Siblings with Benefits Ch. 19

"Gotta go babysit."

"Later sexy." Betty told him.

Mark looked at me.

"You will?"

I rolled my eyes

"In a little bit Mark."

Mark nodded and went down to the other end of the bar. After a couple of minutes Betty nudged me and asked;

"Wanna go smoke?"

The night was just getting better! I leaned over to put my purse behind the bar and followed Betty and James outside. We walked over near the corner and of the building where Betty reached into her purse and pulled out a joint. After lighting it she took a couple of puffs and passed it to me. I took a long hit and coughed a bit. I had only smoked a couple of other times and that had been over at her place. The three of us passed it around until it was gone and then Betty said they had to go.

I stayed outside for a few minutes to get some air. The pot had greatly enhanced the buzz I had and although it felt great I did need to slow up. Usually on a Saturday I would get Mark to drop me off at work and Betty would pick me up and take me to Mitch's and I would wait for Mark to get off so we could go home and both get off. Tonight however Mark had asked me to bring my car and not to stay all night, as Dad had been asking him a lot of questions about me hanging there. Of course I now knew he had wanted me to have my car so I could go talk to Krissy for him.

On that note I sighed and went back into Mitch's and headed for the bar, I was wearing an extremely short black skirt with high heeled boots and enjoyed the looks I got. I stopped and stood waiting for one of the bikers playing pool to take a shot so I wouldn't distract him. Apparently I was anyways as I watched his eyes go back and forth from the ball to my legs. When I saw his eyes look up I smiled and winked at him. Then just as he looked ready to shoot deliberately dropped my cigarettes and bent over to pick them up.

The guy not only missed his shot by a mile but knocked the 8 in losing the game. He looked up at me;

"What are you with him?"

Him was a young guy probably around my age and as I stood there he turned to look at me and smiled.

"Thanks I need all the help I can get."

"It as an accident really." I said.

As I spoke I looked him over; definitely a college kid, and a slightly preppie one at that; wearing a pair of Dockers and a short sleeve collared shirt. He was only a little taller than me and a little on the thin side and although I wouldn't say he was hot he was certainly cute, short dirty blonde hair and big baby blue eyes. At the moment I noticed those baby blues were making their way up and down my body. I watched smiling as they lingered on my legs and made their way up. He focused on the tattoo then looked up at my face.

"Like that Tat."

"Yeah that all you like?" I asked smiling.

"Hey kid you still playing?" The biker asked.

"In a minute." The kid answered. "Why don't you grab a round on me?"

'Hey Red!" The biker called out. "Another round!"

"Want a drink?" The kid asked me. "After all I owe you one."

"Sure I'll take a shot of Jack."

"That's not a very lady like drink."

"I'm not very lady like." I replied laughing.

He smiled I noticed it was much like my own, big and genuine, the kind that made you want to smile back, which I did. He called for the shot and I noticed my brother shoot me a look from behind the bar, I turned away and looked back at the guy and caught him staring at my face not my legs which I kind of liked.

"Tommy."

As he said it he took my hand and bringing it to his lips kissed the back of it. I laughed before saying;

"Megan."

"Well Megan I have to say you have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen."

"You always so smooth?" I asked him.

"No I've been practicing."

I smiled again. I don't know if it was the high or I just liked the attention but I have to say a guy hadn't made me smile this much in awhile.

"So," I said putting my arms out. "All this and it's my eyes that you notice."

To my delight Tommy blushed and looked away. I loved shy. Arrogant jerks like Warner pissed me off, which is part of the reason I was still pissed at myself over Jack.

"Oh trust me," Tommy said. "I noticed the rest but your eyes really are amazing just like that smile."

"This one?" I asked as I flashed him a big one.

"That one. It's kind of crooked."

"Thanks." I told him then added; "Keep practicing."

"No I like it!" He said laughing like his smile his laugh was big and not fake at all. "It's cute."

"Okay I'll take that I guess."

The drinks came and I clinked my shot glass against Tommy's beer and threw it back. Seeing Tommy was now otherwise occupied the biker told him he was done playing and went to the bar. Tommy asked me if I wanted to play and we shot a quick game. I was a decent player but wasn't really paying attention. I was having more fun distracting Tommy by leaning over the table giving him a view of my black lace bra and making it a point to bend far enough over the table so that you could see I had on matching panties. I let Tommy win and we had another drink, fortunately Mark wasn't paying attention at the moment.

