�Come on in, I was just getting ready to grab something to drink. Want anything?�
I asked as I turned the stereo off. �I�ve got Coke, Sprite, diet Pepsi and iced tea.�
He looked a little surprised at my calmness but said Coke would be good. When I got back with them we sat down in the living room.
�Was that the White Album?� he asked.
I nodded and replied �Good music to work out with. So, what brings you by? You look like you�ve got something on your mind.�
He looked away for a moment. After taking a deep breath and releasing it, he began �I know Paula was over here all day, and that worried me enough. I was pretty sure you were an o.k. guy, and my sister isn�t stupid, so I didn�t get too excited. I did get worried when she got home. I�ve never seen her so happy.�
When I asked him why seeing his sister happy should bother him he shrugged. �She�s my sister, so I worry, o.k.? I�ve never seen her even talk much to a guy before and all the sudden she spends all day with you and comes home like she�s been to Disneyland or something. I don�t want to see her hurt. She�s had enough of that. People seem to pick on her all the time because she�s always getting good grades, and other stuff. I try to help but I can�t be there all the time. If you hurt her, I don�t know what she�ll do.�
After saying this, he gave me a very determined look. He finished with �But I know what I�ll do. You�ll regret the day you were born.�
I calmly set my tea down and said �Paula is very lucky to have you for a brother.�
He looked stunned by that and asked �What do you mean?�
I told him �It�s obvious that you love her, and want to protect her. All brothers should be that way, sisters too for that matter. I�d bet you�d do pretty much anything for each other, and that�s how it should be. I�ll tell you honestly what I think about Paula and let you make up your own mind about my intentions. I think she�s fantastic. She�s smart, beautiful, sexy, and fun to be around. I already know that I like her a lot. I�ll make you two promises. First, that you�ll have all the help you need to watch out for her, and second that I will never intentionally hurt her.�
He had a suspicious look on his face but touched his can to the glass I offered before saying �Deal. But I still don�t get it. What did you two do all day to make her walk on air like that? The person who came home tonight was not the same one who left this morning.�
I told him that we talked mostly, and if Paula thought that he should know anything else I was sure she�d tell him.
He put his hand out and I took it �Good answer� he said.
I asked how things were going with Sue and he looked baffled. He told me �I can�t believe how stupid I was. I�ve liked her since the second grade but was always afraid to tell her. Her brother is my best friend and Paula is hers. I guess you made me pretty happy, too. Yesterday at the pool I was just doing what you did because I could see Paula was enjoying it, then I saw my sister grab you in that lip lock. Next thing I knew Sue was on me like white on rice! I was in heaven! It turns out Pete was o.k. with it. He told us both that he was beginning to wonder when we�d wake up and see what he did whenever we were together.�
I was glad we were still friends when he left. I followed him out and noticed my parents were home so I went over to the 'big house' to see them.
Everyone was in the kitchen and when I walked in dad said �Hey stranger! Come by for vittles?�
They all laughed when I told them I was no stranger than the last time I saw them. I had some ulterior motives in my visit.
I did want to see them but needed to try something. My dad was a little surprised when I shook his hand, especially when I held it a bit long. During that short time his future lung and Diabetes problems became a non-issue. Mom wasn�t quite as surprised when I hugged her because it wasn�t that uncommon.
She was smiling when I let her go and asked �Did you miss us that much? I surprised you�re that glad to see us after having the place to yourself all weekend.�
I told them I was always glad when they were home, and missed them when they weren�t.
There was one other item I had to deal with to avoid unnecessary problems. �Mom�, I asked, �do they do a final X-ray before surgery?�
The absolute last thing I wanted to happen was for them to cut open my perfectly healthy mother! I smiled when she told me there were final tests scheduled for the morning and the surgery was on Wednesday. I wished that the MRI was available, but that wouldn�t happen until 1977. I knew this because I had actually repaired more than a few in one of my previous jobs.
We talked for a while before I headed back to my place to rest and grab a snack. For some reason I felt really tired and hungry.
Al came over about an hour later and barged right in. �O.K. Matt, I know you were up to something in there and I want to know what. Mom and Dad were both different somehow after you left. It was too strange to be a coincidence. As soon as you left, mom got on a cleaning binge like she was the white tornado or something.After about fifteen minutes, the old man got her to go upstairs. They�ve been fucking like rabbits every since! As if that wasn't bad enough, they're so loud I had to leave to get the images out of my head!� I told him he�d better sit down because it would take a while to explain.
