Man of the House Ch. 02

Megan did not disappoint. If I hadn't known what she was here for I would have thought she was hot. Since I knew, however, my brain fired into fantasy mode. Like that iconic Phoebe Cates red bikini scene, I could practically see Megan walking toward me in slow motion, pulling her tank top over her head.

"Hey, Cory," she said with that incredible smile. Her teeth were glowing white against her dark pink lip gloss and dark skin. Her medium brown hair was twisted up in an impromptu bun, held in place with a pencil. I'd never figured out how that worked, but girls knew how to do that shit.

"Hey, Megan," I replied, trying to act nonchalant. Note to self: send memo to penis reminding it to act nonchalant. "What are you girls up to?"

"What do you care, Cory?" Erin blurted out. I was immediately shocked, as was Megan. "Do you want to do your nails with us?"

"Geez, sorry," I replied.

"Ease up, Erin. He was just asking," Megan defended. She gave me a quick smile. "We're just going to lay out. Maybe swim a little. Why don't you join us?"

"He can't." Erin sounded irritated.

"Shut up, Erin. I'm talking to Megan." I turned to Megan. "Wish I could. I've got two tests and a paper this week, so..."

"Too bad," she replied.

"Yeah, too bad," mocked my sister.

I just rolled my eyes before grabbing another can of soda from the fridge and headed toward the stairs. I turned at the bottom of them and said, "I'll be upstairs if you need anything, Megan. Erin, if you need anything, I'm not home." They both laughed and Erin flipped me the bird. I winked at her since Megan wasn't looking, and got a quick wink back.

The window in my room overlooked the backyard and as soon as I got there I opened my window so Megan wouldn't hear it when they were outside. I was sitting at my computer checking e-mail and not wanting to get too involved in anything else, when I heard the sliding glass door downstairs open and close while the girls' voices chattered and laughed. I stood up and went to the window to see, but they hadn't yet moved out to the sun. The shade of the house extended out close to the edge of the pool, but the sun was still shining on three sides of it so they could still tan and would be in plain sight.

"Sorry about Cory," I heard Erin say. "I was kind of hoping we wouldn't be disturbed."

"It's cool. You're so lucky, Erin. He's hot. I was hoping he would join us at least for a little while so I could see him in his swimsuit."

"Eww! God, Megan, he's my brother!"

"Still, though. Tell me you don't think he's cute. Our secret, I swear."

"I mean, yeah, he's a good-looking guy, but he's my brother. I don't really notice much past that."

"Maybe you should leave so I can have some time alone with him. I'll tell you what I find out." They both laughed at that, Erin still pushing that it was gross to think about.

"Let's go for a swim and cool off before we get overheated." Megan emphasized the word "overheated"

"Mmm. Too late," replied Erin. "Let's move the lounge chairs into the sun first." I heard the squealing scrape of the metal chairs being dragged across the concrete decking for a few seconds before a couple splashes from the pool. For the next few minutes I watched as my sister and her best friend/pussy pal swam and played, chattering about school and the people they knew there. This was how they had always related to each other. I wondered how this transitioned into a lesbian relationship.

It didn't matter. All that mattered right now was what I was hoping to experience. I still hadn't decided on whether I was just going to watch from here or to somehow get involved. I had no plan. I had no idea how to pull this off. Even with Erin inviting me to it privately, how would I introduce myself into their relationship in such a way that would seem more natural and unassuming. I knew I could go to the kitchen and get a drink and come out to check on them and that would all be fine, but then what? This wasn't some cheap porn where I walked out and spouted some stupid euphemism upon discovering my sister and her friend rug-munching. This was real.

One story below, Erin and Megan were continuing to swim and talk.

"Megan," I heard Erin ask, "I'm worried about Cory."

Shit! I thought. What is she doing?

"How so?" Megan asked.

"He's changed. Maybe it's stress or something, but he's just different."

"You're gonna have to be more specific."

"Promise you won't tell anyone."

"Promise."

"I mean it, Megan. You have to give me your word that this doesn't go anywhere," Erin sounded dead serious.

"I promise, Erin. Hand up." Megan sounded just as serious.

"Okay. Well, you know about my asshole dad and how he treats mom."

"Yeah."

