Chapter 2
"More milk, honey."
"No thanks, Aunt Emily. This is fine." Kathy stirred the few remaining cornflakes in her breakfast bowl with her spoon, shuffling her sandaled feet under the table. It was the following morning. Brilliant sunlight streamed in from outside while birds hopped from branch to branch of the bushes outside. It was under one of those bushes where Kathy had spied on her aunt, had watched her perverted sex act with the neighbor next door. Through the window she could hear the sound of a car engine revving every now and then. Jack was working on his Dodge again. "Something troubling you."
"Uh, no Aunt Emily. I was just thinking about my mother and how she was getting along," Kathy said, hating herself for lying.
She almost told her the truth, told her she had seen what had happened last night. She wanted to say she'd seen Jack Phillips fucking her, watched him while his big cock split her in two. All those crude expressions she remembered hearing in the high school Johns came back to her as she sat there at the breakfast table of her aunt's big house in Glendale, watching the attractive woman sipping her coffee.
"Well, don't you worry. You can visit your mother at the hospital any time you want. She'll be out in no time and you'll be able to go home with your friends. I certainly don't hope things will be too dull for you here," Aunt Emily said with a friendly smile. She put her saucer under her cup and finished her coffee.
Dull? Kathy doubted it. If last night was any indication of things to follow she felt this would be the most exciting time of her life. Of course she hadn't thought so when her mother had announced that she was going to the hospital for a series of tests. Having recently been widowed, the concerned, religious woman didn't want Kathy staying at home alone, especially this being the middle of summer vacation. Her sister, Emily, had offered to take in the girl for the week. How dull and stupid the whole thing will be, Kathy had thought. But now other ideas were creeping into her mind. Glancing up she noticed her aunt was wearing a blouse with long sleeves to cover up those tell-tale rope burn marks she undoubtedly had.
"I'll do that...maybe later."
There was a moment of silence, with Emily studying the girl openly.
"Was it a good movie last night?"
"The movie? Oh, oh yes, very good," she said hastily, pushing her breakfast bowl away.
"I hope you like Janice. She's such a nice, quiet girl from a good family around here," Aunt Emily said, rising and gathering up the breakfast dishes.
Kathy helped, hardly able to keep a smirk from her face as she rinsed the glasses under the running tap. Janice Dennis had fooled everyone, including her parents, about her being such a nice girl. She was certainly far from quiet, although she had assured Kathy on their first meeting she was still a virgin-reluctantly. That's just the way Janice was-open, frank, easy to be friendly with.
Kathy liked her the moment she met her several days ago and they began sharing secrets almost immediately. Last night was something Janice would ogle over, especially as it had been her idea for Kathy to slip back to the house and see if anything was going on between the neighbor and her aunt.
"I've seen the way your Aunt Em looks at Jack Phillips when he's got his shirt off. Bet they're doing...stuff while we're here," Janice had whispered, popping the chewy show candy into her small mouth. Kathy had left, nervously giggling and promising an accurate, full report the next day. Wouldn't her new friend be surprised with the details?
"He's kinda good-looking, isn't he?" Kathy commented peering out the window curiously.
Jack Phillips was out there again, shirtless, bending over the opened hood of his I967 Dodge puttering around. The steady groaning sound of a sick engine filled the air.
"Yes...but not your sort, or mine for that matter," Emily said coolly, nearly dropping a water glass.
Kathy glanced up at her aunt and noticed a twitch cross her thin lips. It was still so hard to believe what had happened last night. After she had cum Kathy had scrambled to her feet, carefully picking her way out of the bushes and edging her way back to the street. She couldn't go back to the movies like that and tell Janice what she had seen-not like the way she was, red, flushed, panting with arousal.
She had had to have some time to work things out, to think. Walking to a small burger stand Kathy sat and sipped a coke for nearly an hour, waiting until the time passed when she would normally be returning home from a movie. When she opened the front door she held her breath, half expecting Jack to be standing there with his cock erect, waiting for her. That would be nice, wouldn't it? Fuck the aunt, then fuck the niece while the older woman was still roped and hog-tied in the bedroom.
But there was no one waiting for her in the living room. Aunt Emily called through the bedroom door sleepily and said good-night. Jack must have left on time. Tossing and turning for hours Kathy finally dozed off to sleep, thinking about Jack Phillips and how he had looked towering over her aunt with that awful black leather belt dangling from his hand.
"Well, I think it would be nice to invite him over or something, wouldn't it?"
It was a deliciously wicked thing for her to say as she put the dishes in the drying rack and toweled off her hands. She heard her Aunt Emily suck in a nervous breath, then calm herself as she dabbed her hands dry with another dish towel.
"As I said, dear, some people are just not our kind," she said airily, walking briskly from the room.