When we got settled at the table I said �I had a visit from Loki.�
He knew the story and looked scared for a moment. The look of fear changed to one of awe, as I explained the entire conversation with Changer and what I had just done.
When I finished, he shook his head and chuckled �There are going to be some mighty surprised doctors tomorrow!�
I had to laugh, too. Then he asked �So, can I be your Surgeon General?�
�No� I told him, �I think you�d be better as the head of the CDC because it�s going to need help with pushing research on viral infections. You met my Surgeon General earlier, maybe anyway� I told him.
I outlined the plans I had so far, and he was impressed �That�s so far out there that it might just work. If it does I�d be overjoyed to pull the CDC�s heads out of their collective asses. Of course if your SG happens to also be your First Lady things could get messy.�
I told him �If it happens, it happens. I don�t think it's likely. I kind of doubt that Paula and I will ever be anything but close friends. Right now I�m going to bed. I feel like I�m so tired that I could sleep for a week.�
Paula showed up at seven in the morning again. This time I was not only awake, but on my second cup of coffee. I was glad to see that she was still happy. After I fixed her a cup I asked what she had thought about yesterday.
She blushed, but a lot of her shyness was gone �It was great! I hope we can have a lot of days like that.�
She continued hesitantly �There is one thing I wanted to tell you though.�
I asked her to go on.
�It�s just that we�re kind of young to be exclusive, you know? I like you more than any boy I�ve ever met but we�re only twelve years old. Not that I�m planning on sleeping with every guy in town or anything, but...�
I interrupted her with �I�m glad you feel that way. I knew you were brilliant. It�s one of the reasons I�m attracted to you. I was afraid what your reaction would be. I hope you don�t plan to quit seeing me, but I hoped you�d realize that we�re too young for a commitment.�
She said �I�m glad that�s settled. Time to change the subject. What album is that and what kind of coffee is this anyway? I like both of them, even though I was just drinking this to be polite. I never have liked coffee.�
I knew when it was useless so I gave in �Tea for the Tillerman and Blue Mountain from Jamaica, fresh ground� I told her.
Then I had to explain the differences in coffees. I had always been a coffee snob. It was nice to finally be able to afford the good stuff. Seems she liked the Cat. We listened to Matthew and son and then she had to hear Mona Bone Jakon, too. I had to play 'Trouble' twice for her. I also had to brew another pot of coffee. I was glad she was satisfied after that. As much as I like his music even I was starting to get tired of it.
I�d have to make sure I took her to see Harold and Maude next year. I wouldn�t mind seeing it on the big screen for a change and I was pretty sure she�d love it. After checking the rest of my collection (thankfully not listening to all of it) she started on the books.
After commenting on what she had, or hadn�t read, and what she�d like to borrow she stumbled onto my section on the Norse Gods. She asked to borrow one. I handed her three and told her to read all of them.
When she asked why, I explained that they all had major differences and they were all basically works of fiction. �Imagine someone writing a book to explain the Christian God and what heaven is supposedly like� I told her. �No one can, because no person who was there to see it or him could be here to write about it. My religion is like all others. It�s based on faith and faith by definition is the belief in that which can not be proven.�
I wasn�t about to tell her that I could vouch for the old Gods validity.
I kissed her and said �I�ll tell you all I can about my Gods and religion sometime, but right now I�d like to take a shower. Will you wash my back?�
She smiled as she said �I thought you�d never ask� and led the way, with a little extra wiggle for my viewing pleasure.
�I�m surprised that your parts are moving so well� I observed.
She told me while she was undressing me that the Jacuzzi had helped, and after a hot bath this morning she was ready to come back for more. By this time she already had my boxers around my ankles and stopped talking to try and swallow me whole. I was so surprised that I didn�t realize what she was trying to do until she gagged.
I pulled her to her feet and kissed her. She said �DAMN! I�m going to get that entire thing in sooner or later!�
I tried to calm her down. I told her that what she did yesterday was fine with me but she was adamant. �NO! It�s a goal of mine! Everyone needs goals!�
I cracked up, and she did too. �My goal at the moment is to see your luscious body naked again.� I said, while proceeding to achieve it.
