Chapter 4
The next morning, Peggy Martin realized that the feeling of confidence pervading her vengeful young mind was about to provide her with all the ammunition she was going to need for a long time to come. Just how her beautiful blonde sister could ever hope to weasel out of this damning, sticky web she'd spun for herself by sucking Dick's cock was going to prove mighty interesting! But it was too valuably incriminating just to waste on any old cause, the dark-eyed young brunette thought. No, she was going to play this mighty cool, because there was no limit to the goodies she could wheedle out of her cock-loving older sister after what she'd seen take place the night before.
Oh baby, she could still hardly believe it, the way Annie had sucked him, and how many more had there been before Dick? Well, she had a whole Earthquake soccer team to choose from, and that was some source of supply, wasn't it? Damn, she still couldn't get over the way the deceiving bitch had raked her over in front of Will and the others. But suddenly, the tables were turned, only luscious Annie wasn't aware of it yet. Yeah, and when the right moment presented itself, dear Annie was going to find out that it didn't pay to tromp on little sister Peggy!
It occurred to Peggy then that the breakfast table should provide some underlying amusement, with Dick and Annie having to face one another, and spritely she bounced out of bed for a fast shower. For sure, she didn't want to miss one minute of the fun!
Dick Haines had no intention of facing his beautiful blonde trainer that morning. In fact, he wasn't sure if he could ever look at her again, after she'd sucked his cock last night. I Man, he was sure she was going to hate him, and he didn't think he could stand that; he really liked her too much.
He'd slept fitfully throughout the night, waking up time and again with a frightening start and just lying there trembling all over. Once, he'd concluded that moving out of the house was the only thing to do and had almost made up his mind to it. Crap, if either Tom or the coach found out what Annie had done to him, one of them would kill him for sure. But then, he'd realized that moving out wouldn't do any good. He was still part of the team. Man, he didn't know what he was going to do about it!
One thing for sure, he was going to get out of the house today and stay away as long as he could. Maybe working out would calm him down and help him think better. He didn't even bother to shower, only doused his face with cold water, brushed his teeth, and combed his hair. Dressing quickly, he slipped from his room and quietly moved along the hallway toward the living room and front door.
"Hi, Dick! Where you off to in such a whip?" Peggy sung out at him from the kitchen door, leaning against its casing, an unusually cute little smile playing around her young sensuous lips.
Dick felt his stomach sink. He certainly hadn't counted on running into her. She was usually the last up in the morning, but it was the way she was smilingly staring at him, her big brown eyes twinkling as she stood there toying with a long tress of her glistening black hair.
"I-ah ... I was going out to exercise my leg. I'm supposed to exercise it," he managed, noting that she wasn't wearing any bra again this morning, and that her skirt looked even shorter than usual, showing just about all of her shapely, nylon covered thighs.
"Oh? How is the knee?"
"A little stiff, but I'll live."
"Ah, good morning, everyone!" Annie's throaty voice greeted them from behind him, causing Dick to wheel around so fast that he almost lost his balance. She sent him a radiant smile, then flashed it at Peggy. "Well, you two are around bright and early. What's the occasion?"
Her unabashed smile and air took Peggy completely by surprise. She was wearing a pale blue satin kaftan, her long blonde hair pulled back in a pony-tail, her makeupless face shining like the morning sun itself. God almighty, what a cool chick her older sister was, like sucking another man's cock was an everyday occurrence!
"I have to exercise my leg," Dick stammered a second time, hardly able to believe the beautiful, warm smile his soccer trainer was drenching him with, while his insides began to glow from its bestowing depth of affection.
"Not without breakfast, I hope?" she said, gently catching hold of his arm with her slender white hand. "Come on. I have something to discuss with both of you anyway. But first, Peggy dear, I'm terribly sorry about yesterday and the way I snapped at you in front of the team. It was uncalled for, and I'm ashamed. Please, dear, please accept my apology, will you?"
The roof might have caved in! The darkeyed, young girl wouldn't have been more shocked if it had. Not that she didn't think her older sister was capable of an apology, only that the unexpected act had completely disarmed her. What the devil did you say to a show-stopper like that?
"Well, I don't mind telling you that I was hurt, Annie," the teenage girl replied, reluctant to so easily give up the edge she knew that she had, to say nothing of her powerful ace-in-the-hole. And poor Dick, he looked as if he'd just eaten an unskinned banana, whole. His eyes were bugging right out of his head.
"I understand, believe me, darling, and I'm terribly sorry," Annie persisted, determined to reestablish smooth relations with her younger sister, as well as to put Dick at ease. It was all part of the plan she'd spawned sometime around dawn, her lecherously scheming mind exultant with the idea. "And to try and make up for it, why don't you invite some friends out here tonight, and we'll have some of the Earthquakes over and have a little party. A nice little party, just a few friends, and a lot of fun!" Annie said joyously, a strange gleam in her eyes.
