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Girlfriend decisions and campfire fun
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With my latest good deed out of the way, I decided to deal with some of my personal camp issues.
I put my poncho back on, grabbed my blanket and headed for the drying shelter. Nobody seemed to mind when I moved a few things around, so I could hang up my blanket under cover, but directly in front of the fire. The fire needed work. I spread it out a bit, so it would cover more of the area, and fed it. We were going through a lot of wood with two different fires, and I didn’t look forward to the prospect of finding more, hopefully not waterlogged, before it got dark.
“You are a greedy one, aren’t you?”
I turned and Heather was talking to me, adjusting where my blanket was hanging. “Nothing behind this is going to dry.”
I shrugged. “My fire. My wood. My tarp. My ropes. My shelter. I guess I feel a little entitled.”
She grinned. “There is that, I guess. I’m kind of in charge here. I’ll watch over it for you. Move it to the back once it’s good and dry.” It was already steaming from the heat.
“How’d you get that job?” I asked.
“Same as you. Someone’s got to do it.” She moved nearer, stacking wood around the fire to keep it dry, one of the few people who didn’t seemed worried about getting a little wet. “Thanks for last night,” she said softly.
I laughed. “I believe I’m the one who should be thanking you.”
She shook her head. “I’ve been a bitch to you for a year, for no good reason. I spread some pretty mean lies about you. You could have left me out to freeze in the rain. I probably deserved it. Still you treat me like everyone else, even better. As good as your girlfriends.”
“I don’t have any girlfriends. Not yet. Not officially.”
We were getting a little wet by the fire, from the constant drizzle. I moved back under the shelter, and she stood by my side. “Is it too much to hope that I could be in the running?”
I put my arm around her. “Timing, Heather. If we’d hashed this out a while ago, I think things could be different. But I’m pretty much committed at this point.”
“Julie? Or Teri?”
“Teri shot me down. Again.”
Hard to believe Heather even knew some of the words she directed at my best friend. I had to calm her down before our chaperons took exception to her vocabulary. My lips on hers stopped the tirade.
She hugged me tightly, her lips hot and demanding. Making promises that I had no intention of following up on. I tried to pull back but she was insistent, before slowly releasing me.
“Stupid little bitch! I can’t believe her. We talked about this. She promised to give you a chance. I can’t believe she’d be so damn stupid!”
“It is what it is. She’s not ready for the kind of relationship I’m looking for.”
Heather looked up at me hopefully. “I am.”
“I know. Let’s give us a little time to put the last year behind us. For now, it’s Julie or Lisa. Last night it would have been Julie, but Lisa is arguing otherwise.”
“She has a boyfriend,” Heather griped.
“Had. She broke up with him last week. I just found out this morning.”
Heather sighed. “Shit, I guess that’s that.”
“Listen. I want to get to know you. The real you, not the one perpetually pissed at me. Friends, for now? Let’s see what the future brings.”
“Friends with benefits?” she asked with a smile. “I really had a good time last night.”
“So did I. We’ll see. I’m not a cheater.”
She nodded. “I know. Now. But if everyone’s cool…?”
“That would be wonderful. And maybe things with the sisters won’t workout. I may be back on the market before too long.”
She nodded. “Ok. Friends for now. I’d still like a chance to apologize in private. Maybe when we get back?”
“Maybe. I’d like that.”
“I know you would. I promise, you’d love it.”
“I’m starving. You think they’re still serving lunch?”
She smiled, taking my hand in hers. “Sandwiches, in the last shelter. I could use one. I built up an appetite last night, and missed breakfast.”
Cold cuts, bread, cheese and fixin’s hit the spot. We weren’t alone at late lunch, and it was nice to sit with Heather and several other campers, talking about the night before, what everyone went through, and the expectations for the coming night. Most of the tents were moderately dry, as was much of the gear. It looked like most of the camp would be able to retreat to their tents again, if the weather didn’t take a turn for the worse. On higher ground this time.
At the end of lunch I excused myself from Heather, who went back to check on the drying racks, and made a more determined effort to find Julie. I’d seen glimpses of Lisa, Teri and Shannon all morning long, but Julie had been harder to spot. I finally checked in with her sister.
“Julie? Haven’t seen her for a couple of hours. Not since shortly after we got back from our walk,” Lisa told me.
Teri had no more information for me. Looks like Julie was staying out of sight. Which had me concerned.
We were experiencing another break in the rolling storms, so I expanded my search beyond the shelters. I finally found her sitting in her little tent. “Julie? You in there?”
“Yeah,” she said softly. “I was trying to organize things a little.”
“Got a few minutes for me?”
I heard a sniffle. “Give me a second, Ok?”
“As long as you want. I’ll wait out here.”
It took her about five minutes, but she finally appeared from between the tent flaps. Her eyes were red and puffy. Had she been crying? “Everything Ok?”
“Peachy,” she said, with a false smile.
I held my hand out to her and she accepted slowly, letting me help her up. “C’mon. Let’s walk a bit. We have a lot to talk about.”
“I bet,” she said softly.
This wasn’t what I was expecting. We were heading away from the camp, through the original cooking area, toward the road. “What’s wrong, Julie?”
“Nothin’,” she said quietly. “Everything’s back to normal.”
“Are you mad at me?” I asked.
Her answer was non-committal. “Why would I be mad at you?”
“I don’t know. I thought we had a great time yesterday.”
“I thought we did too,” she answered snidely.
“Then what’s wrong?”
She stopped. “Why did you let me think I was going to be your girlfriend?”
Her words surprised me. “Uh…because you are?”
“Really? That’s why you had time for every one of your girls but me today? Why you’ve been avoiding me?” She looked like she was ready to cry again.
I tried to hug her, but she was stiff in my arms. “Julie. Stop this, please. Hear me out.”
She pulled out of my grip and started walking briskly. “Hear what out? That you’re choosing Lisa over me? Or that you’re with Heather? That’s right, I saw you guys eating together. Or is it Teri? Making out with her in front of your tent, half-naked. I thought you liked me,” she whined, tears rolling down her face.
There was a railing on the side of the dirt road, and I guided her over to it. I sat on the railing, pulling her against me. “Listen to me, and stop with the drama, Ok? If you’re going to be my girl, you can’t act like some whiny middle schooler.”
She wiped her eyes, sniffing. “Fine. I’m listening.”
I held her close, arms around her narrow waist. “A lot happened last night. Things I wasn’t expecting, I wasn’t ready for. Can you understand that?”
She nodded.
“Teri’s been my friend forever. What happened last night changed our relationship drastically. We had to talk about it. We weren’t making out. Pretty much just the opposite. She and I are going to remain friends. Only friends. I needed to clear that up with her.”
“Friends?” she asked quietly.
“Just friends. In fact I’m thinking of helping find her a starter boyfriend.”
Julie actually giggled. “I think I could help with that.”
“As for Heather, it’s even worse. I used to like her, then we had a year of her lying about us, followed by that torrid make-up session last night. She’d like to be with me, but I told her I already had made up my mind. She and I are going to try to be friends, and I’m not ruling out ever being more than friends with her, but not now. Lunch was just us trying out being friends for once. That was all. She’s not my girlfriend, and was never even in the running. Do you believe me?”
She nodded. “I’m sorry. She doesn’t look at you like a friend.”
“I guess we’re more than friends. Friends don’t usually do what Heather and I did last night. It’s awkward. That’s why I had to speak with her, and get that cleared up. I’m trying to minimize the hurt feelings,” I explained.
“What about Lisa?” she asked.
“That’s the million dollar question, isn’t it? She told me this morning that she had broken up with Darrel. That she wanted to be back on my list.”
“What about me?” she asked piteously.
“You? You’re my girlfriend if you’ll have me.” I lifted her chin and kissed her softly. “You’re the one. The one I want.”
She threw her arms around my neck and started crying, while plastering kisses all over my face. I eventually calmed her down, brushing away her tears. “Is that a yes?”
“Of course!” she squealed. “Are you sure? You really choose me? Over Heather? Over Lisa?” She climbed into my lap, straddling me, hugging me tightly.
“You’re the one. I love everything about you, Julie. Except for this drama. I wasn’t expecting that. Everyone else takes getting dumped better than you take getting chosen.”
She hugged me tight. “Oh Alex, I’m so sorry. I was certain I’d lost you. I just knew it. I can’t compete with those girls. I can’t. How could you possibly choose me?”
“You make me happy, just to be around you.”
“I’ll make you happy. I promise. No more drama.”
I held her tightly, enjoying the feel of her in my arms. “What about your sister?”
I felt her tremble in my arms. “Did you tell her yet?”
“No. That’s what I wanted to talk about. I thought you already knew I had chosen you.”
She sighed. “I thought so, last night, but today seemed so different. It seemed so impossible. It was before you had sex with Heather and Lisa.”
“And before I had sex with you. That was pretty wonderful.”
She smiled. “I thought so.” She ground her pelvis against me, naughtily. “I’m glad you were my first.” She glanced down at her shirt, with the rust colored smear on the shoulder.
