Man of the House Ch. 09

He looked up at her face, but she didn't see him. Her eyes were closed. She had a death grip on the towel bar on the wall, her knuckles white. He looked back down at her body and continued downward with the sponge, making swirling patterns in the flowing bubbles. He dropped to his knees and caressed her hips and thighs with the foam and sponge. When he got to her feet, he picked up one of them and after a second, she shifted her weight and allowed him to place her foot on his thigh. He massaged her foot and toes, bringing a moan and giggle from her. He looked up and caught her smiling at him. He returned her smile and pushed against her shin. She took the hint again and switched feet, giggling a second time as he massaged her arch and pulled on her toes.

Setting her other foot down, he placed his hands on her hips and prompted her to turn around. Face to face with her perfect, lean butt, he wanted so badly to kiss it, but again, now was not the time. He lathered her cheeks and ran the sponge down the center of her crack, pressing it in to be thorough in his effort, but avoiding underneath. He knew she had a feminine wash for that area and didn't want to upset her health with regular soap. He continued down the back of her thighs and watched her hand reach underneath, apparently cleaning herself.

He stood and took the second showerhead, again making sure to thoroughly rinse his hands and her body. She enjoyed the massaging jets, but also his touch on her body. "There," he whispered over her shoulder, his cock at attention, "I think I got it all."

She turned her face partially toward him and whispered, "Not all of it." Reaching for the hand at her hip, the hand that held the showerhead, she pulled his hand around front, his arm hovering at her hip, and she directed the showerhead to her groin, and lightly moaned at the pulsing rain. Cory felt her hand pull at his as she directed the spray where she wanted it, letting out a sudden gasp and squeezing his hand. "Right there," she whined. "Perfect."

With one hand she kept him in place for her own pleasure, and with the other she reached back behind him and pulled him forward by his ass. He stepped forward and nestled his dick in her crack like a hot dog in a bun, bringing another moan from her. The hand that held his cheek squeezed and clawed right where it was as her pleasure increased. He found himself subtly pressing into her, pulling the skin of his shaft tight, causing his head to swell and to become more sensitive.

As his sister continued to build toward her climax, he only had so much control. He bent down to kiss her neck and brought his free hand up to caress her breasts. It wasn't long before she let go of his ass and slapped her hand against the wall to brace herself for the burst of pleasure in her core. She let out a long guttural groan and Cory reacted by grabbing her around the waist to support her in case her legs gave out. After a moment he heard her laugh and felt her belly tense again as a result. She moved his hand away, releasing the shower stream to hit the floor of the tub. "Happy birthday to me," she laughed. "Wow."

Cory smiled at her pleasure and kissed her shoulder.

"Aww, poor boy," she whined, turning around to face him, her bottom lip sticking out in a pout. "You're still dirty. And probably horny?" she asked.

He nodded and laughed a little. "You could say that."

"I did say that," she smiled. She reached for the sponge and directed him under the shower spray. As he rinsed off, she put more body wash in the sponge. "Let me clean you up real quick. Mom and Megan are taking me to lunch, so you need to look decent if I'm going to be seen with you in public." She handed him his shampoo and he washed his hair as she cleaned his back, butt, and legs. She didn't take the same care he had, but he didn't mind. He needed to get clean, had already enjoyed his time with her, and knew they would be together tonight, so he was fine with it. Although, he was still rock hard with her hands on him.

He was surprised to find her slick finger playing at his ass and flinched. She laughed, "Don't worry, brother. I'm just cleaning you up. Did that bother you?" she asked, looking over his shoulder.

"I...don't...not really. I just wasn't expecting it, I guess." He felt her continue to scrub at his back and around to his ribs on both sides.

"Okay." She reached around him and soaped his chest and belly, pressing her tits into his back. When she got to his groin, she slid the sponge under his balls and up over his erection. "Mmm. It feels like you need to be cleaned from the inside, too." She told Cory to rinse his hair, which he did while she rinsed him off with the detached showerhead, adjusting it from the pulse back to the spray.

Tucking it back into the towel bar, she picked up the bottle of conditioner and emptied some into her hand. Making sure her brother wasn't going to have any of the spray from the shower washing over him, she reached around to his front and slathered his granite shaft with her tiny hand. Cory groaned at her touch and placed his hand on the wall. "Damn, Erin," he mumbled.