Tommy was a sophomore at PC and was majoring in business. His father owned a distribution company in Providence that he was hoping to take over someday. I told him about my painting and as I talked he seemed genuinely interested, asking questions about my influences as apparently his mother was a collector. As we spoke I had mixed feelings. On one hand Tommy was cute and certainly interested. He seemed down to earth and not stuck on himself and I could definitely see myself going out with him.

On the other hand part of me thought why bother I knew how it would end; my issues rearing their ugly heads, and Tommy becoming another casualty of them. Besides I thought as I glanced over at Mark, who was watching the bar while Cynthia went into the back office to take a break, what about us? Krissy would be history after tonight and I would be the target of all of his affection. Sure he might eventually mess around with Cynthia but I wouldn't care, or would I? No as nice as Tommy seemed I wanted to see where that moment a couple of weeks ago would lead with my brother.

The juke box which had been quiet suddenly kicked on blasting Ted Nugents Stranglehold throughout the bar. As the grinding guitar lick filled the room a cheer went up from the crowd at the bar. Tommy who was facing that way looked up over my shoulder and said;

"Showtime."

I turned to see Cynthia up on the bar. She was wearing a short red mini skirt and matching tank top that barely held in her tits and was up there swinging her hips to the beat. As she made her way to one end one of the bikers handed her a shot which she did quickly then rewarded him by turning around and flipping her skirt up to expose the light blue thong she was wearing. Turning back around Cynthia started to make her way towards the middle when one of the older women that hung with the bikers called out:

"Hey Mark what about us?"

Mark shook his head but as several other women started chanting his name he gave a mock sigh then bracing his hands on the bar launched himself up on top of it. Mark grabbed the bottom of his shirt and paused, the women cheered but Mark simply put his hand out. One of the women at the bar leaned up and put a bill in his jeans and with a smirk Mark started to pull his shirt off but stopped as Cynthia coming up behind him grabbed the bottom of it.

As the crowd whistled Mark raised his hands over his head and let Cynthia take it off. She then wrapped her arms around his waist and the two of them started grinding their hips in time with the beat. As I watched I could feel my breathing pick up and my pussy begin to drip. Cynthia was running her long red fingernails along my brother's muscular chest and down his flat stomach. I let out a breath as her hand slid into the waist of his jeans. Mark pulled away and turned in time for Cynthia to get her arms around his neck and give an up and down shimmy lingering at his crotch.

When she came back up she turned and pushing her ass back into Mark and started to grind into him. This time it was my brother's hands that started to wander, sliding up and down her sides, where they grazed the sides of her tits. Cynthia reached back and grabbed the back of Mark's head and tossed her head to the side so that one side of her neck was open. Mark hesitated and I saw him glance over at me. I nodded to him but he still seemed unsure until someone yelled something at him and a few bills landed on the bar.

With a grin Mark leaned in and kissed Cynthia's neck. I all but moaned as I caught the look on her face, it wasn't for show that was sure and I was also sure I didn't have the only wet pussy in the place. After the kiss Mark got the crowd going more by flicking his tongue out and licking the length of her neck. The two turned on the bar so that Cynthia was facing me. She had that look of lust on her face as she ground into my brothers cock, which I'm sure was at full attention. My brother looked at me over Cynthia's shoulder as his hands encircled her waist stopping just under her tits and flashed that cocky smirk that most people there thought was his permanent expression.

As Cynthia turned to face him and raise her hands it was Mark's turn to shimmy down to his knees where after another bill hit the bar he flipped her skirt up in his face. Cynthia put one heeled foot up on his shoulder and Mark flicked his tongue across her thigh as he did he caught my eye and winked. Oh yeah? I thought.

I turned to Tommy who was sitting down watching and put my hand out.

"Let's see what you got honey." I told him.

