"Our Little Secret" (closed)

[Bevatoria]

At this point, Jake didn't care what he'd done in a past life to deserve this, all he wanted to know was how this could happen again. But at this point, he was her willing participant, and his hesitation in taking his shirt off was partially shyness, and partially him still feeling a bit separated from the moment, as if this wasn't happening to him.

Certainly the feelings rising from his cock made him very aware that this was him and he was about to cum. And then he did; something about knowing she'd caused it, and had watched it, made it even better.

Before he could even think about how to clean up the mess, his temptress - Kimmie - had used his shirt to do the deed. He made a note to make sure that was near the bottom of the laundry, and Kimmie's fingers on his lips silenced any protests or questions.

As the darkness covered them both and she asked him to keep this a secret, he almost laughed. Much like when he'd met her this morning, nobody would believe him.

********

Whether it was sleeping with her or his nervousness about being caught, he found himself awake just before dawn; the light seeming to shine in through the window to illuminate both of their bodies. He shuffled slowly, still feeling the naked brunette next to him.

It still didn't occur to Jake that he still had to get her out...hopefully his parents weren't up yet.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Kimmie had fallen asleep and remained soundly asleep through the night, her only movement being when she rolled away from Jake and pushed back into him to spoon. Most people who didn't sleep with someone else on a nightly basis might have trouble staying asleep. But there was just something so right about being here with Jake. She felt safe here.

She awoke to find him standing in the middle of his room, still in his boxers, looking a bit nervous. Kimmie started to laugh and buried her face into his pillow. She knew exactly what the problem was.

"Relax, be normal, and get ready for school like you always do," she whispered as she sat up. She was still naked, of course, and when she tossed her hair back the beautiful bosom that had so mesmerized him the previous morning was again on display. "I'll just stay here, quiet and still, until your folks leave for work. I don't have to be home before my mother wakes up. She already knows I'm here. Your folks do work outside the home, don't they?"

 

[Bevatoria]

Be normal? Sure. Don't act like you just slept with a girl for the first time (although were he to be technical about it, it was only for half the night). Jake just nodded dumbly, again taken aback by Kimmie's beauty when she threw her hair back and thrust out her chest at him. Fuck. He wondered what her breasts would feel like in his hand, assuming she ever let him get that far...

"Wait." He paused. "Your mom knows you're here?" Jake's parents...well, come to think of it, he wasn't sure what they'd think if he spent the night over at a girl's place. For something other then a Lord of the Rings marathon.

"Yeah, both my parents work today." Though his mom only worked three days a week. "My mom might pop in to make sure I'm up, though - if I can I'll say hi to her before I head into the shower."

A beat passed as he headed to the door, before he turned back to her. "When, uh, will I see you again?" Jake asked nervously.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

"Wait ... Your mom knows you're here?"

"Of course, silly," she said, having to cover her mouth as she started to giggle. When she'd regained herself, she explained, "I would never let my mother worry about something like that. I told her before I left I was coming over to see you and might not come back."

She said it with such a matter of fact tone, as if she'd told her mother she was going to the grocery store with Jake, not to his bed.

He confirmed that his parents worked, then told of his concern that she might step in. Kimmie playfully gave him a shoo gesture, telling him, "Go perform your preemptive strike."

Before he left, though, he asked her, "When, uh, will I see you again?"

"In about four hours at lunch, dingle brain," she said, again giggling. She shooed him again, warning as she rose up onto her knees to show her entire nude front side from head to knees, "Do you really want her to come in and see me like this?"

Again she laughed, dropping to the bed and pulling the bedding up to cover herself.

 

[Bevatoria]

It was the matter of fact way she mentioned it that threw him off, but Jake wasn't about to question it. Hell, if he got in trouble for this it would be a good way to...go?

At any rate, her mentioning his mother seeing her like this made him smirk. Before he left, he got a bit giddy as he looked Kimmie over, and said, "I wouldn't mind seeing you like this again."

She could have put the robe on when she got up, but didn't. Maybe she was comfortable around him, or wanted to tease him, or...the reason didn't matter. Jake was enjoying whatever this was, or would become.

And then, it was shower time. He found his mother downstairs, saying "Good morning!" to her before heading to the shower. As he showered, he wondered what exactly this 'relationship' would turn in to.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

"I wouldn't mind seeing you like this again."

Kimmie smiled at his appreciation for her and their time together. But he was taking this a bit more seriously than she was taking it. And he was taking it a bit more seriously than she wanted him to take it. Yeah, she'd slipped into his bed naked and masturbated him to orgasm. But … it wasn't like she was his girlfriend or anything. Hell, it wasn't even sex, not really. It was … oh, what was it? A gift … from one friend to another.

Her response was short of committal: "We'll see."

Jake went off to intercept his mother, and while he was gone, Kimmie slipped into one of his jerseys and a pair of his gym shorts, not her robe. When he gave her a funny expression upon his return, she said, "I can't very well go home in my robe in the daylight, can I?"

He headed for the shower, and when he came back out, Kimmie was sitting on the end of his bed … talking to his mother. She looked to Jake quickly, saw his expression of panic, and very quickly said, "I was just telling your mother about how my mom had to take my sister to the hospital last night late … and I didn't want to be alone … and you let me sleep at one end of your bed."

Kimmie patted her hand very conspicuously on the end of the bed. She'd heard his mother coming up the stairs and -- what with this not being her first time getting caught in a boy's room -- she'd very quickly ripped the bedding up from the bottom corner and moved a pillow there, to make it look as if she'd slept at one end on one side while he'd done the same at the opposite.

"I told her you slept under the sheet and I slept atop it," she went on, her tone very convincing. She looked back to Jake's mom and continued, "He was nothing but a gentleman. He offered to sleep on the floor but, c'mon, he's a good guy, and I knew he wouldn't try anything."

His mother studied the innocent looking and sounding Kimmie, then looked to her son and asked, "Is this true, Jake?"

