A new aparment after a divorce gives a middle-aged man a chance new experiences
You've heard the story before. Guy hits forty, realizes he's not very happy with his life, has an affair with a younger woman, leaves his wife. Nothing unusual there. About the only thing about my story is that I didn't actually leave my wife for the younger woman, I knew from the beginning that was going to be nothing more than a quick fling. But being with her made me realize just how miserable I was at home, and that I'd better get out before I killed somebody, and I wasn't sure if it would be myself or my wife.
So I found myself on my own, moving into an apartment, buying new furniture and such. I let her keep most of what we had. I didn't care about anything except being out of that marriage. The apartment complex was typical middle-range California, the kind that looks almost like a motel, with the doors opening outside instead of everything being inside. There was an outdoor pool (California, remember) and a whirlpool next to it. Those looked pretty good for doing some general relaxing, which was something I needed plenty of.
I was hauling in a load of miscellaneous junk, trying to balance everything and get my keys out, when I met my downstairs neighbors.
"Need some help with that?" It was a woman, about my age, who had a couple of teenage girls with her. They were at the door downstairs from mine.
"Uh, yeah, that might be a good idea, thanks."
The woman walked up the stairs while I waited, took some of the stuff I was holding so I could get to my keys and get my door open. She was about 5'4", fairly slim for a woman her age who apparently had at least two kids, with short, curly blond hair and blue eyes. No makeup to speak of. She was attractive but not a knockout.
"Thanks, I might have had a disaster if I'd tried that by myself." I grinned, she grinned back.
"No problem. You're just moving in, right? I'm Laurie."
"Sam. Yeah, just getting all my stuff situated."
"Nice to meet you. The two down there are my girls, Jennifer and Shasta." The girls waved. I still had too much stuff in my hands, so I nodded at them. "We'll probably see you around."
"I imagine so. I better get inside and get some things put away. Thanks again, see you later."
I went inside, unloaded my pile of stuff and got down to the business of getting the apartment in shape to live in.
I ran into Laurie several times over the next couple of weeks, including a couple of times lounging by the pool. We talked a bit and I found out a few details about her, while letting her know a little about me.
She'd been married twice, divorced from the second for a few years, and, near as I could tell, had no current boyfriend. That wasn't really important to me, in my current situation I wasn't looking to get anything started. Finding a neighbor to just be friendly with would be just fine.
I found out a little more about the kids, too. Jennifer was the older one, sixteen, had just finished her sophomore year in high school. Shasta was fourteen, and just out of junior high. Jennifer had a boyfriend, named Jimmy. The first time I met him I was singularly unimpressed, and I didn't change my opinion when I got to know him a little more. He was the long, greasy hair, wash your clothes once a month type, and didn't seem too bright, either. I wondered what Jennifer saw in him. She was no budding genius, but she was certainly not dumb, and was very pretty Both of the girls were, in fact, with long blond hair and blue eyes, small, straight noses, and wide mouths with full lips. Shasta was slim, like you'd expect from a fourteen-year-old, while Jennifer had a few more curves. Shasta also struck me as being smarter than her sister. I gathered from things that Laurie had told me that the girls had different fathers, so you'd expect they wouldn't be carbon copies.
At some point I realized that I was paying way too much attention to how Laurie's teenagers looked, and maybe I really did need to start looking for a girlfriend, or at least somebody for a nice relaxing roll in the hay. Don't want to be doing anything that will get me in trouble with the law. Or with Laurie for that matter. I suppose I could try for the mother, she's sexy enough. Or maybe I should just keep my eyes open for other women who live in the apartment complex, I haven't really gotten to know anybody else yet.
Saturday, a couple of weeks after I'd moved into the apartment. I slept in, had something to eat and took care of a few chores, then decided it was a good day to go relax by the pool. I was brave and put on my trunks and hauled my forty-year-old body out to show it off for the women. Yeah, right.
After I soaked in the sun for a while the whirlpool started to look good. I had the whole thing to myself for about ten minutes, then Jennifer and Shasta came bouncing out of their apartment and slipped into the water across from me. Good thing I was up to my neck in bubbles, so they didn't see what the sight of two teenage girls in bikinis could do to a middle-aged man who wasn't getting any.
The girls smiled and said hello, but then pretty much ignored me, talking about the kinds of things I suspect all teenage girls talk about - boys, clothes, music. I was just relaxing and not really paying much attention to anything around me.
"Hey, Jen, you ready to go out to the mall?" It was Jimmy, Jennifer's boyfriend, looking as ratty as usual, and probably stoned to boot judging from the glazed eyes.
"Yeah, come in with me while I get changed." Jennifer climbed out of the whirlpool and they headed for the apartment. Shasta stayed put.
"Not going with them?" That was at least half sarcastic on my part, I knew Shasta wasn't really fond of Jimmy. She rolled her eyes in the way only a teenage girl can.
"God, no. Jimmy's disgusting. And my sister's so stupid." She gave an exasperated sigh.
"Oh?" I was really just making conversation, since we were the only two around now.
"Yeah. She's pregnant, and her boyfriend stays up all night with our mother, and they tell her they're just talking. And little dummy Jennifer believes them. She's too stupid to figure out they're smoking dope and having sex all night."
This was all news to me, including the part about Jennifer being pregnant. That had to be pretty recent, because she wasn't showing yet. As for Jimmy and Laurie getting it on, well, I guess I couldn't blame Laurie for wanting some young stuff, but taking your daughter's boyfriend seemed a bit crude to me. Jimmy I didn't really even consider, I figured he'd do just about anything he thought he could get away with.
"That's pretty evil."
"Yeah, and now Jennifer's going to have a baby and have to take care of it herself. If she's going to get pregnant she could at least do it with somebody that's got a job and won't play around on her." This girl was doing way too much thinking about things like that for a fourteen-year-old.
We chatted about other things for a few more minutes before I decided I'd better get going so I didn't turn into a prune. I hoped Shasta didn't see the bulge in the front of my trunks when I climbed out of the whirlpool. All the talk about sex and pregnant teenagers had gotten to me. Not that it was taking much about then.
A few days later I got home from work and saw Jennifer sort of pacing in front of her apartment. Actually, she looked like she was hopping from one foot to the other. When I walked up she looked very relieved.
"Omigod, Sam, I'm locked out, I gave Jimmy my key and he took off somewhere, and my mom and Shasta went to like San Jose or something to visit her dad, and I've got to pee so bad I'm going to die!"
