Foolish Wisdom
10 Kokomo
I GUESS THE TRUTH of the matter was that Sunday July fifth was really my Independence Day.
Mom and Dad were on the road by eight. I’d fed them a huge breakfast and filled two thermoses for the road. They had enough sandwiches packed in the cooler to last them at least the first two days on the road.
“Brian, good luck,” Dad said. “We’ve given Anna temporary guardianship for you and she has all your necessary insurance papers. We’ll call when we get to Seattle, but you are on your own now.”
“Which doesn’t mean you are on your own,” Mom added, contradicting Dad. “Brian, we all trust you, but Anna is the authority. If she says something, it’s like it came from us. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mom. Don’t worry. I really like Anna and I’ll do my best to make her happy to have me with her.”
“And the girls,” Dad laughed.
“Bill and Crystal are taking a big risk with this, Brian,” Mom went on. “We know you want to spend time with your girlfriends, but please remember your agreement and that your number one reason for being there is your internship. We’d all be disappointed if you didn’t do your best.”
“I won’t let you down, Mom. Honest. Jennifer and Courtney and I have already talked about this and they’re on-board, too. They know it’s important for all of us.”
“We know, honeybunch. It just feels like such a big step to have you go off for the summer. With Betts in Seattle, it’s like we don’t have any children anymore.” Mom was getting choked up and I gave her a big hug and Dad got her in the truck. Then he turned to me, nodded, and gave me a hug, too. I noticed that Mom slid over to the center of the seat and they drove away.
About one o’clock, Hannah came wheeling into the drive on her bicycle. She jumped off and ran to hug me.
“Happy birthday, honey, I miss you already,” I said. I led her inside and we went over the list of stuff to keep track of. Until Mom and Dad got back, Hannah and Sarah were house-sitting in addition to Hannah taking care of the horses. She’d actually signed up for 4-H horsemanship and Dad had told her that he’d trailer the horses to meetings when he got back. I think he was happy that she’d be around this summer. She hadn’t wanted to stay at the house alone, but Sarah said she’d be happy to stay with her.
“Um… this is the guest room, so I guess you can put your stuff in here when Sarah gets here,” I said.
“Oh. Brian? Um… If it’s not okay, I understand, but I was sort of hoping we could stay in your room. Your bed is big enough for both of us.” Yeah. It had been a bear getting that double mattress and box springs up the narrow stairs.
“Of course you can! I just figured you might not want to be there. You know, like boy cooties or something.”
“They’re not boy cooties. They’re your cooties. I get them on me all the time!” She rushed to me and hugged me. “Like right now. Can we go up to your bed and, uh… make out a little until Sarah gets here?”
“Sweetheart, are you serious?”
“It’s my fifteenth birthday. You’re going to be gone for six whole weeks and what if I’m already past the stage of wanting to by then?”
“You think you’re going to want to and then grow out of it?” I asked. “Come on, then, we’d better hurry!” I led her upstairs laughing as we stumbled along. I’d already stripped the bed, but I had clean sheets waiting. I’d sort of hoped she’d want to sleep in my bed. We made the bed quickly and then flopped back on it.
“What do you do when you make out with one of the other girlfriends?” she asked softly as she curled against me.
“It depends,” I said. “Everybody likes something different.”
“I give you explicit permission to do anything with me you’ve done with one of the other girlfriends.”
“Hannah, you know that’s too much.”
“I know. But I want you to know that I trust you so much I know you’d only do things that were right for me. But I don’t know what those things are. I’m letting you decide, Brian. Anything you’ve done with any of the other girlfriends.” She was panting and I think it was more in terror than excitement. Well, maybe they are similar. I petted her pretty hair and looked into her eyes until she let them drift closed, opening her lips a little and relaxing to give me complete control.
This was just too damned much responsibility. Everything I wanted in my life was lying in bed beside me giving me complete control over her. And yet my hands were tied—tied to the fact that I would never do something that would hurt her or that she wasn’t ready for. I kissed her forehead and then her eyelids. She lifted her face toward me a little and I kissed the tip of her nose. I stroked her cheek with my fingers and she lifted toward me more, expecting the kiss on her lips. Instead I kissed the bottom of her chin. She smiled a little and her eyes popped open.