"Does this feel good, Cor? Your sister pressing her tits into your back while she gives you a handjob?"

"Ssshhhi—God, yes." He could feel her twisting her hand on his shaft as her fingers glided up the slick rod, bumping over the ridge, but never touching the tip.

"I'm in the mood for a blowjob and a fuck and feeling this big, hard cock up my ass again, but that can wait." He groaned and shuddered at her descriptions. "For now, I just had to see you, to touch you. I want to see you cum at my touch, Cory." She was deliberate in her movements, in almost constant light contact with what she knew were his sensitive areas. "Can you do that for me? Will you give me an early birthday gift? Show me how much you love my touch. Brother."

She felt him twitch twice before watching the first blast arc out and smack into the tile above the faucet. She gasped when she saw it, and continued to stroke steadily as a second stream pursued the first, landing a little higher. A few more blasts hit, the last couple dripping straight onto the floor of the tub between Cory's feet. Her grip tightened and she squeezed one last drop forward and onto the floor.

"That's better," she giggled. "Thank you for my present, Cory. I love it."

"I hope so," he said, "Because I can't return it." He smiled as he tried to catch his breath and regain his strength. She slid around to his front and wrapped her arms around his waist. He leaned down to kiss her before she told him to dry off while she cleaned the wall. He did as she said and she was out of the tub a few moments later, drying off beside him.



The doorbell rang a few minutes after Erin came downstairs. It was almost one o' clock and she was starving. "I'll get it," she chirped, bouncing off the couch before running to the door. Cory and Michelle looked at each other across the room as they heard the girls squeal and laugh in the foyer. They both smiled and rolled their eyes, his mother swiveling her chair around to see them come into the living room.

"Hi, Megan," she said.

"Hey," she smiled. Looking at Cory she lilted, "Hi, Cory." She had a twinkle in her eye. "You look nice."

"Um...okay. Thanks. You too. " Cory was only wearing jeans, boots and a maroon Henley shirt so he didn't know why she would say that.

"Thank you." She really did look great. She had on a navy blue scoop neck shirt that hugged her tightly, skin-tight red jeans, and black shoes. Her face was made up beautifully and her lips had a pink sheen of gloss. Her brown hair hung loose, bangs covering most of her forehead. "I'm glad you like it."

"Although," Erin interrupted, "Those pants make your ass look big."

Megan gasped and laughed, knowing the thinner blonde was teasing her. She stuck her ass back at Erin and teased, "You know you love my ass."

Michelle and Cory just watched and laughed along at the two girls, both of them knowing about the relationship, but knowing that Megan didn't know Michelle knew. Michelle had to admit to herself that she loved that ass. Cory was admitting it to himself as well. Erin quickly ended the joke with a solid slap to Megan's ass, causing the brunette to squeal in disbelieving laughter, and bringing surprised moans from Michelle and a "Damn!" from Cory.

Erin's mother stood as she said, "I think we should probably get out of here before this gets out of hand." She laughed as she said it and noticed that Erin was already hugging her best friend, giving her a kiss on the cheek. She heard Erin whisper a little too loudly in Megan's ear. "I do love your ass." Megan's eyes shot open and she glanced at Michelle, who pretended not to hear it.

Erin chose a decent steak and seafood restaurant that she had been to only a couple of times, but really liked. It was more expensive than what she would usually ask for, but her mother had readily agreed when Erin mentioned it. The four of them enjoyed themselves, a little too much if the looks of a couple of patrons nearby were any indication. They ate and laughed and Megan flirted with Cory a little bit, which no one seemed to mind. Cory made sure to pay plenty of attention to the other ladies, and Megan made sure to do the same for Erin.

After about an hour, Megan said, "Is it all right if I give you my present?"

"Yay!" Erin laughed, clapping her hands excitedly.

"I would take that as a yes, Megan," Michelle smiled.

Megan smiled and nodded as she pulled a thick envelope out of her purse and handed it to her friend. "Thank you," Erin smiled.

"Happy birthday," Megan smiled.

Her best friend ripped the envelope open and opened the card. Immediately it began singing an annoying chipmunk-voiced rendition of some pop song, causing both girls to laugh heartily. Cory made a point of grasping the sides of his head in an exaggerated fashion before his laughing mother slapped his arm. As the song played, Erin read the card silently and smiled before looking at her friend with puppy dog eyes.

