Chapter 10: Meanwhile

Andrew was, for once, NOT the most junior member of the electrical crew, so he was looking forward to the workday. But first, he had to run the gauntlet with his bruised face.

“Hey, Drew, did those guys at the middle school take your lunch money again?”

“Maybe next time you should ASK her before you try poking her asshole.”

“You sparred with Clubber Lang? Apollo Creed? That Russian guy—what’s-his-name?”

“The other side looks fine. Did he drop you with only one punch?”

Finally, Drew had enough.

“Lighten up, you clowns. There was this girl, she’s kind of like my brother’s girlfriend...”

“A GIRL did this to your face?”

“No, you shithead, she was being attacked and I got in the way, kind of on purpose. I’m twice as strong as my brother, and he didn’t stand a chance against this huge angry guy. So, I was trying to slow him down when he punched me out, then he got my brother in the face too, and only then did we get the taser on the guy and get him down.”

In the background, the supervising engineer was listening, and then he walked up into the group and looked Andrew over.

“Two things I want to know, Bailey. One, is this guy in jail? And two, does he know where you’re working? I need to know if we need more security.”

“Uh, sir, he’s not in jail, but the police were there, and there’s a peace bond on him now, so it will cost him six months and $12,000 if he makes any trouble. He was a lot calmer when he left after a settlement was negotiated with him. I’m sure he’s not a risk to you or this project.”

“In that case, Bailey, I’m sending you home for three days with pay. I don’t want you on the site with such obvious injuries, even though they have nothing to do with us. Understand?”

“Yes, thank you, sir. Oh, yeah, thank you.”

The engineer extended a hand, and they shook. Then five of the other crew members shook his hand as well. Last was Iris, their networking expert. She grabbed his hand and pulled him close for a hug. In a quiet voice, she sent Drew home with some parting words.

“There aren’t enough guys who stand up when a girl is threatened. My husband has five friends who ride choppers, and, well, they inflict bruises much prettier than yours. If you need more help with this guy, you should call me. Got it?”

“Thank you, Iris. I think this guy is done hitting me, but I’ll remember your offer. I better let you get back to work, bye now.”

His lopsided smile charmed Iris. She laughed and strode off to where the networking cables were being run between floors.

Arriving home unexpectedly early in the day, he announced himself.

“Leah, I’m home.”

There was no response. He assumed his sister was off at class, so he walked down the hall toward their bedroom and bathroom suite. He heard a soft buzzing noise as he reached the door. He stuck the more functional side of his face around the jamb so he could see.

Leah was in bed on her back, her legs splayed apart, and her knees bent. She didn’t notice him, being so wrapped up in the sensations from her “Magic Wand” vibrator. This model was about 20 inches long and plugged into the wall outlet. The business end was a barrel-shaped soft vinyl head, about the size of a baseball in girth and maybe four inches long.

Drew pulled his head back into the hall. He didn’t want to startle her, so he backed up about ten paces and then made a noisy approach while calling her name.

“Leah? Are you here?”

He thought she might be embarrassed and hide the wand, but he saw the same thing as before. Leah smiled and cooed.

“Sweetie, I was just thinking about you.”

“I can see what you’re thinking about. Are you sure it involves me?”

“Oh, absolutely. Wanna fuck?”

“Oh, well, if I have to.”

“Just for that, now you have to fuck my ass. Get your clothes off, boy, and be quick.”

As soon as he was naked, Leah flipped over on her stomach and wedged the wand underneath her, so her clit was getting buzzed.

Thinking quickly, Drew reached for the lube and made her ready for a smooth entrance.

“C’mon, man! Stick it in!”

“Oh, shit! Wait a minute.”

Drew jumped up. He closed and locked the bedroom door. Then he was back.

“We don’t need watch ... watchers. Oh, I love your ass! I’m going to come quickly and then settle in for a long ride, OK?”

“Use me! I’m your, your bucket. Ooh, I’m going to, uh, uh, uh, coming!”