“Do you tease all the girlfriends?” she asked.
“Mmmhmm.” I kissed her nose again and then her ear. She sighed and let her eyes drift closed again. I slipped my hand under her head and massaged the back of her head and neck a little while I kissed her eyelids again. The smile never left her lips, so I kissed them. The kiss was so light that it took her a second to register it and by then I’d moved on, kissing her cheeks and her other ear. I knew I wasn’t going to just turn her on and make her into a sex-crazed love-toy. This was Hannah. All I wanted was for her to enjoy being in my arms and feeling my lips against her neck, her throat, and back again to her lips. She sighed. This time I lingered against her lips, softly sucking on them, nibbling with just the softest lips I could make. I pulled every trick from Renee’s kissing lessons out to prolong the act of just kissing and letting our lips love each other. When I touched her lips with my tongue, I found hers poised and waiting for me. I let it deepen while still keeping it light.
Tires crunched on the cinders outside and I heard Sarah’s old diesel Mercedes sputter to a stop. I started to pull away. Hannah pulled me back to her.
“She knows where we are,” she said softly. I kissed her again. I let my hand trail along her arm and her side, not making any passes, but letting her know that my hand was there and near to her breasts and her hips. She rolled toward me more firmly. I felt a shift in the bed and saw Sarah lying down behind her sister.
“It looks so nice,” Sarah said. “Are you having fun, little sister?”
“He teases a lot,” she giggled. “It was fun, but I think it’s your turn now.”
“Really? Has he had enough of you to focus on me and not imagine I’m you?”
“I don’t think he’s ever going to get enough. Of either of us.” Hannah reached up and kissed my nose. “You have another girlfriend who wants to say goodbye for the summer.” She sat up and slithered to the other side of Sarah, who rolled toward me.
“Whatever permissions my little sister gave you, I explicitly give to you as well,” Sarah said. Hannah giggled.
“Sarah, what Hannah…” She put a finger against my mouth.
“You don’t have to tell me and I don’t need to know. Whatever she told you goes for me as well. Now can we make out a little? My baby sister wants to see how it’s done.” Oh hell. I tried to go slowly like I’d done to Hannah, but Sarah was a bit more insistent and didn’t let me get away with tiny kisses. She didn’t try to eat my head when we kissed, but she made it clear that she was here for more than butterfly kisses. If I didn’t take control, she was going to push me. She was wearing a little pair of cotton shorts, appropriately conservative for the preacher’s daughter, and a tank top with a bra underneath. I hated all those straps showing around her shoulders, but I’d talk to her about that some other time. Hannah, of course, had been wearing her typical jeans and a couple shirts.
Since Sarah had made it clear she wanted to play, I pressed myself toward her and she felt my erection against her mound. She pulled back a little, but I really surprised her when I put my hand on her bare thigh and let it slide up under the hem of her shorts until I managed to cup her panty-clad butt in my hand. “MmmMMM!” she moaned into my mouth. Her tongue started its way down my throat. I battled back and used my hand on her butt to pull her more firmly into my erection. I’m pretty sure she’d been expecting me to make a pass at her breasts and let it go at that. This different level of intimacy had taken her completely by surprise and after a moment’s hesitation, she began to grind herself against my erection.
There were more tires on the cinders outside and I heard the yelps of two girls.
“I think we’d better separate now before we’re joined by two more who want to agree to anything Hannah said,” I laughed. Sarah moaned a little as I pulled my hand back, but I surprised her again by sliding it up under the elastic leg of her panties to hold her bare left buttock. I caressed it lightly, gave it a little squeeze, and withdrew. We were all standing by the time the girls got upstairs, though I was still readjusting my cock.
“Were you practicing how to handle two girls at once, lover?” Jennifer asked as she hugged me and lifted her face for a kiss. Courtney had gone directly to Hannah and they kissed softly. “I think Courtney and I are going to take turns sitting on your lap all the way to Kokomo,” she whispered. Courtney had just finished kissing Sarah and nudged Jennifer out of the way.