I spent extra time licking and suckling her perfect breasts, occasionally trying to fit the entire mound into my mouth. They were small enough that I almost could. Between this and playing with her tight little box it wasn�t long before she was humping my hand and moaning.
I held her until she could stand on her own again before kissing and licking my way to her juicy morsel. I decided to try something I had wondered about. I started out my slowly tonguing her outer lips, and occasionally flicking her clit. When she got to the edge, I backed off a bit by running my tongue along her thighs while I caressed her tight ass.
After a while she was screaming �YOU�RE DRIVING ME CRAZY! I CAN�T STAND ANYMORE!�
When I started on her pussy the next time, I gave her a good tongue fuck. With 7 inches to work with it must have felt good. When she started to moan and hump my mouth, I curled my tongue to stroke her G Spot while I thumbed her engorged clit. She exploded!
She was shaking like a leaf in a hurricane. I showed no mercy and kept going. So did she and I don�t know if it was multiple orgasms or just one long one but eventually her legs gave out and she collapsed.
When I caught her I realized that she was out cold. I carried her to my bed and laid her down. While I waited for her to regain consciousness, I went to the kitchen to get something to drink. I lay down next to her and held her until she awakened.
Paula looked at me in awe. �I never believed it was possible to feel that damn good!�
I handed her a glass of Coke and she thanked me, drained it, and then let out a huge belch.
She looked at me for a second and then said �Oops!�
We both lost it. We must have laughed for five minutes straight and had trouble stopping until we couldn�t breathe.
We talked about my new school, teams, and our lives in general for a while before another prolonged make-out session started. This time it was Paula who started working her way lower.
Not to be outdone, I swung her around to nibble on her unbelievably sweet little snatch some more. Paula was the perfect height, I always hated having to strain my neck to get a mouth full of pussy during a sixty-nine.
We were a perfect fit. I could tell she had temporarily given up on her deep-throat quest and was glad. I was surprised she could fit as much into her tiny mouth as she did. Her lips and tongue were more than enough, along with the gentlest hands I have ever felt. I decided I was going to stop holding back. For some reason I felt that it bothered her when I didn�t cum. 'oh, well', I figured I had plenty so why not share?
She was using one hand to play with my balls and when she felt them contract she pulled back to wrap her lips around the head of my cock. I sent an extra large load into her waiting mouth. She really enjoyed this it seemed because she mashed her twat on my face and began to moan. When she did I rubbed her g spot with my tongue again. Let me tell you, having someone scream on your dick after you have just cum walks a fine line between pleasure and pain!
She finally released me and turned around, falling limply on my chest and kissing me tenderly. �Thank you�, she said. �That was amazing! I must be getting better at that. I made you cum that time. I was afraid I was doing it wrong.�
�Babe� I said, you�ve been fantastic at everything. I was just trying to conserve ammunition so I could keep up with you. It feels go good when we make love that I don�t want it to end, that�s all. I won�t do that anymore because I�ve found out that it�s just as wonderful to hold you afterwards.�
I was baffled when she held me tight and started crying on my shoulder. Then she looked up, kissed me once again, and said �You say the sweetest things!�
As we lay there wrapped around one another she started asking some strange questions. First about Jan, and the things we had done (which I wouldn�t answer), then about why I didn�t like girls with big boobs.
I explained that it wasn�t that didn�t like them. It�s just that I thought that huge breasts made some women look strangely unbalanced or mismatched to me. I told her that if she was a 36C (which she would be in 3 or 4 years) with purple hair I would have still wanted her.
Usually, when I saw a woman with large breasts the first thought I had wasn�t about sex, it was sympathy. I actually felt sorry for them because I imagined that it had to be rough to carry the things around all day. I tried to explain that it was the same way with hair color. I was just attracted more to red and black. It was like it was a natural instinct or something.
She looked thoughtful before saying �I guess it makes sense, I was just curious� with a mysterious smile.
We had two for the road (one in bed, one in the shower) before she left for home around four, tired but happy.
I wandered down to the house, and saw my mom staring into space in the kitchen. The phone was on the floor.
�Mom, what�s wrong!� I said.
She shook her head and told me she didn�t know. The doctor had just called and told her they had to run more tests and he wouldn�t tell her why. She was worried that they had found something even worse.
I asked as calmly as I could where the doctors� number was and she pointed at the bulletin board. I dialed it and asked for Dr. Mitchum.
