Family with Benefits Ch. 01

Who knew?

Summer! It was finally here. That was all Chris could think as she awoke late on a Thursday morning. She lay under the sheets for a few moments, the sunlight beginning its march across her bedroom floor. Stretching her arms above her head, she twisted her body to work out the kinks then suddenly relaxed, any tension disappearing in an instant.

Now that she had graduated high school, she could let loose for a few months before heading off to her local community college and start the dreary work of attending school once again. Then there was work. She was lucky enough to get a job at a Victoria's Secret and was intent on using her employee discount to its fullest extent.

But that, and school, would have to wait a while longer as she relaxed for the next week and a half with nothing to do. No rushing about to get to class, no after school appointments, nothing but her and Jen to soak up the Virginia sun both at home and at the beach.

Reminding herself about Jen, Chris lazily slid out of bed and planted her feet on the floor. She sat there, her body unwilling to move before using a herculean effort to launch herself into the room where she finally started walking.

As the noon hour approached, the doorbell rang and she calmly walked to the door. She smiled when she saw her friend standing there with sunglasses on her face, her arms holding a towel while tossed over her shoulder was a large sack handbag. However, Chris' eyes couldn't help but stare at the neon green top of Jen's bikini.

"Wow! Is that ever bright!" she remarked.

"Yeah, and you should see it when I put in the batteries," Jen joked.

Chris laughed and stepped aside to let Jen inside.

"You ready to get some color in that pale skin of yours?" Chris immediately asked.

"That's right, start with the jokes already," Jen countered as she stepped into the house.

Most people would mistake Jen for a redhead, what with her nearly pale skin and reddish-orange hair, but she would correct them by remarking her hair was not red but strawberry. Her skin did have a tinge of color to it, similar to cream, but most people couldn't discern the difference.

Chris chuckled before giving her friend a big hug.

"Go out back, I have to get my stuff," she shouted over her shoulder as she ran up to her room.

Jen sauntered out the back door and made her way to the clear waters of the pool where she staked her claim to one of the lounge chairs by dropping her sack next to it and her towel on it. She tossed off her sneakers then removed her shorts, exposing the matching bottom to her bikini. Adjusting the towel, she sat down on the chair and faced the sun.

A minute or so later, Chris came bounding out of the house, her straight black hair which fell to beneath her shoulders swaying with each step. Somewhat more daring than Jen, Chris wore a cobalt blue bikini which did its best to contain her young bouncing breasts while simultaneously barely covering the triangle between her legs. She carried with her a tray which had a bottle of sunscreen lotion on it as well as two glasses of iced tea.

"Drink?" Chris asked.

Looking up, Jen reached out an arm and plucked a glass from the tray. "Thanks. I could get used to service like this."

Chris smirked, and Jen returned the favor, before she positioned herself on the adjoining lounge chair and like her friend, began sucking down the cinnamon-colored liquid.

After applying the lotion to their exposed skin, the two talked for several minutes before they stopped when they heard the sound of the sliding door opening. In unison, both oriented on the sound and watched as Ed, Chris' older brother, come outside and make his way towards the pool.

He was apparently oblivious to both of them because it wasn't until he tossed his towel onto a chair that he saw them sitting there.

"Oh, hey," he nonchalantly quipped, his eyes fixated on Jen's gleaming outfit and the curves beneath it.

"What are you doing here?" Chris asked. "When did you get home?"

Ed was two years older than Chris and had gone away to Virginia Tech rather than do the initial two-year tour of duty locally.

"I came in last night. Obviously you didn't hear me come in."

"Obviously not," Chris replied.

"Hey Ed," Jen calmly called out, a sly smile crossing her lips.

"Hey Jen," was the only reply Ed got out. He couldn't stop staring at that blazingly bright bikini and how Jen filled it out. While he had seen Jen hanging around with his sister over the years, he had never seen her in this manner before.

Realizing he was staring, Ed turned his attention back to the pool and walked to the edge before launching himself into the water. Using long, slow strokes, he swam to the far end, dipped under the water, twisted his body and used his feet to launch himself in the opposite direction. Coming to the surface, he started swimming again. He repeated this a few times before he stopped swimming and found the floor of the pool. He caught his breath for a few moments before turning over on his back and casually backstroked to the far end of the pool.