Kimmie looked to him again and screwed her face up as if to scream Back me up! Back me up!

But she didn't know either of them well enough to know, first, whether or not Jake would confirm the lie; and, second, whether or not she would buy the tale.

(OOC: Your call! )

 

[Bevatoria]

Well, that made Jake's heart leap into his throat. The sight of Kimmie in his head was one thing, but to see his mother talking to the person who had just slept naked in his bed. He was a little more focused than usual due to...well, what had happened during the past few hours.

But still, he wasn't prepared for this. And not really feeling great about lying to his parents, which was the position Kimmie had put him in. He put on an easy smile, looking at his mother as he went over Kimmie's statement in his head.

"Uh, yeah." He said, laughing. "I was a gentleman. You know me." There might have been a bit too much einthusiasm in that statement, but Jake was being careful to emphasize the parts of her statement that had been...mostly...true.

"And I definitely didn't try anything." Especially to move. Until she'd gotten him off, he'd been as stiff as a board, and even after that - and he remembered how her body had felt against him - he'd still been uneasy. First time sleeping with someone, after all.

"Hey, I've got to get ready for school - and Kimmie should be going home, so..."

"All right, dear." His mom seemed to accept the explanation, smiling at both of them. "If you want, you can stay for breakfast, Kim." She offered, and now it was Jake's expression that screwed up.

Wait, what?

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Kimmie was relieved when Jake backed her story. To be entirely honest, she wouldn't have been harmed if their night together had been uncovered. But her tale had been mostly for Jake's benefit.

"Hey, I've got to get ready for school - and Kimmie should be going home, so..."

"All right, dear." his mom accepted.

Kimmie waited for the woman to turn away before she looked to Jake and made a kooky face meant to cause him to laugh. But he looked a bit too panicked to feel humor, and it was Kimmie who ended up near laughter.

"If you want, you can stay for breakfast, Kim."

Again, Kimmie looked to Jake, and again she saw panic. And … she … just … couldn't … help herself. Still looking at the teen whose cock she'd jerked to satisfaction, she said with emphasis, "I'd love to stay for breakfast, Missus Richardson."

Kimmie once again made a funny face at Jake as she hopped off the bed and started in behind his mom. But his mom had a sudden realization and looked Kimmie over. She asked with a bit of suspicion, "Isn't that my son's jersey...? That year I paid for him to go to basketball camp but then he decided he wanted to go to science camp.

And yet again, Kimmie turned away from Jake's mom to look at him with a goofy look. She'd been wondering when she donned it why he would have a basketball jersey, seeing how he'd told her he'd never been a jock. Overemphasizing her feigned tale, she said, "Science camp...? I went to science camp, too! I lo-o-o-oved science camp."

Afraid she was going to blow it with her playing around, Kimmie screwed a proper expression back on and turned to his mother. "My sister, when she got sick last night, she literally got sick … all over me. Your son--"

Kimmie turned back to Jake again, continuing, "--being the incredible gentleman that he is...!..."

She looked back to his mother again to finish, "...let me change into these last night."

"Do you need me to wash your--"

"Threw'em out," Kimmie cut in quickly. "Yep … threw'em out. Not worth keeping after that. Just Goodwill clothes anyway … second had stuff I got for working in the garden."

His mother scrutinized Kimmie for a moment, looked to her son for some sort of reaction, then said, "Okay. You two come down for breakfast now."

And with that, Missus Richardson, followed by Kimmie, headed out of the room, with the latter looking back with a delighted expression and a giggle.

 

[Bevatoria]

Yeah, the tale had definitely been for Jake. At this point - and especially with Kimmie’s enthusiasm to the breakfast idea - he had a feeling nothing he could suggest or find himself involved in would faze Kimmie. She was unflappable. Although the more lies she (they) told, the more he was hoping to rush things along. The whole story about her sister getting sick, him now having to loan Kimmie his clothes - it was like adding gasoline to a fire you were trying to keep hidden.

And so, the four of them sat around the breakfast table. Deanna Richardson, Jake's mother, and William, Jake's father. William was already in his light blue button up shirt, dark grey pants, and wore an expression that seemed to indicate that he had some idea of what was really going on.

His mother had managed to find the time to make some fresh waffles for breakfast, which had a bowl of seasonal fruit and some maple syrup for toppings, to go with whatever beverage a teenager could desire. Milk, apple juice, and orange juice were available (Jake just went with orange juice) as well as water. “Remember to bring your water bottle with you today, Jake.”

“I know, Mom.” It was bad enough to get nagged, but in front of...well, not his girlfriend, but his...something. Jake’s tone was annoyed, and as much as he wanted to hurry through breakfast, he needed to make sure Kimmie didn’t get them in any more trouble.

“Well, I just have to be sure.” She gave Kimmie a look. “We try to take good care of Jake.”

Luckily, everyone seemed to be focused on getting ready for the day - although Jake knew if they sat down for a later meal in the day that they would give Kimmie (and him) the third degree. But it was morning, and everyone had work or school to get to. Hell, Kimmie still had to go home and shower…

********

Lunchtime came, and as Jake sat down with his usual crew again, and Lance sat across from him with a cackle. “So is your girlfriend going to come by again?”

He almost responded too quickly. “She’s not my girlfriend. She’s...my neighbor.”

And she came over to my bedroom last night, stripped naked, got in my bed, and jacked me off. No biggie.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Off and on all morning during the three morning periods of school -- Chemistry, Advanced Drawing, and Resource/Information Management or just RIM -- Kimmie's lips would just suddenly spread in a delighted smile, or she would suddenly just giggle. A couple of times teachers took note, and even more often students around her -- mostly boys who were ogling her -- gave her a curious expression or even asked what was so funny.

"Life is funny," she answered a few times, while other times she simply remained quiet. When she did answer this way, she usually also added, "Life is fun."