When he finally got on the line, I said in the most adult voice I could manage �Dr. Mitchum, this is Matt Sussmann and you have just made someone very important to me extremely frightened. What did you say to her? Did you give her the test results or just scare the hell out of her for no apparent reason?�
He blustered for a bit, saying there was just a problem with the results and the tests needed to be performed again.
When he admitted that he hadn�t given the results of the tests already performed to my mother I said �She is entitled to the results of these tests and you will give them to her. If they need to be run again that�s fine. But you will not hold them back from her. It is not ethical to do so.� He tried to complain and actually slipped once about getting patients hopes up but eventually he agreed and I handed the phone to my mom.
After the initial �Hello� she didn�t say another word until �I understand, thank you for telling me� and hanging up the phone. I hugged her and she started bawling.
After she calmed down I walked her to the table and helped her sit down before getting her one of the awful diet sodas she drank. In a monotone she said that the doctor had told her that the tests had all come back negative this time. It was like the cyst had never existed. He also said that since the previous tests had shown clear existence of a large growth there must have been some sort of mistake made.
I asked how she was feeling and she smiled and told me that for some reason since yesterday both she and my dad felt better than they had in years.
I smiled back and replied �Don�t you believe in miracles?�
I went to the park early so I could watch the soccer game. When I arrived I saw Jeff was already there. �Hey dude� I said �drop by to see your lady kick some balls?�
He grinned and said �Yep, same as you.�
We leaned on the fence and watched in silence, as the teams warmed up. Our team was the �Aardvarks� (I know but that�s what the girls picked, o.k.?) were playing the �Cheetahs�
Paula was the goalie, and Sue was in the middle somewhere (I haven�t a clue about the game).
Paula had mentioned that they had only lost once, and that by a score of 2-1. I figured they must be pretty good. The longer I watched the more impressed I was. Paula was amazing! She was all over the place! It seemed like she could get to every ball with her height, speed, and agility.
She stopped every shot with what seemed like ridiculous ease, and Sue was pretty good too, scoring twice and getting an assist before what I assumed was halftime.
They ran over to us and our respective 'better halves', gave us a kiss, to the amusement of their teammates.
�Wow, you are awesome!� I said, �You�re like a sexy red-haired Tasmanian Devil out there! And Sue�s a regular Speedy Gonzales the way she blows by everybody! How�d you guys ever lose a game?�
Sue cocked he thumb at Paula and said �She wasn�t here for that game.�
Paula looked upset and replied �I couldn�t help it. Somebody had to be home for my mom and dad was on a business trip he couldn�t get out of.�
Sue quickly said �Hey!, I didn�t say it was your fault that we lost! You did what you should have done!�
Paula looked at Sue and smiled weakly �Thanks Speedy, we�d better go�
Sue came back with �Let�s go get �em Taz!� and they ran back to their team.
I found out as we watched the rest of the game, which �our� team won 6-2 (They pulled the starters), that Paula and Jeff�s mother had breast cancer. I didn�t really know them before and decided I�d have to meet Mrs. O�shea and hope the Norns hadn�t loosened that particular thread yet.
The girls returned the favor by watching our game. I didn�t have to do too much. I was filling in at shortstop because the guy that usually played there was pitching. I had taught him how to throw a curve and a slider. The other team only got a guy past 1st base once. I had 2 doubles and a triple. Jeff had a homer and a double and we won 7-0.
Paula acted shocked and scared when I asked if I could meet her parents.
�What! Most guys would be scared to death of meeting a girl�s folks and you WANT to?�
I told her I wanted her to meet mine, so it was only fair that I meet hers. She said she�d ask if I could have dinner with them and call me if it was alright.
It didn�t take long for Paula to call. The phone was ringing when I walked in the door.
When I answered it she was gushing �Be here at five, o.k.?�
I got in that I would (almost), before she kept going �It was so weird! I barely asked if you could eat with us before my mom said yes! She even asked if I knew what your favorite food was! I was afraid she�d freak out when I asked if I could invite a boy over here!�
When she stopped to take a breath, I managed to get a word in. �That�s great!� I said. �And tell her to make sure to not make anything special. I�ll be there at five and tell your mom I said thanks for saying yes, o.k.?� She promised she would.
