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Robby Ch. 02

By: Joe J



Part Two - New Years in New Orleans

Laura Miller stood in front of the mirrored bi-fold doors of her closet, critically examining her reflection. Laura wasn't a vain woman, but she did take care of her appearance. Of course, now that Robby was in her life, she was even more careful to ensure she always looked her best. A flush went through her as she thought of Robby, and her heart went pitter-pat. 'Robby, Robby, Robby' she mentally chanted, 'what you do to me.' In the three days since Robby's unexpected arrival on her doorstep Christmas Eve, Laura had been on an emotional high no drug could induce. She had been thirty seconds from suicide when he arrived and the happiest woman in the world when he left. He was Saint Robby.

Laura smoothed the denim miniskirt over her shapely hips and turned slightly to make sure it was unwrinkled across her butt. Satisfied that she was presentable, she headed for the kitchen to wait for her man. It was Saturday evening, and she and Robby were going on their first real date. Laura was as excited as a young schoolgirl.

Three houses away, Robby was already dressed. He was sitting in the living room with his mom and dad, listening politely as they once more tried to 'talk some sense into his head'. Robby had known from the start that his parents were not going to be happy with a serious relationship between him and Laura. He respected their concerns; they were probably the best parents in the world. He hated that his love for Laura would cause them distress, but he could not deny his heart.

"Rob, think about the future", his dad, Carl, was saying, "Not just your future but Laura's."

"That's all I think about, Dad, and I can't see a future for me without her. Laura feels the same way."

These discussions were especially hard for Carl and his wife, Louise. Robert was such an amazing boy; even his existence was a miracle. Robert was born when Carl and Louise were in their forties. Louise had thought she was in menopause and had stopped using contraception. Robby was unexpected but not unwanted. He became the center of the universe for the Davis family, doted on by not only his parents but also his sister. His sister Karen had been seven when Robby was born; either because of or in spite of the age difference, Karen was a constant nurturing influence on her brother.

Another difficulty the elder Davises had in trying to dissuade Robby was his uncanny knack for doing the right thing. It did not help their cause either, when his sister lined up squarely behind him. As far as Karen was concerned, if Robby said it was right, it was right, period. The bond and loyalty between Robby and his sister was almost supernatural in its intensity. From the day of his birth, when he clutched her finger with his impossibly tiny ones, they lived for one another.

"Robert, we are not going to tell you what to do; you've been past that since you were twelve. We trust you, but sometimes a person's heart can overrule their brain. Love can make you blind," Louise said.

"Yeah, Mom; ain't it great?" Robby replied with a grin. Then he continued on a serious note, "Listen, Mom, Dad, you are going to have to trust that I know what I'm doing. I'm not going to quit school or give up my plans for the future. Everything is going to stay the same except Laura is now going to be a big part of my life. I want her to be a part of yours too."

Robby's parents hesitantly accepted what he said. They said they would try. That was all Robby could have hoped for. Robby gave them both a hug. With a 'you are the greatest,' he dashed out of the house, headed for Laura's.

Laura answered the door immediately when Robby rang the bell. Too bad if he thought she was anxious to see him, she had no ego when it came to him. Robby let out a whistle when he saw her. She was wearing a red short-sleeved blouse, a denim mini, and penny loafers. Her long honey colored hair was in a ponytail tied with a red bow. The outfit and hairdo, combined with her slim figure and youthful face, made her look like one of his schoolmates. Laura gave him a smile; his reaction was exactly what she had been gunning for.

Robby took her to Universal Studio's City Walk for their first date. Laura was beyond impressed. Robby made it the most fun and romantic evening of her life. They walked though the shopping venues and dined at Jimmy Buffett's Margaritaville. Then Robby whipped out two tickets to see Pat Benatar at the Hard Rock Live. The head of the music department had gone to Julliard with Benatar and had scored Robby sixth row center seats. It was midway through the show and Benatar had just sung Heartbreaker, when there was a pause as the singer caught her breath.

"I don't recall ever doing this before, but then I can't remember anyone as deeply in love as the sincere young man that asked me today," Benatar said. "So, Laura, this next song is for you from Robby."

She sang 'Somebody's Baby'. Laura thought her heart had stopped. Her face flushed as red as her shirt and goosebumps covered her entire body. Everyone for ten rows around them knew whom the song was for when she involuntarily squealed and threw herself on Robby, almost knocking him out of his seat. The witnesses to the event started chanting "LAURA-LAURA-LAURA."

They arrived at Laura's house around midnight, blanketed in a fog of love. Laura took Robby by the hand and dragged him to the bedroom. She sat him on the bed and undressed him. Robby started to say something but she put her fingers to his lips. Laura took a couple of steps back and slipped off her blouse and skirt. Robby groaned as she posed in the red satin thong and bra set from Victoria's Secret. Robby stood up and pulled back the bed covers, he held them for her so she could slip between the sheets. Then he walked to the door and turned off the lights before crawling into the bed beside her.

While Robby was turning out the lights, Laura was wiggling out of the thong and shedding the front clasp bra. Robby pulled the covers over their heads, cocooning them in the sheets. It was dark and quiet under the covers, she was lying on her back, he was on his side, whispering in her ear. His words were galvanic, the soft lexicon of love he murmured in her ear made her shiver in arousal. Then he touched her, lightly caressing her as he poured out his heart. Laura's body convulsed as waves of small orgasms wracked her. The pungent aroma of her arousal was palpable under the covers. 'Whoever schooled Robby so well that he can make me climax just by talking has a friend for life,' she thought.

Finally, she could take it no longer. She grabbed him and tried to pull him on top of her. Robby had another idea though; rolling onto his back, he pulled her on top of him instead. 'Even better', Laura thought, as she reached down for his manhood. It took but a second for her to envelop him in her slippery steaming slit. When he was fully seated, she fell forward to get as much skin to skin contact as she could. Her lips found his and she kissed him with a passion she did not even know existed for her four days ago. Robby lightly stroked her back, content just to be holding her. It was a perfect moment, the two of them joined in the most intimate way possible, in their own private little world. The quiet union was, however, metastable; in a short time, small quiet movements by one partner triggered quivers and shakes in the other until neither could resist sliding and thrusting. Slide and thrust turned into buck and howl as peace and quiet fled the scene.

They made mad love far into the night; Robby took her to undreamed of heights. She was shamelessly wanton with him as she eagerly lapped her juices off his face after he had tongued her to a roaring climax. She happily took his staff into her mouth and licked off their combined spend. She enjoyed her first sixty-nine, savoring the taste of his thick copious spending. Laura could not believe how much she liked pleasuring him with her mouth. She was an inexperienced but most willing student, determined to be as good a lover for him as he was for her.

The next day Robbie talked her into coming to his house to talk with his parents. She dreaded the thought of their reaction but knew it had to be done. True to their word, Carl and Louisa welcomed her warmly. They had always like her anyway and had been there for her after the accident. The two couples sat in the living room and worked out guidelines for the future. The discussion was honest, open, and at times, embarrassingly frank. In the end, they all agreed that Robby and Laura would split their time together between the two houses. School nights Robby would stay home; he could stay at Laura's on weekends. Laura would spend weekday evenings with the Davises if she wanted. The basic hard and fast rule was that school came first.

Laura helped Louise prepare Sunday dinner. It was awkward at first but the basic good natures of the women soon had them chatting and laughing. Robby and Carl sat in front of the television watching the Dolphins continue their mediocre season against the equally inept Jets. From time to time, Carl began to think about the reasons Robby and Laura were so attracted to each other, but the images of them together would steam his brain and so he forced himself to watch the game instead.

At dinner, they all talked about Robby's upcoming trip to New Orleans. His high school's band was performing at half time at the Sugar Bowl in the Super Dome. Robby played the snare drum for the marching band; strangely enough, he also played violin in the concert band. The band was flying out on a charter on the thirtieth, complements of Nokia, the game's sponsor. Robby had asked Laura to go, so she was taking off from work at noon on the thirtieth and catching a flight at three. The band's appearance at the event took on added significance because the game between Louisiana State University and the University of Oklahoma was for the national championship.

Laura landed in New Orleans at six-fifteen local time, Wednesday evening. She picked up her bags and caught the hotel's shuttle bus. She called Robby's cell phone from hers as soon as she was on the road. When she pulled up to the hotel at seven-thirty he was waiting for her at the curb. Laura flew off the bus and into his arms, they had been apart for fewer than twenty-four hours, but to Laura it felt as if it had been a week. Robby walked her into the lobby and stood by her as she checked in, then carried her bags to the elevator. They had the car to themselves for the ride to the fourteenth floor. They were in each other's arms as soon as the doors closed.

Laura had booked a nice room in the same hotel where Robby's band was staying. She had a small suite with a king-sized bed. The band and their chaperones were scattered throughout the hotel, two to a room, boys on one floor, girls on another. Robby's roommate was covering for him so Robby could stay with Laura. Laura opened the door of her suite and Robby followed her in. He put her bag on the bed, handed her a big white bathrobe, and told her to undress and put on the robe. While she gratefully stripped out of her business suit, he went to the bathroom. When he came out five minutes later, she was in the robe and unpacking the suitcase.

Robby took her hand and led her to the bathroom. Laura gasped as she went through the door. Half a dozen candles lighted the room, a vase of yellow roses was on the vanity, and the tub was full of bubbles. Robby took her robe and held her hand as she stepped into the tub. She sighed in satisfaction as the warm water enveloped her. Robby knelt by the tub with wash cloth in hand and gently bathed away her arduous day.

