The Agreement
35 Breaking Up is Hard to Do
RENEE PUT HER TOP ON and I loaned her a T-shirt for the drive to Brenda’s. We hung around all our friends but everyone knew that Renee was my date. Oh, we had fun in the pool and switched partners back and forth, but when we got out of the pool and headed back to the house, Renee’s hand was in mine.
“Renee, may we borrow your date for five minutes? I promise we won’t break him.” Jen said as she and Courtney came up to us.
“Sure, Jen. Courtney, you’d better collect your birthday kiss. If you want a little privacy, go over behind the hot tub. As long as you don’t make a lot of noise, no one will know you’re there. I have to talk to Brenda for a few minutes anyway,” Renee said. She gave me a peck on the cheek and walked away. That was easy. Jen and Court had my hands and practically dragged me behind the hot tub. Renee was right. We were enough lower that no one could see us and if we were quiet, the jets would drown out whatever we were talking about.
“Happy birthday, Courtney,” I said. “I didn’t get to celebrate with you last year. I’m so glad the end-of-year party coincided with your birthday.”
“Yeah, here I am. Sweet sixteen and never been—a lot of things that I hope to remedy. Kissed just doesn’t happen to be one of them. But Brian, you can be the first to kiss me when I’m sixteen.”
“Really? Jen, haven’t you taken care of our sweet girlfriend?”
“Nope. I’ve been teasing her, but I kept her for you.”
“Lovers, let’s all do it together,” I whispered. Both girls grinned after a second or two getting our heads turned right, the lips of all three of us came together, quickly followed by our tongues. “Were you the first baby of summer, sweetheart?” I asked.
“No. Technically summer started someplace early in the morning on the twenty-first. But Mom has never stopped telling me that because she was in labor the entire day, June twentieth will always be the longest day of the year for her. She reminds me that I made her labor through the longest and hottest day of the year in order to get me out.” We all laughed at Courtney’s dramatic rendering of Crystal’s statement. “I told her she should have greased the tube. I love a water slide,” Courtney laughed. Then we kissed again.
“Are you guys having fun staying with Samantha this weekend?”
“Tons of fun. But I didn’t let her kiss me this morning, either. I think she’s planning to correct that tonight.”
“Me kissing Sam was part of how I teased Court,” Jen laughed.
“And I am so horny! Can we kiss again before your date comes to reclaim you?” Court and Jen both pushed my hands down to squeeze their butts while we kissed.
That’s what we were doing when Renee found us.
“Let’s see,” Brenda said as she prowled around the downstairs family room where we were all sitting after dinner. We all knew by now what was going to happen and I hung my head willing her away from me. I’d been first every year for three years. I just knew… “Brian and Renee. You two have been so close to each other all day that I don’t really think you need a closet. Did you really shower together?” I opened my mouth in horror. How did she know that?
“We had our swimsuits on,” Renee complained. “Come on. What’s the big deal? We all showered together out by the pool.”
“Oh,” Brenda said knowingly. “Well, since it was just a pool shower kind of thing, you two get seven minutes in heaven.” Damn! I knew that’s what it was going to be. Hell, Renee and I had been holding hands and kissing all day. We’d lathered each other with soap and she jerked me off in the shower. What were we going to do in a closet for seven minutes?
We were pushed into the closet and the door no more than closed behind us when Renee was trying to get my t-shirt off me.
“Renee? What’s going on?”
“I told you I’d collect later. Touch me, Brian. Feel me, I’ve already got my shirt off.” My shirt came over my head and Renee’s hot boobs pressed against my skin.
“Renee, we’ve only got seven minutes. They could open the door any time. Do you really want them to find us like this?”
“I took care of that. Please, Brian? Suck my nipples. Rub my pussy. Please, please, please make me come!”
With Renee rubbing her bare breasts against my chest and planting little kisses all over my face as she ground against me, my brain short-circuited again. She had on a little pair of cotton stretch shorts and as soon as I touched her between her legs, I realized there was nothing under them but Renee. They molded right up into her crotch and were soaked with her juices in seconds. I kissed her hard and passionately as I rubbed her and I could tell she’d been climbing toward this the whole afternoon and she was accelerating as I bent to catch a nipple in her mouth.
“And times up!” Brenda shouted outside the door. Oh shit! “Fuck! The doorknob came off! We can’t get the door open!”
“We need a big screwdriver,” Carl said outside the door. “The other part of the handle fell off inside the closet. Hey, you guys. You might have to find the handle and push it through. We’re working on it!”