For the in crowd, RIM was often little more than a free period in which they sat at a big round table in the back of the Media Center planning for the upcoming weekend parties or talking about -- bragging about, more like it -- the last weekend. Kimmie more often than not joined them there, too, though she rarely if ever had much to say. She joined into the conversations, of course, but rarely contributed much of substance.

And here, too, Kimmie continued to find joy, which she showed in sudden smiles and giggles, in the memory of last night and, even more so, the memory of this morning. The conversation at Jake's breakfast table had been the highlight of the week so far. Jake probably would have said the highlight of the week -- or even a longer time period -- had been the hand job hours earlier and the sleeping next to Kimmie, who had been naked at the time.

But then the two of them hadn't been alone together since before his mother happened into the bedroom, and she didn't carry a cell phone, which the other kids in school thought was just whacko. So the two of them hadn't had the opportunity to talk about it yet.

Tyler was there at the table in the back of the Media Center with Kimmie and eight others, a number that occasionally went up or down as students arrived or left. When she'd arrived after him, she'd intentionally taken a seat near but not exactly across from him. You could see in his frequent and hungry ogles The others, even before Kimmie had arrived at the table, already knew all about Tyler having dinner at the Ulrich house. Of course, the way he told it, Tyler and Kimmie had been having dinner together and there just happened to be some other people in the house who occasionally made their presence known.

"You didn't give me your phone number last night... " Tyler reminded Kimmie at one point, an obvious attempt to get it from her now. In a further attempt to make the night seem like more than it was, he added to the end of his statement, "...when I left at midnight."

There was a roll of suggestive sounds or short little comments meant to imply that something sexual had been going on between the pair the two of them up to the witching hour. Kimmie let it happen; she had no reason to confirm nor deny anything because she didn't find it necessary. In the end, people were going to believe what they wanted to believe, and Kimmie had given no one the reason to believe that she'd done anything sexual with Tyler.

What she wanted to do was add, "Oh, you mean when you left my house with Jake Richardson."

She wanted the in crowd to know that the Big Q had had no more an importance last night at dinner than a student for whom most of them had no respect or concern. But she feared that it would only mutate into a degradation session of Jake Richardson so she only kept her mouth shut.

Then, as she feared, asshole Big Q just had to start talking about how The Jake Brake Richardson had been at the dinner, too. Tyler told the others, "Yeah, he lives on the other side of the block from Kimmie. I think he leaped over the fence separating their yards and couldn't figure out how to get back … just like my stupid dog does with Mrs. Conner's yard next door."

The teasing continued, not just about Jake but about others in his geek squad.

Kimmie called to Tyler over the din of inappropriateness, "Phone number...?"

At the waggling of her hand his direction, Tyler slid his cell phone to Kimmie. She pretended she couldn't find the icon for his contacts list, then his dial pad, then other delaying tactics. But she was actually typing in his Notepad app, and when she slid the phone back across to him, his face filled with panic as he read Speak ill of Jake ever again and I will tell everyone you have a small dick and suffer from premature ejaculation. And they will believe me.

It took about ten seconds for Big Q's panic to subside, then he quickly shut down the conversation with a new one about the upcoming parties. Three invitations were tossed Kimmie's way, and as usual her responses were versions of I can't promise anything but I'll try to make it.

Third period ended, and while some of the crowd remained, Kimmie headed out. Tyler fell quickly in behind Kimmie to quiz her about what just happened, asking specifically if she had a thing for or a thing with Jake Richardson. She answered, "I wouldn't tell you whether or not I was involved with Jake anymore than I would tell Jake whether or not I was involved with you."

"So … are you going to be involved with me?" Tyler said with a hopeful tone and a hungry smirk as he hurried up before Kimmie to stop her in place. "Go with me to the party this weekend … the one at Parker's."

"Sure," Kimmie said after she'd spent a long moment studying him. Then she added, "After you befriend Jake Richardson and at least two other nerds … and invite them to the party, too. And I don't mean... be nice to them to their faces and tease about them behind their backs. I mean make friends with them."

Tyler looked skeptical initially, but when Kimmie donned a disappointed expression and started to circle out around him, he quickly cut her off again and promised, "I will. Seriously. I'll be a good guy and be nice and … I dunno, invite a whole handful of them to go do something with me and the guys and girls."

Then he donned that hungry look again, ogling Kimmie's body as he asked, "But what do I get out of it?"

"You get to take me to the party."

"And...?"

"You get to take me to the party," Kimmie repeated. "Now, let me go … or the note on your phone goes viral."

Tyler quickly threw his hands up in a surrender gesture and stepped out of the way. Kimmie walked away, smiling, then laughing. She hadn't planned any of that, and she really didn't know where it was going to go. But it was most likely going to become interesting between now -- Wednesday -- and the party Saturday night.

In the Quad, Kimmie walked slowly past the nerds' table in her zip up blouse with its deep diving cleavage and her ass hugging, retro, bell bottom jeans and her four inch spiked heels that made her legs seem almost impossibly long … and she gave a very conspicuous waggling finger wave to Jake that all of his geek buddies witnessed.

"I enjoyed last night, Jake," she said with a suggestive purr.

It was all she said before continuing onward to go sit with some of the AP Biology kids … her ass wafting to and fro as she crossed the Quad. She sat and gave him another suggestive look and smile before joining the conversation about an upcoming class trip.

 

[Bevatoria]

If yesterday had gotten his crowd buzzing about the sexy brunette, today got about four questions at once the moment she stepped away. The group instinctively moved out of her way, as if they would clear the entire table for her to sit with Jake, but when she didn't stay with them the gap where she'd been standing was filled in again, like a swarm of bugs.

He barely had time to respond - just with a smile and a nod to her. "Uh, yeah." His grin was a bit goofy, which was Lance just turned to him, asking the same question the rest of his friends were thinking. "Last night?"

"I went to her family's house for dinner." Jake started. "She's my neighbor."