"Yesterday I came home and apparently Cory had kicked the shit out of him because he was beating up on mom again. When I came home he and Mrs. W. were cleaning her up and I had to clean blood out of the carpet and mom had to clean up Cory's hand."

"Wow. Cory beat up your dad?"

"That's what I'm told. I've never seen him that stressed or upset before. Another thing, though..." She stopped talking. I was watching out the window and she looked upset. Distraught.

"Yeah?" Megan touched her arm and had a sympathetic look on her face.

"Well...I'm afraid Cory...likes me." She sounded embarrassed.

"Likes you?"

"You know. Like he thinks I'm pretty and I just get the feeling that he likes me as more than a sister."

"Like, you think he wants you?"

"I don't know. Maybe I'm just being stupid."

"What makes you say that?" Megan asked.

"Because I'm his sister and he wouldn't..."

"No," she interrupted. "Not what makes you think you're being stupid. What makes you think he likes you...wants you...whatever?"

"I catch him looking at me, you know? Like, a couple nights ago I was lying on the couch in my tank and shorts and he was staring a little. When I caught him, he turned away like he was embarrassed or like I had caught him or something. And now he either makes excuses to be with me when he never would before, or he makes excuses not to be near me. It just doesn't feel right."

"Maybe, but you've had boys fall over themselves to be with you. How does Cory compare?"

"I don't know. I guess if he was just some guy or even a friend it would be different. But he's my brother. It's just...weird."

What the hell? I thought. Why is she telling her this stuff? Megan's going to think I'm a perv.

"There's two ways you can deal with this, if you ask me."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. First you can ignore it. He's 22, you're 19. You're both sexual, both attractive, both young, and you live in a small space together. There's a pretty good chance these things are going to happen. You're going to notice each other. It will pass in time if you leave it alone."

"You think so?"

"Sure."

"What's the second way?" Erin asked.

"The second way is a little more tricky. You need to address it with him. Sit him down and talk to him. If you clear the air, it may be awkward for a while, but I think you will ultimately be closer. Listen, Travis and I went through something similar a couple of years ago and we talked it out and it helped. It was weird because we're twins but still knowing it was there helped us address it. Listen to what Cory has to say, express your concerns and try to work it out."

"You and Travis went through this?"

"Yep. And that goes nowhere, by the way."

"Promise."

"So, Erin, apart from Cory being your brother, how do you feel about him...you know, checking you out?" Megan had a smile in her voice.

Erin hung her head with a smile. "Megan! God!"

"What?" she laughed. "Apart from being your brother. Honestly. And this goes nowhere. No judgment."

"Honestly? I kind of like it. I have to wrestle with myself knowing that he's both my brother and just another guy. As a guy, it's nice to be noticed. It's just as my brother that it's weird."

"Makes sense. I can tell you as someone who is not Cory's sister, that given the chance, I would ride him like a rodeo pro." Megan busted up laughing at Erin's response.

Erin squealed, buried her face in her hands and blurted, "Ewww, don't say that!"

Megan moved toward Erin a little closer and hugged her close. I couldn't tell what was going on under the water, but my sister wrapped both arms around Megan's shoulders and pulled her close. She was facing me and Megan had her back to me. Erin looked up toward my window and smiled. I didn't know if she could see me because I wasn't right up against the window, just in case.

"Are you ready to get out?" Erin asked her friend.

"Mm, yeah." Megan backed away and swam toward the steps, my sister following close behind. When Megan stood up I watched the water run down her long brown hair and over her tanned skin, now shining in the sunlight. As soon as she stepped up and her ass broke the surface of the water, my sister's hands reached out to stroke it through the white bikini bottoms Megan was wearing. Megan turned and gave her a smile.

Erin followed behind in a black bikini, her skin reflecting the sun and drawing my attention to her body in the same way it did to Megan. The two girls were different in many ways, but both sexy as hell. While Erin was thin and lean and toned with blonde hair and blue eyes, small breasts and long tan legs, Megan was shorter and had a more stout build. Still firm and tone, but her legs were shorter and at least looked thicker, her ass was also more rounded and stuck out further than Erin's. Megan's brown hair reached halfway down her back and she usually wore it in a pony tail, at least for the times I saw her, but on a few occasions I've seen it loose and it hangs more heavily to one side as she seems to brush it back and over with her fingers. Her breasts are a little more full than Erin's but are not large. In her bikini they seem perky, but round and a little heavier. Right then her nipples were plainly visible poking through the white fabric of her bikini top, casting small shadows on the fabric.