"You're so sweet. Thank you," she said.

"Feel free to look at the gifts, too," she replied with a smile. When Erin had opened the card, she had pulled two small envelopes out to hold while she read the goofy card.

Seeing the first small envelope, she noted it was a gift card to her favorite boutique where she was always getting bracelets and hair accessories and nail polishes. She again thanked her friend before looking at the other card and bursting out in laughter. Unable to stop laughing, she turned it and held it out to Cory and Michelle. The envelope had a close up of a male mouth with a ball gag and in the corner it said, "Do as your told. Get yourself a little something. The Marquis' Closet"

"Well, okay then," Michelle laughed.

Cory feigned embarrassment. "Nice, Megan. Nice."

"I thought you'd get a kick out of that," Megan told Erin, who hugged her and kissed her on the cheek again, telling her thank you. She put everything back in the envelope.

"I have one of your presents, but it's not quite as tasteful as Megan's over there," Michelle said as she riffled through her purse before handing a red envelope to her daughter. "Happy birthday, baby girl. Oh, and this isn't the only thing I got you. We'll do your other presents after cake tonight with family."

"Thanks, mom," Erin said before looking down to open the card. She gasped as soon as she opened it and looked at her mom with a look of shock. "Are you serious?"

"Absolutely," Michelle smiled.

"What is it?" Megan asked, trying to see over the edge of the card.

"Yeah," Cory agreed. "Let's see it."

Erin showed a cutout of an ad with a GPS sports watch on it. "She's getting me a GPS watch." She sounded sympathetic, almost like she couldn't accept it.

"I didn't know which one to get, so you can choose when we go later on, okay?" Michelle asked.

"Okay. Thank you."

She put it away as Cory said, "My turn?" Erin simply nodded with a smile. "Happy birthday," he said as he handed her a small box. She looked shocked and when she opened it, her eyes began to tear up. "I know your birthstone is topaz, but I figured I would get your favorite instead, so even though it's supposed to be a birthstone, I got sapphire. I hope it's okay."

She nodded, wiping at her eyes.

"Let me see," said Megan. When Erin turned the box, Megan gasped at the silver heart pendant on a light chain, with a sapphire encrusted at the apex of the heart. "Oh, my god, that's beautiful," she breathed. She turned to Cory, "Is it all right if I put it on her or would you like to do it?"

"Be my guest," he said with a smile. His mother placed her hand on his under the table and squeezed lightly. He looked at her for a moment with a smile before turning back to his sister. He and his mother watched as Megan took the necklace from the box before Erin lifted her hair off her neck for her friend to clasp it behind her. Erin dropped her hair and looked down at the necklace, running her fingers over it.

"It's beautiful," she said, looking up at her brother. "Thank you so much."

"You're welcome. I love you and hopefully this will serve as a reminder."

"This doesn't mean you get out of that foot rub," she said sternly, pointing at him before smiling.

"Damn," he muttered, looking down at the table, bringing laughter from the ladies.

"Okay," Michelle said, "Here's what I'm thinking. We can run by and let Erin pick out her watch and then I know she wanted to see 'Dead of Night'. You get excited every time the trailer comes on. What do you think? The movie starts in an hour so we can be there in plenty of time."

"Sweet!" blurted Erin.

After lunch, they stopped at the large sporting goods store nearby and Erin selected her GPS watch, hugging and kissing her mother excitedly. Cory noticed that as she looked into the case, and as she held the different boxes looking at watch features, she held the pendant between her thumb and forefinger, sliding back and forth absently along the matching silver chain. He smiled, his heart warming up more than he thought it would.

He remembered shopping for it just a week ago. He had been trying to figure out what to get her, and finally landed on something that wasn't "practical" because she knew what she wanted more than he did and he would likely just get it wrong. He also figured that she needed a reminder of how much she meant to him. Earlier in the summer, on his first date with his mom, he had told her that he didn't know if he could give up dating and the prospects of a family.

He was now beginning to reconsider. Apart from being a father, which would be nice, everything he could possibly want and need was right here. He wrestled daily with his future regarding his sister and mother. At some point, he figured, it would have to end. At the same time, he didn't want to be the one to end it. He could not deny that he found other women attractive, but he also couldn't deny the unbelievable attachment to the two most important women in his life. How would he ever settle this in his own mind?