“Me too. I really am honored you chose me.”
She leaned against me. “It’s going to kill Lisa, you know. Choosing me over her.”
“I know. It shouldn’t come as a complete surprise, though. We had a long talk this morning. I made it pretty clear that as of last night, you were the front-runner. She said if I chose her, she’d bring you along.”
That got Julie’s undivided attention. “She said that? That you should choose her, and you’d get me too?”
“She wanted me to choose you both.”
Julie looked confused. “You can do that? How’s that supposed to work out?”
“I don’t know.”
“She shouldn’t be saying things like that. That you’d get me if you chose her.” She looked irritated.
“She told me she doesn’t want to settle any more. Her last boyfriends she dated, not because they were who she really wanted to be with, but they were the ones who asked. Now she wants me and doesn’t want to settle for anybody else. She’d pretty much say and do anything to get her way.”
“Why are you telling me all this, Alex? Why would you choose me, if you could choose her and get both of us?”
“I don’t know. I guess the long and short of it is, I want you. But I don’t want to hurt Lisa’s feelings any more than I have to, and I don’t want to create a rift between you and your sister.”
“Am I your girlfriend? Really? No matter what?” she asked quietly.
“Officially. If you’d like, I’ll announce it around the campfire. Hell, I’ll stand on the table and shout it to the world.”
She giggled. “That won’t be necessary. But you don’t mind if I tell anybody, do you?”
“Nope. I’d be proud.”
Her smile got even bigger. “Would you mind if Lisa and I had a talk before things became official? We should work things out first.”
“Of course not. You’re sisters. Two of the closest I’ve ever seen. Anything you can do to soften the blow would be appreciated.”
She looked at me oddly. “Do you mean that?”
“Of course. If you want, I can be there when you tell her.”
“No. Let us work things out alone first, Ok?”
“Whatever you want, girlfriend.”
She grinned. “You’re not going to regret this, I promise. I’m going to be the best damned girlfriend you ever had. I swear, I’ll do anything and everything I can to make you happy you chose me.”
She slid off my lap, her hand rubbing the hard-on that our closeness had raised. “I’d like to start now. There’s something I wanted to do last night, that I never got a chance to.”
She was tugging at my swim shorts, and I raised my hips so she could have her way. She pulled them down to my ankles, and brought her lips to my shaft, kissing it softly. “This is my first time, Ok? So be patient with me,” she said nervously.
“I promise.”
“And could you lose that ridiculous poncho for a while?”
It was the least I could do. Although I did feel a little weird standing in the open, naked except for my muddy shoes.
She was fun to watch, the way she looked at me, playing with my rod, holding it, touching it, tasting it. She took it in her mouth carefully, testing her own limits, sucking so sweetly. Her sexy tongue was lively, moving, the bottom of it sliding over the top, then twisting around it, before disappearing back inside her mouth, my cock following gamely. She looked up at me, then pulled off gently. “Am I doing Ok?”
“It’s wonderful. I’ll tell you a secret. If a girl likes doing it, it makes it 100% better.”
She grinned. “I love doing it. I love the feel of you, your hardness, and softness, the way you react. The heat, the texture, the way it responds. The way you look at me when I’m doing it.” She took the head in her mouth, her tongue active, playing, while she gazed up into my eyes. The edges of her mouth somehow managed to turn up at the edges, almost smiling.
I relaxed and watched her play and learn, until her antics resulted in the reward she’d earned. “I’m going to come for you, Julie,” I warned.
She held the crown in her mouth, bobbing up and down, until I gasped, shooting off in her young mouth. Her eyes bugged open wide, and she struggled to maintain her motion, gasping, and losing much of my juices down around her hand.
Julie was a trooper, sucking and licking her hand and my cock clean, until she leaned back, smiling, obviously pleased with her efforts.
She giggled. “I guess I did Ok,” she said with a smile.
“Wonderful, Angel. Really your first try?”
She was still playing with my rod, wiggling it in her hand. She leaned down and licked the head, making it twitch. She laughed. “Won’t be my last, I promise you that.”
She gave me one last sweet suck, then grabbed my shorts and passed them to me. She looked up and down the empty road. “I can’t believe I gave my first blow-job on the side of the road, in public, where anybody could have driven by!”
I laughed with her. “Your sister said you were a wild child.”
She grinned. “I guess I am. At least with you.”
“Feeling better now?” I asked, pulling up my shorts.
“100%.” She walked up to me and gave me a big hug. “I still can’t believe it. I mean, really, Alex Hamilton’s girlfriend.”
“I know, right? Julie Samuelsons’ boyfriend! I rock!”
She gave me a grin, poking me. “Don’t tease.”
“We probably should head back soon. We’re lucky the weather has held up this long.” The sun had actually broken through a few of the clouds, but the wall of black thunderheads approaching from the west did not bode well for the future.
On the way back we held hands, while she regaled me with the problems of growing up with a popular older sister, and having to see the guys come and go, while always being an observer.
“Must have been difficult,” I commiserated.
“Naw, not really. She was always good about it. When I started to get curious, she even set it up so I could watch from in private a couple of times.”
“No kidding? That seems pretty cool.”
“She even offered to get me a boyfriend, but I guess we’re more alike than I’d like to think sometimes. I didn’t want to settle either. Lucky for me, I didn’t have to. It’s pretty incredible, huh? My first real boyfriend is the guy I’ve been dreaming and fantasizing about for over two years.”
I pulled her in for a hug. “Enough. You’re starting to embarrass me. I’m the lucky one here. And I know it.”
She laughed in derision. “Bullshit. But it’s sweet of you to say it.”
“What if it hadn’t worked out? What if I’d gone after someone else? You put all your eggs in this one basket? Who was next on your list?”
She shook her head. “My list is short. One amazing guy.”
“That’s taking a huge risk, isn’t it? What if I didn’t like fun, charming, gorgeous blue-eyed, blonde, fallen Angels with incredible racks and a body to die for?”
She pouted. “I don’t want to think about it. I guess I would have waited my turn, and kept on trying. I’m not like Lisa. I’m not going to settle for second best.”
We broke into camp, and I saw Lisa was perched at the end of the first bench watching for us. Crap. This was such a mess. I liked her. A lot. Almost as much as her sweet sister. Almost. I even felt it was a little unfair, she should have a chance to be with her #1, just like I was getting my chance, and so was Julie. I knew part of it was Julie giving me her virginity the previous night. How could I dump her after that? Without even giving us a chance. Jesus, what a mess.
Julie stopped, tugging on my hand. “Let me talk to her now, Ok? Before we tell anybody. I don’t want her to be hurt.”
“Of course. I’d hate to hurt her. But there’s only one of me.”
She grinned. “Are you sure? No secret twin hiding out? It would solve a lot of problems.”
“Sorry. My genetic experiments haven’t gotten that far yet. If they had, I’d be making clones of you, not me.”
“Oh really? One of me isn’t enough for you?” she teased.
“Of course it is, but two of you is what dreams are made of.”
She smiled mischievously. “Don’t you have some camp miracle to perform? Get moving, and keep our secret a little longer.”
“Got it. But don’t leave me hanging too long.”
“Don’t worry. I’m worth the wait. I promise.”
“I believe it. Get going. I’m going to see how the firewood situation is coming. I’m guessing we don’t have much more than an hour or two before the skies open up again.”
* * *
I recruited John and Max to help with the wood scavenging, finally coercing a few more into helping, with the threat of a cold wet night ahead. As the skies darkened, I tracked down Shannon and Dr. Reed and shared my concerns. “Looks like a big storm headed this way. If the wind gets bad, and it probably will, we could lose a couple of the shelters. They’re not built for a serious storm.”
“What can we do about it?” Shannon asked.
“Not much. Make sure everything is well anchored. They’re facing away from the storm so that should help. Except for the ones on the end. We might want to take those down.”
“Everyone can retreat to their tents,” Dr. Reed suggested.
“Probably. Some of those tents aren’t made to survive storms like last night. Even without the flooding, they could collapse. Falling branches are an added risk.” I looked around, pointing out the better ones. “The domes will flex with the wind, at least the better ones. Those two will probably have no problem,” I observed, pointing out some of the better tents, “Yours too, Dr. Reed. I don’t have a lot of hope for the others. Any one of them could collapse from too much rain and wind. Just not designed for it. It’s a gamble.”
“Better than the tarps, though, right?” Shannon asked.
“My big one is heavy duty. It won’t tear. Heavy edging and grommets. Strong material. The one with the clothing drying is sturdy too. We should probably take all the clothing down, and count on half the camp sleeping under those two.”
Shannon laughed. “30% chance of showers, huh? This is turning into quite the adventure.”
I laughed. “Yeah, but they’ll learn more from this than from 20 other tame camping trips. Survival. Staying dry and warm. Dealing with adversity. It’s all good.”
The sky was already dark, and the wind was slowly picking up. I could hear the patter of raindrops accelerating.