"I think I'm going to keep you," Laura said dreamily.

"Good idea," Robby replied.

After bathing her, Robby lovingly dried her and slipped the robe back on her shoulders.

"We have dinner reservations at eight-thirty," he said.

Laura nodded and started dressing. It was just as exciting for Robby to watch her dress, as it was to watch her get naked. Laura was, by now, comfortable with him watching her. She enjoyed the unabashed adoration in his eyes as he watched her do girlie things. Laura slipped on a skirt and blouse, and took her long blonde hair out of the French braid she had worked and traveled in. Robby grinned when she opened a pack of smoky gray thigh-highs and sat on the bed rolling them up her slender legs. They made it to the restaurant with five minutes to spare. Dinner was intimate and romantic; Laura resisted the urge to pinch herself to see if she was dreaming.

A few of Robby's band mates came over to say hi to him. He introduced each to Laura, which is what they were angling for anyway. Everyone liked Robby and they were dying of curiosity and a huge need to meet the beautiful woman he was dining with. Robby had a reputation as a lady's man; he had dated a lot but had never tied himself down to one girl until now. He was a hot topic of speculation among the females at school. He was a major stud and discreet to boot. Word was that, if you wanted primo loving without ruining your reputation, you looked up Rob Davis. Rumor also had it that Robby was even taking care of a couple of the teachers. Robby denied everything, of course, much to the displeasure of his male friends. If they were not getting any, they at least wanted to hear from someone who was.

Mr. Kelly, the head of the music department came to their table to say hello. Robby introduced Mr. Kelly to Laura with the explanation that Mr. Kelly was the one who had gotten them the prime tickets for the Benatar concert. Laura thanked Mr. Kelly profusely; she told him it was the best concert evening of her life. Mr. Kelly told her it was his pleasure then bid them good evening. 

They were just finishing their meal when a very attractive young woman approached their table.

"Hello, Robert, how are you?" the woman said.

Laura's rotating rival radar came on to spin at full force, as she looked the woman up and down. She was in her early twenties, tall, and had a spectacular figure. She had medium length auburn hair and green eyes. A nose a little too large kept her from being beautiful, but she was dangerously pretty. With that body, she must have been the stuff of many a horny student's fantasy.

"Hi, Miss Billings, I'm fine; this is my girlfriend, Laura. Laura, this is Miss Billings, my English teacher."

"I didn't know you had a girlfriend, Robert. Jenna Billings," the woman said, "pleased to meet you."

Laura thought she looked anything but genuinely pleased and the feeling was most definitely mutual. They exchanged awkward pleasantries for a few minutes then Jenna departed. Laura did not know what had gotten into her but she was suddenly almost insanely jealous; if she were a cat, her back would have arched and her hair would have fluffed straight up.

"I'll bet she teaches you more than conjugating verbs," Laura said caustically.

Robby cocked his eyebrow and said, "Relax, she's my friend; you are my girlfriend, big difference."

Laura could not let it go, "Maybe you need different friends. I don't like all of the ones I've met so far."

"I'm sorry you feel that way, Laura, good friends are hard to come by, I'm not giving them up on your whim."

"Whatever," she said petulantly, "I'm tired, I'll see you tomorrow."

Robby sat at the table in stunned silence as Laura stalked out of the restaurant. That was certainly not how he envisioned their evening ending. Robby paid the check and walked out of the place a few minutes after Laura's abrupt exit. His feelings had been hurt and he was irritated and displeased. If Laura could not handle the idea of another woman any better than this, she was in for some rough times if and when he ever told her any details of how he had learned to please a woman. Yes, he loved her more than anything, but she was not his only love. Robby shook his head ruefully and headed for the elevators. Jenna Billings watched him depart and timed it so that they arrived at the elevator at the same time.

They had the car to themselves so she put her arms around his neck, pressing her substantial breasts into his chest.

"I'm sorry if I caused you a problem, Rob; I was just curious," Jenna said.

Robby put his hands on the generous flare of her hips. His penis stiffened in his pants as he recalled the feel of her supple body without the cloth between them.

"It's okay, Jen, you didn't do anything wrong. I can't believe she picked up that we had been together so quickly, though."

Jenna laughed, "Women are born with a sixth sense about things like that, Rob. It's like we can smell our man's scent on another woman, no matter how long ago they were together. The question is -- what about you and me? Are you off the market now?"

"Yes, ma'am," he said. "If Laura still wants me, I am."

"Oh, she still wants you; you can bet on that. Meanwhile, I am going to stay out of her way; it is me she's mad at, not you," Jenna said.

Jenna rose on her toes and gave him a quick kiss as the elevator stopped at her floor. She was a chaperone for the girl band members who were housed on the floor below the boys' rooms. "Good luck," she said as she stepped out of the car.

In room 1407, Laura was mentally kicking herself. Her conduct had been monumentally stupid; Robby could not help having a past any more than she could. So what if he had other women before her, she knew with every fiber of her being, that he loved her. Plus, he had introduced her as his girlfriend, acknowledging their relationship in public. "Shity shit, shit, shit," she cursed, then put a hand over her mouth. Now she was even cursing, something she did about once a year. Her little outburst did make her feel better though. Now how was she going to fix this mess?

An hour later, Robby was lying on his bed, reading a brochure from the New Orleans Museum of Art, and contemplating a visit to the new Besthoff Sculpture Garden when the phone rang. He was alone in the room so he answered it.

It was Laura. "Robby," she said in a small voice, "please come see me."

Robby took the elevator up to her floor and knocked on the door. He had the key she had given him but formality seemed the way to go after her earlier little outburst. Laura opened the door looking contrite and beautiful. She tugged him inside, kicked the door shut, and wrapped her arms around him. Smothering his face with kisses, she apologized profusely for her earlier actions. She let him go finally and led him into the living room of her suite. A solitary chair was sitting in the middle of the floor. Laura was wearing a diaphanous floor length black gown that set off her porcelain skin and pale blond hair. Her hair was thick and casually disarrayed. She was Kim Basinger in Nine and 1/2 Weeks.

Laura led him to the chair and sat him down, then went to the bedroom and came back carrying a large wide-backed hair brush. She handed Robby the brush and wordlessly draped herself across his knees. Robby knew this game, Confessions and Penance, the other love of his life sometimes liked to play it also. He pulled Laura's gown up, exposing her pert little alabaster ass. He rested his hand on one hard little butt cheek causing Laura to stifle a small gasp.

There were no preliminaries. "From now on, you will not worry about me and other women," he said and brought the brush down smartly on her ass.

Laura flinched, emitted an 'eek' at the sting of the impact, and squealed, "Yes, Robby."

"You won't worry because I love you first and foremost."

Another smack, another 'eek', and another 'Yes, Robby' quickly followed.

Laura realized that her act of contrition was rapidly turning into a more burning desire for submission. She started arching her derriere up to meet the brush as it came down, then grinding her groin against his thigh when the blow landed. She received ten swats to each cheek, before Robby stood her up and sent her to the bathroom to get her lotion. She draped herself across his knees again so he could apply the soothing aloe gel. His touch on her sensitized cheeks was transmitted directly to her clitoris. Suddenly other women did not matter at all. As he lightly fingered her puckered little rear passage, she chased his finger with her little winking star, willing him to put it in there.


Robby Ch. 02



When Robby actually started to worm his lotion-slickened index finger into her most intimate orifice, she mewed in excitement. He was fulfilling many of her fantasies tonight and it was as good as she had imagined.

"That feels wonderful, Robby; please don't stop," she said breathlessly as she savored her penetration and the unexpected stimulation of hitherto unknown erotic nerve endings.

By now, Robby had two fingers in her tight wet vagina to go along with the probe in her bottom. Robby would push his finger inside her then wiggle his pinky so the knuckle was rubbing her clit. A few of the combined finger thrusts sent her over the top. Laura came so hard she went cross-eyed. Her juices soaked the front of his trousers but Robby did not mind. He helped Laura to her feet then stood up himself. Hand in hand, they went to the bedroom.

They made love for an hour with her spread wide beneath him then fell asleep snuggled up together. Right before they dozed off, Robbie told her to pick up some of that new K-Y warming gel the next morning while he was at practice. Blushing furiously, she agreed. She would have agreed to anything he suggested anyway. Their relationship had turned a corner and Laura was thrilled with the new direction it was taking and quite open to further opening.

The next morning the band rode a bus the ten blocks to the Super Dome. They rehearsed on the field until Mr. Kelly was happy. Robby caught Laura as she was coming back from shopping. He grinned at her and nodded down at the Victoria's Secret bag she carried. Victoria's was rapidly becoming her favorite place to shop. She basically liked wearing what Robby liked to see her in. The salesgirl at Victoria's was most helpful and complimentary. Laura thought she was a little more touchy-feely than necessary, but hey, this was the Big Easy, maybe everyone was just friendlier. Besides, the girl's gentle hands had felt good as she helped Laura try on different outfits.

Robby went to her room with her to put away the bags then it was back outside to hail a cab. Robby took her to the New Orleans Museum of Art to see a visiting display of Egyptian antiquities. It was the largest collection of artifact ever loaned out by the Cairo Museum, thousands of year's worth of exhibits concerning the ancients and the afterlife. They held hands and gawked at the displayed relics, fascinated by all the splendor. They stayed at the museum until it closed at six, and then taxied back to the hotel.