I conned AL into running an errand for me, while I took a shower and changed into some decent clothes. I headed to Paula�s house as soon as Al returned. She met me outside the door with a quick kiss before leading me in. I had hands behind my back and extended one of them with a single red rose, earning a longer kiss.
Mrs. O�Shea was in the kitchen and when Paula introduced me after showing off her rose I took her hand in both of mine and stalled with honesty.
�Nice to meet you Mrs. O�Shea� I said. I can see now where your daughters beauty came from.�
When I finally released her hand I was exhausted and dizzy.
I leaned nonchalantly (I hoped) on the table, as she laughed �You better watch out for this one. It sounds like he�s got a touch of the Blarney about him!�
I looked at her and said �Funny, you don�t look Irish.�
Actually, she didn�t. Paula and Jeff were both redheads, but their mother was a lovely raven haired woman, though her hair was thinner than I thought it should be.
The only similarities were their figures and height, which I believed would be identical when Paula was older. If so, she would be stunning. Mrs. O�Shea was about 5� 10� with a very nice figure in the range of 36-23-34. I had noticed as I took her hand that she had looked extremely pale. I hoped it wasn�t my imagination but it seemed like she was less so now.
She smiled and said �My side of the family is German. My maiden name was Lustig, and my first name is Frieda. The Irish is all from Matthew O�Shea!�
I chuckled and said that I thought her name suited her.
When Paula saw her mother blush, she looked at me and asked me what I meant. I explained that in German Frieda meant peace and joy and Lustig meant happiness. Paula laughed, but her mom surprised me by knowing a bit about German names herself.
�We will definitely have to watch this one. Did he tell you what his name meant?�
Of course I hadn�t, and it was my turn to blush when her mother told her I was a 'Sweet and affectionate one.' Paula didn�t laugh this time.
She hugged me and said �I think you were both well named� just as her father walked in.
He was in time to see the hug, but pretended to ignore it. I thought I saw an 'I�ll tell you later' look pass from her mom to her dad.
I heard someone else come in and turned to see Jeff and Sue had joined the party. Soon everyone was ready to eat. The conversation was lively at their table and I enjoyed myself immensely, even the teasing was good-natured. I found out that Paula�s mom was a teacher and her father was an engineer.
I think he was impressed with what knowledge I let show but I tried not to get too technical on him. The things I had worked with hadn�t been invented yet. When they found out what my dad did Mr. O�Shea earned a dirty look from his wife by commenting that it must pay better than he thought.
He noticed and amended his statement. �I�m sorry. It�s just that I know what that house listed for that your folks bought. It was pretty steep.�
I said �I know, but we didn�t pay the asking price. The guy who owned it was getting divorced and evidently he didn�t care much for his wife. It was in his name and he sold it cheap to get rid of it so she couldn�t get it. Besides, we make most of our money on investments.�
His curiosity must have been aroused so when he asked what kinds I gave him a short list. He must have known something about the market because when I got done he whistled.
�Wow!� he said, �pretty impressive, got any advice?�
I thought he might have been patronizing me a bit so I said �In the short term there is a rumor that Wal-Mart is going public this fall. We think it will do very well. In the mid-term, there�s going to be an artificial oil shortage caused by the Arabs in about 3 years, probably in late 1973. When it happens, wait for the price of oil company stock to bottom out and then load up on it. My dad will probably join mom in retirement on those two.�
He wasn�t as current with politics as we were but I think he started to see the possibility that I (or my folks) might be right about the Arabs.
�That�s how people make money in the market� I said, �Look for trends, probabilities, and outcomes. It�s worked well for us so far. I�ve even invested my own money. My college fund is paid before I start junior high.�
Paula was steaming when she walked me out. �OOO! I can�t believe him. He was trying to make you look like a dumb little kid in there!�
I told her �It�s his job to grill potential boyfriends gorgeous, that�s what fathers do. He loves you and no boy will ever be good enough for you. I just hope I he didn�t think I was showing off and get mad at me. Speaking of parents, how is your mom doing?�
I asked because I was curious as well as anxious to change the subject.
She sighed �Some days are good, and some days are awful. She gets really sick for a couple of days when they do the chemotherapy. They seem to think it�s working though. She�s supposed to go in for some blood work and stuff tomorrow and more chemo after they get the results. It�s going to be a tough weekend for her. My dad wants us out of the house. Jeff is going somewhere with Sue so I could visit you if you want me to.�
I had to explain to her about helping Beth move in that weekend but suggested that if she was willing to help, we could hang out together afterwards and she liked the idea.