Dr. Reed surprised me, taking charge. “I’ll take care of the end shelter. Shannon, why don’t you find out who is in the weaker tents, and get them to move their sleeping bags under the big tarp. No sense in taking risks. Alex, can you take care of the drying tent, and building up the fires?”
I nodded. “Got it. Time’s running out, so we’d better get moving.”
Within minutes the campsite was like an anthill someone had kicked. Max already had his gear under the big shelter, making him available to take care of the fires. I was pleased to see Wendy at his side. “I’ve got to take him back now, Wendy. He’s in charge of the fires.”
She smiled shyly. “I can help. I won’t get in the way.”
“Good, the more the merrier. Max, move some of the wood to the back of the shelter, to keep it dry and to anchor the bottom so it doesn’t blow away. Leave the sides of the shelter open so the wind can blow through. It might make it a little wetter, but it should hold up better.”
“Got it. Should I do anything with the fires?”
“Build ’em up big. Don’t want the rain putting them out.”
Heather was still working the drying shelter, with Teri at her side. “Mmm. Two of my favorite ladies. Storm’s coming. We’ve got to take everything down.”
Heather nodded. “Most everything is dry anyway. Your stuff is in your tent. I dried your towels too.” She and Teri were both still wearing my shirts. And I was stuck with a sticky Gore-tex poncho against my bare skin.
“Any of my shirts dry?” I asked.
She laughed. “You had five, from what I could figure out. I think four of them are lost forever, unless you want to try to get them off your girls. I’m not giving mine up without a fight.”
Teri giggled. “Me either. Sorry, but that’s the way it is. My souvenir of a pretty spectacular weekend. But I’ll trade you my nightshirt as long as you don’t mind Hello Kitty.”
“That means one is left? In my tent?”
Heather nodded. “The one from the first day. A little dirty, but dry. Has to be better than that monstrosity you’re wearing. If you were wearing that yesterday, I’m thinking you would have been sleeping alone.”
“Right. My rain poncho would have stopped your tents from collapsing and filling with water.”
“No, but it might have made us look elsewhere for shelter.” She was grinning when she said it.
Teri poked her. “Speak for yourself. He could have been wearing faux fur and jodhpurs, and I would still have been climbing in that sleeping bag. Have you forgotten our furnace? I was freezing.”
Heather leaned into me, wrapping her arm around my waist, inside my poncho. “How could I forget? My hero and savior. Those first few minutes when we had him to ourselves, absolutely wonderful. Makes me wish certain other tents had survived better. If it had been just us three, things might be different today.”
“No shit.” Teri said, surprising me with her tone.
“All wishing aside, we only have a few minutes left. Get this stuff down, while I see if I can find my last shirt.”
I left Heather badgering some of the underclassmen into helping, while I jogged the few steps over to my tent. I got rid of my shoes, which were more mud than shoe at this point, stripped off the poncho, and checked inside.
Someone had cleaned up. Everything was stacked and organized. My shorts were folded next to my pack, and my shirt was beside them. The towels were stacked next to them. I was happy to get out of the bathing suit which had never had a chance to fully dry and was starting to chafe. I picked out my loosest knit shorts, wearing them commando, and pulled on the shirt, which felt great against my skin. My windbreaker was nowhere to be found, I figured Lisa probably still had it. Looks like I’d be wearing the poncho after all. That or get my last and only shirt soaked again.
I found my ball-cap by the door, and put it on, a little frightened of what my hair must look like. A swig of mouthwash had me feeling a little more civilized. Nothing I could do about two days of stubble.
I left the tent feeling like a new man. I took my poncho with me, in case I needed it, but was happy to carry it.
From my tent the big shelter was the closest, and I jogged over barefoot, rather than wear my miserable shoes. It was a little crazy in there, with half a dozen sleeping bags lined up in the back, and more being laid out as I watched.
Shannon, my Shannon, was directing things and came over to me. “How are you holding up?”
“Great. Honestly, I’ve never felt better.”
She grinned. “Boy Scout mode. You’re in your element, aren’t you?”
I shrugged. “It’s fun to get things done. How about you?”
“Better than I would have thought. I’m still trying to figure out the logistics of sleeping tonight. You’ve got the biggest tent, but I’m not sure how good it would look for you to have it full of girls again.”
I looked around. This was no place to be talking about what I was thinking. “Come with me?”
She nodded, and followed me back to my tent entrance. My one place of semi-privacy.
“We have 22 people right? And Dr. Reed has his own tent, which I suspect he’ll have the good sense to use alone.”
She grinned. “0 for 1. He’s going to stay in the big shelter, as chaperon. He’s already told two of the girls they could use his.”
The day was full of surprises. “Ok. That leaves 19. The two best domes can hold up to three each. One is John’s.”
Shannon nodded. “I believe he’s going to try to get Dominique to share it, if Dr. Reed and I turn a blind eye. Which I think is the plan. I’m not going to make a fuss.”
“Ok, 17. Who is in the other one?”
“Erica and Kaylee. We might convince them to let in one more person.”
“Let’s say we don’t. That leaves 15. If there were four in my tent, we could easily fit the rest of them under the two best shelters. It should work out.”
She looked at me suspiciously. “And who are you thinking should be in your tent tonight?”
“I’m hoping Julie and Lisa, and my favorite chaperon.”
She took her time answering. “It can’t be like last night. That was crazy. You and I can’t do anything.”
“I know. I shouldn’t have done that. Put you in that position.”
She smiled. “Which position? The one with my knees around my ears?”
“Jesus, Shannon! Don’t remind me. Now I can’t be seen in public for another 10 minutes.”
She laughed. “I know. You’re right. I’m not complaining, but we can’t do it again. Not here. I’m trusting that Julie can keep a secret.”
“She will, or she’ll be finding a new boyfriend.”
“So she won the lottery? Must have broken a few hearts.”
“Teri’s cool about it. Heather’s a little disappointed.”
“What about her sister? She seemed to have her claws dug in pretty good.”
“I don’t know. They’re talking it out. I’ll have to hunt them down soon and see how that went.”
“What if Teri wants to be in your tent. You going to say no?”
“She’ll be welcome. I don’t think it’s likely.”
She sighed. “I guess if I’m going to play chaperon, I should get my sleeping bag. At least give the appearance of propriety.”
“Same for the sisters, if that works out. We can use theirs as extra padding,” I said, grinning.
“Alright. I’ll tell Dan about the plans.”
“Dan?”
“Dr. Reed,” she explained.
I laughed. “I thought Doctor was his first name.”
She grinned. “It’s a big deal to him. The whole doctorate thing. Shall we get going? I think the storm’s about to hit.”
We headed back to the crowd, Shannon hunting down her fellow chaperon, and me looking for my new girlfriend. Didn’t take too long to find them. They were at the last shelter, now that the food shelter had been taken down. They were sitting together, seemingly in a good mood. Still, I approached with more than a little trepidation.
“You pretty girls mind if I join you?” I asked. They had the picnic bench to themselves, while everyone else hustled.
They moved apart, and Julie patted the space next to her. “I’d be upset if you didn’t.”
I sat down, not knowing how to ask what needed asking.
After a few awkward moments, Lisa laughed out loud. “Now I’ve seen everything. Mr. Alex Hamilton, lost for words. Are you afraid I’m going to make a scene?”
Not helping.
“Don’t tease him, Lisa,” Julie told her sister. “This isn’t funny to him. He’s been all stressed out over it.”
“Good thing you gave him a little stress relief out by the road then, isn’t it?”
“I only gave him a blow-job. I didn’t drop my panties for him, when I knew he was still trying to figure things out,” Julie snapped.
“I wasn’t wearing panties. Besides, I had to get my bid in, didn’t I? For all the good it did.” She looked at me. “Not that I’m complaining, it was fun, and really hot.” Her face moved even closer, just inches away. “I’ve felt your juices leaking out of me all day. You came a ton inside of me.”
Julie leaned into me, catching my attention. “So, boyfriend, if we decided to share you, how would we do it?”
I was stunned. I looked over at Lisa, who was smiling, while Julie kept up the questioning. “What do we tell everyone? Are you her girlfriend? Mine? Both of ours?”
“I…I don’t know. This is all new to me.”
Julie giggled. “You said you wanted a clone of me. Lisa’s about as close as you’re going to get. Unless you’d rather choose just one of us. I gotta warn you, that’ll probably piss off both of us, no matter who you choose.”
I turned to Lisa. “You’re alright with this?”
“It was my idea, wasn’t it? I didn’t think you’d make Julie work it out for herself. You should have just come to me, dummy.”
“How do you guys want to handle it?” I asked.
Julie answered. “She wants to say you’re dating us both. It’ll probably raise some eyebrows, and things will be a little rocky at home, but we wouldn’t have to hide anything. I think we should take turns. You could date me, with her on the side, then later you could date her, and I’d be the secret third wheel. We could have fun with that, making up excuses to break up and get back together, and watching everyone deal with our weird relationship.”