Robby took her to dinner in the restaurant again, this time more of his band mates were eating there also. Robby introduced Laura to all of them, amused at the envy of the boys and the disappointment of the girls. Jenna was at the restaurant too; she did not come to their table tonight, however; she just nodded and waved. When Jenna went to the ladies room Laura got up and followed her. Robby became concerned when they had not returned after ten minutes; he was about to go check on them when they reentered the room laughing gaily.

They came up to the table together and sat down on either side of him.

"Jenna doesn't have any plans this evening, Baby, so I invited her to see the sights with us. Is that okay with you?" Laura asked.

Robby said it was fine with him, calmly masking his surprise at the turn of events. He was pleased and surprised, but mostly pleased; Laura had learned her lesson and gotten an A. The trio agreed to meet in the lobby at nine and parted ways to change for the evening.

Robby and Laura were waiting in the lobby when Jenna came down at five after. It was a chilly evening so both women were wearing long coats. Robby wore a leather bomber jacket. Since their hotel was on the edge of the French Quarter, all the famous nightlife was within easy walking distance. The women linked their arms through his and they headed east toward Bourbon Street. As they walked, the streets became more crowded with revelers; it was tough sledding pushing through the throngs of partiers.

They made steady progress though and were soon at the door of the Blue Note, a blues bar that Laura had been keen on visiting. At the door Jenna charmed and flirted them admission, the fifty dollar bill she handed the bouncer disappeared in his big meaty hand. He gave Robby a warning look and told him to stay out of trouble. Laura pressed herself tighter against Robby and told the bouncer she would keep him too busy to cause any problems. The bouncer snorted and waved them in. It was early so they were able to find three chairs at a table with a couple from Oklahoma, in town for the Sugar Bowl. Jeff and Lisa Dugan were OU alums, about the same age as Jenna and Laura.

It was a fun evening as they danced and talked into the night. Robby was gratified that Laura and Jenna got along so well. After a couple of drinks, the two women loosened up and started to have fun. They dragged Robby onto the dance floor, danced around him for the fast numbers, and took turns on the slow ones. At about eleven-thirty, Lisa grabbed him for a slow dance while Jeff took a turn with Jenna. Lisa was a short, well upholstered brunette; her short hair and pixie face made her look Robby's age. She molded herself against him as they danced.

"So, Robert Davis, how do you keep two women happy and not at each other's throats?" she asked.

"I only have one woman", Robby replied, "Jenna is just a friend."

Lisa leaned back in his arms and laughed, "Sure, a real close friend I'd wager. I know that look she wears and she didn't get it by being just your friend".

Robby calmly steered the conversation towards her and Jeff. He learned that they owned a successful real estate business in Oklahoma City and were a very open minded couple. Robby caught her hint but ignored it. Across the dance floor, Jeff was dropping the same hint to Jenna. Jenna deftly avoided answering him but his suggestive ploy started her thinking. Jenna had enjoyed a threesome with her roommate in college. It was one of her fondest memories. She sure wouldn't mind a repeat of that night with Robby and the luscious Laura. She and Laura were hitting it off, so it just might be a possibility.

The evening remained fun, despite Jeff and Lisa's disappointment in not convincing Jenna and Robby into a little swap. The drinks flowed freely; by midnight everyone but Robby, who had stuck to club soda, was a little tipsy. Champagne corks popped at midnight and kisses were the order of the day. Robby received three of the hottest kisses of his life and Laura got two of her own. Her eyes flew open in surprise when Jenna French kissed her right there in the French Quarter. Jenna did not pursue or prolong the kiss, however; so Laura figured it was mainly the alcohol making everyone a little too happy. They stayed and partied until two in the morning.

Laura was feeling no pain as they walked arm in arm back to the hotel. Jenna turned out to be a great person; Laura thought they were going to become good friends. Jenna was not overly familiar with Robby; in fact, she seemed to be thrilled with Robby and Laura being together. Laura guessed she could have avoided all the histrionics of the night before, but then, she would have missed her little hairbrush and lotion spanking session afterward. The thought of the way Robby took charge of her body made her weak in the knees. When he did that, she would do absolutely anything he wanted and love every minute of it. Yes, she had remembered to get the required K-Y product.

For propriety's sake, Laura and Jenna went into the hotel first. Jenna walked Laura to her suite and Laura thought nothing of inviting her in for a nightcap. Robby arrived about ten minutes later. He let himself in and was pleased and surprised, but mostly surprised, to find both women sitting on the couch. They each had a glass of wine in their hand and were chatting like old friends. He went and fixed himself a coke, fired up the radio, then sat on one side of Laura. They talked and laughed about the evening, Jenna regaling them about dancing with Jeff. She said he had some slick moves that were very effective. Laura said she had not seen anything out of place; Jenna told her that was why he was so slick. Laura got unsteadily to her feet and said 'show me'.

Jenna gave Robby a wink and stood up. She took Laura in her arms and positioned her so that both Laura's arms were around her neck. She brushed Laura's hair back then began to whisper into her ear. Laura shivered at the erotic images Jenna painted. Jenna was telling her how good Laura would feel tonight as Robby made love to her. She was so caught up in Jenna's soft sexy voice she didn't notice the hand that had crept between them until it had fully encased her breast. Laura started to pull back but Jenna slid a hand down onto her butt and whispered, "There's more". Laura nodded weakly and snuggled back into the teacher's arms. Jenna pushed on her butt until Laura was straddling her thigh. Laura started involuntarily pushing against her as Jenna captured her nipple through her dress and kissed her.

Jenna thought she had a willing new pupil when all of unaccustomed imbibing caught up with Laura. The blonde stumbled, gasped, and announced that she was going to be sick. Robby rushed over and took her to the bathroom. He held her hair out of the way, as Laura sacrificed a hundred dollars worth of drinks to the porcelain goddess. Between them, Jenna and Robby cleaned her up and got her into the bed. Jenna was mightily disappointed and tried to get Robby to make up for Laura's sudden departure. When Robby refused, she only shrugged, kissed him goodnight, and left. Robby undressed and slipped into the bed to hold his sweetheart.

Robby woke up at nine and ordered room service. He let Laura sleep until the food arrived at ten, then gently kissed her awake. Laura moaned pitifully and sat up holding her head. Robby worked hard at keeping a straight face as he fed her three aspirins and a tall glass of ice water. Laura finished the water and plopped back onto the bed.

"Oh, Baby", she moaned, "I feel so bad I'd have to get better to die."

Robby bit his tongue to keep from laughing. He held her and stroked her hair until her head quit pounding.

"I need to brush my teeth; my mouth tastes like the bottom of a bird cage," she said.

Robby had to laugh at that and asked just when she had had that experience. Laura shot him a dirty look, then started laughing too. He helped her up and adjusted the shower as she brushed the fur off her tongue. She got into the shower with him and moaned in appreciation as he shampooed her hair and bathed her. She stood head down in the pelting spray while he cleaned himself then gratefully let him dry her. A couple of pieces of cinnamon toast settled her stomach. By eleven, she felt quasi-human. She fixed her hair and dressed while Robby went down to his room to get ready for a day of sight seeing. On a whim, she called Jenna and asked her to join them. She did not remember a lot of last evening, but she recalled she had enjoyed having Jenna with them.

The trio bought a daypass for the streetcars and busses at the front desk, then stepped out and headed west to find the St. Charles Streetcar. They boarded at the first stop on St. Charles Avenue, as recommended by the desk clerk, and managed to snag seats before the trolley filled with tourists. Eventually, Robby gave up his seat to a lady and stood in front of his companions for close to fifteen minutes as they rode to the zoo. Both Laura and Jenna noticed that, although they were chatting quietly to each other, their gazes were actually fixed on Robby's zipper and the effect the rocking motion of the trolley was having on his manhood. Salacious thoughts flitted across each of their minds, but they actually only spoke about the grand mansions they could glimpse down the streets. For his part, Robby ignored their stares and paid close attention to the wood, workmanship, and brass fittings of the trolley.

Finally, they arrived at the Audubon Zoo, across the street from Tulane and Loyola Universities. The zoo turned out to be surprisingly attractive with thoughtful exhibits designed for both children and grownups. The biggest surprise was Monkey Hill. An artificial elevation built, it said, in the 1930s to show the children of New Orleans what a hill was since the land all around the city was flood plane flat. Robby liked the white tigers; Jenna and Laura voted for the gorillas, especially the new nineteen-year-old silverback, Casey, who had a fierce male expression and adept fingers. Laura thought she saw him swinging a hairbrush, but it was just a piece of bark.

As the day wore on, his two companions seemed to be walking closer and closer on either side of Robby, who finally realized that the animal odors and occasional glimpses of half-hearted mating by some of the inmates were affecting the two women. He knew instinctively what to do. As they finished touring the zoo, he suggested stopping at a local restaurant for a light meal. Luckily, taxis were at the entrance and they caught one to get to a nearby place Robby had checked in his brochure and had gotten the desk to make reservations. Called Delmonico's, it was now under the ownership of famed chef and nice guy Emeril Lagasse. What a treat for his friends, as they discovered both the restaurant and Robby's thoughtful planning.

Mr. Lagasse was not handling any skillets that day but all three enjoyed a great late lunch. As soon as someone at another table mentioned naptime, the two women stood and pulled Robby to his feet. "Which way to the streetcar?" they asked as they breezed out the door, leaving a curious trail of Cajun spices and pheromones.