"A neighbor who looks like that...I'd eat her for dinner." Daniel, this time, and Jake couldn't help but laugh a bit at the crude joke, shaking his head.

She did look incredibly attractive in that outfit, but apparently she didn't want to talk to him today.

********

The person who did was surprising, to say the least. And not just him, but him and his entire crew (or at least those who had been brave enough to stick around), which was how Jake and three of his friends were now listening to Tyler talk.

"I just think we got off on the wrong foot last night."

Now, the story was getting even better; Tyler had been at Kimmie's house? Lance spared Jake a look, but he ignored it as Tyler continued.

“So, if you and some of your...friends. Like Larry-”

“Lance.”

“Or Andrea.”

Well, he’d gotten her name right, which spoke to his priorities. Maybe he thought Andrea would clean up well.

“I mean, they should come.” Tyler looked at all of them. “You’re all invited to the party on Saturday. We can be chill and hang out.”

Even Jake was no cynic. “Okay. We’ll think about it.”

“I’ll text you.”

At this point, Jake wasn’t wondering how Tyler had his number - in high school, everyone could know everyone if they went through the right circles, although he had a feeling Kimmie might be the exception. Not that he would have probed even informally - she seemed to want some privacy. Plus, she was his neighbor, so he could always just pop over to her house.

“Dude.” said Lance, as Tyler walked away. “First you’ve got a girlfriend-”

“Neighbor.”

“And now we have an in with the popular crowd!” Not that any of them seemed too eager to go to said party but now they had an in. Nobody would question Tyler.

“Yeah.” The skepticism was obvious in Jake’s tone.

********

Except the charm offensive continued. He didn’t see Kimmie Wednesday night, and Thursday during his spare period Tyler chatted him up again. Jake was kind and courteous, but guarded, as he tried to figure out...well, the motivations for everyone involved in this. Tyler suddenly eager to be his friend, Kimmie pulling away mysteriously at her own pace, suddenly a ghost. He didn’t see her in the cafeteria that day, but most of the nerds’ conversation was about the ‘party’, and if any of them would go.

Jake gave her space, but by Friday he had to know, so after school he tentatively went over to her house and knocked on the door, seeing her mother answer. “Hey, I was wondering if Kimmie was around…” He started, like a six year old asking if a friend could come out and play.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

(OOC: All characters are 18+. I feel I need to say that here because the image I use in this post is of an 18+ model who has a younger appearance. But the image comes from a lingerie site that only features 18+ models, so, there we go on that. And besides, I'm telling you: all characters are 18+!)


Kimmie hadn't been intentionally avoiding Jake for the past two days, but then, she hadn't been making an effort to see him either. One of the beauties of not having an electronic leash -- aka a cell phone -- was that people had to make an effort to find you and it was easier to hide out and keep out of touch and later on say you weren't doing the first to cause the second.

She was tickled, though, when she heard the doorbell, went to the top of the stairs, and heard Jake asking her mother, “Hey, I was wondering if Kimmie was around…”

Before her mother could respond, Kimmie hollered down, "Upstairs! C'mon up!"

She returned to her room in bounds and was waiting for his entry, standing before the full length mirror on the front side of her bathroom door. Looking at him in the mirror, she opened the thin, thigh length robe she was wearing to show him the her new lingerie set she was wearing underneath. She let the robe drop to show how well the boy shorts showed off her firm ass before turning to face him.

"Like?" she asked as innocently as if she was asking her mother or sister. She moved closer until she was just two arms length away and performed a full turn with a bit of hip swaying before once again looking into Jake's face. "It's new. I think I like it."

She leaped forward, kissed Jake on the cheek without any other contact, then hurried back to the bathroom door. But when she tried to open it, Kimmie found it locked. She demanded, "Come out."

A female voice said, "No way. Not while he's out there. Are you crazy?"

Kimmie looked to Jake and thought she saw a sense of recognition in his expression. She smiled devilishly. "Come out right now! Or..."

"Or what?"

"Or Jake and I are going to have sex right here, right now against the bathroom door," Kimmie threatened, continuing, "And you're going to have to listen to every second of it."

Kimmie giggled to Jake, then began feigning loud, sensuous breathing, followed by moans. "Oh, Jake! You're the man. My God! I've never seen one so big before--"

"Cease!" the female beyond the door demanded.

Kimmie looked to Jake again, and she knew that he now knew who was beyond the door. Cease had for a long time been his friend Andrea's way of telling people to stop something that was annoying her. Kimmie asked, "Are you coming out?"

"Yes, I'm coming out."

Kimmie's lips spread in a devilish smile. "Are you wearing it?"

The answer was slow in coming. "Yes ... I'm wearing it."

Kimmie suddenly donned a doubtful expression. She chastised, "Take off the clothes I know you snuck in there with you! C'mon. I want to see it."

"I don't have a problem with you seeing me in it," Andrea countered with an almost desperate tone. "I just don't want Jake to see me in it."

The two of them argued back and forth for a minute or so about her coming out and about how she would look great and feel great once Jake showed his appreciation, which Kimmie guaranteed he would.

Finally, after a long moment of silence and some more encouragement from Kimmie, the door lock clicked, the knob turned, and Andrea emerged. She was wearing a thick cotton robe that she clenched tightly from neck to calves, and she barely made eye contact with Jake or even Kimmie for as far as that went.

"Show me," Kimmie encouraged. When Andrea peaked up at Jake, Kimmie quickly said, "Ignore him. Forget he's here. Besides, you told me he's seen you in a bikini be--"

"A bikini!" Andrea cut in, further contradicting Kimmie's implication that this was no big deal with, "A one piece with a pair of jean shorts over them!"

But Kimmie kept bugging Andrea, and finally the recently turned 18 year old senior allowed her new bestie to pull the robe off and away. Andrea's eyes went straight to the carpet, so she didn't see Jake's reaction to seeing her in a very skimpy, very sexy, very sheer black lace panty and bra set.