I chuckled a little, I couldn't help it. That explained the hopping. "We don't want that, come on up and use my bathroom." We walked up the stairs, Jennifer looking like she was just barely going to make it. She headed for the bathroom as fast as she could shuffle while I dumped keys and such out of my pants pockets and got ready to relax before dinner.
Jennifer breezed out of the bathroom with a long theatrical sigh to show how relieved she was. I noticed that she didn't have her jeans buttoned. In fact, she didn't even have them zipped, they were just hanging open in front. I hadn't noticed that before, and wondered why she'd do that. Now that I knew she was pregnant I could see just the beginnings of a bulge in her lower belly, but it certainly shouldn't have been enough to make it uncomfortable to fasten her jeans. Deciding I shouldn't be staring at that part of her anatomy I raised my eyes to her face, taking in her very skimpy tank top as I did. She was looking straight at me.
"Sam, have you ever had sex with a pregnant girl?"
"Uh, no, not that I know of." Where did that come from?
"Well, ever since Jimmy found out I'm pregnant, he won't have sex with me. He says it's gross to do it with a pregnant girl." I wondered if Jimmy was really turned off by pregnant sex and that was why he was doing Laurie instead, or if he was just using the pregnancy as an excuse not to bang Jennifer because he'd rather have her mother. Based on what I knew of Jimmy, I'd bet on number two - I didn't think there was anything too gross for him.
Jennifer had kept walking toward me and was standing right in front of me now. "I'm so horny I'm about ready to scream." I didn't like where this was going. But I had to admit my cock didn't seem to mind.
"Jennifer, I don't think this is an appropriate conversation for us to be having."
"Oh, come on. I'm really horny. And it's not like you can get me pregnant." She had a point there. She stepped closer, took my hand in hers and brought it up to her mouth. She sucked in my middle finger, rolled her tongue around it. I was gone.
I pulled Jennifer against me, jerked my finger out of her mouth and replaced it with my tongue. I reached down, slipped my hand into her jeans and curled the finger she'd just been sucking on up into her pussy. She shoved her hips out against me. I pulled my mouth away from hers and whispered into her ear, "What do you want?"
"Fuck me! Just fuck me!"
I took my hand out of her jeans and started pushing them down to where she could step out of them. At the same time, she was fumbling with the front of my jeans, finally getting them open and curling her fingers around my cock.
"Fuck, you're big!" Jimmy must not be much, I thought to myself, because I'm decent size, but nothing to get that excited about.
I dragged Jennifer down onto the floor, and forced her legs apart. She was still holding onto my cock and guided it to her pussy lips. I slammed all the way into her in one thrust.
"Oh god! Yes! Hunh hunh hunh!" She was horny. She locked her legs around my hips and began humping at me like a wild woman. Her pussy was tight and wet and hot. I slammed into her hard, banging my pelvis against her clit with every stroke. Within a minute or two she started trembling.
"Fuck, I'm cumming!" She shook hard, gasping for air. Her body tried to curl itself into a ball, but couldn't because I was in the way. She clawed at my shoulders, then let out a huge shuddering sigh and lay back. I stopped pumping into her and looked down at her. Her pussy was still pulsing around my cock, but she had her eyes closed and looked almost like she was asleep. Then her eyes opened and she grinned up at me.
"That was great!"
"Yeah, but I'm not done yet, so hang on."
I pushed into her, slowly this time. She curled her hips out at me. I started moving in and out slowly, figuring that she was probably a little sensitive after her orgasm. After a few strokes she started getting back into it again, and before long we were going at it as hard as before. Her pussy felt incredible around my cock. It had been a long time, and I'd forgotten how good it can feel to be inside a teenager. I was grunting like an animal now, holding myself up with my arms so I could look at Jennifer's face while I fucked her. She had her head leaned back, her eyes hooded, and was chewing on her lower lip. I could feel my balls starting to churn and knew I was close to cumming Suddenly her eyes rolled back in her head and she moaned.
"Oh god I'm gonna cum again!" Her pussy spasmed around my cock and triggered my orgasm. As the first shot of my cum poured into her, Jennifer's back arched up off the floor, and she went stiff.
"Yes, omigod yes!" Her body jerked against me as I pumped my cum into her cunt. Then we both just sort of collapsed onto the floor, tangled together, neither one of us wanting to move yet.
"We can do this again, right?"
"Yeah, but you've gotta promise me you won't tell anybody. Not even your sister." That was the last thing I needed.
"Don't worry, I won't. Are you not going to want me anymore when I'm all fat from being pregnant?"
"I don't know, we'll just have to wait and see." I winked at her to let her know I was joking, although realistically I couldn't be sure. I'd never been with anybody who was pregnant before, so I had no idea how I'd react when she really started to swell.
We lay there for a few more minutes, then Jennifer decided she should get going. After she left I started to wonder exactly what I thought I was doing.
A couple of days after that I found myself alone in the whirlpool with Shasta again. When I first went out to soak, there were several others there, and the only open spot was right next to Shasta. I slid into the water, hoping she wouldn't mind. She didn't run away screaming, so I figured it was okay. After a few minutes, the others all drifted off, and it was just the two of us. She hadn't moved away, and I didn't see any reason to, either.
We chatted a little about nothing in particular, then she suddenly looked into my eyes and said, "I've got a huge crush on you, Sam."
"Yeah, right, girl. I'm an old man. Besides, you don't even really know me."
"I know you enough. And you're not that old. And you're hot." When she said the last one, she looked down into the water, away from me, like she was embarrassed.
"Well, hey, I'm flattered, really, but you're just a little girl. You don't know what you want, and even if you did, I'm way too old for you." I didn't say anything about the fact that I'd fucked her sister just a few days before, but you can be sure I was thinking about it.
"I'm no little girl. And you know it." I could feel her knee bumping up against mine under the water. Her hand came to rest on my thigh. She leaned against me, and without thinking I slipped my arm around her shoulders and brought her face to mine. Her lips were soft, and when I let my tongue slip between them, she tasted sweet. My hand lay against her belly under the water, then glided up, cupped her breast. It was small, round, She moaned when I squeezed her through her bikini top. I moved my hand back down, but when I tried to go past her belly button, she grabbed my wrist with her hand, wouldn't let me go any farther. She didn't say anything, didn't even break off the kiss, but the message was clear. I moved my hand back to her breast, was rewarded with her purring into my mouth when I gave it another squeeze.