By the time the party was half over, Annie was enjoying a warm scotch glow. Following practice, she'd felt the need for something to steady her, her excitement had been provoked to such a feverish pitch. God, she was almost like a child who had just discovered some new unknown functions of a favorite toy. A dozen times she'd had to have Will Barnes sit on the bench while she massaged cramps from his well-muscled legs. At the touch of her hands on his skin, her pussy had become a trembling inferno of desire.
She'd hardly been any more than discreet in the lewdly suggestive manner with which she'd unnecessarily massaged his upper thighs, or intentionally pressured her soft titties and loins against him. Several times she saw a flush in his handsome cheeks and a glow of desire in his eyes. Then finally, when Peggy had appeared on the sidelines, Annie with reluctance had stopped the massage, and just about in time, too, she reflected.
Beady-eyed goalie Rob Jensen, the oldest man on the team, standing beside her little sister, was offering her an off-color grin as she passed by the bench. "Want to rub a few kinks out of my body, Annie?" he said, the smuttiness in the older man's voice pricking her like a dirty needle. Annie sensed her own cheeks beginning to burn as several of his cloutish friends sniggered, and teenaged Peggy had glanced at all of them in turn, then at Annie.
"That won't be necessary. There are too many of them to ever get them out, Rob!" Annie had retaliated angrily and without thinking. Nevertheless her pointed answer had taken the starch out of him for the moment, though she'd felt a sensation of brief uneasiness at the way his embittered eyes had narrowed, his homely mouth twisting. "Come along, Peggy, I want to talk to you for a moment."
"Hey, what was that all about?" the vivacious, dark-eyed girl questioned after they'd moved several yards away from the others.
"Nothing, just a bit of jealousy, honey," Annie had informed with hands on her rounded, sweat-suited hips as she watched the routine practice on field. "He feels that I pay too much attention to Will Barnes."
"Now, what did you want to talk to me about?"
"I just wanted to remind you that you'll have to be careful with your invitations for tonight. We can't invite the whole team, but we don't want any hard feelings among them, either. So, just tell everyone you ask not to say anything about it to the others."
"What the heck, they're grown men. I don't see any reason why we can't have a party and invite who we want without hurting someone's feelings, Annie?" Peggy had questioned, tilting her head cutely to one side. "After all, it's our party, and we're not obligated to invite the whole damn team...."
"Okay, honey, I understand, and you do, too, but they might not. Now, will you do as I say?"
"Sure, but as far as I'm concerned, anyone who doesn't like it can screw it," the young girl had insisted angrily, then had told her the names of the team members she was going to invite.
The others had made little difference to the carefully planning woman, once she'd learned that her handsome left wing was included. And Dick had already let her know that he'd invited the tow-headed, blue-eyed man to stay the night at the house and that the tall, muscular soccer player had accepted. God. was it any wonder that she'd felt the necessity of several drinks to stabilize the aroused tension inside her? Everything was clicking like well-jeweled clockwork. God, nothing could go wrong, could it? It was a perfect plan, wasn't it?
What she needed was another drink, the excited blonde soccer trainer decided on her way to her home. She still had a few hours to kill before she would have the two young cocks she so desperately needed.
"You're kidding, Dick!" the tall, handsome left wing managed in a low, hollow voice of disbelief. "I can't believe it. Not Annie?"
"Man, would I tell you a thing like that if it weren't so?" Dick half-whispered to his buddy in the darkness of the warm, autumn night. They'd stepped outside the playroom where they could talk without being overheard, the rock sounds from the records along with bits of laughter drifting to them.
"So, that's what you've been hinting at all along, and I was too dumb to catch on!" Will Barnes huskily exclaimed, a feeling of lewd excitement immediately charging through him. His mind clicked back to practice earlier and the way she'd kept him, running her hand up and down his legs like she was fucking them. Jeez, the feel of her soft curves beneath that sweat suit when she had rubbed her big tits against his legs. It'd never been quite like that for him before, but then, she'd never acted just the same before either, now that he thought about it. "You mean, she actually sucked your cock right in her mouth, man?"
"All the way and no crap!" Dick answered with a grin. He'd really been a little worried over how the left wing soccer player would take it, aware of Will's quiet manner and more or less straight-laced upbringing. Though they'd never really discussed it, Dick figured that the other hadn't fucked many more girls than he had. "No kidding now, Will, give it to me for real. Did you ever suck a girl's cunt?"
The tall, broad-shouldered soccer player shook his head, then: "Once," he admitted with a smile. "She was a ski bunny, you know the type, I met her up in Tahoe. Man, that was two years ago and she was nineteen. Boy, she was great. I had a hell of a vacation!"
Dick laughed outright, picturing the scene, and pleased with his buddy's candor with him. "Yeah, I'll bet that was some party."
