Chapter 111

All I could think about on the way to Nell’s house was Amy being out with some guy. Not only was it someone I didn’t know, but she was three thousand miles away and I couldn’t be there in case something went wrong. Mom said not to worry and I know that she’s gone out with guys before, but this was different somehow. I want to know about the people she goes out with. What if the guy is a rapist or some kind of pervert? Mom says that she can handle herself. She probably can, but what if he’s a smooth talker and...

I kept trying to put thoughts of her out of my mind, but I couldn’t help flashing on the picture of her being with some guy. I don’t want her to be with another guy. I know that I have no right to keep her from being with someone. I’ve been with other girls and she knows it, but I don’t care, she’s Amy. I’m frustrated, and I don’t like the way that feels.

Brandy opened the door when I knocked on it at the beach house, and said, “Hey, Stud, glad that you made it. I just talked to Nell, follow me, and I’ll show you where to put your stuff.”

I followed her into a furnished bedroom that I hadn’t been in before. She stopped and said, “I doubt that you’ll be spending much time in here, but you can put your stuff away. There’s a chest over there and the closet is over here. The bathroom is through that door, but knock first since you share it with Megan.”

“I, uhh, don’t know Megan.”

She cocked her head, “You’ve never met her? Well, she’s a nice girl; I think that you’ll like her.”

“Is she Nell’s sister or something?”

“No, she’s, uhh, well, I’ll let Nell tell you about her. C’mon, let’s get your stuff, I have some things to show you.”

We brought everything in and I saw that some clothes were hanging in plastic covers when I opened the closet. They looked new and I asked, “Whose clothes are those?”

“That’s what I wanted to show you. They’re yours. I brought you some things from the store.”

“I thought that you only sold women’s clothes?”

“I have lots of suppliers and I can order anything I want. Nell and I had fun picking stuff out for you. The hard part was finding things in your size, you fucking moose, but I’m pretty sure that we did okay. Look, we even got you these.”

She opened a box and showed me a pair of shiny black shoes and said, “These are Maglies. Size fourteen, right? Wait till you try them on. They’re like walking on a cloud.”

“Wow, thanks. Can I see what else you got?”

“Of course! C’mon, I want you to try things on.”

There were several pairs of slacks and a half-dozen of the most beautiful shirts I ever saw. I looked at her and said, “These things must have cost a fortune!”

“Don’t worry about it. Burgers can’t have you running around looking like a homeless person, but you ain’t seen nuthin yet. Look at this,” and she reached in the back of the closet and brought out a heavy plastic suit holder. She unzipped it, and pulled out a pair of black leather pants and a matching leather shirt-jacket.

I was staring at it when she said, “Beautiful, eh? It’s ‘Skully’, and I’ll bet it cost more than your car. Here, put this shirt on first, then try the outfit on.”

She took one of the new shirts and began taking the wrappings off a white, button-front sport shirt. I stood there watching her until she said, “C’mon, get your clothes off.”

“But I...”

“For Christ sake, Pete, I’ve already seen you naked. Hell, I’ve had your dick in my mouth. C’mon, this is no time to get shy.”

I shrugged and began taking my clothes off. I stopped when I got to my shorts. She looked and said, “You can leave the shorts on for now, but when you wear these pants out for real, you can’t wear them. Those pants show everything and we don’t want to spoil the look of your ass.”

When I put on the shirt it fit great but I was a little worried about the pants. I’d never worn leather pants and I was wondering if they’d be stiff or if wearing them would cause me to perspire. The first thing I noticed when Brandy handed them to me was that they were lighter than I expected, and that the outside was supple and felt like silk. I noticed that they had no back pockets when I put them on, and I was about to mention it to Brandy as I got everything tucked in and put away, when she said, “Stand there a minute,” and she slowly walked around me.

She stared for a few seconds then she said, “Damn, you really do have a great ass, Pete.”

“Thanks, but there aren’t any back pockets. Where do I keep my wallet?”