Finding his way to the edge, he lifted himself out of the water and hung suspended for a moment as the water drained from his body. Climbing out of the pool, his swim trunks clung to his body as he walked back to his towel which Jen took notice of.

"So," Ed began as he picked up his towel and dried himself, "how did your eighteenth go?"

"That was three months ago!" Chris reminded him. "Thanks for stopping by, you twit."

"What can I say? I was in college." Ed looked at his younger sister and smirked.

Chris all but glared at him as he found his place on the damp towel he had laid on the chair.

"You didn't ask about my birthday, Ed" Jen chimed in.

"When was yours?" Ed casually asked, his eyes again migrating to that neon bikini.

"Two weeks ago. Just before graduation."

"Well congrats." With that, Ed laid back in the chair and closed his eyes.

His mind still retained the image of Jen's body in her green bikini. As the afternoon sun beat down, his imagination, and hormones, kicked in and he tried to imagine what Jen was like. In his mind's eye he could feel her firm breasts in his hands, the way they bounced as he tweaked her nipples, her pale skin highlighting her pink areolas.

Stupid! He realized he was getting an erection from these thoughts and relaxed his body so his obvious arousal wasn't all that obvious.

Fortunately, the sun was making him sleepy and he began to doze off but he couldn't fully fall asleep. In that twilight zone of half-sleep, he heard the two talking.

"Has Ed been working out?" he heard Jen quietly ask.

"Huh? How should I know?" Chris flatly replied, obviously not caring about the question.

"I'm just asking. Sheesh. Don't get upset."

"I'm not upset. I don't know and I don't care."

"He looks like he has been."

Chris sat up and looked at Jen. Leaning over, she whispered as best she could.

"Are telling me you think my brother is hot?"

Jen smiled before answering.

"Well he does have a nice body. Not too muscular, not too scrawny. Nice abs too. And those legs!"

"Quiet!" Chris hushed her friend. "He plays soccer in college so they probably do some workouts."

"I see..."

Nothing more was said as the two laid back in their chairs to soak up more sun.

As the temperatures rose, it wasn't long before Chris felt the need to get more to drink. Nudging her brother awake from his half-sleep, she offered to get drinks and disappeared inside.

She no sooner had disappeared into the house when Jen called out to Ed and asked if he could do her a favor and put lotion on her back so she could get an even tan.

Ed paused a moment for effect before replying, then made his way to the seat next to Jen and sat down. She smiled and thanked him before adjusting the lounge chair so it was flat and lying down on her stomach. Reaching behind her, she undid the clasp to her top and pulled down the shoulder straps, her back now completely exposed, before she rested her face on her crossed arms.

Ed gazed at her nearly nude form, his eyes traveling up and down her back then to her rounded ass, the neon material partially tucked between her asscheeks, the edge of her breast protruding as it was squeezed between her body and the chair.

"Whenever you're ready," Jen told him in her lilting voice.

Picking up the bottle of lotion, Ed raised it above Jen's back and squeezed out some liquid. Reaching out with his other hand, he began to spread and massage the lotion on to her creamy skin. As he approached her shoulders, he put down the bottle and grasped her mane of hair to move it to the side of her neck so it wouldn't get lotion on it.

With his hand holding her hair, he was aware of how soft and full her tresses were. He began to rub the lotion higher on to her back while at the same time unconsciously running his fingers from the nape of her neck into the mass of hair.

Over and over his fingers intertwined in her hair while his other hand massaged her back.

"Mmmmm, that feels good," Jen quietly cooed.

Ed grabbed the bottle of lotion and squeezed a few more drops on her back before massaging the liquid into her upper arms. He was leaning over her body to get to the arm on the far side of her body when Chris appeard from inside the house carrying their drinks.

"I can't leave you two alone for a moment," she called out when she saw Ed leaning over her friend.

Sitting bolt upright at the sound of his sister's voice, his one hand still buried in Jen's hair, Ed shot her a glance while Jen lifted her head and turned it towards Chris.

"He's just helping me," Jen said as she laid her head back down.

"Uh huh."

"You have a problem with me helping your friend?" Ed asked before turning his back and continuing where he left off.

