“Hang on, or I’m not going to be any use to you.”
She gave me a grin as she realized what I was saying. I gathered myself and was ready to go again. This time I was in control. I needed to bring her off fast, so my right hand circled around her pelvis so that I could touch her sex. She whimpered and cried as she got close. I leaned over her and nipped her ear.
“I love you too,” I whispered.
As soon as I said it, her orgasm hit, and when she jerked her head back to scream I felt I was already there. I felt the release that overtook all my senses. I heard myself scream.
“GOOODDD!”
We collapsed with my body draped over hers. We then got the giggles. I slid off and she crawled onto my chest.
“I should’ve dumped your brother a long time ago.”
I tried to lift my head.
“Are you telling me my brother isn’t as good in the sack as I am?”
“Oh, my, someone’s ego is about to be too big for his own good. I’m not sure I should answer that question.”
“Tell you what: you take whichever of us is better in bed to the party tonight.”
“Let’s put it this way: your brother has more moves than you, but he doesn’t have your equipment.”
I grinned.
“I can live with that. With you teaching me, I’m sure I’ll learn the moves.”
She smacked my butt.
“Ouch!”
“Get your lazy butt out of bed and come take a shower with me,” she ordered.
Smirking, I took a deep breath and nodded. Still, it took me another thirty seconds before I had enough energy to sit up, but once I did, Cindy led me by the hand out of my bedroom and into the bathroom. Cindy climbed in first and I followed behind her. I was already half-aroused again. Cindy turned around.
“Does that thing ever rest?”
“Not when your gorgeous bod is anywhere near it,” I said as I gave her my best leer.
There’s something indescribably sexy about the way a girl’s hair gets swept back and plastered to her scalp when wet. I grabbed the shampoo and slowly worked it in. She moaned as I massaged her scalp. I rinsed the shampoo out and I found myself holding my breath while I just watched her soaping up her body. Once she was lathered up, she leaned back into me and I used my hands to clean every inch of her.
It was her turn to do me. We couldn’t seem to stop giggling as we played grab-ass. We quickly dressed and got ready for the party.
While we were dressing, she got a little bashful.
“David?”
“Hmm?”
“Did you say you loved me?”
My head snapped around and I saw her smirk at me.
“Yes, I did, but I think someone else said it first.”
“Will you say it again?”
I thought about it for a moment.
“I’m sure I will, but I don’t want to scare you. I think we both were just reacting to the orgasms. There should probably be a 48-hour rule. ‘I love you’ doesn’t count if it’s said within 48 hours of an orgasm.”
“Good rule. I love you.”
My whole day got better.
“I love you too.”
Chapter 22 – Free Agent
Saturday October 12
We went to Cindy’s house so that she could change. I was watching ESPN and catching up on college football games when she came down. She was wearing her version of the little black dress. I was glad she’d picked out my clothes or I would’ve looked totally underdressed. She had me wear a fitted oxford short-sleeve blue-and-white striped dress shirt with tan pleated slacks and boat shoes with no socks. Not my normal style, but like every other girl I’ve met, she enjoyed picking out my clothes. Who was I to argue? She bought them.
“Cindy, you look spectacular. Every guy there is going to be jealous when they see you with me at the party tonight.”
“Why thank you, David. Are you ready to go?”
“Absolutely.”
WE PULLED INTO TRACY’S neighborhood and found the party at a huge home at the end of a cul-de-sac. The street was blocked off and there was valet parking. Not what you’re thinking: band guys were parking the cars, and they kept the keys in case anyone was too drunk to drive home. Cindy slipped onto my arm and we walked up the street to the front door. The music blared and you could feel the beat of the bass through the closed door.
We walked into a huge living room with twelve-foot ceilings and marble-tiled floors. All the furniture had been pushed back against the walls. In one corner there was an area set aside with a drum set and amps. It looked like the band would provide the entertainment later. For now, there were a couple of people working as DJs and they played electronic dance music.
The one thing I noticed was that everyone was dressed for the party. Cindy wasn’t the only one rocking the little black dress. We walked through the party to see who was there and slowly worked our way to the back patio. On the way, we stopped and chatted briefly with several people we knew. When we reached the patio, there was a full bar setup, which had three taps with different beers. The marching band parents pitched in for the bar setup each year, and this was rumored to be one of the best parties of the year.
The bar worked on a donation system. They technically couldn’t sell alcohol, but you could buy tickets for a raffle. You had the option of using your tickets to ‘buy’ drinks and bypass the raffle. I bought $40 worth of tickets; that netted me 10 tickets. While I did that, Cindy found Suzanne and Beth. I interrupted them for a second to take drink orders and become their waiter for the night. They all wanted lemon drop martinis. I ordered a tonic with lime. I had never seen a martini made and was surprised when it was all alcohol. A couple of those and the girls would feel no pain.
When I got back, Kevin and Luke were talking to the three girls with their dates Mona and Kim. I asked them what they wanted and came back with their drinks. All four of them picked beer. When I made it back, they had taken over the pool-area tables and pushed them together. I went over to the ticket booth and bought another batch of tickets. I gave everyone another ticket and officially was done being everyone’s waiter.
Suzanne and Cindy saved me a seat between them. I sat down and they both kissed me on a cheek and grabbed a hand to hold. Kevin shook his head.
“Double D, you’re the only guy I know that can get dumped in such a spectacular fashion in the afternoon and by that night have the two hottest girls at Lincoln High School hanging on your arms.”
“You leave David alone. We’ve all been waiting for him to become a free agent,” Beth scolded Kevin.
Luke went to his friend’s rescue.
“Come on, Beth. You have to admit that these two are smoking hot. It’s almost an embarrassment of riches. You know I love David like a brother, but he’s a freshman.”
Suzanne looked at both Kevin and Luke.
“You boys forgot one thing: he’s Greg Dawson’s brother, and Greg’s been teaching him to be a Dawson.”
Luke choked on his beer, and it took the rest of the table a moment to figure out what she meant. I saw Kim whisper to Luke and he had to explain it to her. She turned bright red. I winked at Kevin and he shook his head.
Then the moment I dreaded finally arrived: Tracy and Jim were at the bar. I hadn’t noticed, but Cindy squeezed my hand and used her chin to point them out. I just shrugged and continued my conversation with Suzanne.
“Hey, just so you know, your brother’s here.”
She spotted them in line. I gave her two tickets.
“He didn’t see that he needed to buy tickets. Why don’t you slip these to him so he doesn’t look silly on his big date?”
“Why would you do that?”
“Simple: he didn’t ask to be in the middle of this, and he’s your brother.”
She surprised me and gave me a serious kiss that left me toe-curled.
“Thank you, David.”
I turned back to Cindy and I saw the look she and Beth gave me. They’d both overheard what was said. Beth was about to say something when Gary turned up. He pulled up a chair and Beth gave him a peck on the cheek.