“I don’t like hiding things,” I told them after a few seconds of thought.
Lisa grinned. “Two against one. Can that work for you, official girlfriend?”
Julie gave me a hug. “Mom’s going to raise hell. We might even get grounded. You have a problem with that, sister girlfriend?”
“None. This will be so awesome. We’re going to have everyone talking.” Lisa moved in close. “Can we make it official? We’re both your girlfriends? 50/50?”
“It works for me,” I told her. “More than I could ever have dreamed of, so nobody pinch me for at least a year.”
Wrong thing to say. They both started pinching me. “Wake up and accept it. You are ours, and that’s the end of it,” Lisa told me.
“Only ours, got it?” Julie growled, pinching me harder than the teasing warranted.
I laughed, pushing their hands away. “Can I get a kiss from my new girlfriends, to make it official?”
Lisa giggled. “You can have a kiss anytime you want. I think we’ll make it official later. In your sleeping bag.”
Ouch. “We’re going to have company in the tent. Shannon is going to chaperon. No girls and guys in tents alone, remember? We can’t hide it, since almost everyone else will be sleeping under the shelters.”
“That shouldn’t be a problem, she’s cool. Does that mean we’ll be able to share your tent openly? Since we do have a chaperon.”
“Absolutely. We should move your sleeping bags in now, before the rain picks up any more.”
“Sleeping bags? Why?” Lisa asked.
“For appearances. No way you’re not sleeping in mine tonight.”
She grinned. “As long as that’s clear. You really think Miss Shannon will be cool with that?”
“She knows. She’s already moved her sleeping bag in there.”
Julie stood up. “Let’s get moving. Just us four then?”
“I think so. I haven’t talked to Teri yet. I don’t know what her plans are.”
Lisa spoke up. “She can come visit, but I expect you to keep the play just between the three of us.”
“Not a problem. No sex between me and Teri. We’ve agreed on that. Friends only.”
Julie giggled again. “That would be pretty wild. Having her and Miss Shannon in there with us, our audience, while we rock your world.”
Lisa chuckled. “I told you she was the wild one.”
“I think I’m beginning to believe you. Let’s get moving then. I’ll save us a place by the fire, probably at the smaller shelter.”
I gave them each a quick kiss goodbye, still incredulous over my miraculous fortune. Both of them. Unbelievable. I got up and hunted down Teri, who was sitting by the small fire, next to John and Dominique. It looked like they had the shelter to themselves. Perfect.
She scooted over against John, making room for me. “Hey stranger. You done with your camp stuff and ready to take a break?” she asked.
I sat down, putting my arm around her. “Absolutely.” The wind was gusting pretty hard, and the rain was consistent, if not yet torrential. “What are your sleeping plans for tonight?” I asked.
She blushed. Really. Bright red. “I hadn’t thought about it too much. What are you doing?”
“Me and the sisters in my tent. Miss Shannon will be there chaperoning.”
John laughed. “Sucks to be you, bud. Both Samuelsson and Miss Shannon there to keep you behaved. That’s twice in a row now? Looks like someone up there is pissed at you. What do they say, No good deed goes unpunished? You’ve got a lot of punishing coming your way.”
“Right. Like you haven’t been doing your share of good deeds. Gorgeous over there doesn’t look like much punishment.”
Dominique giggled. “That’s where you’re wrong, Alex. I’m going to make his life hell. He gets to find out what dating a princess gets him.”
“Poor bastard. Not like there aren’t a thousand guys that wouldn’t kill to take his place.”
She laughed. “Like you?”
“In a heartbeat. You were top of my list.”
She looked shocked. “Shut up. I was not.”
“Ask Teri.”
She looked around John at Teri, who nodded. “Top three. He won’t tell us the order. You and Julie. Lucky for you John stepped up, or he’d be hounding you to death.”
I was surprised to see Dominique blush. Two for two. A good evening.
“Fuck, dude! What did you say about not interfering?” John snapped, sounding sincerely pissed.
“Who’s interfering? You won the big prize didn’t you? You guys are a couple now, aren’t you Dominique?”
She nodded.
“It’s cool. I’m with the sisters, you’ve got Dominique. The best girls this school has to offer, with two guys who don’t deserve 10 seconds of their attention.”
Teri interrupted. “The sisters? You’re not planning on dating both of them are you?”
“Their idea. Not mine. Has me scared spitless.”
That turned John around. He laughed loud enough to attract attention. “We are so screwed. At least I’m only going to be wrapped around one pinky. Those girls are going to own you so bad.”
“Don’t I know it.”
Dominique looked even more surprised than Teri. “I don’t get it. Both of them? Are you going to take turns or what?”
“Two girlfriends. Both of them at the same time. Don’t ask me how it works out, I figure I’ll just do what they tell me.”
I turned to John. “Don’t want to sound interfering,” I said exaggerating the interfering part, “but I thought I’d let you know that it would be cool if you guys wanted to share a tent tonight. Apparently I’m the only one around here who needs chaperoning.”
That had the girls giggling. John was slow to answer. “Uh…I hadn’t really thought about it.”
I leaned over and looked at Dominique. “He’s lying. He’s thought about it. Probably a lot. Doesn’t have the cojones to suggest it.”
“Alex, man, keep it up and you and I are really going to have a problem.”
“Bullshit. Ask her.”
“He doesn’t have to. Now I won’t have to sneak in,” Dominique answered.
“Room for two more?” I heard Lisa ask. I turned from the fire, to see the two girls approaching, their hands full.
Dominique scooted down, dragging John with her. Teri followed, leaving space for Lisa on that side. Julie sat next to me on the other. Lisa had my coffee pot in her hands. “Get this going. I want some cocoa.”
Julie was passing out cups. “He only has 4. Can you guys come up with two more?”
John looked out at the rain, which was heavy, pounding down on the tarp. Lisa was wearing my windbreaker and took it off, handing it to him. “Hurry. If you have any contraband, bring it.”
While he was up, I tended the fire, adding wood and dragging some coal near the edge, where I set the coffee pot. The girls had filled it with water, saving me a trip.
“What did we interrupt?” Lisa asked.
“Your boyfriend teasing the shit out of his supposed best friend.” Teri said.
“Teasing you? Why?” Julie asked.
“Not me. John.” Teri said.
Lisa put her arm around Teri. “You going to share our tent tonight?”
Teri looked at me. “I don’t know. We hadn’t talked about it.”
I was staying out of it. Tending fire had become my permanent job until there was a little more testosterone around our circle.
Julie chimed in. “You should. It’ll be fun. At the least you know it’s going to be the most comfortable place to sleep.”
“You sure? I don’t want to be a third wheel.”
Lisa laughed. “Fourth wheel. And that’s Miss Shannon’s job. Come with us.”
Dominique was watching the interplay with open wonder.
I couldn’t play with the fire forever. As it was, I was getting soaked. I stood and backed away from the fire. “Anyone seen my poncho? I don’t remember where I put it.”
“You had it at the picnic table,” Lisa said.
I went to retrieve it, although it was a little late. I figured I’d need it sooner or later.
A sudden burst of gale force wind had the tarp overhead snapping, and the skies finally opened up with the torrential downpour I’d been expecting. I hurried back to our little group, as the girls pushed back the seating log, further from the fire and away from the splatter of incoming rain.
I slipped on the poncho, just as John came running into the shelter, hunched over under my windbreaker, and soaked to the skin. “Great fucking idea. Thanks Lisa.”
She took it in stride. “Next time come to the fire prepared. Or run faster.”
He stood back away from the fire, peeling off the windbreaker and his shirt, before wringing it out.
I didn’t have time to joke around. I fed the fire, trying to keep it alive long enough to survive the flood. The flames were leaping at least 3 feet high when I went to check on the others.
“Boy Scout mode kicking in,” I heard Teri tease.
The big shelter seemed to be holding up well. The fire was burning strong, with Max parked in front of it taking charge.
I grabbed a few logs and added them to the end, trying to extend the width of the fire a bit. “Looks good, Max. How’s everything else going?”
He grinned. “Couldn’t be better.”
I turned to Wendy, who was sitting nearby to no surprise. “I’m borrowing him again. Sorry.”
She grinned. “Just bring him back in one piece.”
“C’mon Max. Quick tour to see how it’s holding up under the wind.”
He stood and walked with me as we checked each of the tie downs, giving a quick tug on each string. Everything was doing fine. “Looks like it’s going to hold.” I turned to him. “How’s things with Wendy?”
“Unbelievable. I hope it lasts beyond the weekend.”
“If it doesn’t, there’s other fish in the sea. I’ve seen a few lovelies looking your way.”
He grinned. “They probably figure if Wendy’s interested, I can’t be all bad.”
“Shit. You’re an alpha male. Take charge guy. You run this shelter. It’s a genetic thing. Girl’s love that crap.” I gave him a friendly shove. “Go back to your girl. You made a move on her yet?”