Tommy looked around a second like I was talking to someone else then taking my hand stepped up and went to put his hands around my waist, I put mine around his neck and seeing my brother was watching shimmied my way down to the floor and back up rubbing the side of my face along Tommy's crotch. As I came all the way up I pressed close enough that my tits rubbed along his chest. Several people turned and started clapping, as Tommy held my waist I let myself bend backwards and as my hands touched the floor put one of my legs up on Tommy's shoulder causing my skirt to fall up exposing my black panties and my leg right up to my hip.

From that angle I returned Mark's wink then whipped myself back up into a standing position and coming face to face with Tommy grabbed the sides of his face and kissed him. He was a bit surprised for a second but quickly caught on kissing me back and fairly hard, as we kissed I noticed he smelled like pot; guess Tommy might not be as clean cut as he looked. We broke the kiss and spinning away from him I started whipping my head around, wildly letting my long black hair fly through the air and then tossing it back jumped up on one of the chairs and started gyrating to the music. I might not have the tits that Cynthia has but my legs and ass were second to none and I knew how to work them.

Tommy stepped up to me and turning I bent over and shook my ass directly in his face. Then as the guitar solo started I jumped down and backed into Tommy, letting him put his arms around my waist and began grinding into him. I was quite pleased that I could feel that he was also quite pleased. I looked up to see Mark still behind Cynthia on the bar and she was working him faster than ever. From across the room we watched each other bump and grind on another. Tommy's hands were just under my tits and Cynthia had flipped her skirt up and was grinding her all but bare ass into him with a look of lust on her face that sent a surge through my already dripping pussy.

As we stared at each other I know we were thinking the same thing; that at the end of the night we would be going home together and fucking the shit out of each other; that these others were just for fun. At that thought another wave of moisture flowed through me because Cynthia and Tommy were getting off on us, never suspecting that Mark and I were lovers. Seeing if Mark would follow my lead I grabbed Tommy's wrists and put his hands on my tits. This was more forward than I would ever have been before but between the drinks and the pot I was flying damn high and wanted nothing more than to get my brother going.

"Damn!" Tommy exclaimed behind me, I did notice however that he made no effort to move his hands.

Someone whistled then there was a cheer as not only did Mark grab Cynthia's tits (but by) the startled look on her face he must have pinched her nipples through the bra. Finally Mark pulled away from her and as the song wound down put his back to the crowd and suddenly turned a back flip off the bar to land on his feet. He put his arms out to Cynthia who jumping into his them wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck and started bucking up and down as if she were fucking him.

Mark got his hands under her ass and started lifting her up high and higher. I saw him say something to her and she let her legs drop. As everyone watched Mark began lifting her all the way up into the air as if she were a weight.

"Oh goddamn," I whispered as I watched Mark.

Muscles bulging in his arms and chest; the huge new tattoo gleaming, and sweat running down his chest and stomach Mark was lifting Cynthia all the way up to where his arms would lock. Several people started counting as he did it. As the song ended Mark lifted her one more time except this time Cynthia grabbed one of the ceiling beams and swinging her legs up around Mark's shoulder's shoved her pussy into his face.

The crowd cheered then laughed as when Mark put her down he was blushing. As the music stopped everyone clapped and Cynthia and Mark both took a bow. As Mark went back behind the bar and putting his shirt back on went back to work Cynthia went around picking up the bills from the floor and the bar so she could split them up between the two of them.

I noticed that although the music had stopped Tommy was still holding me around the waist. I pulled away and turning kissed him at first quickly then decided to give my brother one more show and gave him a long hard one. As he pulled me close to him I felt something vibrate against my stomach.

"Well then!" I exclaimed laughing.

Tommy grinned and pulled a pager out of his pocket and looking at it rolled his eyes.

"Shit I have to get going, I have to meet someone."

"You just did though." I told him smiling

"Yeah well this is work, kind of."

"At 8 on a Saturday night?" I asked.

"Yeah well it's a long story."

Tommy put the pager away then smiled at me;

"So can I get your number? Maybe I can call you tomorrow and we could do something."

"I have to work." I told him. I didn't want to lead him on but tonight had been fun. "Tell you what I'm usually here on Friday's and Saturday's, so why not stop by next week?"

