The Sister, Part 29
Part 29
Similar to when we had been out on the boat, I was a little bit nervous when Jessica handed me a drink. Considering how much her sister had managed to toy with me when I was stone cold sober, even a single mixed drink felt like a bad idea. Granted, Natalie was drinking as well, but still.
Our time on the porch wasn’t particularly eventful. With all three of us sitting out there, Natalie knew better than to risk much. She still found several moments to shoot me a flirty gaze or a subtle smirk, which felt more like my fault than hers; I shouldn’t have been glancing her way in the first place. Meanwhile, Jessica was oblivious to everything. She just answered some more of her sister’s questions about what college was like, and asked Natalie about her own plans.
The eighteen year old was going to a state school, and had no clue what her major was going to be. I could already imagine her partying every weekend and hooking up with people left and right. Quickly shaking a couple visuals from that latter thought, I tried my best to play it cool when Natalie giggled in response to Jessica informing her that I hadn’t settled on a major, either. “We have so much in common!” she chirped.
“Uh huh. Except he actually gets decent grades in the meantime,” Jessica scoffed.
Natalie didn’t seem particularly offended. According to her, life is too short to waste time studying. Not when she could be having fun instead. Her tone wasn’t lost on me.
Other than Natalie’s idle flirting and my efforts to pretend that nothing was going on right in front of my girlfriend, the evening was arguably the most ‘normal’ things had been since her arrival. Beautiful summer evening weather, a view of the lake, and a well deserved vacation with my girlfriend. And her sister. I tried my best to enjoy the calm before the storm, as I was sure that there was more to come.
Around 11 PM, Jessica decided to call it a night. That made sense. While I had been studying for a couple midterms over the last week, she had been responsible for writing three rather lengthy and involved papers. She had also driven us up to the lakehouse on top of all that. Add a few drinks to the mix, and I wasn’t really surprised she was going to bed so early.
“You two can stay out if you want,” she said, “My bedroom’s on the opposite side. Just take it easy on the alcohol, Natalie.”
“No promises!” she grinned.
Of course, I had already resolved that any one on one time with Natalie was dangerous. If she could successfully seduce me in the kitchen when Jessica was wide awake and nearby, I didn’t want to imagine what she was capable of out here after my girlfriend went to bed. I could feel myself slightly stirring below the waist as I imagined the younger girl stripping down and bending over the railing for me. Looking back with that sultry pout and reminding me, ‘You still have one more hole to fuck.’
Damnit. “I think I’ll turn in, too,” I said. Not that I could stand up quite yet. My shorts would give away my momentary arousal. Thankfully, my nerves were making it fairly easy to will it away.
Natalie just sighed. “I see how it is. Jess, he doesn’t want to hang out with me!”
“Poor you,” Jessica rolled her eyes, “I wonder if it has anything to do with the whining?”
“Literally, rude! Babe, how can you let her talk to me like that?!”
“Don’t call him that . . . ”
They weren’t actually fighting over me, though that didn’t stop the fucked up fantasy to cross my mind for a moment. Natalie really had done a number on me. Deciding that removing myself from the situation was the best call, I stood up and slightly turned away from Jessica as I picked up my empty glass. I was fairly confident that the front of my shorts was back to normal, yet it somehow felt better to risk Natalie seeing the hint of arousal than trying to explain it to my girlfriend.
At the same time, I wasn’t looking at the younger sister. I focused on the door in front of me and headed inside. By the time Jessica came in behind me, I was for sure fine. She told me that Natalie wasn’t tired, and was going to stay out there. Turns out, only one of them is bold in the kitchen; Jess merely gave me a goodnight peck on the cheek, as she was still trying to avoid potential PDA when family was around. Though she and Natalie had a lot of physical similarities, clearly only one of them enjoyed the public risk.
I wasn’t actually that tired. After heading upstairs and stepping into my room, I closed the door behind me and checked to see if it magically now had the ability to be locked. No dice. Just a basic bedroom door knob. I closed the blinds before changing, as the last thing that I needed was for Natalie to shinny up the side of the house and see me changing through the window. It would be a lot easier to see everything now that it was dark outside.
Just to be extra safe, I stepped into the private bathroom to take off my shorts and put on an athletic pair that would be more comfortable to sleep in. Since I was the only guy this weekend, I had been given a bedroom that offered a little more privacy in terms of taking a shower and so on. Originally, I told Jess that I would be fine with a guest bath down the hall, though now I was grateful to have my own space.
As I had already learned, and would continue to learn, such privacy worked to Natalie’s advantage as well.
When I was done changing and brushing my teeth, I stepped back into the main room. And, at almost the exact same time, she let herself in from the hallway door . . . wearing nothing but a towel.
“Hey, babe,” she murmured, “Jess is using our bathroom. Mind if I shower in yours?”