“And now it’s my turn,” she giggled. Jennifer made her way to Sarah and then to Hannah as Courtney pressed herself into my still-rampant erection and kissed me deeply.
“Kids! We aren’t here for a playdate. Let’s get this guy’s junk in the car and take him home,” Anna called from downstairs. We all rushed downstairs. Anna caught me in a hug. I tried to turn to the side a little, but she caught me full front and squeezed me hard. “It’s going to be a great summer, Brian,” she said. She paused and squeezed me again, pushing deliberately against my hard-on. “Hmm. Like father, like son. I suppose this is going to be getting between us all summer with those two girls teasing you. I guess we should get used to it.” She squeezed me again and I must have turned beet red.
“Mom! He’s ours. Let go,” Jennifer complained. We all started laughing and loaded my ‘guy junk’ in the trunk of their car. I gave Hannah and Sarah another hug and kiss goodbye then opened the car door.
“You can sit in front and leave the back seat to the girls, Brian,” Anna said innocently. I hesitated.
“Mo-om!” Jennifer and Courtney both said at the same time. I figured by the end of the summer, I was going to be calling her the same thing.
I knew what would happen, of course. I wore underwear to bed. I wasn′t really asleep yet when they crept into ‘my’ room and crawled into bed with me, one on either side. I felt a lot of bare flesh against me and knew they′d shed the cute little nighties I′d seen them in at bedtime. I hoped they at least kept their panties on.
“My darlings, we need to talk,” I whispered.
“Okay.”
“Can we talk while you rub my bare titties with your hand?” Courtney asked, making sure my hand was right where she wanted it.
“No,” I said, pulling my hands away from them. They sat up realizing for the first time that I was serious. “First of all, I didn’t give you permission to crawl naked into bed with me.”
“Yes, but we’re home. Living together,” Jennifer protested.
“No. Your mother invited me to stay in the guest room for the summer. She didn’t invite me to ‘live with you.’ And sweetheart, you know it’s not safe to crawl in bed with me. I don’t usually wear anything to bed.”
“That’s okay,” Courtney said happily. “I’m sixteen.”
“Yeah, but I’m not. The rules hold, no matter where we are.”
“I thought we’d have fun while you were here this summer,” Courtney pouted as she got out of bed.
“I hope we will,” I said. “But not at the price of betraying Anna’s trust. We just need to play by the rules.”
“I don’t think there will be any playing. Come on, Jen. I know when I’m not wanted.”
“Court, may I have a kiss from my girlfriend before you go off to sleep?”
“I don’t think so,” she said and stormed out of the room. Jen got out of the bed and stood looking at me a moment.
“May I have a goodnight kiss, Brian?”
“Of course you can, sweetheart.” She leaned over me, lightly dragging her nipples across my arm.
“I’m sorry,” she said after a restrained kiss. “I’ll talk to her.”
“If you want to, but she needs to talk to me. Just tell her I love her.”
“Do you?” I nodded, not knowing if she could see me. “Do you love me?”
“I love you, Jennifer. Sleep well.”
I had a pretty restless night alone in my bed with my thoughts. I didn’t expect our talk to end so poorly. At four-thirty, I was wide awake.
“Good morning, love,” I whispered. “Hope you and Sarah got more sleep last night than I did. Can you help me figure out what to do about this? I know you’re busy with your papers. Ride carefully. I love you.”
By the time I’d finished my little impromptu prayer to my goddess Hannah, I was dressed, had my teeth brushed and was standing in the kitchen. Bread. That was always a good way to start a conversation.
By seven-thirty my loaves were in the oven and by eight o’clock Anna was standing behind me waiting for them to come out.
“Am I really going to wake up each morning to the smell of fresh baked bread?” she sighed.
“Maybe not every morning. It might get too hot this summer. But I hope you don’t mind it too much. It helps me think.”
“Lots to think about?”
“It’s a whole new world.”
“Where are my lazy daughters?”
“I haven’t heard from them this morning. I think they might be a little mad at me.”
“They’ll get over it as long as you don’t put too much distance between you.”
“Huh?”