“Holding her. Arm around the shoulder.”
“Enough. You’re going to make me slap you for being a pussy. Go back and thank her for waiting and give her a kiss. On the lips. A little tongue would be good.”
He looked at me like I was crazy. “In front of everyone?”
“Of course. Like it’s expected. Trust me. The worst she could do is get pissed at you. If she does, ignore her, and give your attention to someone else. She’ll come crawling back for more.”
“She only started talking to me today,” he whined.
“Man up, Max! Do it. Trust me on this.”
I spotted Shannon standing to one side, watching our interplay. “Go, I’ve got stuff to do. Stop by the small fire later and let me know how it goes. Twenty bucks says she’s snuggling you and not vice versa 10 minutes from now.”
I walked over to Shannon. “I’ve got water boiling.”
“Coffee?” she asked, her eyes lighting up.
“Not yet. The girls want cocoa. I’ll have the coffee ready in 15 if you want to stop by. Everything working out over here?”
“Better than I expected. It’s not the cluster-fuck it was last night, that’s for sure.”
“Good. Then relax a little. We’ve got space by our fire if you’d like to join us.”
“Who’s us?”
“Me, Teri, John and Dominique, Lisa and Julie.”
“You got your sleeping arrangements worked out?” she asked.
“Looks like Teri will be joining us.”
Shannon nodded. “That’s good. The more the merrier. Looks a lot less suspicious. Don’t want the good name of our favorite Boy Scout to get sullied.”
I smiled. “I’m gonna run and get the coffee. Stop by later, Ok?”
“Wouldn’t miss it.”
The poncho was a lifesaver. With the hood pulled up, I stayed dry running to my tent. I found my second water pot and the coffee. I also found my canteen, which was still half full of 151.
There were three new sleeping bags in my tent. It was getting crowded. I couldn’t help but wonder where Teri and Shannon were going to sleep. Were they going to be in the big sleeping bag? I figured Shannon would probably sleep in her own, and Teri would most likely be cajoled into getting into the shared one. Could be interesting.
I grabbed my big blanket as a last thought, and loaded down, headed back to my fire. Walking through the big shelter, I saw that Max was openly necking with Wendy. Good for him.
In the small shelter I dumped the gear. I kicked myself for not filling the coffee pot for water. The water was running off the side of the shelter in buckets. I held the pot under a steady stream, feeling the weight slowly increase.
“What’s that for?” Julie asked.
“Coffee.”
“Is that sanitary?” Teri asked.
“Boiled rain water? I’d say so. You don’t have to drink any if you don’t want to.”
I kept the poncho on while I checked on the fire and swapped out the coffee pots. The first one was boiling. Stepping back out of the rain, I held it up. “Who’s for cocoa?”
All four girls held out their mugs. I poured each one full, then refilled it from my roof tap. Once it was back in place next to the other pot, I pulled out my canteen. “Vitamins, anyone?”
“Vitamins?” Dominique asked.
“Bacardi, good for what ails ya.”
They all nodded, and I added an ounce or so to each mug. I stepped back into the shelter, peeling off the poncho before wrapping the blanket around my girls. “Sorry Dominique. You’re going to have to switch places with John if you want in.”
She looked up at John, eyes raised in expectation. He sighed, stood up and waited for her to scoot over next to Teri before sitting back down.
I sat on the opposite end, next to Julie. “What did I miss?”
“Nothing, nosy,” Lisa quipped. “Serves you right for abandoning us.”
Teri laughed. “Get used to it. The last Boy Scout. The public good always comes first.”
Lisa sighed. “Great. Now you tell us. Anything else I should know? I figure you and John over there know him best. What are we getting into?”
John laughed. “You’re on your own. Nobody really knows him. Pig-headed do-gooder who keeps to himself. Now if Shannon were here, she might be able to help.”
“Leave her out, John,” I said softly.
He looked away. Only John knew about Shannon’s relationship with our family, since he was practically one of us. Not even Teri knew. “Sorry. I forgot.”
Lisa turned to me. “You’ve got to be kidding! You can’t leave it like that! What’s the scoop on Teach?”
I glared at John, trying to figure out how to save the situation. Max chose that moment to come running over. He squatted down next to me, beaming. “I owe you twenty. Friggin’ second base.”
I laughed putting my hand up for a high five. He smacked it hard. “What do I do now?”
“Ease back. She’ll make the next move. Don’t press it. And don’t do anything more than kissing until you have a little privacy.” I looked around our shelter. “You might want to move your sleeping bags over here for later. None of us will be staying here. You might get it to yourself.”
“Cool. Thanks. I owe you.” He looked over and saw Teri sitting with us. He smiled at her. “Hi Teri, uh…thanks for earlier.”
She grinned at him. “Good luck.”
He took off practically running.
“What was that about?” Julie asked.
“Girl advice. He’s striking pay-dirt with Wendy.”
Lisa laughed, “And he’s coming to you for advice? You succeed in spite of yourself.”
“Say what you will. She wasn’t speaking to him yesterday. Now she’s all over him like a cheap suit.”
Lisa slid off her seat, sitting on the ground in front of the fire. “I could really use a shoulder massage,” she said, looking over at me.
I got up and took her seat, letting her lean back into me, while I rubbed her shoulders.
“Shit,” Teri muttered. “This is how everything started last time. Don’t go causing trouble, Alex.”
“Me? You guys started it all.”
“Us?” Julie spoke up. “All that kissing, talk of cheating, dirty stories. That was all your doing, Don Juan.”
“Oh no you didn’t!” I told her. “The Don Juan myth was killed, remember. Three. That’s it.”
Teri giggled. “Six, now. Almost seven.”
Dominique was confused. “Three? Six? Seven?” she asked.
Teri turned to her, “How many girls have you heard he’s been with?”
“Jesus, Teri! Again?”
“Come on, Alex. She was on the list. She should know.”
Even John looked confused, “Know what?”
“How many,” Teri asked Dominique again.
“I don’t know. Maybe 10?”
Teri hooted her joy. “Exactly! That’s what we thought. But it was only three. All the rest made it up.”
Dominique looked surprised. “But why? Who would make up something like that?”
“Heather for one. Who knows why? Maybe because he’s too much of a gentleman to call a girl a liar. I don’t know.”
I was getting irritated. “Damn it Teri! As far as anyone is concerned, Heather didn’t make anything up. Got it?”
Teri just rolled her eyes at me.
“What did you mean by six?” Dominique asked.
“See what you started, Teri? Jeez, you’re nothing but a pain in the ass.” I told her.
“You know you love me,” she giggled, leaning into me. “Since forever.”
“Pain. In. My. Butt.”
“Shoulders,” Lisa reminded me, squirming under my idle hands.
I went back to rubbing her, glaring at my supposed best girl friend.
Julie leaned forward. “There was kind of a competition for this bum, if you can believe it. Four girls vying for his attention. If he was more of a jerk, and played his cards right, he could have had all of us. Not all at once, but probably all, if he was leading us on. That would have been seven. Turns out Heather’s not really in the running. Six. So we’re still looking at three, but numbers four and five might be on his horizon if he plays his cards right.”
Nice little surprise. Julie covering for us. Too much idle talk about what happened in the tent the previous night wouldn’t be good. Especially since we supposedly had a chaperon.
Dominique was fascinated. “Do you guys always talk about this kind of stuff so openly?”
“No!” I answered quickly. “You open up once, in private, with everyone promising to keep it a secret, and this is what happens.”
“Jesus, Alex, don’t be an ass! Look at where you are! You’ve got two of the hottest girls in school as your new girlfriends. That’s what happens when you open up. Tell him Lisa. If he didn’t tell us the whole truth last night, would you be here with him now?”
Lisa took a sip from her spiked cocoa before answering. “Probably not. I thought he was a sleaze and a cheater. Didn’t want Julie getting involved with him, just to get her heart broken.”
She looked up at me. “You really do have a bit of a rep. We’re going to have to do something about that.”
“But I didn’t do anything!”
Julie giggled. “We know that. Now. You’re not the bad boy everyone thinks you are. You really should hear what Denise says about you. Such a perv.”
It was a little hard having everyone laughing at my expense. Julie hugged me, gluing herself to my side, kissing my shoulder. “Is it so bad? We like the open you. A lot. Enough to make a spectacle of ourselves.”
I turned and kissed her. “Open book, Angel, if that’s what you want.”
She giggled. “Ding-ding-ding! Right answer. Tell the man what he won, sissy.”
“Alex Hamilton! You’ve won two hot young blue-eyed blondes, measurements 36-25-34, who are going to spend as long as you want making you the happiest man in town, and the envy of every red-blooded male for 100 miles around. But wait! That’s not all. You’ve also won the heart of your childhood friend, who may be a pain in your ass, but will stand up for you against anyone, and may even, someday, fulfill your fondest wishes. Total value of this package is more than you could ever hope to pay.”
“34-22-32,” Julie added.