The first thing in the morning, I ordered a dozen roses for Paula�s mother and scheduled the delivery for three O'clock Friday. I made it a bouquet of red and white mixed, with a single yellow rose in the center.
I asked my mother if I could go with her to the hospital for her tests. She seemed genuinely glad that I offered but it took some convincing before she agreed.
When we arrived, I collared her doctor and took him aside. I asked if it was possible to get the results today and was surprised to learn that he would have them in about an hour.
It seems he and the lab were both almost as anxious as we were for the results. I waited with my mom in the cafeteria and tried to keep her mind off of things while we waited.
She agreed quickly that I should invite Paula for dinner Friday, commenting that anything that would get me over to visit was fine with her. She smiled when she said that because I made it a point to stop in when I had a chance. I promised her to try and spend more time with the family but she laughed and said she was just kidding and she really wanted to meet my new girlfriend. I had to caution her on that, explaining that we were just good friends.
We talked about inconsequential things like the garden, yard, and other stuff we wanted to do at the house for three hours before the doctor finally showed up and led us to his office. We sat down and my mother looked at him expectantly.
He rubbed his eyes and leaned over the desk, shaking his head before saying �I apologize for taking so long but I had to be sure. I don�t know how to explain what I have seen. I reviewed every single test that we ran on you. The first two showed a cyst the size of a softball that was growing at an alarming rate but was benign. The third and fourth sets showed perfectly healthy bone mass. I can�t explain this. It is simply not medically possible for it to happen. If I weren�t by nature a skeptical person I would say that this is a miracle, and that you have somehow been cured without medical intervention since I last saw you. Because I am a physician, and believe in science, I am going to schedule you for regular tests every three months for the next year to make sure there is no reoccurrence of your condition even though I don�t believe it will happen. It�s not only as if the cyst had never formed, but other incidental items in the test results have also improved. The early stage arthritis and elevated blood pressure are gone as well. I have to ask; have you done anything, anything at all, in the way of treatment of any kind which may in some way help explain this?�
He was still shaking his head and muttering to himself as we left. My mom was disbelieving, happy, and totally in shock. My brother and I were barred from the house for the evening. Al brought over a fifth of Wild Turkey 101 and we had our own celebration.
The girls had a soccer game Friday before our game, so I wandered over to the park early. Jeff and Pete were both there when I showed up.
When I asked why they just pointed at the field and we all said "Warm-ups� at the same time and smiled.
All that stretching, bending over (with their rear always pointed in our direction for some reason) and jumping was a sight worth seeing.
Paula and Sue came over with a friend who they introduced as Janie. She was a cute little brunette who seemed very shy. She evidently had her sights set on Pete. She was somewhere between Paula and Sue�s height, but had boobs even bigger than Sue�s. I have to give Pete credit; he talked to her face the entire time. This seemed to make her open up even more to him. When they had to leave I got my explanation before I asked.
The first thing out of his mouth was �Did you see the legs on that woman, and those eyes, and those buns?�
It seemed like he named every other part of her anatomy except her chest. I guess he wasn�t a tit addict like most guys. Since it seemed like she was self conscious about her early development I figured they should get along fine. I think she was the only thing Pete saw the entire game.
I was trying to learn something about soccer and asked Al a few questions about it. It seemed like Sue was a forward and from what I could tell, Janie was a midfielder. He had said something about a sweeper but I didn�t see one in that spot on �our� team. I suppose that with a goalie as good as Paula it wasn�t necessary.
The team they were playing wasn�t very good. At halftime the girls were ahead 5-0 and ended up winning 7-0 even with the bench playing the rest of the way.
Our game was a bit different. The team we were playing was undefeated so far and was tough. I wasn�t pitching today and the game was close. I had three of the eight hits for our team and when I led off in the bottom of the ninth with the score 6-5 in their favor, I was intentionally walked. They may have paid attention during the game, but obviously hadn�t scouted much. This was the reason Pete batted Fifth. It also helped tremendously that the girls had brought Janie with them to our game.
Pete was out to impress her, I believe. He had had three long outs so far, just missing each one. Their pitcher was being careful with him but Pete wouldn�t chase anything. With the count at 3-1, he threw one over the plate. It was a little low in the zone and on the outer half, just where Pete liked them.