I don't know how long we kissed, but it seemed like fifteen minutes. When we finally came up for air, Shasta squeezed my hand and said, "I gotta go now. See you soon."
"Yeah, have a good one." I watched her walk back to her apartment, then climbed out of the whirlpool and headed for mine. I had a serious masturbation session coming.
I didn't see either of the sisters for a couple of days, but on Friday of that week, I ran into Jennifer in the parking lot of the apartment complex. She was starting to show now, not too much, but there was definitely a small bulge in her lower belly. And she looked almost as frantic as she had the day she'd needed to use my bathroom.
"Sam, can we see each other tonight? I'm so fucking horny I'm going nuts!"
"Uh, what about your mother and sister? And your boyfriend?" I was up for another session with Jennifer, but I wasn't in the mood to take a chance on getting caught.
"They're all gonna be gone. Mom's got a date, Jimmy's doing something with his buddies, and Shasta's going to a movie."
"Okay, come up when everybody's out of there." She beamed at me, and gave me a hug, which I really wish she hadn't in public.
Jennifer showed up about 7:00, and practically jumped into my arms. I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, planted her on the floor next to the bed and pulled her blouse up over her head, then undid the clasp on her bra and let it drop to the floor. I nuzzled my face between her breasts, began licking them. It might have been my imagination, but it seemed that they were starting to swell along with her belly. I wasn't sure how far into her pregnancy I'd want to be playing with them - the thought of sucking on a tit that would give me milk didn't really appeal to me. No worries about that yet, though. I raked my teeth across her nipple, listened to her moan in pleasure, while I was working on getting her pants unfastened. When I had them undone, Jennifer helped me push them down and stepped out of them. I ran my hand down her belly, feeling the swell at the bottom, and slipped a finger into her pussy. Her cunt was wet and throbbing. I moved my face away from her tits.
"Do you want me to eat your pussy?" Jennifer's face lit up.
"You do that?"
"Oh yeah. But if I do, you're going to have to suck my cock."
"Mmmm, bring it on!"
I took my finger out of her, and pushed her back onto the bed, leaving her legs hanging over the end. I shoved her legs apart and took a good look before I got onto my knees and buried my face between her legs. I sucked in a big, deep breath, taking in the scent of a teenager from that close for the first time in years, spread her pussy lips with my fingers, and drove my tongue into her.
"Mmmm, yeah Sam. Uuuuhhhh." Jennifer grabbed my head in her hands and pulled it tighter against her crotch. I licked slowly, up and down the length of her slit, stopping each time just before I got to her clit. I wanted to tease her, bring her along slowly. Every few strokes I forced my tongue back into her, lapping at her juices. I moved one hand under her ass, spread her cheeks slightly, and rested the tip of my middle finger against her anus.
"Ah!" Jennifer's anal ring tensed, but she didn't pull away, or tell me to stop, so I started lightly massaging her ass with my fingertip, just rubbing a little without entering her. I was still licking her pussy, and the rhythm of her breathing, more and more ragged, told me that Jennifer was getting close to an orgasm. I let the next stroke of my tongue move up, so it flicked across her clit.
"Uhnee!" Jennifer's body twitched, hard, and her crotch moved against me enough that the tip of my finger was forced into her ass. I moved my lips to her clit and sucked it into my mouth.
"Cumminggggg! Oh oh oh uhhhhnnnnn!" She writhed on the bed as I sucked her clit, twisting and bucking. The movements caused my finger to slip farther into her ass, but I'm not sure she even noticed. Juices seeped from her cunt, down over the crack of her ass, soaking my finger. I moved my mouth back down from her clit to the opening of her pussy, slurped at the wetness, savoring the taste of her.
Finally, her thrashing eased, and she relaxed back onto the bed. I climbed up next to her, kissed her.
"Wow, nobody ever ate me that good before! And nobody ever put a finger in my butt, either!"
"One of these days maybe I'll put something else in there." I was grinning, Jennifer looked a little shocked. "But right now you owe me a blowjob. And I need it real bad!"
"Well get it up here, then, dummy."
I moved up and straddled her shoulders, rubbing the head of my cock against her lips. Her tongue slithered out, flicked around the head of my cock, then slid down, gliding over the underside of my dick, all the way down to lick my balls. Back up, all along the shaft, licking the very tip, her tongue teasing my piss-hole.
"Fuck, baby, suck it!" She did, taking the head and a a couple of inches of the shaft into her mouth. Her tongue was working around my cock as she bobbed her head up and down on it. It wasn't the ideal position for sucking, but I didn't care - as horny as I'd gotten licking her pussy I wasn't going to last long anyway. I cradled my hands around her head to steady and support it and began thrusting with my hips, driving my cock deeper into her mouth. Jennifer was looking up at me, her eyes telling me that she loved being face-fucked as much as she loved everything else about sex. She was still using her tongue, and the top of my cock was sliding along the roof of her mouth, deeper with each stroke. I was grunting as I shoved my cock into her mouth. Then I felt my balls start to twitch, knew I was ready to cum. I thrust as hard as I could with my hips, and my cock pushed all the way to the back of Jennifer's throat. She gagged a little, and I felt her throat spasm around the head of my cock as my cum exploded out into her mouth. Jennifer gagged and choked as she gulped spurt after spurt of my semen. She managed to swallow most of it, but some leaked out around her lips and trickled down her chin, with a little dripping down onto her chest and tits. I pulled my shrinking cock out of Jennifer's mouth, and she gasped and sucked in several deep breaths in quick succession.
"Wow! I never swallowed it like that before, it was pretty neat!" I chuckled a little and smiled.
"Glad you liked it. But now you better get our of here before any of your family get home." I helped her clean up and get dressed, and hustled her out, hoping it wasn't already too late.
The next morning, Saturday, I was relaxing with my coffee when there was a knock on the door. I checked out the peep-hole, expecting to see Jennifer looking for some more loving. I was surprised to see Shasta instead, wearing a tight tank top and low-riding jeans. I let her in and gave her a puzzled look.
"So, what are you up to?"
"Dude, I want you to take me out to the mall so I can do some shopping. Everybody else is gone, and I can't stand sitting around all day."
"What am I, your father?" I was a little bemused by the whole thing.
"No, silly, you're my boyfriend." She said it with a big grin, but in a tone of voice that sounded like she wasn't really kidding, which scared me a little. All right, more than a little.