“Fondest wishes aren’t guaranteed and are not typical, see childhood friend for actual likely results,” Teri finished, chuckling.
What had I gotten myself into?
“Share, sissy?” Julie said teasingly.
“Might as well. He’s doing a shitty job. So much better when he was still chasing us.” Lisa got up, taking Julie’s place next to me, while the younger sister settled in between my legs. She pulled off her shirt, sitting in a bikini top. “You have to keep him interested.”
“Tease,” Lisa muttered.
“You’re just mad because you didn’t think of it first.”
“I can’t. I’m not wearing anything under my shirt,” Lisa argued.
“You think he’d complain?” Teri piped in.
Dominique was laughing. “Can anyone get a massage? Or is it limited to girlfriends?”
“Hardly,” Lisa answered. “Teri started it. Back when she was still pissed at him.”
“That was before,” Teri argued.
“Oh. So now you won’t even get a massage from him? It’s not cheating. Is it Julie?” Lisa asked.
“No problem here. As long as it’s in front of us and not behind our backs.”
I was trying to stay a little more focused on the task at hand, rubbing Julie’s shoulders and staring down into her cleavage. I had that to look forward to. Damn, she had nice tits.
The rain had slowed for a bit but was now a steady downpour. Between the noise of the rain beating against the tarp, and the ten foot wide sheet of rain separating our shelter from the larger one, we were as isolated as if we were on our own island. The trees the tarps were tied to, plus the stack of wood under the shelter staying dry, completely blocked the view of the adjoining crowd. I liked that.
“John, make yourself useful. You should be rubbing someone’s shoulders by now. I’ll be damned if I’m going to be the designated masseuse.”
I looked over to see Dominique settling in between his legs, pulling off her shirt, exposing her bra.
She saw me looking and grinned. “Your friends are a bad influence.” She looked up at Teri. “And nothing about this leaves this group, right?”
Teri nodded. “Of course. He’s the only one I can’t help myself around.” She turned to me, and pulled my head down for a kiss. “You know I don’t mean nothing bad, right?”
“Pain in my butt,” I muttered.
“Don’t be that way,” she pouted. “You’re hurting my feelings.”
“Fine. One more kiss then, and all’s forgiven.”
The next kiss was a good one, sweet and lingering. Distracting.
“Enough kisses,” Julie spoke up. “Let the man do his job.”
Teri pulled back grinning. “Forgiven?”
“Always,” I assured her, my hands back to work, wandering a little more than might be seen as reasonable in mixed company.
“Share?” Lisa asked her sister.
“Aww, he was just getting good,” Julie whined, getting up and switching places with her sister.
Lisa pulled off her shirt, flashing us all for a moment, before covering her breasts with it. She looked up at me. “Consider this a challenge. How well you do here will influence my behavior later.”
I was doing my damnedest to give her the best massage ever, when Shannon showed up, a garbage bag over her head, doing a mediocre job of keeping her dry on the journey from the main shelter to ours.. “Things are looking pretty cozy over here. You guys behaving?”
Julie giggled. “No. Sit with us Miss Shannon. Tell us stories. John says you know more about Alex then either him or Teri.”
Shannon glared at John who had the good sense to look ashamed, while he rubbed his new girlfriend’s naked shoulders. “John said that?”
“It just slipped,” he muttered piteously.
She sighed, shaking her head. “I don’t suppose you could take your wandering hands off that poor girl long enough to get your old worn out teacher a cup of coffee, Alex?”
I’d completely forgotten about the coffee. I leaned down and gave Lisa a quick kiss. “Give me a minute?”
She smiled. “For Miss Shannon? Take two.”
I hopped up, throwing on my poncho, and stepping out into the pouring rain. It was still coming down in buckets, but the wind was almost reasonable. I retrieved the coffee pot, coffee already mixed in. “It’s going to be strong, almost a quarter of the pot’s boiled away.” I filled Shannon’s cup, then John’s.
Shannon produced a second cup and held it out.
“Is that mine?” I asked.
“For Dan. He’s earned it. For once.”
I filled it for her and looked for my own, filling that one as well. I added another half scoop of coffee, and refilled the pot with rainwater, putting it back on the fire after dragging over some more coals.
Teri had the powdered cocoa out and was putting some in each of the girl’s mugs. “Refills?” she asked.
I got the second pot of boiling water and filled their mugs. Another rain refill, and everyone seemed set. I grabbed the rum canteen and walked down the line, giving everyone a splash. No comment from Shannon, so I gave her a double. She had some catching up to do.
I worked on building up the fire again, until it was too hot to stay near. When I turned around, I saw Teri walking off. “Where’s she going?” I asked.
“Delivering the coffee,” Shannon said, sipping hers. “I’m not moving. First time I’ve been warm all night.”
“Take Teri’s seat. Get under the blanket,” I told her.
“Hardly seems fair, since I just sent her away.”
“She’ll be fine. She’s been nothing but trouble tonight, anyway.”
I took off my poncho, shaking the water out of my hair, before retaking my own place between Julie and Shannon. Lisa slid back up against me.
“Long two minutes,” she said.
I leaned down and kissed her. “Sorry.” I went back to rubbing her shoulders.
Teri showed up and squeezed into where Dominique had been sitting before getting her massage. John had to scoot over a bit, but they managed. She grabbed the end of the blanket and pulled it around her own shoulders.
“A little crazy over there. They’re playing truth or dare by the fire.”
Shannon laughed. “And that’s any worse than topless massages?”
My hands were working the sides of Lisa’s breasts. Caught dead to rights, I wasn’t going to say a thing.
“Stories, Miss Shannon. Spill. We want to know what we’re getting into.”
Teri, of course, was the real trouble maker. “How come you know so much about him, anyway?”
Shannon sighed. “I trust this is all just between us, right?”
Everyone assured her of their eternal silence.
“It’s not that big a deal. Not really. We just like to keep it under wraps. When I first started teaching here, I had a few problems, and our notorious do-gooder couldn’t help but come to the rescue. John too, for that matter. I didn’t know anyone in the area, and Alex’s family welcomed me like a long lost child. His mother and I are good friends now, and I spend a lot of time at their place, especially on the weekends. It’s been that way for over a year now. I knew his old girlfriend pretty well. His father, not as much, he’s overseas most of the time. Gives me and his Mom a lot of time together. I guess I know him as good as anyone, outside of his family.”
Lisa spoke up. “Doesn’t seem that big a deal, not worth keeping a secret.”
“It’s not. But there are always busybodies. If certain people knew I spend almost every weekend at the home of one of my students, tongues would wag. I don’t need that crap.”
“Any good stories?” Julie asked, persistent as a bulldog.
“Lots. But I’m a lot like him. Private. I’m not telling if he doesn’t want me to.”
“He doesn’t mind,” Julie argued. “He promised he’d be an open book. So far all we’ve seen is the cover and the end page. Maybe the introduction.”
“Let me hear it from him.”
I sighed. No getting out of it. “I don’t mind.” I shrugged, giving it some added thought and coming to a new realization. “You know what? I really don’t. John and Teri I’ve known forever. And I figure my girlfriends can know anything they want. I don’t want to keep anything from any of them. Dominique as John’s girlfriend might as well hear it too. Half the stories probably involve him anyway. Tell ’em anything.”
I should have shut up. Turns out Shannon knew every good deed I’d ever done since I was 6 years old, thanks to Mom. She spent the next hour entertaining everyone at my expense, while I took turns massaging the girls. All of them. It started out with Julie and Lisa of course. Then Teri had to get her turn. Shannon decided she wasn’t going to go on until she got a coffee refill and a chance at a massage of her own. I was more than happy to oblige. She didn’t complain once about my perpetual erection trying to drill a hole through her spine.
Teri, as usual, had to upset the cart, complaining that Dominique was hogging two of the four hands doing the massaging. John got dragged into things, massaging Teri, and then Lisa. Dominique figure she deserved a shot with me. After that it was a free for all, every few minutes another beautiful girl between my legs, leaning back against my inevitable hardon, while entertained by Shannon’s seemingly endless tales.
The stories ran the gamut. Some made me seem silly, others, I still was proud of. Shannon told the tale of one of my earliest attempts at righting wrongs, and helping out the weak, when I took on my first bully. Dad was wrong. Sometimes standing up to a bully just got your ass kicked. Especially when you’re seven years old and the bully is 11 and has friends the same age.
“Your Mom said you lost two teeth and got your nose broke for that one. I’m surprised it didn’t get you out of the good deed business.”
“Baby teeth. No big deal.” It had been a big deal. I’d been afraid to go home and cried like a baby.
“He’s a planner, our Boy Scout. His father taught him how to fight dirty, and Alex here took them all on, one at a time, ambushing each and hospitalizing two. Damn seven years old and the terror of the neighborhood. Their parents apparently complained and his father laughed in their faces, threatening to do the same to them for raising bullies.”
“Everyone faces bullies,” Lisa said. “Doesn’t seem like much of a good deed.”