“Suck me. Kiss me. Touch me,” Renee whispered to me. After faltering a moment, I realized Renee had taken care of everything and I decided to make it worth her while. “We’ll try to find it. It’s dark in here,” she called out. Her voice sounded on the edge of panic. Or at least on the edge.
I struggled with definitions in my mind as I continued to finger her through her shorts and suck and nip at her nipples. Whatever argument I was having with myself, I lost and my left hand slid down inside her shorts and over her cheeks. I kept the fabric over her pussy with my hand but let the back of her shorts fall low enough that I could easily knead and stroke her bare bottom. Renee’s whimpering was getting louder and she was making no effort to restrain herself. Her shorts were soaked. I went for broke and slid my finger down her crack between her butt cheeks. I’d decided the definition of genitals did not include her asshole. I no more that touched her there than Renee’s orgasm started and her whimpers turned into straight out screaming.
“Oh God, yes! Do it! Do it! YES!” she screamed. I bit a nipple lightly and she screamed again. “Yes!” I moved my lips up to hers and she grabbed my head to crush my mouth to hers. I didn’t move my hands away from her pussy and her butt. She clenched against me repeatedly and I felt my right hand soaked in her juices. “Yes,” she whispered, at last. “I’ve wanted that ever since I kissed you in your room this morning. Thank you.” We slowly disentangled ourselves. I was rock hard, but I didn’t care. Renee’s orgasm was unlike anything I’d ever witnessed. She still had her T-shirt in her hand and pulled it on while I hunted for mine. I heard the door rattling and someone say “Got it.” I was still on my hands and knees looking for my shirt when the door finally opened and light poured into the closet. I grabbed my shirt and crawled out of the closet behind Renee. Everybody was laughing.
“You guys are better actors than I am!” Elaine shouted.
“What a couple fakers!” Doug added. “Nobody sounds like that in real life.” I pulled my shirt on and wondered if anyone had noticed how soaked Renee’s shorts were. I tried to keep my head down and hide my blushing. Renee flopped on a bean-bag chair and held out her arms to me. I just crawled into them and held her.
“Who’s next?” Brenda asked.
“Can I have seven minutes with Brian?” Liz pled.
“You have him on-demand,” Samantha said. “I, on the other hand…”
“Denise and Doug,” Brenda announced. I never looked up. I just kept my face buried in Renee’s tits.
“So, what are we going to do now that school’s over for the year?” Whitney asked. “Is the agreement still in effect?”
“It’s not like it’s a legal document,” I said. “I suppose we can decide anytime if it is still in effect or that we’re done with it. I think we all made it through the year with our virtue intact. And we all had fun at the level we wanted to. That’s what it was all about. I’m good with it.”
“Guys, I’m the cold, wet dishrag on this one,” Renee said. We’d all gathered in a circle as close as we could and Renee never let go of my hand.
“What is it, sweetheart?” I asked. Renee squeezed her eyes shut and a tear escaped from the side.
“Candace—I mean Elaine and I graduate tomorrow. We won’t be in school with everybody else anymore. It’s not like I think I’m so much older and wiser than everyone else. In fact, you all let me recapture… like my innocence this year. Signing the agreement brought most of my social life to a screeching halt. But I realized that I hated that social life. I had an abusive boyfriend and got… passed around…” She was crying in earnest now and I reached out to comfort her. She leaned against me but faced the rest of the circle. “You made my senior year the best year of my whole school life. And it’s not like I never fooled around. I had fun. But I never felt like I had to do something in order to be ‘Renee the head cheerleader.’ I could just be me.”
“We love you, Renee,” Josh said. I could tell he meant it.
“That’s why this is so fucking hard,” Renee continued. “I love each and every one of you, too. But here’s the thing. Lamar and I have been getting kind of serious. Let me tell you, Lionel, your brother is just as honorable as you are. He read… I think he memorized our agreement. He never did anything with me that he didn’t get my explicit permission to do and he stopped things, even when I was willing to forget the agreement and go further. I’m sorry. It was just… so hard sometimes. But he respected me. Until I met you and signed the agreement, I’d never felt respected. But here’s the thing. I do want to go further with Lamar. We’ve talked and I’ve decided to go to IU this fall. We’re not expecting anything big to happen right away. We just want to be where it could happen. If he wants to go further than what the agreement says, I want to do it. So, I guess what that means is that after graduation tomorrow, I’m…” Renee was crying so hard that she couldn’t go on. I think we were all a little teary because we knew what she was going to say. She finally got it out. “I’m breaking up with the group.”