In no time, they were back at the hotel and in the lobby. Laura had had a wonderful time and having Jenna along only added to the fun. Laura and Jenna had a lot more in common than just Robby. They seem to agree on almost everything. Laura thought she had found a new best friend. The three of them rode the elevator up to the fourteenth floor. Jenna was as in heat as the lioness at the zoo. Laura, although strangely aroused as well, was tired and still not recovered from last night. She decided that she would take a nap; Jenna and Robby could hang out in the suite if they wanted. A couple of hours sleep and she would be ready for the evening, she figured.

They were no sooner in the suite than Jenna's cell phone rang. It was one of the other chaperones in a panic because two of the girls were missing. Jenna reluctantly agreed to join the search. Robby said he would help as well. Jenna was seriously disappointed at the turn of events, she had hoped for a little time alone with Laura. Oh well, duty first. Robby kissed Laura goodbye, then Jenna did the same. Laura did not even flinch when Jenna licked her lips apart and scraped her tongue across Laura's teeth. It felt not only good but also natural to kiss her new friend that way. 

Robby and Jenna caught the elevator down to the lobby. As soon as the doors closed, Jenna gave Robby a searing kiss.

"I really like Laura, I think we are going to become really close friends," Jenna said.

Robby allowed that that would be great, but warned Jenna to be careful with Laura and her feelings. He then explained about Laura's tragic past. Jenna was almost in tears when they arrived at the lobby. As they split up and headed in different directions on Canal Street, Jenna started to reevaluate her plans for Laura. She decided that the best course of action was to let Laura set the pace. Laura was still going to be a great friend and Jenna was going to be there if Laura wanted more.

In room 1407, Laura stripped down to her panties and slipped between the cool sheets. She could still feel Robby and Jenna's kisses on her lips. She drifted off to sleep thinking that they were both equally nice and equally exciting. She wanted more of each.



Robby Ch. 03



Part Three - Valentine's Day

Laura Miller glanced at her watch for the millionth time; Jesus, time was standing still. It was Friday afternoon, February 13th, and she had an hour left before she could leave work for the day. Laura was not normally so antsy to depart; she had not become the youngest branch manager at the bank by being slothful. Tonight, however, she had plans. It had been an arduous week and she was ready to let her hair down.

She shook her head in wonder. Imagine that, she was Laura Miller, the poster girl for prim and proper only two months ago. Now she was champing at the bit to get off work so she could go bar-hopping. Of course, things would be different if Robby were around, but he was in Tampa at a band competition. So tonight, she and Jenna Billings were going to Kelso's, a huge new bar in downtown Orlando. Jenna had somehow snagged tickets to 'Thunder Down Under' an all-male dance review that was the hottest show in town.

Jenna had turned out to be a great person and a good friend once Laura had gotten over her little spate of jealousy. She and Jenna talked on the phone often and saw each other a couple of times a week. Jenna was still touchy-feely, but was not overtly sexual towards Laura. Laura did not know if she was relieved or disappointed about that. It was like being a teenager again, her discovering her sexuality. She had gone twenty six years without giving sex much of a thought; now she was making up for lost time with a vengeance. "Oh my", she thought, squeezing her thighs together, all this thinking about sex was getting her hot. Her man had been gone for three days and she was ready to climb the walls. Robby was in for some serious love-making when he came home tomorrow.

The clock finally completed its slow motion journey to five. Laura bid her co-workers goodbye and had to keep from running to her car. She fired up her Lexus and made the trip home in record time.

Jenna showed up at six on the dot. Laura was just toweling her hair from the shower when Jenna rang the bell. Laura slipped on her robe, hustled to the door, and let her friend in. Jenna was carrying a garment bag and a small suitcase; she still wore the clothes she had taught in that day.

"I thought I'd get ready over here to save time," Jenna said.

"Of course, Jen; I'd love the company," Laura answered. 

Jenna followed Laura up to her bedroom and dropped her bags on the bed. To Laura's surprise, Jenna started stripping off her clothes.

"Do you mind if I use your shower?" Jenna asked.

Laura shook her head as she tried not to make it obvious that she was checking out Jenna's body. Jenna seemed oblivious to Laura's flickering gaze as she nonchalantly disrobed. Wow, was she built, Laura thought. She looked good naked, not something every woman could claim. Laura's eyes were drawn immediately to the skin her bikini covered. All the good parts stood out starkly white. Jenna's voice drew Laura out of her trance.

"Do you think these sag to much to go braless?" Jenna asked, hold up her breasts.

Laura shook her head emphatically.

"No, they are the biggest, firmest ones I've ever seen," Laura said almost reverently.

"Oh, aren't you sweet!" Jenna exclaimed.

She gave Laura a little kiss on the lips them spun around and headed to the bathroom. Jenna did not shut the door and Laura stared to her hearts content as her friend bent over and adjusted the water. Jenna's ass was as voluptuous as her breasts. Laura wondered how Robby could give all that up for her own scrawny body. 

By seven-thirty, they were dressed and out the door. Jenna said they would eat at Red Lobster first, and then head over to Kelso's for the ten o'clock show. They had a nice conversation over lobster bisque. Jenna did most of the talking, regaling Laura with stories of the antic in her classroom. 

They arrived at Kelso's at nine-thirty, Jenna turned in her tickets, and they got their hands stamped.

"Enjoy the show, ladies," leered the bouncer at the door. "If you need anything ask for Ralph. That's me, and I can take care of anything you might need."

Jenna gave Ralph her second most devastating smile as she squared her shoulders and thrust out her formidable rack. She laid her hand on his muscular forearm, digging her carmine tipped fingers lightly into his skin.

"Anything, Ralph?" she simpered.

Ralph gulped.

"Anything at all," he said shakily.

Jenna laughed gaily and pulled Laura into the rapidly filling bar. Laura followed meekly, still in awe at Jenna's performance at the door. Jenna had to be the most seductive and sexy woman she had ever met. Her interplay with the bouncer bore immediate fruit as Ralph waved one of the other bouncers over. He nodded toward Jenna and Laura and whispered something in the guy's ear. The other man caught up with them.

"This way, ladies; I have a table up front for you," he said.

Jenna took his arm, then turned around and blew Ralph a kiss. The bouncer took them to a table for six right on the edge of the dance floor and make-shift stage. He held the two empty chairs out for them, told them to enjoy, and then disappeared. All the women at her table were pretty and sexy. Laura figured that the bouncers put them all in good seats hoping at least one of them would show their appreciation later. Laura thought she should have been offended but damn, they were the best seats in the house.

Jenna ordered them both some sort of exotic-sounding drink as they made conversation with their tablemates. The drink was delicious, tasting as if there were hardly any alcohol in the sweet concoction. Laura was on her second mai tai when the show started and having a wonderful time. The show was incredible. Laura had never seen so many sexy hunks in the flesh in her life. Jenna was keeping her in stitches as she described their obvious attributes in explicit language. Laura even overcame her shyness and was stuffing dollar bills in the dancers G-strings before the night was over. In return, she received some hot kisses and some of the dancers even copped a feel or two. 

Jenna drove them home; she had had only one drink to Laura's four. They burst into Laura's house still laughing about the studly dancers. Laura got them wine as Jenna put on some music. Neither woman was ready for the night to end just yet. They were sitting on the couch talking when Laura asked Jenna how her affair with Robby started. Jenna regarded her for a moment.

"Didn't Robby tell you?" Jenna asked.

"No, he told me if you wanted me to know you would tell me. He says you two are just friends even though I know better," Laura answered.

"That boy is a saint; any other guy would have blabbed all over town that he'd gotten into my pants," Jenna said fondly.

Then Jenna told her story. She had noticed Robert J. Davis the first day of class; he was so conscientious and intelligent. As time went by, she also noticed how sweet and handsome he was. That was all there was to it, at first. Then one day he gave her a rose after class. It was a thank you, he said, for the inspiration she had given him on his research paper. She was lost, Jenna said, when he touched her hand as she took the rose. She was staring into his eyes as his lips keep getting closer and closer to hers. She tried to will her head to move to avoid his kiss; instead, she licked her lips and closed her eyes. The rest, as they say was history. Robert got them a room the next weekend and made love to her the way she had only dreamed of. Thank god that he was so responsible, Jenna added, because she had no self control around him.

Laura was hanging on to every word out of Jenna's mouth as if they were covered in platinum. The story did not even ignite the tiniest spark of jealousy. It did, however, make her hot.

"He affects me the same way. I can hardly control myself around him. But I was a shy repressed housewife; you are a beautiful woman who can wrap men around your finger."

Jenna gave a bark of genuine laughter.

"So could you, honey; with your looks and body I could teach you to have men eating out of your hand in just one evening."

That idea, for some reason, excited Laura. She would love to be as sexy as Jenna, especially for Robby. She did not vocalize that thought though; instead, she changed the subject.

"Were you always so sexy?" Laura asked.

"No, I was a late bloomer. Through most of high school, I was a mess: bad skin, bad hair, and over-weight. Right before graduation, I blossomed. I hit college with a new body, a new look, and a burning desire to lose my virginity. It took me a month to let my Psychology 101 professor think he seduced me. He was a bounder, but he was talented in the sack. I discovered that I loved sex, and never looked back. I took a succession of casual lovers, enjoying some more than others. I always had a couple of guys on the hook for emergencies; that is, until I met Robert. I am afraid he spoiled me, now guys have to pass the Robert Davis test. Sadly, not many do."