"Uh, you probably don't want that. I'll just get you pregnant and sleep with your mother." I was trying to keep the mood light, but my heart wasn't really in it.
"Oh, you're not like that." Yeah, you're right. I'm not fucking your mother, it's your sister. Shasta was almost glowing. This was going to be a big problem. I should have just told her right there that we weren't going anywhere, that the kiss in the whirlpool had been a huge mistake and would be the last thing we'd ever do, that she needed to forget about me and find some guy her own age to have a crush on. Hell, I should have just picked up, carried her outside, and locked the door behind her. Yeah, right.
"If we go out to the mall, you have to act like you're my daughter. You do know what would happen if anybody got the idea that you were anything else."
"I'm not stupid, silly. I know what to do, don't worry." Sorry, honey, I'm going to worry. Plenty.
The visit to the mall turned out to be not as bad as I expected. Which doesn't mean that it was barrels of fun. At the age of forty I don't have anything like the energy level of a teenage girl. Hell, let's face it, I never had that energy even when I was Shasta's age. But she had pity on me, and didn't try to run through the mall too fast, sticking to a pace that would let me keep up. And she didn't do anything too overtly affectionate, although she did grab my hand a couple of times to drag me off in the right direction.
I did have one "oh shit" moment when we ran into a couple of other girls that Shasta knew, but she handled it fine. She told them that I was her mother's new boyfriend and was doing her mother a favor by taking her shopping.
Over all, I actually had a good time futzing around at the mall with Shasta. I knew from talking to her before that she was smart, like I've said before quite a bit smarter than her sister. She was also mature for her age, and did a lot of reading of the type you wouldn't expect from a fourteen year old, which meant she could hold an intelligent conversation about something besides the latest Disney movie.
That made her a very dangerous proposition for me. The only thing between Jennifer and me was sex. We were both horny and needed somebody to give us some satisfaction. I couldn't imagine having a conversation with Jennifer that lasted more than a few seconds, or went any deeper than "When are we going to fuck again?" Shasta, on the other hand, could carry on an adult conversation, and I felt comfortable around her. And it was obvious that she wasn't kidding about thinking of me as her boyfriend, even if she didn't show it at the mall. I could see it in her eyes every time she looked at me. I needed to disabuse her of that notion quickly, before I got into something I couldn't work my way out of.
When we got back to the apartment complex from the mall, Shasta went to her apartment to put away the things she'd bought, and to see if anybody was home. No one was, so she came up to my apartment, because I'd told her that we needed to talk. She wasn't in the mood for any more talk, though. As soon as I had the door closed behind her, she was in my arms with her tongue struggling to get into my mouth. I pushed her away and she gave me a look like she'd been whipped.
"Sam, I've been waiting all day for this. Come on!" It was a little girl's slightly whiny tone, which didn't impress me much, but the look on her face broke me down. And let's face it, I wanted to kiss her, too. I pulled her back and let her mouth find mine.
I reached between us and cupped my hand around her left breast through her top, was rewarded by a moan and a jerk of her body against me. My tongue swept through her mouth, then pulled back, drawing her tongue with it. I milked her tit through her tank top, pinched the nipple as I sucked on her tongue. She purred into my mouth. I moved my hand down from her tit to her belly, the bare part around her navel between the bottom of her tank top and the waistband of her jeans. I rubbed her bare skin, felt her push her belly out against my fingers. I decided to see if she'd let me do more now than last time. I moved my hand slightly lower on her belly, felt her fingers close over my wrist again to stop me. This time I wasn't giving up so easily, and I tried to move my hand down towards her crotch again. She still pulled back on my hand, but this time she moved her head back away from mine.
"Just your fingers, okay, Sam?"
"Okay." I agreed, but I wasn't sure if I'd be able to stop with just getting a feel.
Shasta's mouth moved back to mine, her fingers let go of my wrist. I moved my hand down, slid my fingers under the waistband of her jeans. She twitched a little. I had no doubt that she was a virgin, and I was pretty sure by now that I was the first man who'd ever touched her at all. My fingers crept lower, through a light covering of hair, slid between her legs.
Shasta pulled away from the kiss, buried her face in my shoulder. I rubbed my fingers over her slit lightly a few times, and she started to breath heavily, quickly. Then I curled up a finger, let the tip slip between her lips into her pussy. She gasped, forced her face harder against my shoulder, clawed at my arms with her fingers.
"You okay? Want me to keep going?"
"Yessss!" It was a hoarse whisper. I slid my finger deeper into her, felt her body stiffen. I pulled back a little, then pushed my finger back in. This time Shasta's hips moved out against my finger, letting me slide deeper into her than I'd planned. She sucked in a big breath, lifted her head up off my shoulder and looked up at me.
"That feels good!" I pulled my finger back, thrust in again, started finger-fucking her with some rhythm. Shasta was moving her hips in time with the thrusts of my finger now. Her eyes were half closed, and she was taking big, gasping breaths through her open mouth. I needed to get something out of this, too, so I took Shasta's hand in mine and guided it to the front of my jeans. Her eyes went wide at first, but then she started undoing my belt. That was a bonus, I'd just been hoping for her to rub my dick through my pants. I slowed down with my finger so she could concentrate on getting my pants open, and a few seconds later she was staring open-mouthed at my dick. I smiled at her.
"Never seen one before?"
"Not for real. I mean pictures and stuff, but never in person." She tentatively wrapped her fingers around it and started stroking slowly. "Like this?"
"Yeah, baby, that's good. Just like that is fine." It was, she was doing great. Of course, these days you've got to figure that anybody over the age of twelve has seen enough porn on the Internet to at least know what it's supposed to look like, so things like that aren't the kind of mystery they were when I was a kid. I started finger-fucking Shasta hard again, and when I did she started pulling harder on my dick. I tilted her head up to mine and gave her a long, deep kiss, tasting her mouth the way I wanted to taste her pussy. By now there was no more pretense. I wanted her, and eventually I was going to have her.
Up to now I'd just been running my finger in and out of her pussy, but as her breathing got heavier and she began moaning more, I felt for her clit with another finger. When I found it, her whole body went rigid.
"Uh, god yes, right there!" I started rubbing her clit hard, still fingering her pussy at the same time. "Uhn uhn uhn, oh my fucking god I - aaaaahhhh!" Shasta's face buried itself in my shoulder again, her legs clamped together around my hand, her whole body was shaking. She bit down on my shirt, got part of my skin in the process. It felt like she was trying to pull my cock off. She let out a final shudder, then relaxed so suddenly I had to hold her up.