"No kidding. She was a sweet looking chick, all right . ,. but nothing like Annie! Jeez, Dick, I can still hardly believe it, even though I know you're not crapping me," he said, excitedly staring at his teammate. "And you think maybe she'll come in and screw around again tonight with both of us there?"
"I'll bet on it!" the dark-eyed soccer player whispered, his mind beginning to race with aroused anticipation. "Look, Will, you're my friend and I'm going to give it to you straight. Annie asked me to invite you to stay. It was her idea. She even said we might have a little three-way party. And that's no crap, honest!"
"Great!" the blond soccer player grinned, just before the feminine voice behind them said:
"Come on, you guys! What're you doing out here? Why aren't you dancing?"
Both men abruptly wheeled to see young Peggy in her short shorts and braless t-shirt smiling in the light of the doorway.
"We're just coming in," Will replied, conscious of the swelling in the front of his tight jeans from their conversation and what Dick was willing to bet was going to happen.
"Good," Peggy said. "I've been looking all over for you to dance with me." She moved forward and took hold of Will's arm with both of hers, brushing the unhampered resilience of her firm young tit casually against it.
In the sultry moonlit night as she approached the playroom, Annie overheard her young sister's gaily voiced words. She saw the three of them then and slowed her pace to let them go inside. There was still an hour or so to kill before she called a halt to the party. It would only be midnight or so then, but she had promised the coach that they'd be sent away early so they wouldn't be too bombed out for practice the next day. Then, her little party would begin! God, it would be a wonder if she could last that long, she lewdly thought to herself ; her pussy was so hot and wet between her legs with just the anticipation.
"Hi Annie," a familiar voice greeted her from the shadows. "Hey, what's going on at your house tonight? Sounds like a pretty wild party or something."
Rob Jensen's unexpected, gruff tone gave Annie a momentary fright as he moved close to her and she recognized the older man's homely face. She might have gasped out had not the quantity of scotch she had already consumed slowed her reactions, as well as glazed her nerves.
"What are you doing here at this time of night?" she sharply questioned, immediately displeased at the sight of the older intruder.
"I came out to crash the party," he replied, looking toward the house where the music was coming from. "Will Barnes in there?"
"I'm not sure, but I think he is."
The big husky goalie offered her that smutty, homely grin of his. "I'll lay money he is, lady, and that you know damned well he is!"
Annie sensed her blood pressure rapidly mounting, the liquor firing rather than helping . to control it. "And just what is that supposed to mean? I don't think I like your nasty insinuation!"
He continued to grin almost vulgarly at her. "Well, now, I'm sorry about that, Annie, but it doesn't change my bet one little bit. As a matter-of-fact, if Tom were here I'd wager he'd agree with me. If he were here, which he ain't. But I suppose it'd be simple for a guy to get in touch with him, eh?"
Annie swallowed tightly, an awesomely uncomfortable sensation beginning to gnaw at the base of her soft belly. She couldn't show fear, or the least sign of any apprehension. She had to brazen it through. "I think perhaps it would be best for you to leave, Mr. Jensen!" the blonde soccer trainer said coldly, her blue eyes gleaming rage in the shallow light from the moon. "And perhaps right now would be a good time to do it!"
The big older man made a scurrilous laughing sound half under his breath. "Come down off your horse, lady. You know I ain't going to do that. In fact, I've decided that I should get a little more attention from the team trainer. You know, Mrs. Franklin, I'm really a little old for this game now and get a lot of sore muscles and all. I just may need some special care. Think about that." He took several steps backward before turning away from her, his vile grin broadening his big, homely face in the gentle light of the night. "Now, I'm going inside. I might even join the party for awhile. 'Night, Annie. See you tomorrow at practice."
Annie Franklin sensed the heavy breathing causing her full tits to rise and fall. An unprecedented tightness had knotted in her middle, a feeling of panic that momentarily sapped the very strength from her shapely limbs. She watched the husky older man move away from her without a backward glance, then disappear into the house.
Trembling, she took several steps and leaned against the trunk of a tree. Good God! How much did he know? He was so cocksure of himself, the ugly old bastard. Blackmail, that's what it was, and he'd implied that he might even go to Tom. Go to Tom with what? Get a hold of yourself, girl. What could he ever say to Tom? He was only guessing, basing his supposition on what he'd witnessed earlier that afternoon on the field between Will and her. Damn, she had been an idiot, letting her lust run away with her right out there before all of them. Stupid, absolutely stupid! But that was the extent of his knowledge. He was guessing, though too damned accurately. God, it wasn't too late! She could put an end to it right here and now. Up to this point, there'd only been Dick, and he wasn't about to give her away. Ooohhh, what she needed was a drink. Go to the house. She just couldn't join the party now, not with Rob Jensen there to glare and toss his suggestive grins at her.