Chris stood there a moment and watched as Ed massaged the lotion into Jen's back. Realizing the drinks were forgotten for now, she put the tray down on the concrete and climbed into her chair. Putting on her sunglasses, she relaxed in the early afternoon sun.

By now Ed had finished Jen's back and arms and had turned his attention to her legs. He took a good look at those elegant lengths, as any guy with a pulse would do, before putting a blob of lotion on one and used both hands to spread the lotion.

"Mmmmmm," Jen again cooed. "You have nice hands."

Ed smiled but didn't say anything. Up and down he went, his hands firmly sliding over her leg from ankle to upper thigh. As he reached the top, his hands wandered higher between her legs and on to her partially uncovered ass then to her hip. A finger or two dipped under the edge of her bikini bottom as he did, the material bunching further between her rounded cheeks.

Jen spread her legs at his touch which allowed to Ed to fully reach to her inner thigh where his finger grazed the material between her legs. Jen shifted her body at his touch and opened her legs a fraction more. Perceiving this shift, his hand returned to her inner thigh where he let his finger rub against the material as he kneaded her skin. Pressing into her, he felt the warmth of her body through the swimsuit, a hint of dampness evident.

Jen didn't move or utter a sound, her heart beating faster at Ed's touch between her legs. The thought of his finger so close to her pussy excited her, her mind wondering what it would be like if something else were between her legs or in her mouth. Though she was warm from lying in the sun, she grew warmer as he rubbed harder. She knew her wetness would show in a few minutes but didn't care.

As he rubbed, Ed became aroused and soon had tented his swin trunks. Conscious of this obvious display, he shifted his body to try and hide this from Jen while simultaneously forcing himself to relax. Which was difficult because the more he rubbed Jen's leg, and the firm mound between her legs, the harder he got.

His hands continued to knead one of those captivating legs, his finger now forcefully sliding on the material covering Jen's sex, a distinct wet spot beginning to show.

"Mmmmmmm," Jen again cooed, her pink lips parting a moment before she bit her lower lip.

"When you're done with her, you can do me," Chris suddenly called out.

Startled by his sister's voice, Ed halted his motions before taking the lotion and applying a stream to Jen's other leg.

"You'll get him when I'm through with him," Jen casually, yet jokingly, replied.

"He's my brother and since he missed my eighteenth birthday, I think I should be able to have him help me when I need him," Chris retorted.

"Is that so?" Ed interjected, his head and body twisting so he could look at his sister.

Ed and Chris had a good brother/sister relationship. Not an especially close one, but he was always there to defend his little sister when they were growing up. As they matured, he intervened less and less in her personal life but they still helped each other when the need occurred.

"Yes, that's so," Chris shot back. "The least you can do is put lotion on me since you couldn't bother to get me a present."

"What can I say, I'm a poor college student," Ed joked.

"Poor my ass..." Chris huffed.

Jen laughed as she listened to the two shoot jabs back and forth and absentmindedly sat up on an arm to watch the goings on. At that moment, Ed turned around to finish applying lotion to her leg when he saw her sitting up and his eyes fell on her exposed breasts.

Noticing the expression on his face, Jen gasped when she realized what was happening and threw her arm over her breasts to cover them.

"Ed!" Jen squealed, though her expression betrayed her true emotion.

Ed grinned and while turning his head, offered an apology.

"What?" Chris asked, unaware of what was happening.

"Oh nothing," Jen muttered and grabbed her top to put it back in place.

"What?!" Chris again asked.

"I saw Jen's tits," Ed told her.

"Real smooth Jen," Chris commented as she looked around Ed's body which was blocking her view.

"It wasn't intentional," Jen replied, looking at Ed and grinning.

"Uh huh, and I'm a virgin," Chris groused.

"Yeah, I can see how you're still a virgin in that outfit," Ed said, staring at his sister.

"And what is that supposed to mean?"

"I may be your brother," Ed began, "but I'm still a guy and that suit doesn't leave much to the imagination."

"Ed!" Chris cried out, "that's gross!"

"What? I'm just telling it like it is."

In response, Chris crossed her arms across her chest which only served to push up her breasts and enhance her cleavage.

"Oh yeah, like that won't make the guys stop and stare."

"Stop it. You're just being weird."

"Hey you two," Jen interrupted, "remember me? The one who was getting a wonderful massage while having lotion applied to her body?"