“You don’t carry a wallet when you wear those pants. You don’t carry keys or change either. Get a money clip, stick some bills in, a driver’s license and a credit card or two, and put it in a front pocket.”

I walked around a little then I said, “Wow, everything is really comfortable.”

“Try the jacket on.”

She stepped back when I put the jacket on, shook her head, and said, “Jesus Christ! You’re seventeen, right?”

“Yeah, why?”

“You look like a fucking movie star in that outfit. You could easily pass for twenty five.”

She looked serious when she said it, so I thought that I’d lighten things a bit and I joked, “Really? Does that mean I have a chance with an older women like you?”

She didn’t answer for a few seconds and her expression didn’t change when she surprised me by saying, “I’d like you to make love to me sometime.”

Caught off-guard, I stammered, “I-I thought we already did that.”

“We weren’t making love, we were fucking. I’ve seen what you do to Nell, and I’d like to see what that’s like.”

“I’m not sure what you mean. Didn’t I pay enough attention to you when the three of us were together?”

“That was the three of us. I’d like you to really make love to me and I’d like us to be alone.”

“I guess that you’d better check with Nell first.”

She shook her head, “I was pretty sure you’d say that.”

“What do you mean?”

“It means that you’re a good guy, but I have a question. Nell is doing a lot for you. Do you like her?”

“Of course, I do. I like her a lot!”

“You’d better, you’ll be sorry if I find out that you’re mistreating her in any way.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t. You also like her a lot, don’t you?”

“I love her.”

“That’s good. It’s great to have friends.”

“It’s a lot more than that for me. When I say I love her, I mean I really love her.”

“Gee, I, uhh, didn’t know that you felt that strongly about her. Does she feel that way about you?”

“She likes me, but she’s in a different place than I am. But that’s okay.”

“I don’t get it, Brandy. I understand that you’re a big deal in the lesbian community, but you and I have had sex, and you have a boyfriend. What’s that all about? Are you a lesbian or aren’t you?”

She stared off into the distance for a minute, then she turned to me and said, “That’s not an easy question. I guess I am at heart, but I see something or someone once in a while that affects me and makes me wonder. I often think about how you stayed with that injured girl when you thought it was me. The look on your face when you found out that it wasn’t me touched me, Pete. It touched me a lot. I wanted more than anything for you to take me in your arms at that moment. I would have done anything you asked if you would have come to me, but that doesn’t answer your question, so I’m going to tell you some things about me that I’ve never told anyone but Nell. I was a late bloomer. I always went to private schools and I was almost your age before I had sex. It was with a guy who lived down the street from me. He told all his friends about it, naturally, and I was getting asked out a lot the next thing I knew. I knew why, but it was better than being alone, so I got a little crazy for a while and I had sex with a lot of guys, but I always felt that something was missing. I took an apartment off-campus when I got into college. I met the girl who lived in the apartment next to me the day I moved in. Her name was Sherry, and she was the most beautiful girl I ever saw. She showed up at my door with a bottle of wine and a handful of joints the second night I lived there. We drank the wine, smoked the joints, and she showed me what it was like to make love with a woman. She came over every night for a while and we made love every time. It was wonderful. I fell in love and I thought that she felt the same about me, then she didn’t show up one night, so I went to her place. She said to come in when I knocked on her door. There were two guys there and everyone was naked. I ran out of there, crying, when she said that I should take my clothes off and join them. It nearly broke my heart and I moved to another apartment the very next day. I found out later that she was a sex addict and that she would sleep with anybody. It took me some time to get over her. I dated a few guys after that, but nothing worked out and I swore off sex for a while. She had told some people about being with me, and I remembered how I felt when I was with her, so when I was approached by another girl, she and I spent time together.”

“Was that June?”

“Yeah, do you know her?”

“No, but I saw her at that party in Vegas.”

“Oh, that’s right! That was a wild party. That was the one where you waved your dick at everyone.”

Shocked, I jumped in with, “I didn’t wave my dick at anybody. One of the girls pulled my pants down, and I...”