When the two girls reached the lounge chairs, Erin bent down and grabbed the towel before dropping it open and drying Megan slowly. Megan took the towel from Erin and returned the favor. Neither said a word. Apparently it wasn't necessary. It also wasn't necessary for them to speak in order for me to get a raging erection. I couldn't believe how sensual it was watching two girls dry each other after a swim. Both had released their hair before coming outside so now it hung loosely and wet over their backs and they each combed it out, straight back before tossing the combs into the bags on the deck.

Still without a word, Megan picked up a clear brown bottle of tanning oil and handed it to Erin before turning her back and holding her hair up with one hand. Both girls were facing me now, my sister directly behind her friend. Erin reached up and pulled the string on the back of Megan's top, causing the top to become loose, the white triangles of fabric dangling over each breast like an apron. Megan's free hand cupped one breast while her forearm covered the other before Erin pulled the string at Megan's neck and two strings came forward to drape over Megan's arm and hand. The short brunette stood like that for a short while as her blonde friend slathered her in oil across her back and shoulders. Megan closed her eyes and had a gentle smile at my sister's touch, but didn't move.

Still not saying a word, Erin added more oil and worked it down the brunette's lower back and around her sides. "There," I heard her say. "My turn." Megan turned around and removed her top, tossing it onto one of the lounge chairs. With her back to me, I was able to see her toned back shining in the sun, the oil creating a soft sheen. Her hair had dropped back to cover the top of her back to her shoulder blades. She took the bottle from Erin as she turned around and Megan's first act was to untie the black string from her back, causing the strings to dangle at her ribs for a moment while she untied the string at Erin's neck. My sister tossed her top onto the lounge chair and held her hair up with one hand, giving her friend unfettered access to her back. Megan repeated the process of applying the oil and within a few seconds, both girls had matching shiny backs and shoulders.

Almost as if they were synchronized, they moved toward the lounge chairs and Erin lay back with Megan sitting on the foot of the chair. She worked lotion up each of Erin's legs, enjoying the opportunity to touch her, it appeared. I loved watching her hands travel up and around each leg, coating them in oil. Erin's face betrayed her bliss, changing to wry smiles, gasps of pleasure, and light moans. "Mmm, I love your touch. You know what I need." Her nipples were hard as Megan touched her.

"I haven't even really touched you yet," I heard Megan say. She put the bottle down on the deck and grasped the waistband of Erin's bikini at each hip, pulling it down as Erin lifted her hips, exposing herself to the young brunette. Megan quickly and smoothly pulled the black fabric down over the blonde's feet and tossed it onto the other lounge chair. "Oh, there you are," she said to my sister's crotch. This made Erin giggle.

Megan picked up the bottle and poured some more oil into her hand before rubbing her hands together and leaning in to apply the oil to Erin's arms and shoulders before moving down to her breasts. Refilling her hands with oil as needed, she continued to work over my sister's body. She was being flirty and caressed the young blonde, but didn't stop to fondle her. Soon she had covered her entire body except for the area where the bikini had covered just a minute ago. Again, reapplying the oil, Megan began grazing her friend's hips and mound, the pubic hair glowing golden in the sun, enhanced by the tanning oil. She never spread her legs, surprisingly, but at the prompting of her lover, turned over onto her stomach. Immediately the brunette worked more oil into her girlfriend's rear end, squeezing and stroking, now beginning to ramp up the pleasure in both of them.

To this point I had still seen nothing more of Megan. Though topless, she had kept her back to me since the minute she had turned around to begin oiling up my sister. That was about to change.

Erin rolled back over and stood up off to the side of the lounge, allowing Megan to take her place. As soon as her friend turned around to take her seat, I saw her breasts for the first time. As I suspected, they were amazing. A little fuller than Erin's, but not much. And pert. They fit her frame well. The nipples were not very big and were a dark pink. Just like Erin, Megan had no tan lines on her breasts, so they were just as dark as the rest of her (at least what I had seen so far).