Shannon had a quick answer. “They weren’t bullying him. They were bullying older kids. Girls. Made one of them cry in front of him. That was their mistake. Once the waterworks start, his common sense goes out the window.”
That had my girlfriends teasing me for trying to be a seven year-old superhero. It also got me some nice kissin’ so I wasn’t complaining.
Teri had maneuvered herself in front of me, and had joined the ranks of the topless, as naked as Lisa, with her T-shirt wrapped around her chest. “Do you know how I met him?” she asked Shannon.
“I do. But that’s your story to tell.”
“It’s not a big complicated story. Pretty simple, really. Back in 6th grade I rode my bike to school, at least on nice days. Only a few miles each way. Too long to walk in a reasonable time, but less than 10 minutes on bike.
“I stayed late for theater, and the weather started to get bad. I tried to rush things, and ended up crashing my bike a couple of blocks from school. Bad. My back wheel wouldn’t even turn afterward.
“Alex found me dragging my bike, crying in the rain. I had a bloody knee and probably looked like shit. He stopped and helped me. He was like a real life hero. He put my bike over his shoulders, made me sit on his handlebars, and rode me to my house. He dropped me off, and told me he’d fix my bike. The next morning it was under my carport, working like a charm. I didn’t even know his name.”
Teri was crying, which I thought was a little silly. “It was no big deal, Teri. Anybody would do it.”
“God, Alex! You are such an idiot! Nobody else would do it. Nobody else stopped to help me. It was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for me, and to you it’s no big deal. I remember every moment like it was yesterday. When you stopped, and I was scared, I didn’t know what was going on, in the dark and the rain. You gave me your jacket, checked on my knee, and brushed my tears away, begging me not to cry. You put that stupid bike over your shoulders, when it probably weighed almost as much as you, and insisted that I sit on your handlebars, scared for my life that you wouldn’t be able to handle all the extra weight. I knew it was impossible that you could handle two of us and the bike. Impossible. Hell, you were smaller than me! And yet you did, pedaling hard, riding slowly, talking to me, comforting me, promising me you wouldn’t crash. And keeping your word. As I would learn over the years you always did.”
Shannon gave me a hug. “Give him a break, Teri. He really doesn’t understand why the things he does matters. The idiot believes it’s what men are supposed to do. He’s even managed to con John into thinking the same.”
John wasn’t taking that lying down. “Don’t lump me in with him. I only help when it’s needed. He sees every tiny injustice as a personal challenge. If I didn’t owe him, I’d let him handle most of the crap on his own.”
Shannon laughed. “Bullshit, John Weber. How many hours did you spend on your own, rebuilding my piece of crap old car?”
“Piece of crap? It’s a classic! I had to fix it. It just wasn’t right.”
Teri stood in front of me, then turned and straddled me, dropping her shirt to sit topless in my lap. She put her arms around my neck. “He’s saved my bacon more than once.” She kissed me softly. “That’s why, Alex, you can do no wrong by me, and the sixth grader inside of me will love you until the day I die. You rescued a tired, scared and hurt little girl, and never asked anything in return.”
I let her hug me, stroking her back gently. “I did ask something in return. I wanted to be your friend.”
She laughed, almost hysterically. “You are such a fucking idiot! I had no friends. I was new. You GAVE me friendship, and brought me into your private inner circle. You heaped on the debt, with me owing you more and more, knowing I could never, ever repay you.”
“You’re being silly, Teri. You don’t owe me anything. I helped you because I wanted to. I became friends with you because I liked you.”
Teri turned to Shannon. “Head like a rock. Maybe you can explain it to him.”
Shannon hugged me, giving me a kiss on the cheek. “She’s right, Alex. You can’t do one-way good deeds. You have to let us give back sometimes.”
I turned back to Teri, wondering how my new girlfriends were taking all this. I pulled her away from me holding her at arm’s length, gazing down at her naked torso. Her small breasts that fit her so well, hard little nipples begging for attention. “Can’t you see that holding you here, now, like this, is worth far more than I could ever do for you? One of your kisses is payment enough for 10 years of good deeds.” I pulled her in and kissed her deeply. “There that makes us even until you’re thirty. Now you should get dressed and get off my lap before my girlfriends get jealous.”
Lisa was getting a massage from John, and chose to speak up. “No jealousy here. How about you, Julie?”
“Not with Teri. She gets a pass. Always. She and Miss Shannon, right?”
“That’s what I figure,” the older sister said.
I chuckled, while Teri wiggled in my lap, hugging me even closer. “You better get up anyway. Much more of this, and I won’t be responsible for you losing your cherry.”
She nibbled on my ear. “It’s yours. Right now if you want. I’d let you claim me in front of everybody.”
I peeled her arms off of me, and held her pretty face in my hands, inches from my own. “I don’t deserve you.” I took her shirt, and straightened it out, putting it over her head. She maneuvered her arms into it, before climbing off my lap.
“I mean it, Alex. Whenever you want.”
“I think that’s a private discussion,” I told her.
Julie piped up. “Uh-uh. Nothing behind our backs, you wouldn’t do in front of us. That’s the golden rule.”
Dominique was sitting next to Shannon, but she got up to take Teri’s place, glancing up at Julie. “Ok?”
“Sure,” Julie giggled. “You’re just getting him primed for later.”
She leaned in to me, pulling her bra straps down to expose her smooth shoulders. “So let me see if I got this straight. You’ve rescued Teri, and Miss Shannon, and apparently John too, since he says he owes you, is that right?”
“Rescue’s a strong word. I’ve helped them.” I told her, massaging the back of her neck.
John barked a half-laugh.
“What about Julie and Lisa? Any good deeds there?”
Lisa laughed. “Two cold wet girls whose tents flooded. He shared his with us and took care of us.”
“Come on,” I argued. “That’s not much of a good deed. What man wouldn’t let you two into his tent, storm or not?”
“Ignore the idiot,” Julie said. “He already had two girls in his sleeping bag, but he invited us in, dried us off, gave us his clothes and his sleeping bag and tried to sleep in this stupid blanket.”
Lisa was switching places with Teri, who had John working her shoulders. “That’s what got me, you know,” she said, squeezing in next to Shannon. “Not the campfire, or even letting us in his tent. No. It was giving us the privacy of darkness to wear his shirt, and then making me sit down so he could dry my legs and feet, before telling me to get in his sleeping bag, and watching him fold that stupid blanket around himself by the door, so we could be comfortable.”
Julie laughed. “I know, right? When he turned off that light, huddled by the door, I was going to kill him if he didn’t get in the bag with us.” She poked me. “It was so unfair. He did everything right. Spent twice as long making sure his tent was safe and sturdy. Set it up in the right spot. Bringing extra clothes, towels, blankets. Then giving it all to us, so we’d be warm and comfortable, while he tried to pretend a wet blanket and the cold floor was good enough for him. He didn’t even have a shirt, after giving all of his to us.”
Dominique turned to me, looking up, pressing her breasts against my leg. She definitely had my attention. “Backup. He already had two girls in his sleeping bag?”
Teri giggled. “Yep. Me and Heather. Poor Heather. She was scared to death to ask for help. She’d lied about their relationship and treated him like crap for a year, for no reason at all, and next thing you know she’s standing at the entrance to his tent with me, soaked to the skin and freezing, begging for his help.”
“You were hardly begging,” I reminded her.
“I wasn’t. I knew you’d take care of me. No matter what. She didn’t. But he took us in, got us dried off, gave us dry shirts to wear, and shared his sleeping bag. We were frozen, and he just took us in his arms and held us until we were warm again. Never said a word about the past to Heather. He just held her. He had every right to kick her out and let her fend for herself, after the way she treated him. Instead he told her none of it mattered, and he held us both, while she broke down.
“We were almost naked in his sleeping bag, and he didn’t do anything but hold us until we were warm again.”
Dominique giggled. “Doesn’t seem likely from the way y’all are behaving now.”
Teri laughed. “HE didn’t do anything. Heather and I decided some reward kissing and snuggling was in order. We were half way to ravaging him when those two showed up. I wanted to tell them to find their own friggin’ tent, but the Boy Scout showed up, off to the rescue. Damn it.”
Dominique leaned back against me, and my hands moved down her arms, and across the top of her chest, stopping at the material of her bra. I wasn’t about to maul her tits, no matter how tempting they were. She was John’s. Dammit.
“So everyone here is one of his rescues, except me. But I was rescued last night by John, which I guess makes me a rescue by proxy. Cool. I feel much better now.”
That had the crowd giggling, but it also put the end to that massage while Julie switched places with her.
Shannon started in on another story while I concentrated on making Julie feel good. She had other ideas, turning and facing me, tucking her head into my side. “Rub my back now,” she said.
The little vixen had her hand in my shorts, stroking and squeezing me, hidden by her body. It felt nice, but I was going to have to stop her if it went on much longer.