"Wow! What was that?" She had a look on her face that said she wanted more of whatever it was. I chuckled a little.
"That was an orgasm, dummy. I made you cum."
"Ah, that's what Jennifer's always talking about." Yeah, sex is probably the only thing your sister can talk intelligently about.
I pulled my finger out of Shasta's pussy, brought it up to my mouth, and gave it a big lick. It tasted every bit as good as I thought it would.
"Can I taste it, too?" For a girl who wouldn't let me fuck her yet, and who barely let me finger her, she was being pretty adventurous. I didn't say anything, just pressed the finger against her lips. She opened up and sucked it in, causing my cock to give a jump. Shasta was still holding it, but not in a death grip anymore, and as she sucked on my finger I realized that it was still rock hard. Almost painfully hard.
"Hey, little girl, I need to do something about that." I nodded toward my rod. Shasta gave my dick a tug, let go of my finger.
"If you stop calling me 'little girl' I'll let you put it in my mouth." She was smiling slyly. "Guys are supposed to like that."
"Uh, yeah, we like it, all right. You sure?" Things were moving a little faster than I'd anticipated.
"Yeah. I won't let you fuck me yet, so you should get something." With that she fell to her knees in front of me and took the head of my cock into her mouth. I grunted and jerked when I felt her lips close around me and her tongue glide along the underside of my dick. I shoved forward a little with my hips, and she bobbed her head towards me to meet my movement, and a couple of inches of my rod slid into her mouth. She moved back, then forward again, taking in about the same length. She was doing great, and I assumed again that she'd seen enough porn to know what to do. Isn't modern technology wonderful?
I wanted to just cut loose and ram my cock into her mouth, but she was only fourteen and probably couldn't take all of it yet. And I didn't want to hurt her. I really did like her, she wasn't just a sex toy like her sister. So I held back, let her decide how much she would take in. She finally got about three inches in her mouth, which felt absolutely great to me, and about the time she did I felt my balls starting to twitch. I reached down and cradled her head in my hands so she couldn't pull back.
"Going to cum in your mouth, baby!" She got maybe one second of warning before my cum boiled up out of my balls, through my cock, and into her mouth. She looked startled when the first spurt burst into her mouth, but she never tried to pull back, she just gulped for all she was worth. I was grunting and groaning like a wild man as I dumped shot after shot of semen into the little girl's mouth. Finally my balls stopped pulsing and my rapidly-shrinking cock slid out of Shasta's mouth.
Shasta had an expression on her face like she'd just smelled something that had been rotting for a long time. I couldn't help myself, I laughed. She looked stricken.
"I know I'm not very good, but it was my first time! Don't laugh at me!" Now she looked like she was ready to cry.
"Hey, I'm just laughing at the expression on your face. You look like you didn't like it much. You did great, baby."
"Really?" She didn't believe me.
"Yeah, really." I reached down, helped her to her feet. We held each other and kissed for a long time.
Eventually I said, "You've gotta go, kid. You can't be here when your mother and sister get home."
She pouted a little, but she knew I was right, and headed out the door after a last kiss. Then I pouted a little, because I didn't really want her to go.
That was about the last I saw of either of the sisters for a couple of weeks. I got a big project at work that kept me busy pretty much day and night for the next week or so. When I wasn't actually working I was too burned out to do anything except eat and sleep. I ran into Jennifer and Shasta a couple of times coming and going, but didn't have time to do anything more than say "Hi." Neither one of them looked very happy about it.
I finally got the work project finished up and was looking forward to a little relaxation, and maybe a little physical activity with the two girls. But it was their mother who showed up at my door that Saturday morning. I tend to be naturally paranoid, and when I saw Laurie standing there my first thought was that she'd found out about what I'd been doing with one of the girls - or maybe about both. It wasn't that, thank god, but it wasn't what I'd call welcome news, either.
"Hey, Sam, the girls and I are going on vacation for a week, we're leaving this afternoon. I was wondering if you could keep an eye on the apartment, take in the mail and the paper, that kind of thing."
"Sure, that wouldn't be any problem. Where are you headed?" Damn, another week without being able to do anything with either one of the girls. I might actually have to find somebody my own age.
"Going to Santa Cruz, going to spend the week being lazy on the beach." Great, the girls would have lots of hot young guys in Speedos to stare at and probably wouldn't want to have anything to do with a middle-aged geek like me when they got back. I wondered what Laurie would be doing - I thought about asking whether Jimmy was going along, but figured that might not be a good idea.
"Sounds like fun." A lot more fun than I was likely to be having while they were gone. Laurie gave me a key for the apartment and the mailbox, and that was pretty much it. They didn't have any pets to worry about, so it was pretty much just take in the mail and the papers and make sure the place didn't burn down. When Laurie left I fired up the computer. I had a feeling I was going to become well-acquainted with my old lover Right Hand during the next week.
The week turned out to be just about as boring as I figured it would. Which was not all bad, considering the pressure I'd been working under the week before. The rest was probably good for me. Still, I spent a lot of time daydreaming about the two sisters. All my thoughts about Jennifer were about sex, naturally, along with my warped sense of humor popping up occasionally when I thought about what a pregnant teenager would wear to the beach. I wondered if Jennifer would be enjoying the trip as much as her mother and sister.
What kept running through my head about Shasta was considerably different. Not that I didn't have sexual thoughts about her. I'd been wondering what it would be like to pop her cherry since the first time she'd kissed me in the whirlpool. But I also spent plenty of time thinking about taking a long walk with her, or cuddling together on the couch watching a movie, or going out to dinner. I realized that I was falling in love with a fourteen-year-old girl. That wasn't going to work. But I couldn't think of a way out. And if I didn't come up with something soon, I was likely to be in deeper than I could handle.
I was out laying by the pool in the early evening when the neighbors got back at the end of the week. Jimmy apparently had gone with them, he was there when they lugged their stuff back to the apartment. I walked over, asked them quickly how the trip had been.
"Great, we all had a really great time!" Laurie certainly seemed pumped by the trip. Jimmy looked pretty happy, too, which may have answered one of my questions, although I wondered how he and Laurie had managed any time alone with both girls along. Even Shasta looked like she'd enjoyed herself, although she gave me a sly smile to let me know she'd missed me. Jennifer on the other hand looked as miserable as I've seen any human being in a long time. She was chewing nervously on her lower lip, she didn't seem to have any color, and her whole body seemed to sag, and not just from being pregnant. I wondered if she'd finally figured out what her boyfriend and her mother were doing behind her back.