Drew took two more strokes and exploded. He slipped a little over to the side so she could get back to normal breathing without all his weight on her back. Under them, he heard a “click” as the wand switched off.

“That was perfect. And, oh, I’m so sorry, Drew, but in this position, your bruises aren’t causing me to lose focus. I appreciate how you stood up; it was necessary and honorable. But, for now, I just imagine your face as it was.”

“Eh, it’s just a face.”

“Shut up, boy; it’s the face of the man I love. Unh. Feel that? I’m using my internal Kung-Fu Grip. What do you think?”

“I think you’re incredible in all human languages. I think I want to start again, just slowly and smoothly.”

“Ooh, delicious. You just keep drilling. I think you might hit a gusher.”

It was time for a family summit meeting with Drew, Leah, Carolina, and Peter.

“Alright, I’m going to start,” Carolina was standing while the others sat in their living room. “I think it’s time we faced the facts. The four middles are obviously on the edge of—what’s the word? They’re on the edge of deflowering each other. It will NOT going to be happening out in the pine trees or anywhere near the littles. I know you all agree.

“Peter and I have a proposal. First, we’re going to have a detailed and explicit talk with them about how their first times need to go. Second, we’re all going to go to a hotel that has a three-bedroom suite. One for Peter and I, one for Val and Abel, and one for Ted and Nan.

“Then, we’re going to leave the hotel so the four of them enjoy the suite overnight. In the morning we will return to the hotel, pick up four happy adolescents, and bring them home.”

“I think Carolina’s idea is fantastic,” said Leah. “But the hard, uh, difficult part is always the four littles. We can always send Nia to stay with Bonnie Douglas, whose parents are very fond of Nia.

“It’s the boys who are tougher.”

Peter suggested, “They could enroll in the Boy Scouts and go camping now that they’re all 11.”

“I thought about that,” answered Drew. “But the nearest troop is 48 miles from our house, and there’s no way we could wrangle them to the evening meetings with an 110-minute round trip.”

Carolina: “I think I have an idea, an exchange that might work. Do you all remember Cindy and Carl (the joker) from Val’s party? I see you all do remember them. I think we could have those two babysit the three boys overnight. Along with paying them, we offer them our place on another night to have a pool party. Say, our four middles, six or eight of their friends, and with Cindy and Carl put in charge. What do you guys think?”

Peter’s main concern was that the pool party be well monitored to keep out the alcohol risks, and the outdoor sound limited to avoid pissing off the neighbors. Subject to those restrictions, he was in favor. Leah and Drew were on board as well.

Carolina: “OK, I think this proposal will work, provided Cindy and Carl are agreeable and one of their two homes can be used for the overnight, with the four under-12s in sleeping bags. They could use their recreation room, I guess, or something. We can figure out the details later.

“Now, for this future Friday or Saturday night when all four littles and all four middles are out of the house until morning, who (besides our two couples) are we going to be including in our orgy? Should we include Clarissa and Jared? They’re confirmed to join. Sandra and Lorelei are included? Really? Cool, four couples. Pamela and Davis Trent?” The three other adults all growled.

“Oh, I’m sorry! It was a joke!”

“I think that should be all, just those four couples,” said Drew. “We have to remember that sibling sex is still a non-starter out there in the world, even if the siblings are technically step-siblings. My math is very rusty, but this still leaves dozens of permutations just with these four couples (eight people), and limiting ourselves to mostly heterosexual combinations.

“So, I propose, for now, our first orgy includes only the individuals we have just discussed. However, I am sure that some individuals among us will be quite, well, quite adventurous.”

Cindy and Carl eagerly accepted the babysitting job after seeing how much money Carolina offered. She spoke firmly to the three boys, now all aged 11, requiring them to show good behavior as guests in Cindy’s home. Carl couldn’t stay for the overnight portion, but Cindy promised him future opportunities away from their parents. His acne had abated, and she was eager to show him a “good time.”