But the idea that she was inaccessible made my cock throb and bulge in my pants. I tried to play it cool though.
“That actually might be a good idea. I don’t know if I can get him to the car by myself and he’s becoming dead weight.”
“I’d love to help,” Chrissy said and her eyes blazed with something I couldn’t decipher. “Maybe we should take him through the side yard so my dad won’t see.”
Now she was talking. “I concur with that suggestion one hundred percent,” I said. It was obvious that she didn’t want to piss off her no-nonsense father any more than I did.
After a lot of huffing, puffing, and sweating, we finally got Jack to the car.
“Well at least I’m getting my workout for the day,” Chrissy chuckled.
“Ain’t that the truth?” I panted, and I was in great shape.
But looking at Chrissy’s toned and tanned body; it was obvious that she took care of herself too. She had great curves in all the right places. So different from the scrawny kid she’d been back when I knew her.
I helped her gently toss Jack into the back seat where he slumped and sagged for a moment before he fell over completely and spilled into the whole backseat.
I ran around to the driver’s side to crank up the AC. It felt like a million degrees out here in the direct sun, and the hot car that had been sitting out in the daylight for so long was the equivalent of hot molten lava in a volcano as far as I was concerned.
It had been nice sitting in the hammock under the tree. I had a newfound respect for the shade after this little episode.
“I think we’re locked and loaded,” I called out to Chrissy who jumped in the car beside me.
“I’m ready when you are. This sure is fun.”
Before we even pulled out of the neighborhood I could hear Jack snoring from the backseat. Chrissy looked over her shoulder so she obviously heard it too.
“Well, at least he’s still alive.” She shook her head.
“Yeah, let’s try to keep it that way,” I said. “I’m sure his commanding officer or whatever wouldn’t be too happy if he didn’t make it on the boat.”
“I think Jack’s under a lot of pressure.” Chrissy’s expression grew serious. “He wants to please my father but you know how hard that can be. And Daddy was not happy when Jack decided to go into the Navy instead of into the family business.”
She turned and looked out the window.
After a few minutes of comfortable silence, Chrissy turned back and looked at me with those big blue eyes. Fuck, she was adorable and gorgeous.
“You know, you never answered me about why you moved away.”
I sighed and stared straight ahead at the road.
“Oh, come on,” she said playfully, with only a twinge of aggression. “I just told you about how my dad puts pressure on us. You can talk to me about anything.”
“I guess you’re right.” I smiled back at her. “To tell you the truth, the reason we moved away was because my dad got really sick.”
“Oh my goodness,” she gasped, and placed a hand to her chest. “I’m so sorry, Adam! I had no idea. I wish you guys would have told us.”
“Well, my mom didn’t want any pity, or at least that’s what she told me.” I shrugged. “He died of pancreatic cancer a few months after we moved away.”
“That’s so terrible. I had no idea…” Chrissy trailed off.
“I know it was hard on my mom to go from living in a huge house in the suburbs to living in an apartment downtown.”
“I’m sure it was hard on you too.” She placed a warm hand gently on my thigh.
“It was, but my mom had it worse. I went to college to escape the pain.”
She held her hand in place and it was all I could do not to turn just a little and push myself into it.
I clenched my jaw and thought about how I couldn’t fuck up this job opportunity. I really needed the money so I could give my mom the lifestyle that she so desperately deserved and wanted to have back. She was great at playing the role of suburban house wife and the rug had unfairly been pulled out from under her. I knew she missed my dad like crazy too.
A few minutes later we arrived at Jack’s apartment complex. “Ready to scoop him out?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be.”
“You’re so cute,” I said.
She feigned shock. “Are you flirting with me, Mr. Gardner?” She batted her eyes outrageously. Damn, she was both cute and funny. Add those to the hot body, it was a killer combination.
“Maybe,” I said in a low voice. I opened the back door. “Okay, I’m going to pull him up and drag him out this way. Can you get a shoulder under his arm when I stand him up?”
“Roger that.” Chrissy nodded. I pulled Jack’s arms, and she helped me by pulling his legs forward. He slid out pretty smoothly for such a big guy, and we were able to get his arms draped over our shoulders.
We carefully moved him to his apartment, which was thankfully on the first floor. I got the keys out of his pants pocket and unlocked the door.
“I can’t believe he’s been passed out this whole time,” Chrissy marveled. We lowered him to his couch, and he snorted a little but didn’t really react.
“Yeah, he’s really out,” I agreed.
She threw a blanket over him. “Let’s lean him on his side in case he pukes,” she said, trying to move him.
“You know, you’re a really good sister to him,” I said. “Not everyone has that in their lives.”
“Thanks!” She beamed at the compliment.
We put a glass of water and some aspirin, a big bowl, and a plate with some sausage and crackers on the table next to him, then left him there, hoping that in a few hours he would wake up and shake off the hangover.
The ride back to Chrissy’s house was laced with sexual tension. I pulled up into the driveway and she hopped out, looking at me with teasing, taunting eyes.
I thought about asking her if I could come in for a night cap. But I knew I had to go home and get some shut eye. I was to start work at Monroe the next day..