"Hey, I'll go get your keys."
"Cool, we're going to have pizza. You want to join us? We can tell you all about the trip." I was a little surprised by that, Laurie had never been that social with me before, and more than a little scared about the dreaded "vacation stories," but I was hungry and by then was ready for human companionship.
"Sure, I'll be down with the keys in a minute."
Dinner wasn't a total disaster, which was about as much as I could hope for. For one thing I hadn't had pizza in a long time, and it was really good. Laurie went on and on about how much fun the trip had been, and the kids could hardly get in a word. Jimmy, who wasn't much of a talker anyway, just kept nodding his head about everything Laurie said, although he did look puzzled a couple of times about why she was so bubbly when she was telling me all of this. Shasta managed to chime in a couple of times, and had clearly had fun running around on the beach, and getting attention from lots of guys. She shot a glance my way at least once that looked like she was trying to see if I was jealous. I was, but I don't think I showed it. Jennifer hadn't said a word, still with that hang-dog look, until her mother finally spoke to her directly.
"Jennifer, how did you like our vacation?"
"Eh, it was okay." Her look said that it had been a long ways from okay.
"She's being moody," Laurie said. "It's probably the hormones from being pregnant. God knows I can tell you stories about that." She laughed, but Jennifer rolled her eyes the way only a teenage girl can, and gave me a look that said, "Please, god, get me out of here now!" Unfortunately there wasn't anything I could do about that.
I managed to make it through the rest of dinner without losing my mind, and headed back up to my apartment. I watched a couple of old movies on TV, then glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost 1:00 in the morning. Time to get some sleep. I was just heading for the bedroom, nothing on but my boxers, when there was a soft knock on the door.
That the fuck? At this time of night? Not the cops, they're never shy about pounding hard on the door. I walked over and looked out the peephole. Jennifer. Shit. I opened the door, dragged her inside as fast as I could and locked the door behind her. She must have been in bed, all she had on was a baggy T-shirt and panties.
"What are you doing? Everybody's home. You want to get caught?"
She giggled. "They're all asleep God, I thought they were never going to go to bed. That was the worst vacation ever and the only thing that will help me is to get fucked." She was almost pleading with me. I wanted to tell her to get back home before anybody noticed she was gone, but when she pressed up against me and I felt her swollen belly against my cock, my self-control disappeared. I wrapped my arms around her, kissing her, and practically carried her into the bedroom.
I jerked her T-shirt off over her head so hard I thought I heard her neck pop, starting playing with her tits. I reached between her legs, grabbed the crotch of her panties, and tried to rip them off, they way they do in the porn movies and stories. I don't recommend it. The material they're made out of is a lot tougher than it looks like, and I just about lost a couple of fingers. Jennifer laughed at me, then reached down and shucked them off herself before she pulled my dick out of my boxers. Fortunately the trauma and embarrassment hadn't done anything to slow down my cock.
Jennifer was stroking my cock while I finger-fucked her, making sure to rub against her clit as I slid in and out of her pussy. We were looking into each other's eyes, and Jennifer's were half-closed as she got into her first action in a while. She was one horny little girl, and going without had probably been harder on her than it had been on me. Jennifer chewed on her lower lip for a couple of seconds, then opened her eyes wide and looked up at me.
"Do you want to put it in my ass?"
"Do you want me to?" I was a little surprised. I knew she'd liked it when I fingered her there, but I figured I'd have to be the one to bring up full anal.
"Yeah. Fuck me in the ass."
I spun her around so she was facing the wall, pushed her up against it. She braced herself with her hands. I knew I should go slow, especially since she'd never done anal before, but I wasn't in the mood. I didn't really think she was, either. I spread her ass cheeks apart with the fingers of my left hand, held my cock in my right while I rubbed the head up and down the slit of her pussy and all the way up until it rubbed against the ring of her anus. I wedged the tip of my cock between her ass cheeks, spread them farther apart with my fingers, then slammed forward with my hips as hard as I could. About half the length of my shaft disappeared up Jennifer's ass.
"Ah, shit it hurts!"
"You want me to stop?"
"No, do it!"
I pulled back slightly, thrust forward again, watched my whole cock slide into her ass, felt her anus pulsing around me.
"Oohh, yeah fuck my ass!" I put my hands on Jennifer's waist, used her for leverage as I started pumping her ass. She leaned forward, moaning, rested her forehead against the wall as I slammed into her. I was in heaven. Her ass was tight and hot, and gripping my cock like nothing I could remember. I leaned over her, wrapped an arm around her hip, and reached for her pussy. She jerked and groaned when my fingers brushed over her clit.
"Yeah, finger me! God, it's so good!" I curled my fingers up into her pussy, finger-fucking her, rubbing her clit. I could feel my cock reaming her through the divider between her ass and pussy. As I fucked her, Jennifer leaned more and more against the wall - now her tits were pressed up against it and her distended belly was brushing it. Her breath was coming in short gasps, and I knew she was getting close to an orgasm. That's good, because I was pretty close myself. In fact, I was ready to dump my load in Jennifer's ass.
I slammed into her as hard as I could, burying my whole cock in her, at the same time pinching her clit. Her muscles spasmed, and I grunted as I felt the first shot of my cum pour into her ass. She mewled, then her body shook as her own orgasm hit.
"Uh, oh god, AAAAHHHH!" Jennifer vibrated against the wall, squealing, as my semen pulsed into her ass. The feeling of her ass clenching my cock as I shot into her was as good as anything I could remember. I thought I'd never stop cumming. I did, of course, and so did Jennifer. We spent a few seconds slumped against the wall catching our breath.
"Fuck, dude, that was so wild! What are we going to do now?"
"Nothing, 'cause you've got to get out of her before anybody figures out where you are." I was starting to get a little paranoid about being caught with one of the sisters.
"Ooohhh, you're no fun!" I forget sometimes how annoying a teenager's whine can be.
"Yes I am, but I won't be if I'm locked up in the joint. Now get out of here." I spun her around and gave her a big, sloppy kiss, feeling my cock twitch again as it rubbed against her pregnant belly. She whined a little more, but she pulled her T-shirt and panties back on and headed out, and I crashed.