Kathy smiled to herself, turning and standing on tip-toe and staring at the handsome mechanic fiddling around with his car. She would see Janice later this morning. But first she was going to have some fun. As she had teased her aunt with veiled comments, so she would tease Jack. And there was something else behind this too, something the girl couldn't quite understand yet. But she was going to enjoy herself with this flirting episode.
Rushing upstairs to her bedroom, she closed the door, listening to her aunt getting ready then leave the house, calling out that she would be home before noon. Slipping out of her long, modest cotton nightgown, Kathy padded over to her bureau and pulled out a daring white bikini from the top drawer. She was trembling with a strange kind of excitement as she tied the tiny strings over each hip, snugging the satiny crotch band against her cunt. She felt tingly and excited. It must have been the thought that she was going to be parading herself half naked in front of this man, this big stud who had been doing all those wicked things to her aunt the night before. It was dangerous, she knew, but Kathy couldn't stop herself.
"Oh yes...."
Kathy had tied the tiny top against her big, well developed tits, the patches barely hiding her full, round nipples.
"I am pretty," she whispered, standing sideways and staring at herself in the full-length mirror attached to the closet door.
She felt her nipples pushing out against the smooth covering. Maybe she was taking on too much this time. Maybe she should just forget about this little flirting expedition and go right over to Janice's. They had lots to talk about. But then she thought about Jack, about the way he had looked when he was fucking her aunt, and Kathy shivered. No, she would just go over there and sashay around him, make him notice her. She wanted to see what would happen, what she would feel, how he would act.
Kathy turned again, sucking in her flat stomach until it made a flat cave under her ribs. She realized how really small she was. Reaching for a brush she passed it through her long straight blonde hair, shaking some of it back and shivering as she felt the strands brushing over her flesh. Yes, she was attractive, really attractive. Moving to the dresser, Kathy smeared on a small dab of pink lipstick and pursed. Her lashes were so long she'd never use makeup on them. Today was no exception.
"If only Aunt Em could see me now," she giggled, trying to break up the tension in her gut.
Closing the door carefully behind her, Kathy padded barefoot down the corridor, reaching the kitchen and hesitating for only a moment at the back door. Sucking in a deep breath Kathy turned the knob and found herself out in the warm, brilliant August sunshine. Jack was bending over the right fender of his car, cursing softly at the sputtering engine as Kathy crept up behind him. As he pulled out from the hood and turned around she smiled.
"Hi! I'm Kathy Ellis, Aunt Emily's niece. I thought I'd come over and introduce myself since I'll be staying here for a while."
She could see the sheen on his chest and let out a little gasp. "You're Jack Phillips, right? Auntie Em mentioned something about you."
They talked idly for a few moments. Kathy was glad to see that Jack had obviously noticed her body. What would Aunt Emily think now? She had always considered Kathy such a little girl, not really grown up. What would she think now if she could see that little girl all dressed up in her bikini flirting openly with this stud, this handsome young man who had fucked Emily's body so wickedly the night before?
"I...I don't think I've seen you until today, although Emily...your Aunt Emily, mentioned your coming for a while," Jack said almost formally.
His eyes were far from formal but Kathy pretended not to notice. But she saw he could hardly keep his eyes off her belly. Enticing men was so new to her. She thought it could almost be as much fun as having sex, although remembering her aunt's wild cries from the night before made her think twice about that. Surely she couldn't have sex with someone like Jack. He enjoyed tying women up, hurting them before fucking them. Obviously Aunt Emily was a perfect match for him.
"I've got to get some books here in the garage," Jack said, flashing another look at her then moving away from the car.
Kathy trailed along, her hands clasped behind her back. Jack was peering over some automotive manuals in the back. Just opposite was an old stuffed chair, the green material badly faded and dusty. Flinging herself on the cushion, Kathy let her legs go apart just enough so that the tiny bikini was tight against her cunt. She could tell Jack was interested. She was sure he could see the soft curve of her virgin, hot cuntal mound. Oh, she was playing with fire! Janice would even disapprove-maybe. But Kathy couldn't help it! Again she thought of Jack and how he looked fucking her aunt and her legs went that much further apart. Was she looking for a fuck as badly as her new friend?
"It's really hot outside," she sighed. Oh, how moist and glowing her cunt felt.
Jack's eyes were on her. He put down the book and opened his mouth, about to say something when the phone rang. The sudden jangling unsteadied her nerves. Realizing what had nearly happened she closed her legs, standing up in the garage and saying something about having to go.
Jack was staring at her as she rushed from the garage, thinking she would die from embarrassment. She had nearly thrown herself at the man as he stood there holding that stupid book. She had to be more careful. Kathy had never thought of herself as a bad girl...certainly not in the sense of being a...a slut or something like that. But the idea of having someone like Jack around her made her so excited.
"God!"