Laura blushed scarlet but the alcohol loosened her tongue enough to ask her next question.

"What about women. You seem to like them as well."

Jenna laughed again.

"Boy, you are full of surprises. When I was a sophomore, my dorm-mate flunked out. I was assigned a new roomie who happened to be a senior. She was bisexual and seduced me one night almost as expertly as Robert did. She showed me that you could have fun with men and women if you kept an open mind," Jenna replied.

By now Laura was so hot she was squirming. A fact not lost on Jenna.

"How did she seduce you?" Laura asked breathlessly.

Jenna smiled tightly; the game was on.

"Beth was reading in our room when I came in from a disastrous date. My latest heart throb was on the football team. He thought it was just fine to get drunk, get his rocks off, and dump me at the dorm so he could go drinking some more. I sat on her bed and told her my tale of woe. She started rubbing my shoulders while I talked. Her hands felt really nice."

Jenna demonstrated for Laura as she turned the blonde sideways and swept her long blonde hair off her neck. The gentle massaging did feel nice, Laura thought.

"What happened next," Laura whispered.

Jenna reached in front of Laura and started unbuttoning her blouse. She continued talking softly.

"My blouse was tight like yours so she undid a few buttons so she could reach more of my shoulders. I didn't protest, she had magic fingers and I was tense after my shitty date. When her hands started dipping into the front of my blouse like this, caressing the tops of my breasts, I didn't say anything. Her hands still felt incredibly nice, nothing like the pawing I had received earlier."

By now, Jenna was stroking Laura's breast almost to the nipple. The Victoria's Secret bra was doing its job of pushing Laura's mounds in and up while exposing plenty of skin. Laura was making little cooing noises as her head lolled back against the auburn-haired teacher. Gotcha, thought Jenna, as Laura turned her head and sought Jenna's lips. Gotcha was also what Laura thought, as she felt Jenna respond.

Laura could not help herself; the combination of the drinks, the dancers, and Jenna's erotic stories had her on fire. She hungrily kissed busty Jenna, thrusting her tongue into her friend's mouth. It was slightly uncomfortable craning her neck to kiss, but Jenna would not let her turn around. Instead, the teacher reached down and unhooked her bra. Laura moaned as nimble fingers captured her nipples. Laura was moaning her need into Jenna's mouth when Jenna released one of her nipples and made a beeline under her skirt with the free hand. Laura splayed her legs and held her breath as a beautifully manicured hand covered the crotch of her sopping panties.

Then Jenna was no longer behind her. Her lovely friend slid to the floor and turned Laura so that her feet were flat on the floor and she was leaning back against the couch. Jenna could not believe how sexy wild-haired Laura looked as she gazed back at her with lust-hooded eyes. Laura raised her butt as Jenna dragged her panties off. Then she fell back on the couch as Jenna buried her head under Laura's skirt. Jenna had a talented tongue, almost in the same league as Robby, Laura thought - part of Laura's mind was strangely analytical and focused on the process. But Jenna was clearly not the one who had taught Robby his technique. They had completely different styles. 

After Jenna brought her to a quick orgasm, Laura stood up, took Jen's hand, and led her to the bedroom. Taking the lead seemed the right thing to do at the moment. It was a marvelously erotic night for both women. Laura found that teacher Jenna was actually quick to submit to her once she asserted herself. Laura liked that. So, apparently, did Jenna, if her cries of passion were any indication. Laura came the hardest while they were locked in a torrid sixty-nine. She was on the top grinding her little bald mound on Jenna's face as she fisted her new lover. The teacher had become her obedient pupil. She could not wait until Robby returned and could join them. 

Robby returned home Saturday the fourteenth. He spent the requisite time with his parents then hightailed it to Laura's. Laura met him at the door and flung herself on him. For the lovers, their three days apart seemed like an eternity. Robby's kisses instantaneously reignited Laura's full measure of passion, despite her night of love-making with Jenna. Laura took Robby by the hand and half-led, half-dragged him into the bedroom. 

After their reunion, Laura told a thoroughly drained Robby all about her evening with Jenna. She was careful not to omit anything; she wanted to make sure that Robby could expect her to be totally honest with him. Robby teased her about letting the dancers cop a few feels. Laura blushed prettily and said the dancing and drinks had made her horny, but she would never-ever let it get out of hand. Then they discussed her relationship with Jenna as well as the surprisingly dominant role for neophyte Laura. Robby did not mind that she and Jenna had been intimate; in fact, he thought it was sexy as hell. The only question was: what next?

This was uncharted territory for both of them. Would it be possible for them to all three be together without jealousy rearing its ugly head? They finally decided that they would talk to Jenna about it that evening and see what she thought. After all, Jenna was the worldliest of the three of them and probably knew how those things worked. 

Robby had plans for the evening that could be expanded to include Jenna. Laura tried to wheedle what the plans were but Robby would only tell her that she and Jenna needed to be ready at six-thirty. Robby left Laura's at four to get dressed for the evening, or at least that is what he told Laura. Jenna arrived at Laura's at six wearing a shimmery green dress that matched her eyes and set off her auburn hair. Laura was almost ready when Jenna arrived. She was wearing her favorite lbd (little black dress), comfortable in the knowledge that it looked, as Robby would say, 'way fine' on her.

At exactly six-thirty the doorbell rang. Laura thought it odd that Robby would not just let himself in. She was surprised that it was not Robby at the door; instead, a liveried limousine driver stood on the stoop, hat in hand. 

"Ms Miller?" the driver asked.

At her confirming nod, he continued.

"Ms Miller, Mister Davis sent me for you and Ms Billings." 

Laura nodded again, she told the driver just a minute, and went in to retrieve her coat and Jenna. The driver led them out to the white stretch Lincoln and held the door for them. Two bouquets of roses sat on the seat and an open bottle of champagne waited in a frosty ice bucket. After they were settled in the plush velour seat, the driver handed Laura a note. 'Sit back, relax, enjoy the bubbly and I'll see you in an hour' the note read. The driver smoothly maneuvered the big car out to State Road 50 east, then north on I-95. Laura and Jenna were just finishing the champagne when the driver pulled off 95 at the New Smyrna Beach exit and headed east again.

The driver had called from his cell phone so Robby was waiting for them in front of the resort. After kissing him on the cheek, the two women took his arm and he escorted them upstairs. The room he had reserved for the three day weekend was a one bedroom suite on the sixth floor with a balcony over-looking the ocean. Robby had spent all his Christmas and birthday money on the room and limo. He had been saving money for a new audio system for his truck. Looking at his two gorgeous companions, he decided he had definitely made the right decision. 

Laura, Robby, and Jenna were standing on the balcony looking out at the moonlit ocean when there was a knock at the door. Robby told the ladies to stay put while he answered it. Their visitor was a waiter with a rolling cart that held their supper. Robby signed for the meal and wheeled the cart into the room. Laura and Jenna came in then and helped him put the food on the small dining table. 

Eating together was a great ice-breaker. The awkwardness of the situation melted away as they fed each other, talked, and laughed. After an excellent meal, the trio went back out to the balcony, the women drinking champagne that Jenna had called down for. Robby declined when Jenna offered him a glass of bubbly, he did not want anything impairing what he hoped would be the night of his dreams. He was standing between them, an arm around each woman's waist. They were pressed lightly, comfortably, against his side. 

Amazingly, Laura was the one who got the ball rolling by seeking his lips with hers. She gave him a searing kiss then pulled her head back.

"Kiss Jenna," she ordered. "She has missed you, so make it a good one."

Robby turned his head and dipped it as Jenna rose up to fuse her lips to his. Robby turned to face her and Jenna molded her body against him. Laura disengaged herself from Robby's side and moved behind Jenna. As Jen and Robby kissed, she unzipped the back of Jenna's dress then unfastened her bra. She smiled at Robby over Jenna's shoulder as she reached around the teacher and palmed her large, now unfettered, breasts. 

Robby was dumb-struck by how sexually aggressive Laura was tonight. His sweet little blonde honey appeared determined to run the show. Well, that was just fine with him, but he was curious about how Jen would react. Jenna unwound her arms from around Robby's neck as Laura started tugging her dress off her.

"Let's get you naked, honey; I want at those goodies again," Laura said to Jenna.

Jenna held her hands to her sides as Laura pushed her dress off her flared hips. She stepped out of the green silky pool of material leaving her naked except for pantyhose and high heels.

"No more pantyhose," Laura said. "I want my stuff always available. Now get in there, finish undressing, and wait for us."

"Ok," Jenna whispered as she hurried towards the bedroom.

Robby stood there in amazement. What the hell? He looked askance at Laura; she grinned back at him.

"Funny how that worked out. I discovered that, with her at least, I like to be in charge and that's how Jenna wants it too. She explained it all to me last night. Her first woman lover was forceful with her and that struck a receptive nerve with Jen. When I took control last night it made both of us twice as hot. I don't know where this is going but I am sure anxious to find out."

"You are amazing," Robby said in awe.

Robby and Laura walked into the bedroom and found a deliciously naked Jenna Billing sprawled on top of the covers. Robby undressed Laura and watched as she crawled onto the bed. Laura fell on top of Jenna and immediately fastened her lips to Jenna's large nipple. Robby started ripping off his clothes, the erotic vision before him adding impetus to his disrobing. He climbed on the bed on the other side of Jenna and started kissing her lips. Laura gave Jenna's nipple a hard nip then moved her head.