I was having my coffee the next morning, still trying to wake up all the way, when there was a rapid knock on the door. I walked over and peeked out, saw Laurie, looking very agitated. Oh shit, did she find something out? Well, no use trying to hide, she'll catch up with me eventually, so I opened the door.
"Sam, I need a really big favor from you." She was wringing her hands, looked like she'd been crying.
"Sure, what's up?"
"My mother had a stroke last night. I have to go to LA to be with her, but I don't want to put the girls through that. They're pretty much old enough to take care of themselves, but I was wondering if you could check in on them and make sure everything's okay."
"Yeah, no problem. How serious was the stroke?"
"Pretty bad, they don't know if she's going to come out of it or not. I'm going to be leaving in just a few minutes, don't know how long I'll have to be there. Thanks for helping out."
"Sure." I couldn't think of much else to say at that point. I felt sorry for Laurie, and wasn't thinking about much of anything else. The "anything else" would rear its head soon enough.
It couldn't have been more than an hour later when the shit hit the fan. I heard yelling, screaming, from downstairs, then the crash of something being broken. Damn, Laurie left me to take care of her kids, and now they were murdering each other. I hustled down the stairs and pounded on their door. Jennifer opened the door, her face ashen. She was shaking - from fear, anger, shock? I couldn't tell.
"Hey, do you want somebody to call the police? Whatever's going on, you better tone it down!"
I looked around the living room, saw Shasta looking like she was trying to stifle a grin, and Jimmy, red-faced, staring down at his shoes. There were shards of glass on the floor in one corner. I looked at Shasta first.
"Okay, let's have it. What happened?"
"I told my idiot sister what her boyfriend's been doing with our mother since she's been pregnant. And then genius here threw a book at him, and hit a vase instead." She actually looked proud of herself.
I turned to Jimmy, put on my hard face. I don't use it very often, but when I do it's pretty effective. "I think you better leave. And I really don't think it's a good idea for you to come back. Ever." He didn't look like he wanted to argue as he headed for the door. I gave Shasta a disgusted look. I wasn't even going to ask her what had possessed her to tell Jennifer about Jimmy and Laurie. When I looked back at Jennifer, she was crying.
"You knew, didn't you? You knew he was doing my mother, and you took advantage of me."
"Wait a minute, girl, who took advantage of who? You seduced me, remember, complaining that your boyfriend thought it was gross to have sex with a pregnant girl." Yeah, I was rationalizing, trying to cover my guilt, because she was right - I had known, and hadn't said anything. I realized that we'd said all of that in front of Shasta. Realized it a little bit too late.
"What have you two been doing?" The smug look on Shasta's face was gone, replaced by a look of twisted pain.
"We've been fucking. He thinks I'm still hot even if I'm pregnant. What's it to you?" Now it was Jennifer who was looking like the cat who ate the canary, even though she had no idea what her words were doing to her sister. She seemed to have forgotten all about my not saying anything about Jimmy and her mother.
Shasta looked at me, her face dissolving in tears. "You bastard, how could you? I love you. I would have let you do me."
Something like understanding was spreading slowly across Jennifer's face.
"Oh my god, Shasta, what was he doing with you?"
"What do you care, bitch? You're just as bad as Jimmy, fucking this prick when you already had a boyfriend that got you pregnant." She spun around to face me again. "And you just get out of here." There didn't even seem to be any anger left. It was like she was just drained of emotion. I headed for the door, didn't even look back.
Once I was back in my own apartment I started to get nervous. Really nervous. I'd been fucking a sixteen-year-old and making out with a fourteen-year-old. Well, a little more than making out, that one time she'd sucked my cock and I'd fingered her. Any of it was enough to get me put away for a long time. And now that both of them were seriously pissed off at me, with good reason I had to admit, who knew what they might decide to do, or say.
I poured myself a shot of whiskey, something I don't do very often. About half-way through it, I jumped when there was a knock on the door. Shit, now what? A check through the peep-hole showed Jennifer and Shasta, looking very twitchy and more than a little pissed. I thought about just not opening the door, but they knew I was there. I was going to have to face things eventually.
"Okay, hit me, kick me, call me names. I'm an ass and I deserve whatever I get."
"Yeah, dude, you are." I was a little surprised that it was Jennifer doing the talking. Shasta was definitely the smarter of the two and had always seemed to me to have the stronger personality, even though she was younger. "We've been talking it over, and you need to pay for what you did to both of us." Uh-oh, this could get very unpleasant before it was over.
"So you, like, belong to us now." Shasta this time. She had a look on her face that I couldn't quite figure out. It was like a mixture of anger, amusement, and something else that I couldn't quite place. The emotions didn't seem to fit together very well. "And the first thing you have to do to pay us back is fuck me like you fuck my slut of a sister."
It took my probably a full thirty seconds to pick my jaw up off the floor. It was a while after that before I was actually able to make it work again and speak, and still longer before I could actually form a coherent sentence.
"Wha... I, uh... You don't... Huh? You're not going to - uh - never speak to me again? Or, like, turn me over to the cops?"
"No." It was Jennifer again. "We talked about all of that, but after I told my poor virgin sister what a great lay you are, we decided it would be a shame to waste that." She looked like she was going to wink at me, but thought better of it with her sister there.
"Yeah, except," Shasta picked up where her sister left off, "we get to decide who you fuck and when. And how. And now it's my turn." She had a big grin on her face, and I realized what the extra emotion was that I couldn't place before. Lust. Little Shasta was horny as hell. She flounced over, took my hand, and led me toward the bedroom. Jennifer sagged onto the couch to rest her pregnant body, reached for the remote. I wondered how much she'd be able to hear.
Once we were in the bedroom, Shasta threw her arms around my neck, pulled herself close, and pressed her lips against mine. Our tongues danced obscenely while I ran my hands up and down her body - over her tits, down her sides and along her hips, between her legs pressing against the crotch seam of her jeans, around behind her to cup her ass and squeeze it. She pulled her mouth away from mine, looked me in the eyes, licking her lips, moaning.
"God, I want you to fuck me so bad." As if my dick wasn't hard enough already.
"Oh, I will. Got a few other things to do on the way, though." I slipped her T-shirt up over her head, let it fall to floor, then unfastened her bra. I'd never seen her naked tits before, just in the bikini. They were small, upturned cones, with hard little nipples. I lowered my head to her chest, ran my tongue around the base of her left breast, up from the bottom to the nipple, licked it, sucked it into my mouth. Shasta moaned, put her hands on the back of my head to hold me against her.