As soon as I saw the bat move I started trotting for home. By the time I got to second the ball had cleared the fence in right center with a lot of room to spare. Pete was happy to be mobbed at the plate but kept looking around until he found Janie. After the obligatory congratulations, which I was glad to see were sincere since I figured we�d be seeing these guys again in the playoffs, we went over to the ladies. The rest of us gave Janie and the hero some space to let her gush over him. I was glad it was someone else this time.
My mom was all over the kitchen when I got home. I tried to tell her not to get carried away, but she shooed me out of the kitchen saying �Buzz off! I feel like cooking and you, sir, are in my way!�
I retreated to Al�s basement digs and asked him what was going on. �She�s in the best mood I can remember� he said, �She�s been running around so much I came in here to keep from getting hurt! I think your girlfriend coming over was an excuse to do something. Heck, I invited Joyce too. I remember when she cooked like this before and it was really good. She hasn�t felt like doing anything like that for years.�
We raced to the door when the bell rang but mom beat us there. Both girls were at the door dressed to impress. Joyce had a dark blue sun dress on that accentuated all the right places, but my eyes were on the red-haired beauty beside her. She looked magnificent in a black sweater and skirt that really contrasted well with her hair. No wonder I liked red and black so much!
Dad got home shortly afterward and I introduced him to Paula. He did his best to embarrass her but I guess she was immune.
When he said �What is it with you, Matt? I was twenty before I could attract a girl as pretty as this and you�re reeling them in like tuna!�
Paula just smiled and thanked him. �Already used to the Sussmann humor, too.� Dad said �How come I haven�t met you?�
We sat in the living room and talked until mom called us in. I couldn�t even remember a meal like I saw spread out on our table. She had made Salad, Beef Stroganoff with homemade Spatzle, and fresh home made rolls.
To some this may not seem unusual, but my brother and I had done most of the cooking for the last three years. I was pretty good but Al�s idea of a hot meal was fried bologna sandwiches.
Dinner was delicious and mom got emotional with all the praise heaped on her. When she said �I may have to do this more often� the three men of the house exchanged high fives. We managed to make room for the Boston cream pie she made for desert but it wasn�t easy.
Paula and I finally escaped to my place and kicked back on the sofa to digest and listen to some tunes. We had only been there fifteen minutes when there was a knock at the door. I started to get up to see who it was but Paula pushed me back down.
�Rest� she said, I�ll get it.� I was too stuffed to argue, but when I saw the expressions on the answerer and answeree�s faces I had to stifle a laugh.
Beth was at the door and they were staring at each other like they were making an appraisal at an auction. I was expecting a cat fight to break out at any moment.
Finally, Beth said �I�m Matt�s sister, Beth. Am I interrupting anything?�
Paula blushed. and said she wasn�t.
She cracked up when Beth added �Damn, boy! What�s wrong with you? Shouldn�t y�all be nekkid? Here I show up early hoping to get in on a little incestuous action with my big bro and his shorty and you�re all dressed up. Get with the program!�
Paula looked from Beth to me in astonishment and said �I knew it!�
I looked at her and said �I�ve known it since we met.� She shot me a confused look and responded �you�ve only known you were screwing your sister since you met me?�
She got the desired reaction from me and laughed again, before whispering "later" in my ear.
The girls put their heads together for a few minutes, before they sat me on the sofa and proceeded to undress. Obviously, torture was on the agenda because first Beth would remove an item from Paula and then Paula would return the favor for Beth. After the first three buttons I was as hard as a telephone pole. By the time they were naked I could hardly keep my hands from grabbing one or both of them.
After they ran out of clothes, they stood me up and started on mine. They had some difficulty with the lower part. It seems there was a rather large obstruction in the way. After the obstacle had been overcome they both wrapped a hand around my cock and led me to bed. They didn�t have to tug even a little. When we arrived they gently laid me on my back and started kissing me.
They slowly worked their way down my body with their lips and tongues, skipping my painfully throbbing member and working their way to the tips of my toes before starting back up. They had mercy this time, I thought, when Paula ran her tongue around the head of junior.
I groaned when she stopped until she said �Your sister promised me lessons.�
I almost came right then, remembering how good Beth was at giving head.