Tommy frowned, disappointed at not getting my number but nodded. I gave him another kiss so he wouldn't feel so bad then watched as he went over to Cynthia paid his tab then left. I went over and sat at the corner of the bar and waited for Mark to come over. When he did I smiled at him;

"Nice show little brother, you two do that often?" Mark shrugged and grinned.

"Once a night when Mitch leaves; it gets the crowd buying and we make some extra money."

"And you don't enjoy it at all of course."

"Of course not." Mark said grinning then turned serious. "Watch out for Tommy."

"What?" I asked. "He's a nice kid, I was the one getting him going."

Mark shook his head.

"I don't care about that. He deals."

"Deals?"

"Yeah Meg deals, you know Coke?"

"Oh." I said. Saturday night page. Business Duh!

So much for that. The last thing I would need was to get caught up in that scene. I mean a good buzz and some grass was one thing but Coke? I'd heard people could get hooked on one hit no I didn't need that I wanted to have fun not ruin my life.

"That's okay I was only playing with him like you were with Red over there." I briefly touched his hand on the bar. "Thanks for watching out little brother."

Mark nodded.

"So when are you going?"

Oh for God's sake I thought.

"As soon as you get me another drink and a shot." I told him.

"You've had enough Megan, really."

"You know what Mark just let Krissy go. I mean Cynthia would all but jump you if no one was looking, have fun Mark!"

"I..."

"Or," I said to him. "You could just keep spending time with your sister. I mean haven't we been having fun?"

"Yeah but were not for all the time and I know you've just been trying to help me but..."

There was no way around it I was going to have to go end this. But if I had to go through the trouble I may as well feel good while I did.

"Fine Mark but get me the drinks first."

"No." Mark said simply.

I stared at him feeling myself start to get angry.

"Mark.." I started.

"No way Meg you're done."

I suddenly lost it. Who the hell did he think he was? I was the one in control, I made the rules. Mark had been leaning over with his arms folded in front of him. I reached out and grabbing the back of his hair got a handful of it and pulled his face to within inches of mine.

"You do not tell me no understood?"

"Hey.." Mark tried to pull away but I twisted my hand pulling his hair harder.

"Ow!"

"You listen to me Mark. I make the rules got that? Even when you're in control it's only because I let you. If I wanted you to you would be on your knees begging for your sister every night you got that?"

My eyes locked into his. For a moment Mark looked pissed and he stared back, his multi colored eyes flaring and turning to a dark shade of brown. I returned the stare still holding his hair not caring if anyone was looking.

"I said do you get that?" I asked again giving his head a shake for emphasis.

I don't know why I had gotten this mad this quick. I just know it had been happening a lot lately when people gave me a hard time, well this girl had taken enough shit in her day and would take no more, not even from my brother. Mark dropped his gaze and whispered;

"Yes my sister."

"That's better." I told him. I let go of his hair but kept speaking;

"Don't you forget your place Mark, ever. You might be hot stuff these days but don't forget what you were and who made you what you are." I made a come here gesture so I could whisper to him;

"And don't ever forget who made you a man. If it wasn't for your big sister you'd still be jerking off in bed. Still be a virgin, isn't that right little brother?"

"Yes Megan." He said softly. "I wouldn't be here without you."

"Good that you know that." I said nodding. "Now go get me a fucking drink."

Mark turned and went to mix my drink as he did he brushed up against Cynthia who turned and smiled at him. Little fucking whore I thought, if my brother wasn't so hung up on his stupid Krissy, if he was half the man he should be he would treat her like one, give her just what she wanted. I closed my eyes envisioning that look on her face as Mark had kissed her neck oh she would give Mark anything he wanted. Anything.

Mark came back and putting the drink down grabbed a shot glass and poured one for me. I did the shot quickly and after taking a few swallows of the drink let my eyes wander across the back of the bar. I stopped at the door that led to the back where Mitch had an office he left unlocked so Mark and Cynthia could get at the safe. I smiled at Mark and once again gestured him to come closer.

"Hey little brother you take your break yet?" I asked in Latin in case anyone could hear us.

"No why?" He replied in the same manner.

"Good." I told him. "Because you're going to tell Cynthia you are and you're going to take me into the back office and fuck me."

"Are you nuts Meg? We can't do ow!"