Dominique was straddling the log beside me, one leg pressed against my rear. I felt her hands move up to my shoulders, rubbing me. “Poor baby. All the good deeds, and all those massages, and nobody takes care of you?” she whispered into my ear. I felt her lips against my earlobe, and a gentle nibble.
This was bad. I turned to face Dominique, and her lips met mine. Just for a moment. She pulled back smiling. “Shhh.” she whispered. “Just enjoy. You’ve earned it. I know I missed my chance.”
I had no idea what Shannon was talking about after that. I was in my own little world, rubbing Julie’s back while she played with my cock, Dominique rubbing my shoulders and neck, kissing my back. I was getting way too worked up. I lifted up Julie, gently moving her hand away from my shorts. “Kiss me, Angel,” I told her.
She rose up on her knees, and kissed me hard. Dominique got up, giving me a little kiss on the neck, before going over to John and evicting Teri from her spot between his legs.
I took a short break after that to tend the fire, and provide drink refills, killing off the Bacardi. My shorts were tenting badly, but I wasn’t concerned. The girls had certainly earned it. I ended up with Lisa back between my legs, topless, facing me, her breasts encasing my aching cock.
Shannon seemed to have no end to her stories, and things were just getting crazier as John broke out his contraband. A bottle of tequila, a salt shaker, and a squeeze lime. I served as a salt lick for whoever was beside me, before the tequila founds its way over. Lisa, Julie and even Teri were all being bad, playing with me when it was their turn in front of me. I wasn’t paying attention to John, I could only hope he was having half as much fun.
I was as bad as the rest of them, openly fondling the girls I had access to. Even Shannon. When she took her turn for the massage, she kept her shirt on, a loose t-shirt. I grabbed the bottom of her shirt in back, and pulled it upward.
“Alex. What are you doing?” she said warningly.
I pulled it up and over her head, until her shoulders were exposed and her shirt was bunched up over her arms, doing a decent job of covering her chest. She leaned forward, still telling tales on me, while I rubbed her soft skin, letting my hands drift down and forward, cupping her breasts.
It was easy to see the booze was hitting her. She was talking slower, sometimes slurring her words. She was letting me fondle her openly, playing with her hard nipples. I’d have to watch out for her. Not enough to stop me from enjoying her.
When the tequila came around Julie leaned over, pressed Shannon’s head forward and sprinkled the salt on the back of her neck. I licked it clean, my hands squeezing her breasts, her hard nipples held by my fingers, all hidden by the shirt and her position.
Lisa had the booze, took a swig of it, then tilted my head back and fed me my share from her mouth.
I was learning that Julie really was the instigator and wild child. She took the salt shaker she’d used on Shannon, pulled up the edge of my shorts and sprinkled the salt not an inch from my hard cock.
“Your shot, Miss Shannon.” She leaned over and turned Shannon toward her, pushing her face down against my leg, my cock pressed against the side of her pretty face. Shannon licked me, more than once, her lips pressing against my skin edging closer to my shaft.
I looked over to see who was watching. John had Dominique sitting in his lap, straddling him, making out like there was no tomorrow. Teri, oddly enough was facing them, her arms around both. Lisa was watching me. She grinned and grabbed my chin, tilting my head back, holding the tequila bottle to my lips. “For Miss Shannon,” she said, tilting it up.
Julie was holding the back of Shannon’s head, pressing her into my crotch. Shannon’s tongue had found its way inside my shorts leg, teasing the side of my cock. I reached down and moved her head back off of me, tilting her face up. I leaned down, placing my mouth over hers, slowly letting the tequila drain into her mouth. She swallowed, then her tongue reached out and licked my lips.
Julie was out of control. She dropped to her knees beside our teacher, and pulled my cock out into the air.
Shannon looked at it for a moment, then at our mischievous friend. “No baby. Not here. Not like this.”
“One suck, and I’ll put it away,” Julie urged.
I almost died when Shannon lowered her mouth over my cock, taking me deep, before pulling off, and covering me up. “You are trouble, aren’t you?” she asked Julie.
Julie giggled, leaning down and shocking all of us by pressing her lips against Shannon’s.
It was too much. I could feel the tequila hitting me hard, and could only imagine how much it was effecting the girls. We were way out of control. And there were a dozen schoolmates not twenty feet away.
I fixed Shannon’s shirt, looking into her glazed eyes. She was bombed. I lifted her up in my arms. “Come on, you. Bed time for everyone.”
She leaned into my arms, hugging me. “I shouldn’t, Alex.”
“Tent. Now. All of us.”
I held onto Shannon, while she swayed. Shit. I wasn’t going to walk her through the crowd next door like this. I turned to Lisa and Julie. “I’m taking Shannon the long way, behind the shelters. I’ll meet you at our tent.
I put my poncho over Shannon, a job in itself, and walked with her behind the shelters, back to my tent, getting soaked in the process. Julie and Lisa were waiting for me. I took my poncho back, and left Shannon with my new girlfriends, heading back to the fire to clean up.
The other three were still there, and I was more than a little surprised to see Teri sitting in John’s lap kissing him. Dominique was beside them but she stood and walked to me, pulling my head down and kissing me like we were long lost lovers. She was tall, only a couple of inches shorter than me, and hugged me close. “Damn, you guys are wild. I had no idea.”
I chuckled, kissing her softly. “Me neither. This is all new.”
She reached between us, giving my cock a squeeze. “Are you fucking all of them?”
I shook my head. “Just the sisters.”
“Who was number six, then, if not Teri or Miss Shannon? And none of that bullshit Julie was trying to feed me.”
“Heather.”
She kissed me again, her hand stroking me. “If you asked John, I bet we could all fit in your tent. It might be crowded but it could be a lot of fun.”
“What’s the deal with Teri?” I asked, deflecting the offer.
“I guess she’s known him almost as long as you. Long stifled urges.” She pouted. “I might be his fantasy, but she has her hooks in him deep, just like in you. You would have chosen her over the others, wouldn’t you?”
“I don’t know. Probably. There’s a lot of history.”
“Same with him. Poor baby came in his shorts when she kissed him.” She sighed. “You either need to take her with you, or take me. And soon.”
“God, Dominique. You’re killing me. Do you know how long and badly I’ve wanted you?”
“No. That’s the problem isn’t it? If I’d known, it would be me riding you all night long, and not those devil sisters.”
“But I’ve got two brand new girlfriends waiting, and you’re with my best friend now.”
She sighed, leaning into me. “I know.” She held me while I looked over at my friends. “He really is a great guy.” Teri was wriggling in John’s lap, still kissing him, but she was watching me.
“I’m going to go get Teri now,” I told Dominique.
“I know. We missed our chance. This is not a onetime offer, you know. If things should change between you and your playthings, keep me in mind, Ok?”
I was curious. “Why now, Dominique? Every other time I’ve tried to spend time with you, show you some attention, you completely shut down.”
She blushed. “You’re pretty intimidating, Alex. I don’t suppose you know that. Your past, with all those women. Now I know that a lot of that was rumor, but I didn’t know it before. I didn’t want to be a notch on your belt. I don’t have a ton of experience with guys, and the ones I’ve been with were…different. I was in control. I knew it wouldn’t be like that with you. You were fascinating, but kind of scary. You made me so damn nervous.”
“But not now?”
“No. Once I got to know you a little, and see how your girls are around you, I went from nervous to jealous, and now a little sad that I missed my chance. God, the more I learn about you, the more I could kick myself. Don’t take me off your list. If anything changes…”
I kissed her again. “Count on it.” I gave her one last hug. “I’m going to grab my stuff and get Teri. I’ll leave you two alone.”
She smiled at me, wistfully, and gave me a last kiss on the cheek. “Don’t forget me,” she said softly, turning back toward John.
I gave Teri a ‘come here’ gesture, and she peeled herself away from John, grinning. “Later, big guy,” she said, and came skipping over to me like a little girl.
“You’re being bad,” I told her, pulling her into my arms.
“Not really. We’re just playing.”
“You’ve got Dominique jealous.”
She looked surprised. “Really? How cool is that!”
I gave her a swat on the rear. “Not cool at all, Trouble.”
She pouted. “Party pooper. We going to your tent to play now?”
“After we pick up.”
She rolled her eyes. “You’ve always got to be so damn responsible, don’t you.”
“C’mon. It’ll take us two minutes, and then we have the whole night ahead of us.”
I lied. It took us closer to 10 minutes to gather up the mugs, empty the coffee pots, gather up the blanket, and knock down the fire. It was till raining, but lightly, and there was almost no wind to contend with.
John and Dominique left for his tent while we were cleaning up. I really hoped things worked out for them, but I didn’t have high hopes. Not the way she’d been behaving. “Later, you and I are gonna talk,” I told Teri, as we left the fire.
“About John?” she asked.
“Yep.”
I passed by Max and Wendy. She was sitting in his lap while they chatted. “The other shelter’s empty,” I told him. “For that matter, looks like the worst of the storm is over. Your tent might be an even better choice.”
I didn’t stick around for an answer. I had my own tent full of beauties waiting, and another by my side.
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