made the nicest kind of alarm clock. Unfortunately, “Danny… Oohhh fuck…Danny! You know we don’t have time. All you’re doing is… Ohh, fuuuck…” I had to stop as a shiver ran through my entire body from hot breath on a very tender spot on my neck.
“Danny, you’re just going to leave both of us frustrated.” I pleaded.
“Frustration never felt so good,” Danny growled and gripped my breast with strong fingers. I agreed. Fuck, I agreed, but… Mustering my resolve I pulled away and sat up breathing hard. I managed to fend off Danny’s hands long enough to slide off the bed. Danny remained on the bed. No doubt satisfied that he’d managed to tease me!
I’m the type that needs a shower, no matter how brief, to feel fresh after sleep. I don’t know why I felt shy about taking my clothes off in front of Danny, but I did. I closed the bathroom door before stripping off my panties and nightshirt. My pussy was wet. It didn’t like being teased and then left unfilled! This constant ‘almost’ was making me ache. I needed a cold shower. In the time I showered, Danny had dressed and left the bedroom so I could dress in privacy. I had my dress on and was doing my make-up when he asked and received permission to enter.
Watching me do my make-up, Danny observed, “You sure spend a lot of time with that stuff.” I wondered what he would say if I told him how much ‘that stuff’ cost. Instead, I decided I needed more lip gloss and told him, “All girls are beautiful in their own way. Drop-dead gorgeous takes time.”
I started brushing out my hair and asked a question I’d been wondering about, “How did Carolyn become one of Hannah’s maids of honor? Carolyn would have been too young to run in your sister’s crowd.” I was looking forward to meeting this bitch.
“Carolyn’s older sister, Robin, is Hannah’s best friend. Robin couldn’t be here for the wedding and before anyone knew it, Carolyn just took it for granted that she’d take Robin’s place.”
“God! Girls like that…” I shook my head while tugging my dress straighter and twisting to look at my butt’s reflection in the mirror. “Girl’s who always want to be at the center of things…” Damn, there are panty lines! I hiked up my dress a bit so I could reach between my legs to pull my panties down and off. Smoothing the material of my dress over my hips… Much better! “How sad it is that some girls will do anything to be the center of attention,” I said, shaking my head to get my hair to fall just right.
“Yes. I’m sure it must be very sad,” Danny agreed.
Was that a hint of sarcasm in his voice? I decided it wasn’t as I checked the contents of my purse. Putting on the heels I’d bought at the mall, I took one last look in the mirror and decided, “I’m ready.”
Danny seemed to agree as I turned and stood straight. At least he wasn’t drooling. The dress covered every inch of skin. That had been important. The dress also clung to every inch of me. I’d had to walk that thin line between sexy-as-hell and sluttish. Mrs. Greene would like that her son was dating a pretty, young lady. But she would never agree to Danny dating a slut. I felt I was dressed to Mrs. Greene’s standard while I was still dressed slutty enough to put Carolyn the Bug in her place!
* * * * * * * * *
Stan delivered us on time to the church. With a glance and a quiet word, he pointed out Carolyn. I have to admit we made quite the entrance with my arm draped possessively over Danny’s shoulders and his hand on my waist. I made it a point to say hello all friendly like to Carolyn as introductions were made. The poor thing was wearing heels and still barely came to my shoulders. How had a runt like this ever become a Queen Bee? Sure, she was pretty but in the three years since high school, without the incentive to fit into her cheerleader’s outfit, the poor dear had gained a few pounds.
As the rehearsal continued, I played my part as a girlfriend waiting for her guy. Every chance I got, I crowded Carolyn into the background, ‘accidentally’ moving to stand in front of her when I could. One Queen Bee can recognize another. From her tight, thin lips I could tell Carolyn didn’t like my buzzing into her hive. I hate to brag, but Carolyn was so utterly outclassed that there was nothing she could do as I again and again unobtrusively pushed her out of the limelight. Especially when Mrs. Greene and Hannah turned to me for advice on flower placement.
Walking about to say I’d put this here and that over… I bumped into Carolyn and sent her stumbling back several steps. Of course, I apologized sincerely, “I’m so, so sorry. I just didn’t see you…” The ‘down there’ was unspoken but clearly heard by Danny and Amber at least. Both seemed to have coughing fits at the same time to keep from laughing. I think Hannah put her hand in front of her mouth to hide a smile.
The rest of the rehearsal went quickly and smoothly. Afterward, Danny came over where I could put my arm over his shoulders again after I leaned down for a little kiss. I spoke up before the ladies could leave, “Hannah, your brother didn’t give me much time to get you a wedding present. If you and the other ladies have the time, I’d like to invite you all to a place Danny told me about. Mimosas for everyone! My treat!”
Mrs. Greene declined, pleading too much to do with a house filled with guests. Hannah and most of the other ladies, including Carolyn the Bug, accepted. It wasn’t long before Mimosas were flowing like water. Everyone was having a good time except, perhaps, Carolyn who I seemed to be sitting next to. I got the expected questions about Danny and I dating. In the course of polite conversations with Carolyn, she said she was dating a guy in town who’d she’d gone to school with. Ouch! That meant over two years of dating and still no ring on her finger.
Bless Amber’s teenage tactless way of blurting things out, “You know, Olivia. Danny had a real crush on Carolyn in high school.”
“He did? He never mentioned that you two dated,” I said to Carolyn.
“Well, we never really dated,” Carolyn replied.
“That explains it then,” I sounded relieved. “If you’d dated him, you would have never let him go! I’ll tell you ladies a little secret, that man has a lot more than just a tight butt in his pants!”
“Olivia,” Hannah was laughing so hard she could barely get the words out! “Eww, that’s my brother you’re talking about.”
“Oh, come on, Hannah! You’re getting married tomorrow. You can’t tell us that you haven’t peeked down a few pants. I’m just glad Danny gave me a chance to peek down his! I’m just saying…” I finished by ordering another round of Mimosas as all the ladies began laughing. We had two more rounds and as the party began to break up, I leaned over to ask Carolyn, “You spent a lot of time in the sun didn’t you. Spent a lot of time sunbathing in high school?”
“Uhh, yea. Why?”
“I just noticed those little wrinkles in the corner of your eyes. Crows feet? Not that big for now, but… One of my girlfriends did just what you did in high school. Sunbathing all the time. She has the same tiny, little wrinkles developing. Here. I’ll write down the name of a cream my Mom just swears by.
“I never sunbathed,” I told her confidentially. “My skin just won’t tan, it’s so fair. But now? I am so glad I didn’t ruin it by baking it in the sun all those years. Another of my girlfriends has a sister who’s, gosh, she’s only twenty-five or twenty-six and she has age spots on her hands already! Gross! Isn’t that just so sad! Not that you’ll have to worry though…”
I just knew Carolyn would run to the nearest mirror to look at the corners of her eyes. Probably worry a bit about age spots, too… Bless her heart.
Check and Mate, Bitch…
It’s good to be the Queen!
Next Chapter Coming…