Robby Ch. 03



"I think our lover should show her appreciation by taking us both at once," Laura said as she sprawled on her back.

Jenna nodded eagerly and quickly moved between Laura's thighs. Jenna was on her knees with her butt waving in the air in front of Robby's face. He knee walked up behind her and positioned his dick at the entrance of already moist tunnel. Jenna moaned into Laura's fragrant pussy as Robby sank his shaft into hers. Laura was having the time of her life as Jenna worked slavishly on her clit. The sight of her man pounding her woman into oblivion added even more heat to the moment. Laura was quickly on the edge of climaxing; she could tell Jenna was close so she tried to hold off so they could come together. When Jenna started cumming, she sucked hard on Laura's clit. That sent Laura over the top, the pulsating, rhythmic milking action of Jenna's talented tunnel brought Robby along with them.

For two hours, the torrid trio made love. When Robby's cock flagged Laura got it back up by putting Jenna through her paces. At one point Laura had Jenna on her back and was lying on top of the bigger girl. Laura had her hand between them toying with the small thatch of red hair at the top of Jenna's slit.

"Tell Robby what you want me to do now," Laura said. 

Jenna turned redder than her hair.

"I want that thing with you fingers," Jenna said.

"What thing with my fingers?" Laura teased.

"When you put them all in me," Jenna whispered.

Robby looked at Laura questioningly. Laura smiled and knelt between Jenna's splayed legs. Jenna raised her knees as Laura formed her small hand into a tube of sorts and started working it into Jenna's slit. Robby watched in disbelief as Jenna gruntingly accepted Laura's hand. Soon Laura's hand disappeared into his English teacher to the wrist. Laura then reached up with her other hand and twisted Jenna's nipple.

"Harder," Jenna gasped.

Laura obliged, twisting her nipple almost cruelly and forcing her fist further into the writhing Jenna. Robby immediately started getting hard watching them. Jenna almost as quickly started to cum.

"I think I want to do this while Robby takes your big ass," Laura said huskily. 

The idea must have appealed to Jenna because she came like a mad woman. They did not try that particular combination that night, but Laura told Jenna next time they would. Robby used his new erection to take Laura doggie style. Jenna crawled under them and licked anything she could reach.

When all three were finally sated, the major problem with Robby's plan for the weekend surfaced. He had kept the women's destination a surprise so the only clothes they had with them was what they had on. At two in the morning, Robby ended up driving them back to Orland so they could get a change of clothes or two. The trio camped out at Laura's for the rest of the night. By ten the next morning they were on the road, dodging traffic headed for the Daytona 500 by taking US 1. 

The rest of the weekend was just as good as Robby's imagination thought it would be, with the added bonus of Jenna thrown in. They walked on the beach, went to a club, and made a lot of whoopee in their room. Oh yeah, and they talked some about this new relationship. In addition, Jenna came through on her promise of showing Laura how diabolically easy it was to get most men to do what you wanted. Laura did not believe it was quite that easy but was determined to see if she could use Jenna's subtle little ploys to her advantage. As far as their relationship was concerned, they decided that they would be discreet and confine their activities to the three of them. The world was too dangerous a place now to be sleeping around much. Laura told Robby privately that Jenna was looking to settle down and would probably find the right man in the near future. She told him that he had given the teacher an example to shoot for.

Laura took the knowledge Jenna had imparted and applied it at work the following day at the managers' weekly meeting. It was as Jenna said: a little eye contact, a subtle touch on the arm, and a soft voice had the VP of Operations hanging onto her every word. It was really the first notice he had ever paid her. The technique worked on Myrna Callahan the outed lesbian VP of Customer Service, also, Laura noticed. Her little actions might not earn her a promotion but it sure might make the dreaded corporate visits easier to take. 

Laura's smugly proud mood was dashed that evening when an obviously distraught Robby came over.

"Laura, my sister Karen is in the hospital. Her asshole of a husband beat her. We might not be seeing each other much for awhile," he said.

To be continued...



Robby Ch. 04



Chapter Four - Easter

Robbie drove to Tampa to see his battered sister, Karen, as soon as he could pack a bag. He was worried sick about her. His parents were already at the hospital and were keeping Robby posted on Karen's status by cell phone. In addition to the concern for his sister, Robby was also as pissed off at her asshole of a husband as he had ever been at anyone in his life. Robbie was an easy-going guy but his good nature had an edgy side when he was angry. Karen's husband, Jason, had been arrested for domestic violence but was already out on bail courtesy of his wealthy parents and their compassionate attorney.

Karen was in a private room at the hospital; asshole Jason's parents were footing the bill for that as well, on advice of counsel. Jason Oliver was in hiding somewhere to avoid the bad press he was bringing his family; that was their main concern - bad press. It broke Robby's heart to see his sister there in the bed, her face swaddled in bandages. She was so small and looked so vulnerable. Carl and Louise Davis were relieved to see their son arrive. Karen had been asking for him every since they had been there. Carl and Louise went to the hospital cafeteria while Robby sat by the bed and held his sister's hand. Robby asked her what had happened.

"Jason came home after being gone for two days; I was angry and we started arguing. I told him I knew he was seeing other women and was involved in drugs and I wanted a divorce. He went crazy over that and started slapping me. He tore off my robe then started beating me while he raped me. He said he would kill me before he would let me have a divorce.

"I must have passed out because, when I woke up, he was gone. I called 911 from my cell phone and the police showed up with an ambulance. Jason showed up at the police station with his parents' lawyer. He spent the night in jail but then got out on bail. I am so scared, Robby; what if he tries to kill me like he said. He is mean and crazy," Karen sobbed.

"That's why I came here; and, when you are better, you are going home with me," Robbie promised.

"That's what I want, Robby; but what about school? I'll be here at least a week," Karen said.

Then she started crying harder and touched the bandage across her nose and over her left eye.

"The bastard broke my nose and chipped my eye socket. The doctor fixed my nose but said it will not look the same. And he won't know if my vision has been permanently affected until the swelling goes down," she wailed.

"Take it easy, Kari; everything will be just fine. Besides, I'll still love you even if you end up with two noses and one eye," he teased.

"Thanks, Robby; I know you mean that even if you said it as a joke. You are the only man I've ever met that loves me unconditionally. I can't believe I was stupid enough to marry that jerk. He was so sincere and loving when we were dating then he turned into an animal after we were married. Did you know he even tried to swap me with another guy on our honeymoon? I thought he was just drunk so I laughed it off. I am such an idiot. That's why we stopping coming over to visit. I did not want you or Mom or Dad to know anything was wrong; I was ashamed of the jerk I was dumb enough to marry."

"Don't beat yourself up over it, Sis; he was a good actor. He even fooled Mom and Dad. I never liked him just because he was taking you away from me; but I could never imagine him doing this."

"Well, I've learned my lesson; I won't make that mistake twice. I feel so much better with you here, Baby Brother. Can I have a kiss, or am I too ugly?"

Robby leaned over the bed and kissed her gently. She wrapped her slender little arms around his neck and sighed.

"The pain medication is making me drowsy. I wish you could hold me. Will you stay with me if I fall asleep?" she asked.

"You bet I will. I'm going to do some school work while you nap. I have all my assignments for the next week with me. I don't plan on you being out of my sight for a while."

Robby talked to Laura a couple of times a day while Karen was in the hospital. Laura said she was so lonely without him and missed him terribly. She would have felt even worse if it were not for their friend Jenna. Robby missed Laura also; they had been inseparable for four months. Laura told Robby that Jenna had met a man who seemed to be perfect for her. It was early -- but, so far, the guy had done everything right. Laura had met him and even gone out to dinner with them. Robby teased her about already stepping out on him even though he had been gone for only a few days. Laura said to not even joke about that; she was his and his alone.

Karen spent four more days in the hospital, mostly as a precaution for the slight concussion she had suffered. The bandages came off the day before she was discharged. Robby's anger flared anew when he saw the livid purple bruises that still covered her face. Mr. Jason Oliver had an ass-whipping coming if Robby got his hands on him. Anyone that hit a woman was a worm in Robby's opinion. But to beat his sister, who was barely five foot two and a hundred pounds, was truly despicable. Robby knew that he could kick big soft Jason's ass. His dad had boxed in college and taught Robby how to handle himself since when he was seven. Carl Davis had also insisted Robby take martial arts to counterbalance the music lessons Louise had Robby take.

Carl had to go back to his business after a couple of days. He drove Robby's truck back to Orlando and left his wife and son his Caddy. Robby usually teased Carl mercilessly about his flashy maroon 'pimp-mobile'. Carl protested that he needed it to impress clients -- but even Louise said he had bought the car because he had always wanted one.

Robby and Louise bundled Karen into the plush back seat of the car and drove her to her house. Robby went in first, half-hoping Jason was there. Jason, however, was still lying low, hiding out at his parents' place, and being a model citizen. When Robby had thoroughly checked the house, Louise and Karen came in and packed a couple of bags of necessities. From Karen's house, they drove straight back to Orlando. Karen said that she was never going back to that house or anywhere near Jason again.

At the Davis' home, Karen blanched and balked at the thought of being alone in her old room. She was petrified that Jason would come there and hurt her again. They settled on her sleeping with Robby in his room. Robby had always sought Karen's bed for comfort when he was small and something had scared him. So, it seemed only natural that he would provide the same comfort for her. But that was for later that night; for now, Louise and Robby made Karen comfortable on the couch where she could watch the television. Robby sat at the end of the couch with her feet in his lap. She cooed in contentment as he rubbed her tiny feet.