Both Ed and Chris looked at Jen who had sat out the repartee. She was lying on her side, hair thrown over her shoulder, her body facing the siblings. Ed took careful note of the curves on her body before locking eyes with Jen.

"Oh sure, that's all you care about," Chris snorted. "You just want to get into my brother's pants!"

"What?!" Jen shot back, alarmed that her friend would so callously blurt out something like that.

"You heard me."

Ed looked down at Jen whose face was now truly red. His eyes widened and he tilted his head as if asking a silent question.

Jen looked at him and her face grew an even darker shade of red. She flopped down on the chair and turned her head away.

That deathly silence that accompanies such events hung over the three of them. Ed finally broke the tension by turning his attention back to Jen. Leaning over, he whispered in her ear.

"Very nice."

He couldn't see it, but a smile crossed Jen's lips when she heard him.

Squirting a small glob of lotion on her far leg, he began to once again apply the lotion. He finished quickly then switched his position on the chair to face his sister.

"Well?" he asked.

"Well what?" Chris shot back.

"Do you want me to put lotion on you or not?"

"Are you sure it won't inconvenience you?"

"If you're going to be a bitch, then forget it. Do it yourself." With that, he tossed the bottle into her lap and laid back in his chair.

The rest of the day was uneventful and the three eventually began talking to one another. Chris and Jen finalized their plans to go to Virginia Beach that weekend as well as having Jen stay over the next night. Ed excused himself late in the afternoon as he had to get cleaned up and ready for work. The two friends had seemingly forgotten what had earlier transpired and talked about their plans for the summer.

The following day, Ed and Chris learned their parents would both be away the following week for business. Their father was headed to Philadelphia while their mother went to Atlanta. This would give the kids some breathing room though they would have to ensure the place was maintained during that time.

Jen came by after supper, a large duffel bag in tow containing what she would need for the trip to the beach. The humidity, prevelant even at this early time of the year, had given her a dewy complexion.

Stepping into the air conditioned house, she sighed.

"I know I've lived in Virginia all my life," she related to Chris, "but this humidity is getting to be annoying."

"I know what you mean," Chris agreed. "You have two choices. You can either sleep in my bed and I'll take the floor, or we can both sleep down here though Ed might keep us awake watching tv in the other room. Which do you want?"

Jen pondered a moment before answering. "We can sleep down here. I'm sure Ed won't mind if we ask him to turn the tv down."

"Uh huh. I figured you'd take option two."

"Then why did you bother to ask?" Jen asked, knowing full well she was as transparent as Chris surmised.

Gathering two air beds, Chris laid them out in the den and with a few minutes of use by the air pump, both beds were ready for use. They arranged their things for the morning trip and turned on the tv in the room. Grabbing some snacks and drinks, the two settled in and eventually closed their eyes to get some sleep.

Some time during the night, Jen was awoken by sound coming from the other room. Getting up, she padded across the carpet and looked out the door where she saw Ed sitting on the couch watching tv. Still somewhat sleepy, she made her way to the couch and flopped down beside him.

"What time is it," she groggily asked, staring at the show which had people with British accents repeating the word spam.

"Uh, just after one," Ed replied as he turned towards her. He momentarily forgot what he was watching as he eyed what Jen was wearing. For sleeping comfort, she had worn a maroon camisole with spaghetti straps. As she slumped beside him caught between sleep and awake, the top edge had opened and Ed could see, barely with the light from the tv, down her front.

Jen either didn't care or didn't notice because she stared at the show until she realized she was being watched.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing," Ed replied and turned away.

Seeing his eye movement, Jen looked down and realized what he had been looking at.

"Very nice, huh?" she asked.

Knowing he had been caught looking at his sister's friend, Ed came clean.

"Yeah, not bad."

"Not bad? What happened to very nice?"

Looking at her, Ed locked eyes with Jen. He was in a difficult position. On one hand, he was only two years older than Jen and if she was any normal girl, he'd be all over her. But, and this was a big but, she wasn't any normal girl. She was his sister's best friend.

"Look Jen," he started, "I saw what I saw and yes, they are nice. But you and I both know the fit Chris would have if I tried anything."

"So you're saying you want to try something on me?"