Rushing back into the house Kathy braced herself against the sink, trying to catch her breath. That super skimpy bikini had worked her up. She was excited. There was no mistaking the tenderness of her nipples, the tingly way they glowed when the patches of her bikini tops rubbed against them. And she was so breathless, even a little tired. She would go to Janice's home now. She would calm down on the way there, the flush on her cheek would fade. And oh, oh, what Janice would say when she told her the full story!
Flashing another look outside and seeing Jack go back to his car, Kathy padded to the living room, slipped on her sandals and grabbed her small gold clutch purse.
"Janice is going to freak," she whispered to herself, slipping out the front and nearly running the two blocks to her girlfriend's.
She found the sleek brunette sunning in her back yard. Thank God her mother wasn't around. Janice had barely a chance to greet her friend when Kathy sat down on the lounge chair opposite, spilling out the story about last night and ending it with her flirtation with Jack this morning.
"Kathy Ellis!" Janice gasped, taking her dark sunglasses off and staring at her friend in wide-eyed amazement and amusement. "You're really something else! And your aunt-likes...-likes that kind of sex?"
"Yeah. It's weird!"
"That scares me!" Janice said, sitting up and sliding her arms around her knees. She shook her long brown hair from around her shoulders. "I don't think I'd let some guy tie me up."
"Me neither," Kathy breathed, unsure of that last statement.
"But Jack Phillips...would you want to...to fuck him?"
"I...don't know," Kathy hesitated, wondering if Jack were capable of simply going to bed with a woman and making love to her.
"God, he's so good-looking," Janice said, reaching over for the bottle of sun tan lotion. She spread the oil over her shoulders and the backs of her arms, offering some to her friend.
"Thanks," Kathy said, pouring some of the cool liquid over her already deeply tanned flesh.
"Why don't you try?" Janice blurted after several moments of silence. "What?"
Kathy had perked up, having lain against the warm yellow plastic of the lounge chair for a moment.
"I mean, why don't you try it? You know, go over to his place tonight or some night and let him...go all the way," Janice said, looking at her through slitted eyes for a reaction.
"If you're so all-fired anxious to find out about fucking, why don't you go over there?" Kathy sniffed, smoothing the oil over her thighs now.
"Well, I would," Janice said, pursing her lips together. "But I don't live exactly next-door. And he doesn't even know I'm around. But you sure made sure he knew you existed in the world!"
Kathy grinned, remembering that hot look
Jack had flashed her back there in the garage. Would he have touched her, gone farther if that phone hadn't rung? Would he have tied her up like she had seen her aunt bound?
"Kathy?"
"Hm?"
"You know Warren Evans, that tall guy with the black short hair from across the street?" Janice suddenly asked.
Kathy thought for a moment, then nodded her head.
"Well, he came over last night when my mom was gone and...well, we were in the back," Janice said confidentially, "and he started fingering me until I thought I was going to scream. Then he started kissing me down here!" The brunette whispered, drawing her fingers over her navel. "And he kept going until I thought he was going to kiss my...cunt!" She gasped.
"Did he?"
"Nope. I kinda pushed him down and moaned and wiggled around like I was going to die. Damn it, Kathy, I was going to die!" Janice cried, sucking in a gaspy breath. "But I don't think Warren liked doing that kind of thing...I dunno."
She paused, then continued wildly.
"Oh, I was so hot last night! I thought I'd be able to cum a lot...even let him go all the way. God, I want to be fucked!" Janice whispered, looking around sharply to make sure her mother wasn't eavesdropping.
"Me too!" Kathy quickly agreed.
"And now you've got the opportunity...Jack Phillips, practically right under your bedroom door!"
"But my aunt...."
"She won't know. He's not gonna say anything about fucking you. Just watch out for the belts and clamps," Janice said, both girls giggling nervously as they recounted the story of Aunt Emily's bondage scene with Jack.
"I'd better be getting on home."
Kathy picked up her towel and sunglasses, sliding them on and standing up.
"You gonna do it?" Janice asked, her eyes wide with excitement.
"Maybe. Tell you tomorrow...if I want," Kathy said smugly, throwing the towel over her shoulder and walking from the yard.
Oh, how worked up she was! She didn't want to admit it to Janice, but talking about Jack Phillips, about the way he looked when he was fucking her aunt, made her all hot and bothered. Even walking down the street now she could feel the sexy rub of her cunt lips against one another. For a moment she thought her knees were going to give way as a particularly powerful spasm passed through her pussy and made her suck in a breath of air.
She paused, holding her fingers over her mouth and breathing hard. Oh, what forces were being unleashed in her? What forces were making her throw away all those years of careful moral upbringing her mother had nurtured and turning her into a sluttish flirt? Kathy sighed, the spasm passing. She didn't know. But she could no more fight them than she could stop breathing.