Louise Davis stood in the kitchen and watched them over the counter top as they shared the couch. She had never seen a bond between siblings as strong as her childrens'. Karen had never resented Robby for a second, not even when she was a teenager and was stuck baby-sitting him. Even with their seven year difference in age, they were best friends growing up. Karen had been fiercely protective of her brother when he was a youngster. She had even once taken on the neighborhood bully to protect him, a boy considerably bigger than she. Their roles reversed when Robby hit puberty at thirteen. Now, he was the protector and comforter. Louise knew that if Jason Oliver showed up at their house, he would be in for some serious trouble, even if her husband were not around.

Laura made a bee-line straight to the Davis' house when she arrived home from work. She walked into the house and straight into Robby's arms. She knew she was probably making a spectacle of herself but did not care as she covered his face with kisses. Karen sat up on the couch wrapping herself in the quilt Robby had covered her with to make room for Laura to sit. Laura had met Karen a few times but did not actually know her very well. Karen had been in college then off on her own since Laura had moved in next door four years ago. Laura was equally aghast at the lividly bruised and still-swollen face of her man's sister. She had never seen anyone that badly beaten in real life.

Carl arrived home shortly after Laura. They all shared a nice dinner and sat in the family room watching TV until ten. Robby walked Laura home and they talked on the porch for a few minutes. They exchanged a couple of passionate kisses; Laura began massaging Robby's hard dick through his covering trousers.

"If you come in for a minute, honey, I'll take care of this for you," Laura said.

"That sounds like the best idea I've heard lately," Robby said. "But if I go in I can't keep an eye on the house. I don't believe Jason is stupid enough to show up here, but you never know."

Laura glanced around, no one was outside, and it was dark on the porch. She pushed Robby backwards until he fell into one of the wicker rockers on the porch. His eyes widened in surprise as she sank to her knees and started unzipping his pants. For Laura, it was the most wickedly brazen thing she had ever done in public. She finally managed to free his beautiful big penis from its cotton prison and enveloped it with her mouth. In fewer than three minutes, he filled her mouth with his seed. Laura had a small orgasm herself just from the act of pleasing him. She cleaned him up with her tongue and tucked him back into his pants.

Robby stood up and took her in his arms. When he had kissed her until she was breathless, he let her go. She started to turn and slip into the house.

"Not so fast, Blondie," he said as his hand snaked up under her skirt.

She spread her legs and clutched his arm as he fingered her to a very public and very intense climax. When she had stopped shaking and regained her composure, he pulled his finger out of her and licked it clean. After another kiss, she finally walked into the house on rubbery legs.

Robby returned home to find Karen in the family room by herself. Their parents had already gone bed.

"How are you feeling, Kari?" Robby asked as he sat down on the couch.

"Grungy, stiff, and sore, but glad to be out of the hospital," she replied.

"Well, maybe I can help you feel better. Stay here and I'll be back in a minute," he said.

Robby went to the shared bathroom that connected the children's rooms. He turned on the hot water to fill the tub, then rooted around under the sink until he found a bottle of Mr. Bubble bubble bath. He dumped a bunch of the bubble mixture into the tub and, after the tub was full of steamy foam, went to retrieve his sister. Karen smiled when she saw the bubble-filled tub.

"You are the greatest, Robbie," she said kissing his cheek.

Robby went back to his room and shut the bathroom door. He was sitting at his desk when Karen called him from the bathroom. Robby peeked his head in the door and asked what she needed.

"Come wash my hair for me, Robby, like you use to. I want to be pampered by someone who loves me."

Karen was submerged in bubbles up to her chin so Robby knelt by the tub and she handed him the shampoo. Robby had always loved washing his sister's long thick chestnut hair. He worked the shampoo into a lather on top of her head then scratched and massaged her scalp. Karen groaned and sighed her appreciation as he worked. When he had finished with the shampoo, he took a large cup from under the sink and rinsed her hair. He applied conditioner next and combed it through her thick mane with his fingers.


Karen sat up, leaned forward, and handed Robbie the wash cloth. Robby soaped the cloth and washed her back. When he finished her back, he rinsed the conditioner out of her hair.

"Thanks, Sweet Baby; no one in the world makes me feel as good as you. I'm going to lie here for a while and soak out some aches and pains, ok?"

"Sure, Sis; call me if you need anything."

Robby went back to his desk to finish the last of his school assignments. Tomorrow was the last day of class before Easter break and Jenna Billings, his friend and English teacher, was coming by on her way to school to pick up his week's work. He was just finishing gathering all his papers together to give to Jenna when Karen walked out of the bath wrapped in a towel with another turbaned on her wet hair. She opened her suitcase and took out a pair of tiny pink panties then rummaged through Robby's chest-of-drawers until she found one of his t-shirts. When she had her sleepwear assembled, she unceremoniously dropped the towel from around her body and removed the towel from her head.

Robby started at her unabashedly as she stood five feet in front of him as naked as the day she was born. The saying that dynamite came in small packages was coined to describe his sister. She was short and slender yet had long legs and perky breasts that were surprisingly full. Her ass was a perfect shape and jutted out saucily.

"You still have the nicest body I've ever seen," Robbie said admiringly.

"Thanks, Robby. Yours is the one opinion I know isn't a line of bullshit."

She slipped on her panties and his t-shirt then went back to the bathroom to blow dry her hair. Robby stood up, stripped, and put on a pair of flannel pajama pants. He turned off the overhead light, turned on his bedside lamp, and crawled under the covers. Robby was just nodding off when Karen slid under the covers. Robby rolled over on his side, snuggled up to her, and draped his arm over her.

"This is the first time in forever that I've felt comfortable in bed with someone. I'm sorry I'm keeping you away from Laura," Karen said, pulling his arm tighter around her.

"That's not a problem Kari, Laura understands and knows how close we are. Now go to sleep and let me hold you."

She did just that, and he followed her into dreamland.

Robby woke up the next morning with his morning erection pressed into the crevice of a delectable ass. He squeezed the plump breast that was somehow in his hand and sighed in contentment. Then he realized to whom the breast and ass belonged. He quickly let go of his sister and scooted backwards. Karen made a little disapproving noise at the loss of contact with him but thankfully stayed asleep.

Robbie went into the bathroom and took a shower. Karen was awake when he returned to his bedroom. She stretched luxuriously and shot him a smile.

"That was the best night's sleep I've had in a while, baby brother. I feel almost human this morning."

Robby thought she was incredibly cute even with her black eyes and still-swollen nose. Her hair was tousled and his t-shirt was about ten sizes too big for her. She looked as if she were about twelve. Karen slid out of bed and padded barefoot into the bathroom so Robby quickly dressed in some cut-off jeans and an old shirt. He was slipping on his rattiest sneakers when she reappeared.

"Where are you going?" Karen asked in alarm.

"Nowhere, Kari. It's Saturday, I've got to mow the lawn."

"Ok, sorry to be such a sissy; but I don't feel safe without you near me."

Robby went downstairs while she dressed. His mom and dad were up sitting in the nook and drinking coffee. Robbie grabbed a bagel and popped it into the toaster then joined them. Carl was already dressed to go golfing; he had an eight o'clock tee time at the public golf course a few miles from their house. Karen came down a few minutes later and kissed her parents on the cheek. She told them she felt better today and was up for midnight mass that evening. Carl had asked if he should stay home but Karen insisted he go golfing as planned. She felt bad enough about disrupting Robby's life; she did not want to ruin her father's too. Carl finished his coffee then headed out. He reminded Robby to make sure the pool was clean and the chemicals right so his sister could use it if she wanted. The pool had been uncovered since the first of April and the pool's heater had the water temperature up to eighty-five.

Robby followed his dad out to get his lawn equipment from the garage. He had three lawns to mow today, including Laura's and the next door neighbor's on the other side. Cutting grass proved Robby what little disposable income he needed above his allowance. His parents had nixed the idea of a part-time job during the school year. They told him he was already stretched thin enough with school, sports, and band activities.

Robby checked the pool, cut his own yard first, then mowed the Fillmore's next door. As he was using the weedeater around Mr. Fillmore's prized Canary Island Palm tree, Laura walked up to his house and waved to him. Robby waved back. Laura was carrying a beach bag and had on a pool cover-up. Clearly, Karen had invited her over for a swim.

Robby refilled his mower with gasoline and hurried over to Laura's. He was looking forward to a dip in the pool himself as it was already above eighty degrees and it was only nine-thirty in the morning. Robby mowed Laura's backyard first then headed for the front. He had just cleared the edge of her house when he spied a strange car in his drive-way. His heart did a flip-flop as he let go of the mower and sprinted towards his front door. The door was standing wide open and Robbie skidded through it.

Robby took a quick look around; the house was deserted, but the French door leading out to the pool was open. Robby raced through the family room and out the door. Jason was standing on the deck taking off his shirt.

"Come out of the pool, bitch; if I have to go in there to get you, you'll be sorry," Jason said menacingly.

Karen and Laura were standing in chest-deep water in the center of the pool. Both women were petrified with fear.

"Get out of my house, shithead," Robby said as he stepped out the door.