“I’ve got a proposal,” Elaine said. “Actually, I’ve got several because I talk a lot.” We all laughed a little we were still a little bummed about Renee’s announcement and had all taken a few minutes to cuddle her. When that was done, she crawled into my arms and just buried her head against my chest. I didn’t know if what she’d said about her and Lamar was a contradiction to what she’d been doing with me all day or an explanation.
“Whatcha got for us girlfriend/sister?” I asked.
“Well, the agreement was originally written for a bunch of you that were the same age and in the same grade. And really, Jen and Courtney, you were so far away that it didn’t make a difference that you were in the next grade. But then in addition to those two sophomores, you got two seniors and a junior and another sophomore. We had different reasons for wanting to be together. Every reason had to do with really liking everybody in the group and trusting each other. Like Renee, it helped me put the brakes on a life that was slowly starting to spin out of control. Whenever I went out on a date, I didn’t know if I’d get a kiss goodnight or end up spreading my legs because I was horny. The rules helped us set boundaries,” Elaine said.
“That’s what we all wanted,” Brenda added. There were a lot of nods.
“Well, the thing is that we all change and mature. If Renee and I had had the same rules when we were freshmen, we probably wouldn’t have needed them to put the brakes on when we were seniors. And next year, there’s going to be some new freshmen. Some of them are going to gravitate to your table. Are we going to keep our rules at freshman level and live by them until we are all out of school?” There were more than a few looks of shock and shaking heads.
“Is that an argument for dissolving the agreement or changing the rules?” Liz asked. “I guess I always figured that when I was a little older the old penetration rule would go away and I’d be able to fuck someone. I mean… not just anybody, but if the right someone was there and available.” She looked meaningfully at me. Again, there were a lot of nods but not many comments. Elaine continued.
“Okay. I personally, don’t want out of the group, even though I’m going to school in Indy. I might not be able to come back and go to football games with the gang, but having this agreement really changed things for me. I’d like to be able to show the agreement to a prospective date when I’m in college and get his agreement. On the other hand, like Renee, I’m thinking there’s a spot up there that hasn’t been tickled in a long time, and I’d kinda like to respond if the opportunity comes along.” There were a few titters and I’m sure we all had our own image of helping Elaine get tickled. “All right guys. I haven’t done it often, but I’ve been fucked. Actually, I was the fucker in one instance. The guy never knew what hit him.”
“But you’ve got an idea for how to make it work.”
“Yeah. I brought notes.” She unfolded a scrap of paper. “First, I move that rule number four be amended to say ‘I will not participate in any skin-to-skin genital touching while dating the group until I’m at least sixteen years old.’ Wait! Don’t think that means a fuckfest on your sixteenth birthday, Courtney.” We laughed. It was her sixteenth, after all.
“Well, there aren’t any boys who are sixteen yet anyway,” Court pouted.
“I think we should also reinstate the no penetration clause until age seventeen,” Elaine continued. “Always remember the rules say what we can do, not what we have to do. Nobody has to have sex just because they turned seventeen. But as we get older, it allows us more freedom. I know it’s pretty arbitrary, but I think it’s important.”
“It’s great for you. You’re eighteen,” Samantha sighed. Courtney and Jennifer were quiet, but I could almost see the frisson of energy running between them.
“I’m seriously thinking of resetting my virtual age to sixteen,” Elaine said. “Guys, I know it’s exciting, but it is such a relief to know your pussy isn’t at risk every time you accept a date. I’ll pledge to you all right now that if you’ll let me stay in the group with these amendments, I’ll wait until I’m nineteen before I engage in sexual penetration again. And no, that’s not next month. It’s next spring.”
“That solves a part of our problem,” I said, still cuddling Renee in my arms. Her tears had stopped and I wasn’t sure if she was asleep. “Could Renee stay a part of our group with those rules? It would let her and Lamar progress at whatever pace they wanted to set.”
“We’ve always said there wasn’t room for an exclusive relationship within our group because then it wouldn’t be a group anymore,” Brenda said. “But maybe that was just part of being freshmen and not wanting to be tied to a single person in order to date. I didn’t realize how much it was going to hurt to have Renee and Elaine leave.”
“Yeah. Me either. But it’s their right to leave the group if they really want to,” I said. “Maybe it’s more like an unwritten rule. We have a few of them that we all follow, but everyone has been free to create his or her own unwritten rule. It’s not that different than when some people declared exclusivity with the group and wouldn’t date outside it.”
“I like that. I mean, Brenda and I, hypothetically speaking, might want to be just with each other if we’re exploring um… more intimately, but we’d never do that if we thought we weren’t still part of the group,” Carl said. Brenda gave him an air-kiss from across the room.
Eventually, we approved the amended rules. I was exhausted by the time Renee got me home.
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