Again, Erin repeated the movements that Megan had used on her to spread tanning oil over her skin, starting with her legs before removing Megan's white bikini bottoms and then covering her front in oil. When Erin removed her bikini, it was like a white veil being removed to display a much-anticipated work of art to an excited audience. Both Erin and I were excited apparently. Sadly I was too far away to get a good look, but I could definitely see that she had a neatly-trimmed triangle of dark hair, trimmed much the same as Erin's was. And again, no tan lines.

So there they were. Two beautiful young women, tanned, oiled up, excited, and I knew I had been invited by both of them. But something was holding me back. I couldn't place my finger on it. Maybe, I thought, I should wait a few minutes and let them get worked up before I go. But I knew I was just fooling myself. I was scared, plain and simple. As much as I would love to see Megan up close and as much as I would love to be their third ingredient, I still didn't know that I should.

I continued to watch as Erin leaned in to kiss Megan and Megan's arms wrapped around her. Erin held herself up with one hand, her hips shifting back and forth, and her other hand covered Megan's breast. I saw one of Megan's hands withdraw to the front and knew she was touching Erin in much the same way. I could barely hear the occasional moan, but the distance and outside noises made it difficult. My eyes were transfixed on Erin's ass as she rolled it while they kissed, her pussy peeking out from between the globes of her ass. It was a beautiful site.

I was tempted to go down to the pool. So tempted. But I was still afraid. While Erin says that Megan would screw me if I wanted, and I knew Erin would do it again, I was worried that it may not go as planned if we were all there together. Erin already let on that she would need to be upset, and she had set that tone a little already, feigning annoyance at Megan even mentioning an invitation. I also didn't know if Megan would freak out if either Erin or I expressed sexual interest in each other. I knew Erin had mentioned a suspected attraction and Megan had seemed cool with it, but if it came down to action, what kind of wrench would that throw in it? If nothing else, what would that do to their relationship? And could I focus on Megan only if needed, denying myself the opportunity to stick my dick into my sister if Megan did act panicky? While Erin and I had talked about the possibility, we didn't discuss the details and I hadn't had time to process through everything in the short time that Megan had been here.

While I was wrestling through options and opportunity, Erin had buried her face in Megan's crotch, drawing moans and mumbled expletives from the tiny brunette. As she worked, Erin had snaked her hand up to touch herself and I could see her middle finger stroking and plunging into herself from between her thighs. She was apparently very good at what she did because Megan was beginning to increase in her expressions of appreciation. I finally heard her speak more clearly.

"Fuck, Erin, that feels good. Lick it." Megan had a hand on the back of my sister's head and I could hear her respond with muffled moans. After a few minutes the brunette encouraged her blonde lover to continue on. "Right there. Mmmgod! You're about to make me cum!" Within seconds, she arched a little, doing ab crunches against my sister's face. Soon enough she dropped back onto the lounger and the hand on my sister's head flopped to the side, her arm sticking almost straight out to the side like she was preparing to be stuck for a blood test. Her face was content and a smile crept in before her mouth was covered with my sister's lips.

"So," Erin said, "are you hungry?"

"Always," replied Megan.

Rather than switching places, Erin moved to stand and Megan slid down so that her feet were on the deck, her knees bent, and she lay flat on her back like she had been sitting on the chair when it just collapsed backward. This put her head in the center of the chair and Erin knelt over face, her knees pressing into the cushions on either side of Megan's head. Not long after she lowered herself, I heard her gasp. She was facing away from me and she looked amazing. And so did Megan, gripping Erin's ass and squeezing as her own hips thrust up at nothing occasionally.

Any doubt I had was put to rest when Erin looked over her shoulder at my window, smiling, and beckoned me with a crooked finger, calling me to come join them. She had to have seen me, or maybe she just assumed I was watching because she soon turned back around to concentrate on her own pleasure.

It was now or never. If that was the invitation I was looking for, I was hoping that Erin would give me some instruction when I got down there so I didn't screw it up. I quickly removed my shirt and walked downstairs. Okay, so I practically ran down the stairs and into the living room. As soon as I saw the glass door, I knew I was supposed to go. Apparently although she had closed the door, she had left it open just wide enough for me to slip through. I was right at the door when Erin saw me and smiled. I slipped through the crack in the door and stepped outside.