Kimmie forced the girl to turn all the way around, pausing to let Jake see the backside before turning her around again to show off the push up bra that made Andrea's A+ cups look a bit more like legitimate B's. She asked the male in the room, "Whadda think, Jake?"

 

[Bevatoria]

Well, this hadn’t been what he had expected when he was ushered upstairs. But then again, had someone told him that walking out of his house earlier this week would lead to everything that had happened so far, Jake would have accused them of being on drugs or making fun of him. As it was, he could not entirely convince himself that he hadn’t been spiked during school today, because he was gaping at the sight in front of him.

Seeing her naked had been delicious, but something about how the lingerie flattered her body was incredibly appealing. Her ass looked positively spankable - not that he had any thoughts she’d ever let him do that, or was sure he even wanted to - and her breasts...fuck.

Jake gulped again, but regained some composure as this wasn’t his first rodeo with his neighbor/friend/lover?. “Uh, yeah. Looks good on you.” He nodded, eager to compliment her even as there were more than a nugget of truth in her statement. He leaned in to her kiss on the cheek, imagining in his mind that he had been assertive enough to grab her hair and kiss her on the lips.

But then he was grateful he didn’t, as he heard another female voice. In her bathroom.

What were they doing? He heard a familiar voice, but then wasn’t convinced it was her. There was no way Kimmie knew his friend, and had her here, and than-

Nope. It was Andrea. Cease had been a safeword of hers, in a manner of speaking. If the guys got too far with their banter, she said cease, and it stopped. It might have been their way of making sure an actual girl continued to hang out with them, but Jake would admit he liked Andrea more than some of the guys in their group. Not just because she was female.

The ‘discussion’ between her and Kimmie ended as Jake had expected. Kimmie has a way of getting what she wants. He thought with a smirk, although said smirk disappeared when Kimmie came out. Not that he didn't like the sight of her in just the robe. She was clearly nervous, and that excited Jake in a way he didn’t entirely understand; as usual, he shifted around, although the thick cargo shorts would hide his growing arousal. But only to a degree.

And then, Andrea looked away from him as Kimmie stripped her in front of him. Leaving her in something that covered much less than a bikini. Jake looked at his ‘friend’, put so blatantly on display by his neighbor; the push up bra did make her breasts look bigger, and then her tight little ass in the thin panties. He’d never seen his friend dress like this, but with her showing everything to him, it gave him thoughts about her he’d never had before.

“It…” He was nervous again; seeing Kimmie in lingerie was one thing, but now he was with an actual friend (not that he didn’t consider Kimmie his friend), and he was worried about ruining their relationship. “I like it.”

In the end, honesty won out. “What’s the occasion?” He was still hesitant as he asked the question, but he was, at the end of all this, still very curious. Andrea had never talked about knowing Kimmie, although it occurred to him he hadn’t, either.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

“It…”

When all Jake got out was a single word, Kimmie couldn't help but laugh. "Go ahead, tell her."

By tell her, Kimmie was trying to gain Andrea more of a compliment than just the skimpy underwear she was wearing. Jake managed, “I like it.”

"Told ya," Kimmie said as she turned Andrea to the mirror to look at herself. She murmured about Andrea almost as hungrily as Jake was looking at the girl, "My god, you're just delicious."

Andrea tried to flee to the bathroom, starting, "I need to put on some--"

But Kimmie stopped her, pulling her back as Jake was asking, “What’s the occasion?”

"Well," Kimmie began as Andrea was again little more than a standing, trembling temple of womanly nervousness, "I've been talking to your friend Andrea here, and I've convinced her that she's more beautiful than she believes she is…"

Andrea leaned in close to Kimmie, whispering, "Can I put something on now?"

But Kimmie continued, "...and this afternoon before we left school … we ran into the Big Q in the parking lot … and he said he agreed."

Kimmie hesitated for just a moment to gauge Jake's reaction to the mention of Tyler.

"How about just the robe?" Andrea was almost begging now.

The one year older teen continued, "And I convinced our friend Andrea here that it would be good for her to go to the party this weekend … and, reluctantly, she has agreed."

"I didn't agree," Andrea correctly with a timid voice.

"You agreed," Kimmie told her.

"You forced me."

"I didn't force you," Kimmie laughed. She ignored the younger woman's pleading, continuing, "Now, coincidentally and for some unknown reason … Tyler has taken an interest in some of the members of your little Quad table and has invited some of you to said party, which I think is a fantastic opportunity for Andrea to come out."

Andrea's eyes widened as she said firmly, "I'm not gay!"

"Not that kind of coming out, silly," Kimmie laughed, explaining that she meant socially. She went back to explaining to Jake, "So, here's the sitch! Andrea and I are going to the party Saturday night. But … we aren't going alone. You, Jake … are taking one of us to said party … and the Big Q … is taking the other one of us."

Kimmie stepped away from Andrea a bit, grasped her, and spun her about again for male's benefit before asking, "So tell me, Jake … which of the two males in question do you think should take our sweet, little, naïve, and yet gorgeous as fuck Andrea--"

"Kimmie!" Andrea exclaimed, turning a deep red from shoulders to forehead.

Kimmie ignored her, continuing, "--to the party on Saturday night. You … or the Big Q?"

Kimmie's lips were wide with an evil little smile. She knew Jake would want to take her, in the hopes of getting another hand job … or a blow job … or … can you call it a pussy job or is it just get fucked? But if he did that, he would be leaving Andrea -- as described by Kimmie, sweet, little, and naïve -- to that big brute of a walking sperm machine.

Tough call, she thought to herself as she once again forced Andrea into a full spin before Jake's eyes.

 

[Bevatoria]

Kimmie's flirting with his friend was equal parts offputting and arousing to the younger man. Any high schooler fantasized about watching girl-on-girl action, especially with one as hot as Kimmie. And even his friend, with the fear on her face, was starting to look appealing. Kimme had turned Andrea into more than just a friend to him. Here in skimpy underwear, putting her body (albeit unwillingly) on display for him like Kimmie had several times already, she was a woman. Something to be adored, and cherished.