“Relax, I’m just kidding, I heard what really happened. Anyway, June and I became lovers. Her friends were all lesbians and I started hanging around with them as well. It was college and everyone had a cause. I’ve always had a big mouth and I somehow became the lesbians’ spokesperson. They’re a pretty misunderstood group, and I’m still involved with them.”

“But you got it on with a guy at that party!”

“I know. I was with men occasionally, but I kept it away from June, but I smoked a lot and I got a little carried away that day, and so did June. Our friends gave us both a lot of shit when they heard about it.”

“Do you still see June?”

“We have coffee once in a while, but she’s living with an old girlfriend and it’s pretty serious.”

“So how did you and Nell get together?”

“I’ve known Nell for a long time. We grew up in the same neighborhood and we went to that same private school later on, but we were never close. I had some friends, but she was always alone and always disappeared as soon as class was over.”

Brandy chuckled for a second before she continued, “Rumor had it that she was going with some exotic foreign guy, maybe a prince or something. I later found out that she spent all her spare time studying and working at one of the family stores.

Anyway, some of the girls and I were passing out leaflets after school one day. A bookstore had just opened and they featured women’s issues. One of the school jocks came up, tore the leaflets out of our hands, and began calling us names. I got in his face and yelled at him to leave us alone and he slapped me. I was more surprised than hurt, but I fell down when I tried to step back. The next thing I knew he was on the ground next to me and Nell was standing over him. She had his arm twisted some weird way, and she bent close to him and said, ‘this is a warning. I won’t just twist you arm, I’ll break the fucking thing off if I ever see you touch her or even talk to her again. Now get out of here’, and she let him go and walked away. The guy got up and ran. She was gone by the time I got up and collected myself. She just shrugged it off when I tried to thank her at school the next day, so I waited for her after school and we’ve been close from that day on. She’s an amazing woman, Pete, and I’ve really grown to love her.”

“But you still have sex with guys.”

“Not much anymore. You’re the only other man I’ve been with lately aside from the guy I’m seeing.”

“I’m sorry, but I still don’t understand.”

“It’s been said that only a woman really knows how to please another woman and I think that’s true for the most part. My early experiences with men weren’t satisfying as I said. I was convinced I would never be with a man again for a while, but I miss being with a man and I occasionally relent. Sexually, I like being with woman most times, but I miss muscles and a hard cock once in a while. Steve, the guy I see, isn’t my boyfriend as I told you, he’s married. We see each other for sex and that’s it.”

“You say that you’re in love with Nell and I know that you and she have sex together. Isn’t she enough for you?”

“Yes, she is. I would be with her forever and never look at another person if she would let me. But she’s in a different place like I told you.”

“I-I don’t get it.”

“Maybe I’ll tell you about it if you’re around for a while. Please do what she asks of you and treat her with respect in the meantime.”

“I always treat her with respect.”

“I know you do. Please continue to treat her that way. She’s more fragile than you think she is.”

Nell showed up around six thirty. She was talking when she came in, and it took me a second to notice the earpiece and realize that she was on her cell phone. Still talking, she went to Brandy and kissed her on the cheek, then she covered the earpiece with her hand and said to me, “Would you please bring my bags in from the car,” and went back to her conversation. I went to her car and found several large suitcases, a small travel case, and a couple of suit bags. She was still on the phone when I brought them into the house, but Brandy crooked her finger at me, so I followed her to Nell’s big bedroom and she began putting things away.

Brandy said, “These aren’t the clothes from the trip,” when I remarked that it looked like a lot of clothes for the few days she was in New York. “She stopped by the Beverly Hills house and picked these up. I guess that she’s planning on staying here full time for a while.” I was handing her things so that she could hang them up when Nell came in. She went directly to me and planted a kiss on me that nearly unraveled my shoelaces, then she said, “I’m sorry, Dear, my phone’s been like that since the airline deal went through, but I just had my business phone calls forwarded to the office so that we could have some peace for a while.”

“Aren’t you afraid that you’ll miss something important?”

“It’s a two-line phone, but only five people have this number. You have it, and so does Brandy. It has a little different ring and I’ll always answer it if it goes off when I’ve forwarded my calls.”