All I could manage to say was �You do realize that if you kill me the mortician will never be able to get the smile off of my face. don�t you?�
Beth just smiled and said �Everyone should die happy� before taking me down her throat.
I was in agony and ecstasy for the next half hour while Paula received instruction from Beth until she could swallow me completely. They discussed who would get to swallow my load. Finally they agreed that Beth would get it, since she had been 'deprived' for so long.
When they relented and let me come I was afraid I�d drown someone. Beth took me in her throat and hummed! I lost it, and when she felt my balls tighten she pulled back so only the head was between her lips. She took the first two jets and Paula took over without missing a drop. When I collapsed I immediately went limp. That is until I looked at them.
They opened their mouths to show me they had saved a substantial amount, before sharing it with each other via a long passionate kiss. I was immediately hard again.
When they broke apart they looked at each other and at the same time said �WOW!� They did it again. That one lasted over a minute (yes, I kept track) before they looked at me while discussing who got what end like I was a see-saw or something.
After they reached a decision Beth mounted me while Paula had a seat on my face. They were both soaked but it still took Beth five or six strokes to get all of me in.
When she made it she sighed �I�ve missed this almost as much as I�ve missed you. It�s been way too long to go without it.�
She didn�t waste any time speeding up after that. Her body was a blur except when she slowed down to kiss Paula. It took almost five minutes before I felt her pussy clench. I let my load go, too.
That set her of again, with a �OHH MYYY GOOOODDD!�
I think that, along with my sucking her clit, set Paula off. Her juices about drowned me! they fell into each others arms gasping. After they shared another long kiss they started whispering again.
I didn�t know whether to be happy or scared but decided to do what I could to interrupt. I started flexing my dick inside Beth and sucking on Paula�s clit.
It wasn�t long before I heard gasps from both and Beth said �He�s not playing fair. I think we should change positions!�
I wasn�t really looking forward to what I knew Beth�s cunt was full of. I knew it would spoil the taste for me. It turns out that they had something different in mind.
Beth rolled onto her back and scooted her head next to mine. Paula dismounted. As I was kissing Beth she started moaning. I didn�t think she�d be that turned on from a kiss, so I looked down.
Paula was between her legs sucking my load from her cunt! My cock went from half mast to Fourth of July full staff in a heartbeat.
Paula looked at me and said �Are you going to use that or not?� while wiggling her cute ass to indicate where it should be used.
It sounded like an excellent idea to me, so I mounted up and rammed home in one thrust.
Paula screamed into Beth�s pussy before looking over her shoulder and yelling �FUCK ME HARD! I�M SO FUCKING HORNY I CAN�T STAND IT!�
I grabbed her hips and started pounding away. She was licking Beth while I was playing with her clit. This had Beth in an almost constant state of orgasm. With all the screaming Paula might have been also, it was hard to tell.
I do know that when I lubed up both index fingers in pussy juice and slipped them into the asses of my two lovely partners they both screamed and came at the same time. After checking to make sure that my dick and fingers hadn�t been amputated by clenching sphincter muscles, I grabbed some drinks and positioned the three of us so I was in the middle.
When they had both recovered and satisfied their thirst, I put an arm around each of them and said �Not that I don�t appreciate this, but who thought this up?�
Beth pointed at Paula, who pointed at Beth. Then they laughed �It was a tie."
We talked, made love (with Paula getting a return muff munching from Beth), showered, and got comfortable together for the rest of the evening before going to bed. I was glad I decided to get a king sized mattress.
You have never lived until you wake up getting head from two gorgeous and talented ladies. After they had shared a load I took turns fucking each of them doggie style while they ate the other. After they were too sore and exhausted to continue we took a long shower. They made very sure I was clean, and then I was treated to the sight of them washing each other. I almost shot off from the visual stimulation alone.
It seems that Joyce had spent the night too, and was by the pool when we came down. She smiled and asked if everything worked out alright. She had been the one who brought Beth over. Paula answered by first kissing me and then Beth.
I don�t know which one was hotter. Joyce looked at Al and said �I�d say it worked out pretty good, should we get a third?�
He tried to cover by saying that she was more than enough but Joyce wasn�t fooled.
�Don�t worry� she said. �Any guy that doesn�t have that fantasy is queer, dead, or lying. Your brother is a very lucky guy.�
I kissed both of the girls and smiled before saying �Yes, I am.�
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