Plus, I could tell she knew she had me wrapped around her little finger. I didn’t want to let on how much I was dying to fuck her. I planned to strike when it was hot and be the one to make the first move.
“Okay, well I’ll see you around then.” She tossed me a wink and closed the door.
She wanted me. It was obvious.
Good, because I wanted her too.
“Hey, Chrissy?” I shouted out the passenger window.
She turned back, her hair swinging over her shoulders. She was still just wearing the bikini top, and the combination of that silky blonde hair falling over those firm, high breasts, was almost too much for me. She looked at me expectantly.
“See you around soon.”
She raised her eyebrows at me as she said, “Yeah, maybe.”
What a fucking tease. She knew what turned me on. The chase. And I loved that she was making me go after her.
I stared at her ass the whole way until she disappeared into the house. I drove off with a tug in my heart and an erection in my pants.
I hoped I really would be seeing her again soon. I wasn’t sure how long I could wait.
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When I got home, I couldn’t help but continue to let my thoughts about Chrissy wander. I unzipped my fly and pulled out my cock, which I wish she would come ride on right about now.
Stroking my hand up and down on it, I thought about how it would feel to slide it into her slick, tight little pussy. When I left, she had been a young teenager and now she was a young woman. A woman, but barely.
I had to admit, the thought of fucking the little girl next door turned me on more than anything had in a long time. I jerked myself off while thinking of her down on her knees, taking my hard cock in my mouth. Right when I was about to cum, she would sit on my lap and let me fuck her while I squeezed her hot, curvy ass.
Just the thought of it was enough to make me cum. Ev
en though I was in my room alone, I was a little embarrassed at how badly I wanted Chrissy. Girls didn’t usually have this much power over me. I would have to stay away from her just to make sure I could control myself.
I told myself I could just think about her. I didn’t have to be with her, or that would be letting myself go too much. Also, her dad would kill me, and I really needed this job with him.
I could just imagine— I didn’t have to actually do it. But I knew it would be easier said than done, and I wasn’t sure my cock was going to settle for just my hand when what it really wanted was that pussy of hers.
Chapter 3 – Chrissy
“So I didn’t see much of you at the party yesterday.”
Raina gave me a look I knew too well, that she suspected something. Raina was my best friend since childhood, and we currently shared an apartment close to our college campus. She was also home for the summer.
“Well…you know Adam Gardner is back in town?” I grinned.
“Adam Gardner?” Raina smirked at me. “As in the same Adam Gardner who used to live across the street from you and you’ve had a crush on since you were like five?”
I sighed and slathered some fresh sunscreen onto my legs, relishing the way it made them shimmer under the light of the sun. “Yep, that Adam Gardner.”
“So…what’s the gossip then?” Raina asked with an edge of impatience.
“There is no gossip,” I said defiantly.
“Oh, come on.” She threw a plastic beach ball at me that had drifted next to her on her pink flamingo float. I was lying on an alligator one.
“What?” I grinned.
“I saw the way you looked at him yesterday.” She raised an eyebrow.
“Then why the hell are you acting like you don’t know what’s going on?” I laughed.
“I just wanted to hear you admit it.” Raina grinned and splashed some water at me.
I shrieked. “You bitch.” I giggled as I tossed water at her too, soaking both of us.
“There might be something between us,” I admitted a few moments later after a little silence.
“Oh yeah?” Raina drew up her sunglasses to glance at me.
“Maybe,” I said dreamily and looked down at the water. “He is so fucking sexy. I helped him bring Jack home last night.”
“Oh yeah. I forgot about that. Jack was hammered.”
“Yeah, a little too much. Anyway, I don’t know. I felt maybe…a spark or something with Adam.” I shrugged, trying to play it cool.
“Cute or not,” Raina said sternly, “I think he’s off limits.”
“What do you mean?” I asked as we both jumped off our floats and toweled off. I laid my towel down on one of the pool deck chairs and she plopped hers down beside me.
“Well…you know about the bro code and all.” Raina shrugged and ran the towel through her wet hair.
“No,” I shook my head. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Raina hesitated.
“Well spit it out then,” I said in frustration. “Why can’t I have Adam?”
Raina scoffed. “You act like he’s some prized possession you won.”
I sat up in the chair. “Are you jealous or something?”
Raina belted out a prideful laugh. “What the fuck do I have to be jealous of? It’s not like you’re in serious relationship with him, or in any relationship at all with him for that matter.”
“Well then what did you mean by ‘bro code?’” I asked, doing air quotes.
Raina sighed. “Chrissy, I love you and you know that, but sometimes you don’t look at the facts.”’ She tossed me a hard glance. “No guy who has any sense whatsoever is going to date their best friend’s sister, and his little sister at that.”
I scoffed. “What the hell are you talking about? I’ve never heard something so lame.”
“It’s true!” Raina sat up too. “It’s almost like… incest or something.” She tossed her long, straight dark brown hair over her shoulder in disgust.
I stared off into space for a moment. Could she actually be right about this? “No,” I shook my head. “That kind of shit isn’t real. That’s like movie stuff.”
“Believe me, it is.” Raina nodded adamantly and then sat back on the deck chair.