"So that's the one you want?" He heard Michelle call out from right beside him. He snapped out of his fog and watched as his mother walked over to her daughter and her best friend.

"Yep. That's the one. It has everything: GPS, heart rate monitor, stop watch, lap set, heart rate zone, and automatic upload to computer software so it can track my progress."

"That sounds like a lot I don't know about," Michelle laughed. "If that's the one you want, then happy birthday."

"Thank you, mom!" Erin exclaimed, hugging her excitedly. The young man behind the counter had been hovering at the case, making himself available, but Cory had noticed him checking out both Megan and Erin while he waited. Erin pointed to the box she wanted and the young man told her to come around to the register where he scanned the box, asked her about getting the warranty (which she declined) and demagnetized the security strip. Michelle paid with her credit card and signed the electronic pad.

As they were checking out, Megan stood beside Cory and hooked her hand into his arm. "The necklace really is beautiful," she said. "She's lucky to have you." He looked down at her and noticed that she was still looking at his sister. "Any woman would be." She patted his arm and walked toward Erin and Michelle as Erin reached for the bag in the hand of the clerk. Cory didn't know what Megan meant, so he just shook it off and caught up with everyone else.

At the movie, Michelle bought tickets and concessions for everyone. She reminded Erin that she and Megan could hang out and sit wherever they wanted, but she was going to stay further toward the back with Cory since sitting too close to the screen gave her a headache. As Erin and Megan made their way to the first row of seats behind the rail, Cory and his mother sat about halfway back in the theater, which had a decent crowd, but was nowhere near full.

They settled into the middle and Michelle flipped up the armrest and leaned against her son's shoulder. "That was a beautiful necklace, Cory. It was very thoughtful."

"Thanks."

"You're a good man. A good brother. A good son."

"Is that all?" he smirked.

"No," she smiled, looking into his eyes. She turned to look at the screen as she straightened back up in her seat.

They tried to beat each other in answering the movie trivia questions on the screen, jeering at the loser or the slower, especially if their answer was way off.

"Can I ask you a question, mom?" Cory said, keeping his voice low and leaning toward her.

"Of course."

"I'm graduating in the spring. Then what?"

Michelle's brow furrowed and she continued watching the screen. "I don't know, Cory."

"Yeah. Me neither. I'm already beginning to look for a job. I'd like to stay local, but if I have a better opportunity somewhere else, I have to take it. I have to, mom."

This time his mother turned to look at him. "I know, baby." Her eyes held a sadness he had not seen in a long time. "You know I want what's best for you, and I believe Erin does, too. I know what we have now may not last forever. It could change for any number of reasons, so I'm just making the best of what I have right now. I would encourage you to do the same." She patted him on the knee. "Okay? Can you do that for me?"

"I can do that," he said, an insincere smile on his lips for her benefit. Inside, he was still torn up about it. Why it hit him today, he didn't know, but he was determined to make Erin's birthday about what she wanted and not what he was afraid of.

For the next nearly two hours, he and Michelle sat entranced in the movie, surprised at how well it held their attention. Every once in a while they would hear Megan and Erin scream, followed by their laughter at being so afraid. They could barely see the tops of the girls' heads over the seat backs and also saw their feet propped on the rail in front of them. Yep, that was Erin and Megan all right.

By the time they got home it was completely dark, though still early in the evening.

"Thanks for letting me tag along," Megan said.

"We were glad to have you," Michelle smiled, returning Megan's hug.

"Thanks for coming," Erin said, hugging her friend and kissing her on the cheek. "I'll call you tomorrow. Maybe this week sometime we can go use my gift cards," she smiled. Megan agreed and stepped through the front door, Erin closing it behind her.

"Who wants cake?" Michelle asked.

"I do!" Erin exclaimed. "And while you get it ready, Cory can go get my pedicure kit. He owes me," she said.

"Okay, okay, I'll rub your damned feet," He rolled his eyes as he trudged past her before she slapped him in the arm. "Ow!" he laughed.

"That's what you get for being mean to me on my birthday," she pouted, sticking her bottom lip out and crossing her arms. Michelle just laughed as she watched her children at it again, and stuck twenty spiral candles into the white buttercream frosting of her daughter's chocolate cake. She lit the candles as Cory returned downstairs with Erin's kit, ready to fulfill his promise.