I was curious about the other three people but she changed the subject and said, “I’m starving; who’s hungry?”

We went to a local restaurant. It was one of those beach places that mostly cater to a lunch crowd, so it wasn’t very busy. The waiter, a suntanned, beach-boy type who looked to be in his early twenties came over to take our order. Brandy had a salad and I had the house special, a half pound bacon burger top with onion rings, fries, and a Coke. Nell ordered the same thing, but she asked for a double chocolate shake instead of a soft drink. Surprised, I looked at Brandy.

She was laughing and shaking her head.

She said, “She always does that,” When I asked why. She eats like a horse when she comes home from these trips. I’d weigh five hundred pounds if I ate that much.”

Nell laughed too, then she added, “I spend a lot of time in three kinds of places when I’m on these trips. I’m usually studying some reports or something if I’m by myself, and I may not eat at all. They usually serve rubber chicken if I attend a big meeting. We’re at some fancy restaurant and their wives are all skinny and eat like birds if I’m with corporate types and their wives, so I do the same thing to keep up appearances. I’m ravenous When I get home.”

She then looked over at me, reached for my hand, and said, “Besides, I may need energy for later tonight.”

Brandy piped up with, “Oooo, can I watch?”

“No, you’re gonna want to join in, and I want him all to myself tonight.”

“Damn, you’re no fun. I’ll be thinking about what you guys are gonna be doing and I’ll be horny as hell.”

“Call Steve.”

“He’s busy.”

“Well, you have a lot of electronic friends.”

Brandy stood up and said, “Not tonight. I want the real thing tonight.”

She looked around for a minute, then she stood up, said, “I’ll be right back,” and walked toward the ladies room.”

Nell was smiling when I looked at her, so I asked, “What’s she doing?”

“You’ll see.”

Brandy was wearing a blouse and some designer jeans when we were at the house. The top two buttons of the blouse weren’t buttoned and I could occasionally see the tops of her bra. She had put a light jacket on when we left for the restaurant and she was still wearing it. She came back to the table a couple of minutes later. She was carrying the jacket and the top three buttons were undone and I could tell that she wasn’t wearing the bra this time.

I found out why a minute later.

She started flirting with the waiter when he brought our food. She began pointing to things in her salad and asking him what they were. She leaned forward too when he leaned over to see what she was pointing at. Her blouse hung open and her tits were practically hanging out.

The waiter played it pretty cool. He saw what she was doing and his face looked flushed, but he didn’t stare or make a comment. I said to her, “It looks like you may have struck out,” when he left.

She answered, “Not a chance, he’s mine. Watch and learn.”

He came back to check on us a few minutes later. Brandy stood up when he did, took him by the arm, and she began talking to him when they were a few feet away.

I looked over at Nell and she was grinning. She bent to me and whispered, “Watch, she’s going in for the kill.”

Brandy handed the waiter a slip of paper and she was grinning when she got back to the table. She winked at us and said, “He gets off work at ten.”

I asked, “What did you say to him?”

“I told him that I had a tattoo on my pussy and that he had to meet me when he got off work if he wanted to see it. I gave him the address of a little bar I know.”

I guess that I looked shocked because both Brandy and Nell started laughing at me.

The waiter brought us our check when we finished eating, but he was nervous and he kept glancing at Brandy this time. Brandy said, “Wow! Did you see the size of the bulge in his pants? This is gonna be fun,” when he walked away.

Nell opened a bottle of wine when we got back to the house, and we sat and talked for a while. I asked Brandy, “Aren’t you worried that the waiter might be some kind of a nut?” at one point.

“He’s young, he’s horny, and he’s just what I need tonight,” then she grinned and added, “Why, are you jealous?”

“No, I’m just concerned, is all.”

“That’s sweet, but don’t worry, I can handle him. Besides, the bartender is a friend of mine and will throw his ass out if the guy starts acting weird. I’ll take the guy next door if he’s cool.”

“What’s next door?”