And as his neighbor laid out the scenario before him, he knew that if Tyler had indeed been put on about Andrea being attractive, then the party would not be fun for her. He’d probably get to have her.

Jake was visibly pained. He wanted to think about the idea for more time, but there was no time. He desperately wanted to have Kimmie by his side. To have his arm around her, to laugh and be confident. In a way, it wasn’t about being in the world of the popular people. But the appearance of it. To be happy, suave, sure of himself.

And to be with her. Although the full spin of Andrea certainly gave him another great look at his friend. In just skimpy underwear.

But he was a people pleaser at heart. And as he looked down, he became a little smaller. Less sure of himself. Leaving Andrea with Big Q. In his clutches, his friend would be prey for him. And while he craved to be at Kimmie’s side, he couldn’t quite bring himself to let Andrea down. Even as he knew this would change their relationship forever.

“I’ll go with Andrea.” He said quietly.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Kimmie had been almost positive that Jake would give the answer he did: “I’ll go with Andrea.”

She knew what he wanted from her, and one day he might get it. But Kimmie also knew that he was a good guy and would never have left naive and socially inept Andrea to the clutches of that wolf.

For her part, Andrea peeked up at Jake … smiled with delight but also a bit of shyness … and blushed fiery red once again. Kimmie spun her toward the bathroom and slapped her butt, catching about half and half bare cheek and lace. Andrea yelped as Kimmie told her to go get dressed. After the bathroom door closed, Kimmie walked back over to Jake until she was do close her breasts nearly touched his chest.

"I'm proud of you … Jake Brake," she said using the nickname some of the assholes in the in crowd used for him. She laughed and countered the reason for the nickname, "See … this time, looking up and seeing you coming didn't cause a woman to stop cold in her tracks and flee. Soon, if you play your cards right, that nick' will be forgotten. They'll have to find a new nick' for you. Maybe--"

Kimmie reached down and cupped Jake's cock, which was swollen either fully or nearly so. She smiled devilishly and added about his shape down there, "Maybe … Jake the Snake."

Still groping his cock, she leaned in to press her mouth to his for their first real kiss. It was soft and closed mouth at first, but Kimmie told him in whisper, "Part you lips just a bit."

When he did, she met his mouth again and just barely pressed her tongue inside his lips. She whispered between a series of erotic kisses, "Slowly … softly … gently and unhurried … yes … like that … nice … nice … you're a good kisser, Jake."

She heard Andrea's shoes hit the floor, now with feet in them, and backed away from Jake. She had a delighted smile on her face as she studied him. Andrea emerged, wearing baggy clothes that did nothing to show what little curvature she had. She looked at the two with a curious expression, asking simply, "What?"

Kimmie jumped in first with, "Jake wants to know if you'd like to go to the drive-in tonight."

Andrea's eyes opened wide. "You mean … just the two of us?"

Kimmie turned to look at the shocked girl. "Is that a problem?"

She raised an expectant eyebrow at the girl, causing Andrea to murmur, "No … no problem … I'd … I'd love to go."

Kimmie turned back to Jake again with that I always get my way expression on her face.

 

[Bevatoria]

At this point, he was blushing almost as much as Andrea was, although she pulled ahead when Kimmie gave her ass a spank - at that point, it seemed like everything above her chest was a beet red. Still, the slap of her ass almost made Jake jump, which was nothing compared to what was about to happen to him. Something about her being so close to him, wearing so little, got him almost as excited as he'd been when she'd slept with him earlier that week.

Being called 'Jake Brake' made him bristle, although it was clear she meant it as an actual tease. Plus, her grabbing his cock, teasing him about the new nickname...he bristled, but not in reluctance; but in nervousness.

She could make him hard just with her words, so her touching his manhood made him pulse a bit. And then, she kissed him; he didn't pull back, pressing forward ever so slightly. She tasted sweet, and warm, and it felt like there was a fire from the kiss burning through his entire body.

She pulled away slightly, asking him to part his lips. He'd never kissed a girl before (not like this, anyways), and he obediently did so. Feeling her tongue inside his lips was intoxicating, and eventually he teased back. She started to work on him, continuing to advise, encourage, and tell him what to do. In between more kisses and touches of lips, he started to move his hands to pull her closer. In his mind, his hands went around her bare shoulder and back; and then they were together, and he would-

Stop, as Andrea left the bathroom, now fully dressed. In her normal clothes which did nothing to flatter her.

And then Andrea put him on the spot. Again. He almost frowned; it was a little presumptuous for her to decide his life for him As if seeing her in her underwear wasn't enough, now he was being pushed into a date with her? Andrea was a friend, but not that kind of friend. This would change their relationship forever. But it probably said more about him then her when he didn't immeidately protest the idea.

"Yeah." He said with a nod. "Sounds...great."

There were a couple of movies he could make up a reason to go to. But there was only one thing kids their age did at the drive-in.

"7:30?" He asked hopefully, trying to convince her (and himself) that he wanted to do this.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

"Sure, 7:30," Andrea confirmed tentatively. She looked to Kimmie as if needing permission, and receiving a smile and a shrug, told Jake, "I'll be ready. I can bring some--"

"Good! Settled!" Kimmie cut in, heading for Jake. She turned him and manhandled him toward the bedroom door, telling him, "Now, get out of my house. I've gotta get my girl ready for her first ever date with a boy."

"Hey!" Andrea objected. "I've been on a--"

"You can pick her up here, Jake," Kimmie was cutting in again. At the door, she asked him in whisper, sort of a reminder of what most of their relationship was thus far, "What is this thing between us again...?"

But even before he could answer, Kimmie blew him a kiss, winked to him, and slammed the door in his face.

…………………​

Come 7:30, both Kimmie and Andrea came bounding out the door to meet Jake at the curb. The latter hopped in the front seat while the former hopped in the back, explaining, "You're giving me a ride to the movies."