"Mmmm, yeah, I love that." I moved my mouth from one breast to the other, repeated the process, except that this time I took her nipple between my teeth and bit lightly, just enough for a tingle, not real pain. She stiffened, her fingers clawed at my hair. I pulled away, got a disappointed look - until I reached down to the waistband of her jeans, started to unfasten and unzip them. Then she closed her eyes, chewed on her lower lip. I pulled down her jeans and panties together and she stepped out of them, stood in front of me naked. It was the first time I'd seen her that way, probably the first time any man had. I looked up and down her tiny, perfect body - small breasts, flat belly, narrow hips, long thin legs, soft downy hair covering her pussy - and began to strip off my clothes. It didn't take long, and I stepped over to Shasta, pushed her back so she fell on the bed, legs hanging over the edge. I knelt between her legs, press my face to her belly. And got a giggle for my trouble.
"Yeah, well how about this?" I licked down her belly, pressing her knees apart with my hands as I went, then let my tongue slide over the lips of her pussy. She almost jumped off the bed.
"Hey, I'm not done yet!" I used my fingers to spread her pussy lips, then pressed my fact against her crotch and slid my tongue inside her, licking up her juices, which were flowing freely by this time.
"Oh god! Uuuuhhhh." I tongue-fucked her for a few seconds, then pulled back and licked around the lips of her pussy and up to her clit. Her hips twitched when I hit her bud. I went back to tongue-fucking her, savoring the sweet taste of her young pussy, feeling her body move, begin to tense. I wanted to make sure that I made her cum before I fucked her, so that this would be a good experience for her. No telling whether she'd wind up enjoying her first fuck or not. When I was pretty sure Shasta was getting close to cumming, I switched from tongue-fucking to licking her clit. She responded immediately.
"Mmmm, yeah, that's so good. I'm gonna cum. Aaaahhhh." I took her clit between my lips, sucked on it, rolled my tongue around it. "Fuck, I... UUUHHH... UUUHHH... AAAAAHHHHH!" Shasta's body was bucking on the bed, she was clawing at the sheets with her fingers as she came. Finally she whimpered a little and relaxed, and I came up for air.
She looked up at me and practically begged, "Are you gonna fuck me now? Please?"
"Damn right, baby!" My cock was about as ready as it had ever been for anything. I moved closer to the bed, pressed the tip of my cock against Shasta's pussy lips. She was breathing deeply and looked like she couldn't wait. I wiggled the head of my cock between her lips, felt how hot and wet her pussy was.
"Mmm, yeah, give it to me!" I shoved my hips forward, forced my cock into Shasta's fourteen-year-old virgin pussy. I felt her hymen disintegrate, felt her tunnel open, then grip my cock. I watched her face as I violated her, saw her eyes clamp tightly shut, her teeth close over her lower lip to keep from crying out. Her face twisted with pain, her hands balled into fists, but she didn't scream. I didn't wait, started my thrusts into her right away, the feel of her tight little hole squeezing my cock was too much for me. At first she just seemed to be tolerating it, but after a couple of minutes her muscles started to relax and her breathing got heavier. Her eyes were still closed, but there were no tears leaking from the corners now. Her mouth was open, tongue running over her lips, breath coming in shallow gasps. Her fingers were bunched in the sheets again, rather than tying to claw through the palms of her hands.
I increased my pace, thrusting into her fast and deep, now, feeling my balls starting to tighten, pre-cum oozing from my cock. Her hips started to move out at me in rhythm with my thrusts, and her hands moved to her tits and began massaging them. I was on top of her now, instead of standing at the side of the bed. Shasta curled her legs around my waist, moaned.
"Ooohhhh yeah, you're gonna make me cum again. Shoot in me and make me pregnant! Oh GOD!" Hearing that would probably have been enough to cause a case of instant limpdickitis, but it was already too late. Shasta was moaning and writhing on the bed, and my balls were starting to pulse. We clutched at each other as the first shot of my semen spilled out into Shasta. I had a feeling that the shuddering my body was doing as I came inside this little girl had as much to do with thoughts of what might happen to me if she actually got pregnant as it did with my orgasm. We trembled together on the bed a little longer, then relaxed and I rolled off of her.
"Uh, Shasta, what's with the 'make me pregnant' bit?" My mind was spiraling into places where it didn't want to go, seeing visions that I wanted to have nothing to do with.
"Well, see, I know you like pregnant girls, 'cause you've been like fucking Jennifer." She was talking fast, her face glowing with the confidence of a teenager with the best idea that anybody ever thought of. "So we figured that if we both had babies you'd have to stick around and not leave us, 'cause Jennifer's isn't yours, but she'll need somebody to help out, Jimmy sure isn't going to help." Good Christ, what have I gotten myself into? "And then like, if we want to do something, Jennifer can babysit, and if you're doing something with her, I can babysit. See, it'll work out real good." I was surprised she'd could get through it all without passing out from lack of oxygen. She had such a beautiful smile on her face I felt bad that I almost hated to pop her balloon.
"Yeah, except that if anybody finds out what we've been doing I'll be in jail and won't be able to take care of anybody. You and Jennifer will both be on your own with kids to raise. How do you think that would work out?"
"We just won't let anybody know that you're the father, or that you've been fucking both of us. We can come up with some kind of story."
Teenage girls are supposed to be the ones who are experts at rolling their eyes to express exasperation with someone who's being a pain in the ass, but I think I put them all to shame with the face that I gave Shasta. "And what's your mother going to say about all of this?"
She giggled. "That's the really cool part. She'll love it. She won't have to worry about taking care of us anymore, and she can spend her time finding young guys like Jimmy. Besides, you have to do what we say, remember. And we're the ones that can get you in trouble if you don't."
Shit, she was right. I couldn't see it working, not for very long, anyway, but as they say, may as well be hung for a sheep as a lamb. I was dead meat if anybody found out now, whether I did anything more or not. Might as well enjoy whatever time I had left. About then there was a knock on the bedroom door.
"Hey, are you guys done in there?"
Shasta answered her sister, "Yeah, you can come in now."
The door swung open and Jennifer waltzed in, stark naked, her pregnant belly preceding her, a wicked grin on her face. "You don't make as much noise as I do, sis, but I still heard enough to get me good and hot. So what's next."