Jason spun around and stared at Robby. Robby knew immediately that Jason was high on something. His eyes were fully dilated even in the sunlight and he had a feral expression on his face. Jason was a big man, probably six-four and two hundred and fifty pounds. He was thirty pounds heavier than when he played second string tight end at the University of Florida.

"Well, well, well, if it's not the fag brother. This is between me and my wife, queer boy; stay out of it if you don't want hurt."

Robby backed towards the far end of the pool away from the door he had just exited. If Jason followed him, the women might be able get into the house and phone the police. Robby decided to give Jason some incentive to come after him.

"Seems to me you're the real faggot since the only person you can beat up is a defenseless woman," Robby taunted.

Jason bellowed and charged towards Robby. Robby noticed his mother was standing at the door with the phone to her ear. His mom looked as frightened as the other women as she franticly motioned for the women in the pool to come into the house with her. Robby stepped to the side to evade the charging Jason but, for all his flabby bulk, Jason was still fairly quick. Jason veered at the last minute and managed to sweep Robby off his feet with his extended arm. Robby fell against the plastic picnic set, sprawled across the table, and hit his head against the umbrella pole. Jason ended up stumbling over one of the resin chairs and fell onto the pool deck on his hands and knees.

Robby's head stung where the pole had smacked it -- but it was nothing serious. He jumped up and managed to regain his balance before Jason could stand. Robby drew back his foot and planted a football type kick into Jason's ribs. Jason grunted as his breath whooshed out. Robby was surprised that Jason continued to rise despite the kick. Robby glanced at the pool to see if Laura and his sister were out yet. The pool was empty so he turned his attention back to Jason. This close to his brother, Robby could smell his acrid body odor. Jason smelled like the speed-freak skinheads at school. Jason was high on methamphetamine. That meant big trouble for Robby. Jason's reflexes would be heightened, he would feel less pain, and he would not tire as easily. Robby hoped Jason had been high all night and was starting to run down.




Robby Ch. 04



Jason was on his feet already and rubbing his side. His was breathing shallowly as if his ribs might be broken.

"You fight like a girl, queer bait; I'm going to tear your fucking head off," Jason spat as he came back at Robby.

The ribs were slowing him down some, thankfully; Robby was able to avoid his rush this time and land a punch to his kidney on the side he had already kicked. Jason cursed and rounded on him again. This time Jason did not charge him blindly, he stalked him, trying to get Robby into the corner of the pool enclosure. Jason took a couple of swings that Robby blocked. The heavy punches hurt even though they were off his forearms and shoulder. Robby punched Jason a couple of times in the face, little flicking jabs that had to have hurt. Jason would stop, blink, and then move forward again, keeping his big body between Robby and the door.

Robby knew that he was in deep shit when his back hit the aluminum corner pole of the screen enclosure. Robby hit Jason with a couple of combinations then covered up when Jason's bulk pushed him into the corner. Jason hit him with some hard shots, not all of which Robbie could block. He was starting to sag to the ground when Jason screamed. Robby did drop to the ground then to get out of the way of two deputies and their tasers. The deputies backed away as the enraged Jason turned on them. The female deputy put away her taser and drew her night-stick.

"On your knees, sir, and you won't get hurt," she said.

"Fuck you, bitch," Jason said and lunged at her.

In a well-coordinated display of teamwork, her partner tased Jason in the side as she cracked him in the shins with her nightstick. Amazingly, Jason only dropped to one knee then staggered back up. A second pair of deputies arrived and the four of them were able to wrestle Jason down and hog tie him. Jason had landed a few punches, including one to the nose of the female deputy. For the second time in two weeks, Jason broke a woman's nose. However, unlike Karen, this woman was not helpless and had friends with her. Jason took the ass-whipping he richly deserved as they none too gently subdued him. The feisty female deputy with the bloody nose wore Jason's shins out with her night-stick. They must have looked as if they were hamburger, judging by the amount of blood seeping through Jason's pant leg.

The officers had a debate about calling Jason an ambulance as Robby sat shakily at the picnic table.

"He can suffer," said Deputy Melvin, then rephrased it as she wincingly wiped the blood off her nose, "Since this citizen does not appear to be in immediate need of emergency treatment, he can enjoy a ride to the hospital with us and get checked out while they fix my nose."

By now, they were all in the house except Jason. The other deputies ended up taking Jason to the emergency room, obeying all traffic laws and speed limits, while Louise Davis administered first-aid to Deputy Melvin with an ice pack. Melvin's partner interviewed Karen while Laura fussed over Robby. Robby was a little bruised and had a small mouse under one eye from a glancing blow; otherwise, he was fine. Deputy Melvin was definitely not a whimp; she stoically stuck to her job until the interviews were completed.

The deputies assured Karen that, this time, Jason was not getting out of jail so easily and then they departed for the hospital. Jason was facing a litany of charges from breaking and entering to multiple counts of assault on a law enforcement officer. Before it was all said and done, attempted murder and a major drug possession charge were added; despite his parents' money and the slickest lawyers they could get to take the case, he received ten years in prison.

After the deputies left, Robby was the center of attention as all three women tried to mother him at once. When Carl came home from the golf course, the women filled him in on what had happened. Carl walked outside with Robby and they sat on the patio table. Carl told his son how proud he was of him; by all accounts his intervention probably saved his sister's life. Robby protested that he was just doing what Carl himself would have done then went back to Laura's to finish her lawn.

Mowing complete, Robby put away his lawn equipment, checked on his sister, and then went back to Laura's to re-check her lawn. He was bone tired after the adrenaline wore off and was starting to get sore from Jason's punches. Laura ran him a hot bath then sat by the tub and bathed him.

"I was so scared when that crazy bastard came out of the house. But I was even more scared for you when you started fighting with him. You are so brave, Robby; he was so big and mean, yet you went right after him."

Robby laughed when she used a curse word, he had never heard her even say 'damn' since he had known her. The bath revived Robby -- and Laura's nearness and touch was making him erect. His hardening dick rose above the water as if it were a submarine's periscope.

"So, how do you plan on rewarding your hero, ma'am?" he asked.

Laura dried him off, took him to bed, and showed him how heroes were treated in these here parts.

Laura was dripping wet by the time she mounted her true love. She insisted on him just lying there while she did all the work. She sighed in contentment as she settled onto his implacable impaler. Robby played with her breasts as she rode him to her first orgasm. He came with her when she reached her second. When she recovered from her strong climax, she licked off their juices from his cock and sucked him hard again. Laura reached across him and retrieved the KY warming gel from the night stand.

"A hero should get an extra special reward," she said as she liberally coated his shaft with the lubricant.

Laura, an intelligent woman, had enjoyed anal sex from the first time they had tried it. By mutual consent, they saved it for special occasions. Well, today certainly qualified as that, she rationalized. It took a little effort to get him seated in her sexy ass with her on top but the results were worth the effort. As she raised and lowered herself in a steady rhythm, Robby manipulated her clit. She again came twice before he pumped his seed into her.

They showered off after their love-making and walked back to the Davis' house for supper. After supper, they watched a movie on HBO in the family room until Robby's eyelids started to droop. Midnight mass was definitely out for tonight -- but all agreed that they would try for the sunrise service in the morning. Robby walked Laura home again. Laura completely understood Karen's need to have her brother near her, especially after her traumatic day. Robbie kissed Laura good night and headed home.

Karen was already showered and in the bed with the covers pulled up to her chin. Robby slid in next to her and she snuggled into his shoulder.

"I knew you would protect me, Robby. I was scared but I just knew you would save me. When you burst out of the doorway, all you needed was a white horse and shining armor. I've been doing a lot of thinking today, Robby -- and this time I'm not leaving you. I don't know what it's going to take or how we are going to make it work. I just know that I never want to be away from you again. When I saw you at the hospital on the day you were born I knew you were put on the Earth just for me."

Karen had felt that way his entire life. When she went to college she had missed him terribly but had coped. She started thinking in college that she needed to have a life of her own that was not centered on her brother. When handsome football player Jason Oliver, after they had been dating a year, had asked her to marry him, she eagerly accepted. Karen had convinced herself she was in love with Jason; so she doted on him as she had Robby. Jason, however, was not Robby. Jason was selfish, arrogant, and took her for granted. He liked having her at home, the ever dutiful little wife, but he also did whatever he wanted regardless of her wishes. Almost as soon as they returned from their honeymoon, Jason started going out at least two nights a week.

Karen had tried hard to make their marriage work. She let him have his rough way with her anytime he wanted. At his urging, she dressed sexily when his friends visited so he could show her off. But she would not suffer his drinking buddies' groping as he wanted her to, and absolutely refused to include others in their sex life. Jason had belittled her for that and told her she was not a real woman. After a year of his steadily increasing abuse, she had had it and confronted him. That was when Jason exploded, beating and raping her on the kitchen floor. Karen snapped out of her reverie when Robby answered her.

"That's great, Kari, but there is Laura to consider. I love her and can't even think about being without her."

"I know that, Baby; I won't interfere with the two of you -- but I am staying," she said with finality.

Now it was Robby's turn to think. He loved Karen as much as he loved Laura. His sister had been the center of his universe for eighteen years. He was crushed when she married Jason but knew it had to be. He would not hold her back from having a normal live. He loved her enough to let her go. Now she was unexpectedly back in his life, for good this time, she said. That was more than fine with him, and their might be a way to make it work. After all, Laura was the recipient of all that Karen had taught him. Yes, Karen was the mystery woman that Laura wondered about.

To be continued...