We sat in silence for a few minutes while I stewed over this new information and tried to digest it.
“So, are you saying he doesn’t like me?”
Raina glanced over at me and her expression softened. “No babe, that’s not what I’m saying at all. I’m just saying that Adam would probably be too hesitant about the bro code to actually act on anything with you. He wouldn’t want to risk Jack’s friendship.”
She raised her arms over her head and sighed as she looked back over the edge of the pool. “I’m just trying to look out for you, that’s all. You know I’m always a hundred percent on your team.”
“Yeah I know,” I said and watched the floats skirt across the pool from the soft breeze. Raina and I had grown up together too, and now we were college roommates. We spent so much time together it was ridiculous, and I needed her by my side as my constant cheerleader.
Suddenly I had a revelation that could work in my favor. “Well, none of this will matter anyway,” I said proudly.
“Oh yeah? Why is that?” Raina scratched her leg and didn’t look back at me.
“Because,” I pressed on. “Did you not forget that Jack is about to go out to sea for a really long time? He won’t even be here to know whether something is going on between Adam and me.”
I thought I had it all figured out, a perfect fool-proof plan in order to have my cake and eat it too. With the protective big brother out to sea, that gave me plenty of time to have fun with Adam while it lasted.
“I’m not saying I want to marry the guy,” I said. “I just want to have some fun with him.”
“Fun is overrated.” Raina laughed, ever the sensible one.
“Oh, what do you know anyway?” I teased.
“Even if I had all the answers it’s apparent that you aren’t going to listen to me or heed any of my advice.”
“What advice have you given me?” I asked, perplexed.
“None I guess.” Raina looked over at me. “But I think you should leave this one alone. I know he probably seems even more attractive because he’s a challenge, but trust me, it’s not worth the trouble.”
“I don’t know what exactly you mean by trouble,” I said.
Raina went silent for a moment. “There’s one aspect, and it’s a big one, that you seem to forget here Chrissy.”
“Oh yeah and what would that be?” I said, slightly annoyed now.
“Um…your father?” Raina looked at me as if I were stupid.
My heart collapsed through my toes. Shit. My father. She was right.
Still, I had to save face. “I’m not gonna worry about it. I can handle my dad.”
Raina peered at me as if she were trying to dissect my emotions and peel off the layers. “Okay,” she said. “If you say so. But I know that Mr. Gary Monroe is not a force to be trifled with.”
She was right, but I just bit my tongue and lay back in the chair, making up shapes and animals from the white fluffy trees. I needed anything as a distraction.
Chapter 4 – Adam
I’d just hung up the phone after a long but pleasant conversation with my mother. She’d been giving me one of her famous pep talks, trying to flesh out advice on how I should behave on my first day on the job tomorrow.
“Now Adam,” she’d said, “you want to try to impress the bosses so work as hard as you can.”
“But mom, I am one of the bosses.” I’d tried to explain to her my job description as one of the lead developers. “Trust me, no one wants me to succeed more than I do right now.”
“I’m not sure about that, sweetie,” Mom had chuckled into the phone. Of course, I knew she was my biggest fan.
“I’ll be fine, Mom,” I told her. “Top dog in no t
ime, you’ll see.”
If there was anything I lacked, it certainly wasn’t confidence.
I was sitting at my office, staring blankly at my laptop. My thoughts were all on Chrissy at the moment, her beautiful long silky hair and her bright blue eyes that twinkled when she talked about something she cared about.
Granted, she was still five years younger than me and she was after all, my best friend’s little sister. You just didn’t lust after your best friend’s little sister; it was just the rules or something.
But Jack was leaving, headed off to the deep blue sea, and he would be none the wiser to anything I started up with his precious little sister. I couldn’t help but wonder how we’d be as a couple, and the thought actually thrilled me. I couldn’t get her, or her sexy body, out of my head.
I sighed and leaned back in my chair, ran my hands through my hair and rubbed the stubble on my face. I already felt bogged down with the pressure from the new job and I hadn’t even it started yet.
Chrissy sure had grown up over the years, and matured into her body. I shut my eyes and imagined what it would feel like to have my fingertips graze her soft thighs.
I had to stop this, push it all to the back of my mind.
But she wasn’t a little girl anymore, and if I wanted to fuck her and she wanted to fuck me, then who was going to stop us? It certainly wasn’t a crime.
She had been flirty with me at the party and the fact that she wanted to tag along to take Jack home also must have meant something. I pounded my fist on my forehead.
Luckily, my phone dinged with a text message, distracting me at least for the moment.
Want to get a drink after work? Celebrate your new job?
It was my friend Chad. During college and even after, every time I’d come back into town we’d met up at our favorite neighborhood bar.
Did I want to go out on the eve of starting my new job? I could just go for a beer or two and head home with no harm done. And I wanted to catch up with Chad.
My phone chimed again, alerting me that Chad had texted me again. There should be some hot college girls there; I heard it was some kind of college night. $2 mojitos or something.
I could see Chad’s mischievous grin in my mind. He was always up for a challenge and was almost constantly on the prowl for the next hot chick.
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