(OOC: This is what Andrea is wearing over the bra and panty set she had on earlier; the bra can bee seen through the fabric. (This is not the image of Andrea, though. This is.

This is what Kimmie is wearing, and this is also the image for Kimmie.)

 

[Bevatoria]

Andrea was definitely saying that more for Kimmie's benefit then his; Jake was well aware that his friend had been on dates. Definitely more then him, if for no other reason then she had actually been on dates in the last calendar year. Jake's last date had been...well, never mind that.

Her question was pointed, and given his attractive neighbor had been in the driver's seat so far in their 'relationship'. It was fitting she closed the door before he could answer, and with a simple shrug, he responded with nobody to hear him.

"Hell if I know."

********

His mother had pressed him for details about the 'date', and Jake and tried to pass it off. "Ma, I'm just going to the movies with Andrea." But his parents knew better - he didn't go to the movies often, and the fact they were going to the drive in gave it away. This wasn't to see something serious.

This would be for the extra-curricular activities. Or so they thought. Jake...wasn't sure.

What has Kimmie done to Andrea?

It was a short, non-existent drive to Kimmie's house given how close she was (although since her house was behind his, it was a longer drive then walk). Jake looked at Kimmie uncertainly - if anything, he wasn't sure he wanted her around. But at the end of the day, she had set up this 'date', and was kind of manipulating everything.

So after giving a long look at both of them - noticing Andrea appeared to be wearing the bra she'd been earlier with her top having many gaps to peek through, and Kimmie was showing off much of her thin, attractive stomach.

"Okay." He smiled, and nodded, with it being a twenty minute drive to the theatre for an 8:00 PM show.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

The drive to the outdoor theater was like dinner at the Mime Family's house. Andrea was so obviously uncomfortable that she hadn't spoken a word for almost ten miles, and Kimmie was just sitting in the back seat looking back and forth between the two in the front, waiting for some sort of interaction. She finally had to break the silence with some random questions about the car Jake owned or had borrowed or stolen, who the fuck knew, and the movie he'd selected, which he was yet to tell either of the women.

They paid and drove in to find a parking space. Kimmie knew a little bit about drive in theaters and directed them to the back corner that was the farthest away from the walkup concession stand and both the automobile exit and the pedestrian exit, which was close to where people in lawn chairs and on blankets would watch the show from a little spot of lawn.

"Okay, you two love birds," Kimmie announced a bit too loudly for wide-eyed Andrea's comfort as she hopped out, "I'm outta here. Don't do anything I wouldn't do … which … come to think of it … only includes a few things I doubt either of you has ever heard of, so … never mind."

She was about to head off to nowhere in particular when she suddenly felt Andrea tugging at her elbow. The girl was absolutely white as a ghost, which was whitey white since it was after dark and Kimmie had been able to tell so. She begged Kimmie not to go, and when the slightly older girl asked what the problem was, Andrea pulled her close and whispered into Kimmie's ear...

And...

Kimmie simply erupted in laughter … so much so that she bent over at the waist and had tears forming in her eyes. Andrea for her part was mortified at first, then a bit niffed. Kimmie threw her arms around the other female and told her with a sincere tone, "I'm so … so sorry, Andrea. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to … if I had known..."

She laughed again, pulled Andrea close to her to whisper to and fro for a bit, then turned the girl back toward the car. They arrived together and both hopped into the back seat to Jake's somewhat surprised expression and just sat there for the longest moment before Kimmie announced what Andrea had authorized her to tell her long time friend and school mate. "Well, you're not likely to get any tonight from Andrea, Jake. I'm more likely to get some from Andrea tonight than you are."

She hesitated a moment, looking to Jake for some recognition of the situation before asking, "Understand what I'm saying?"

 

[Bevatoria]

"It's my Dad's car." Although it certainliy looked as beat up as a car he would have bought himself. What little money Jake had saved up from jobs and savings was squirreled away for college. Or spent on magic the gathering cards. A game which he'd played for a month, and then never again.

I'm probably the only person who never got into pokemon, either.

As for the movie, he tilted his head; realizing that with the chaos of...well, actually having a date...he didn't mention where they were going. "Some campy science fiction pic called Shadow Weavers." A shrug. "Looked pretty...good."

If nothing else, it might be so bad it was good. He paid for their tickets, and then they drovein.

Kimmie's commentary was not helping, and it was at this point Jake wondered if she was actually on his side, or if this was some sort of cruel prank. "Want some popcorn or anything?" He asked Andrea, who just shook her head. Truth be told, he wasn't feeling super comfortable either, so it was more to make sure Andrea was.

Her lack of comfort fed his, and he wondered if the reverse was true as well. When Kimmie tried to leave, he noticed Andrea want to talk to her...and then Kimmie started laughing. Hard.

He smiled at first, but then the laughter continued, and he was getting embarrased, then upset...and then angry.

Then they both went into his back seat, and he barely had time to register the full meaning of Kimmie's statement before she explained it in full. Andrea was...a lesbian?

On one hand, it relieved a bit of pressure on him to perform. On the other hand, this manipulation was starting to frustrate him. But as he thought about it, he realized he could have avoided it by being truthful. Asking questions of everyone involved.

And, more importantly, standing up for himself.

"Yeah, yeah, I get it." He said, sighing. "I'm going to go grab a drink." Not that kind of drink, as he wasn't of legal age. But right now, Jake knew he needed some air. Now, he hoped the movie was actually good; right now he didn't feel like laughing.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Jake was gone longer than what it took to get a drink at the concession, and Kimmie began to worry that maybe they'd driven him away until the ending credits. She couldn't believe the twist this had taken. She'd spent the entire afternoon with Andrea, doing their nails and talking about boys -- odd to think about that now, obviously -- and playing with makeup ideas and trying on clothes, which of course meant that one or the other of them and sometimes both had been in a state of full or total nudity at several times … and yet Kimmie had never gotten a gay vibe from Andrea.