“I expected something like last night and had a stern motherly lecture all prepared. Imagine my surprise when I reached your door and heard you taking the words out of my mouth. You did well, Brian.” Damn! Anna knew about them coming in. She didn’t seem to be mad at us. I breathed a little sigh of relief and pulled the bread out of the oven. I handed a slice to Anna and poured her a cup of coffee.
“I hope you aren’t too upset with us,” I said.
“No. I believe you will act according to the agreement, but I also know that gives you a lot of freedom that I’d rather not be around for. And I’m not sure what being sixteen has to do with it. However, I won’t always be hanging around. I don’t stay at home just to keep my children—all three of you—frustrated.” Huh? Was she saying what I thought she was saying? “For instance, I have a hair appointment at ten. I’m sure I’ll be gone until noon.” She stood and took another cup of coffee and slice of bread with her as she went to her room. “Hot chocolate, by the way. They always wake up in a better mood when there’s hot chocolate.”
They stumbled out of their room at about a quarter past nine. I’d considered taking bread and hot chocolate to them in bed but decided that going into their room wasn’t a good idea right now. They could be doing anything together and I didn’t want to interrupt. Especially if it meant they’d be in a better mood when they emerged. I did have everything ready to respond to their entrance with as little difficulty as possible. Alerted by the toilet flushing, I had the milk heating and the first round of toast up before they dragged themselves in. I put the plates in front of them before they could say anything.
“Good morning, my darling girlfriends. I have hot chocolate almost ready.” I sure wasn’t expecting the response I got.
“Really?” Courtney cried. As in really cried. She ran across the room and threw her arms around me. She just hugged me and cried against my chest. Jennifer stepped up beside us and smiled at me. She offered her lips and I leaned over Court to give her a little peck. She took over stirring the hot chocolate as Courtney continued to hug and cry. I saw Anna at the kitchen door. I wasn’t sure if that was a proud smile or a smirk. She disappeared and I heard her call from the front door.
“I have an appointment. See you at noon.” I heard the door shut and Anna’s car leave. Wait a minute? A hair appointment on a National Holiday? Since the Fourth was on the weekend, most businesses gave workers the day off on Monday. Maybe hair salons were different. Jennifer poured the hot chocolate and sat at the table. Courtney didn’t stop hugging me and sobbing. I wasn’t sure what to do but Jennifer just smiled and nodded at me. What did that mean? I scooped Courtney up in my arms and sat at the table with her in my lap. I reached for her cocoa cup and nudged her.
“Baby, have some cocoa,” I whispered. More sobs as she looked at me.
“You… you… made us… hot chocolate. After I was a bitch.”
“Shhh. We just had an off night. Here, sweetheart. I made this just for you.” She slurped a little of the hot liquid and had foam on her lip. “May I kiss that foam off my girlfriend’s lip?” I asked. Well, it started with me just kissing a little and licking the foam off her lip, but as soon as her tongue got involved, the chocolate was set back on the table and all I could think of were her sweet chocolaty lips and tongue. We were gasping for air when we finally pulled back.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I love you so much. I didn’t mean to be a bitch. I just… I just… Do you really love me, Brian?”
“Of course, I do, love.”
“As much as Jennifer?” Oh! So that was it.
“Courtney, look at me.” She turned her face to me, glancing back nervously at Jennifer, but I waited until I had her full attention. “Courtney, I love you. There isn’t a comparison. There isn’t a contest. You can’t hold any of us hostage. All you can do is believe me. I love you.”
“You made me hot chocolate.” She wrapped her arms around me and hugged hard enough to break me. My cock was already so hard it was nearly bent in half under her butt. I kissed her again. Both girls were still in their nighties and panties and taking my attention off Courtney for a moment to glance at Jennifer did nothing to relax me. “Court, baby? May I have your permission to touch your breasts? Under your nightie?” I whispered in her ear. She looked at me as if she had just melted. In fact, I was pretty sure there was a wet patch on my lap.
“Is it okay?” she asked. She glanced at Jennifer who just sighed. She had one hand in her lap. “Yes?”
“Is that a question or an answer?” I asked.