The two young women spent the time talking about the turn of events, and when Jake finally returned they went quiet. But from the expressions on their faces, it had to be obvious to him that something was going on. Kimmie explained that this hadn't been any kind of a prank, just in case Jake had thought it; Andrea apologized profusely for not being up front with Jake, then reminded him about her conservative parents and how all they ever talked about was how she'd get married and have their grandchildren one day.

"We have an idea," Kimmie said after Jake had had his chance to respond to what they'd said. "So … we were thinking … remember what I said earlier … about how I had a better chance of getting some from Andrea tonight than you did? Well … Andrea and I have an idea, and we're wondering what you'd think about it."

Kimmie looked to Andrea and found the girl's head down but her eyes peeking up at Jake, desperate to see his reaction. Kimmie looked back to him and gave a little more detail, "So … we thought maybe we could go back to my house … and … Andrea and I could … you know … and if you wanted … you could watch."

 

[Bevatoria]

He would have said part of his time away was that he'd gotten lost on his way to the concession stand, but it was more because Jake needed time to collect his thoughts. And it was a good thing he had; it had given him time to calm down, and while their apologies had been welcome, truth be told, his embarassment was now more for himself.

"Yeah." He nodded. "I get it." Next time, he'd ask some questions...hopefully. He let a smirk go as he idly thought that he'd probably end up doing the same thing again. Live and don't learn, it seems, but it turned out Kimmie had a bit more up her sleeve.

As Kimmie spoke about a better chance of her getting some, he couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah?" Naive, poor little Jake, he really had no idea what was they were thinking, and once again the implications of what she was suggesting didn't fully sink in until he thought about it.

"Oh." He pulled at the collar of his suddenly tight fitting shirt. "Uh...well..." That did sound like a fun idea. But Jake took a moment to reply as it was his turn to look nervous.

"How about...." Jake took a breath. "..I mean, some people like doing it at the drive in, right?" His tone was high pitched, a bit breathless.

"So I was wondering if...you could do a bit in the..backseat."

Knowing Kimmie, she'd say no if she didn't like it. Or if Andrea didn't.

But if not, they could always go back to her place. Assuming he hadn't ruined the moment.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Jake couldn't know that after the two girls had talked for several minutes about Andrea's surprise; that after they each realized that other had been taking peeks at her without knowing back at the house; that Kimmie was no stranger to the taste of another woman; that they had kissed a few times here already, which had led to the decision that they wanted to be with one another tonight. He also couldn't know that while Kimmie was the more sexually experienced of the two women, it had actually been Andrea who suggested Jake get to watch.

"He's my friend, and I love him," Andrea had told Kimmie, "And I feel bad about what has happened to him and want to do something for him."

Well, having sex with another girl in front of a boy would definitely be doing something for him.

Without a word, Andrea leaned in closer to Kimmie, who very readily took the girl's mouth to hers in another soft but erotic kiss. They giggled a bit, now that they had an audience, then began again. Kimmie suggested to Jake that he turn around in the front seat and put the back of it down enough to he could see better. "Kick your shoes off and get comfortable."

It didn't take long for the kissing to lead to caressing, the caressing to lead to groping, and the groping lead to Kimmie reaching a hand up under Andrea's skirt. Andrea gasped at the feel of Kimmie's fingers finding her pussy and then clit inside her black lacy panties. She moaned at the sudden commencement of pleasure she hadn't felt since a little fling with another ski bunny over a weekend with her parents at Vale.

For the first time since they'd started, Kimmie looked to Jake for his reaction and smiled. Andrea followed her newest lover's gaze, too, smiled to Jake, then giggled a bit, saying, "I can't believe we're doing this, but … I'm … I'm glad we are."

Andrea was starting to writhe at the skilled workings at her pussy. She reached both of her hands to Kimmie's rib cage and pulled up her black, cropped sweater-blouse upwards. The older girl's firm breasts popped out into view, and the younger girl immediately leaned in to kiss and suckle at them as she herself was beginning to serious moan.

"I wanna go down on you," Andrea suddenly said in a soft but not whispering voice. "I wanna go down on you."

Kimmie laid back into her side of the back seat, lifted her buttocks, and let Andrea push the pencil skirt up her thighs and hips to her thin, flat waist. Her panties had little clips on the hips and they popped free, exposing the delicious, smooth pussy that she'd only just shaved again that morning.

In an instant, after moving Kimmie's feet and legs to wrap around her on the seat and to the floor board, Andrea lowered her head into the other young woman's crotch and went to work

 

[Bevatoria]

Well, she certainly didn't say no. In fact, it was Andrea who took the iniatitive, and Jake got to watch to real life girls kiss. And then make out. He put the seat down at Kimmie's suggestion, although the shoes stayed on. He wasn't about to make the poor girls endure that.

It was the groping that he enjoyed the most. Jake put himself on his side as Kimmie started to work on Andrea, and then smirked as he saw Kimmie look at him. She had just done that to him, a short while ago, so in a way he knew what Andrea was feeling.

Then watching Andrea undress his neighbor caused him to get a bit jealous. And a bit hard. He was starting to stroke himself through his pants, after taking a nervous glance around to make sure nobody else was looking in the car for the live, lewd sex show that was taking place. It sure didn't seem like it, and a moment later (specifically at the sight of Andrea's bare breasts) he lost himself in the debauchery again.

Seeing Andrea kiss Kimmie's breasts made him harder. There was something crudely sensual about Andrea working Kimmie like that, and then hearing Andrea say she wanted to go down on her. His hand was able to put together what was happening before his conscious brain, and then seeing Kimmie practically naked in the back of his car, with Andrea's lips between her thighs...

Fuck.

It was at this point he undid his belt and lowered his zipper for better access to himself so he could watch the rapidly developing girl-on-girl action in the back of his Dad's car.