“Yes. It’s an answer.” I slid my hand up under Court’s nightie and rubbed her tummy. “Mmm!”
“You haven’t even had a bite of the toast and honey I made for you, baby. And your hot chocolate is getting cold.” She looked at me as if I had just sprouted horns—which I guess I had, one at least—but when I refused to move my hand up off her tummy until she had taken a bite, she reached for the toast and then her mug. As she stretched to reach the cup where I’d set it, I let my hand find one of its favorite targets in the world and cupped her breast, softly kneading it. I’d thought about that breast a lot while I was kneading the bread dough, but I was a lot gentler with it. She froze with the mug halfway to her mouth and let her eyes close with a moan. I pinched her nipple just a little and she shuddered. I didn’t think she had an orgasm, but she was a happy girl. She finally got another drink and after she tasted the toast and honey it didn’t take long before it and the cocoa were gone. She kept moaning and I wasn’t sure if it was because of my hands on her breasts and back or because of the bread and chocolate. She turned and gave me a deep, sweet, chocolaty kiss.
“Can we… would it be all right… may we have your permission to come cuddle in your bed for a while?” Courtney asked shyly. “I mean both of us. Without our nighties? And you in your tightie whities?”
“You know, I’d really like that. Jennifer? What about you?”
“Oh, please?” She stood and stripped her nightie over her head showing proud full breasts and hard pointed nipples.
“Slut,” Courtney giggled.
“Who’s got Brian’s hands all over her bare titties?” Jennifer shot back.
“Um… me?” Courtney grinned.
“I’m going to bed. Uh… his bed.”
In about thirty seconds we were back in the same position we were in when the girls came to me last night. There was an important distinction, though, and Courtney went right for it.
“What’s the difference, Brian? Why now and not last night?”
“Two things,” I said. “You asked first and didn’t just assume I wanted to go right to fucking you. And Anna will be gone until noon. It’s not that I don’t want to hold you both and touch you as much as possible this summer,” I said. “But really, we’ve got to follow the rules. We’ve got to be respectful. And you’ve got to let me do my work this summer. Believe it or not, I’m really excited about working with your parents, Court.”
“And they’re thrilled to finally have a son,” she laughed. She cuddled up on one side and Jennifer snuggled into the other with a soft contented sigh. I had four bare boobs pressed against me and was about as happy as I could get.
“Tell me what really happened last night, Court,” I whispered. The three of us were alone in the house, but I didn’t feel like making loud conversation.
“I’m sorry,” Courtney whispered back.
“It’s okay, sweetie,” I said.
“No. Jennifer, I’m sorry.”
“What, honey?”
“I love you so much. And I got jealous because you… you were always first. I was always second or fifteenth or something and I got jealous and wanted to be first and have Brian and just know that he loved me like I love him and like I love you.” Courtney was on the edge of tears again and I kissed her on top of her head. Jennifer leaned across me and got a more direct hit on Court’s mouth. They kissed for a long time, which did nothing to ease my cock.
“Sweetheart, I manipulated you into all this and I’m sorry if that meant that I seemed to be first. You are first with me. But I love Brian, too. It’s so hard not to get jealous of everyone else who has his attention. I never mean to compete with you, though, Court. I love you.” We lay there together for a while and just held each other like we all wanted to last night. I felt some movement.
“Court? Are you rubbing your pussy against my leg?”
“What? No!”
“Oh. That must be Jennifer, then.”
“I’m going to catch up, then!” Courtney exclaimed as her hips went into motion. I reached around both girls and found their tits and hard nips just begging to be squeezed. I could use a little release myself, but I figured I’d just wait as they both ground their pussies against my thighs until delighted squeals started spewing from their mouths. At last they both settled down.
“We didn’t do anything for you,” Jennifer said as her hand brushed my cock. I pushed it away.
“This time was just about you two,” I whispered. “I really don’t want to come. I want to stay hard and thinking about the two beautiful girls I’m spending the summer with.”
“But won’t you get… you know… blue balls, or something?” Courtney said. “I’d like to feel you…”
“We’ve got to be careful,” I whispered conspiratorially. “If Anna comes home and I’m not hard, she’ll know you did something.”
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