Chapter 14: The Weekend--Sunday

'Waking up' with Allison is nice, really nice. I'm not sure how much distance would make a difference, but the short way to the Davis's certainly didn't affect anything. Even in a dream. I don't know that you would call it sleeping but somehow spending time with her, even like that, left me feeling very refreshed and at peace. There was a certain 'rightness' to it that is just hard to explain. I'm not really even sure when it happened but at some point during the night, there we were, curled up together on our hammock in the glade. Despite my natural curiosity I made it a point not to ask how her evening with Shannon had gone.

All good things come to an end though, and eventually I was back in my bed, waking up. I sighed and got dressed to head out for my morning run. Since I had skipped it the day before I took extra time stretching beforehand. I decided to bump it up a little and actually did two separate 'tracks.' Together they amounted to around 5 miles so it took a little longer but still wasn't enough to make me feel overly winded or tired. One of these days, I thought, I'm going to see what I can really do. But then, that is something that it would not be a good idea to do early in the morning when no one knew where you may have collapsed at. Maybe I should try out for the cross-country team.

More stretching when I got back and then into the shower. Everyone was up and Mom was working on breakfast by the time I got out and dressed. We passed around the funnies, checked the football schedule to see if any of the games looked interesting, (we're not big sports fans) and generally passed a relaxing morning. Mom and Dad extended their invitation for us to join them at the movies again but I declined for both of us. My only plans for the day were to mow the yard and relax.

Mark called a little after nine. It seems that David; another friend of his that I had met once or twice, was having an X-box party. 10 or 12 guys were coming to his house and bringing along their boxes and a couple of extra television sets for a day of mutual destruction and mayhem. Mark asked if I would like to come along. I thought about it but decided to pass. The parents couldn't decide on a movie. Once they had it down to two I dropped in my two cents worth to try to make the decision easier.

"Didn't you guys always used to talk about this archaic event you used to attend frequently called a 'double feature'? So why not make a day of it. See one show, maybe grab some lunch or something, and then see the second one?"

They just looked at each other, then at me and proclaimed me brilliant. I told them I got it from watching too much TV. Apparently the topic of a movie had come up around the card table the night before and the Davis' had asked if they could tag along. This of course meant that now Mom had to call Karen and coordinate things. You know, important stuff, like what to wear, where to eat, will we have time to shop? Somewhere in there she actually managed to convey the name of the films they were going to see, but I must have missed it. Must be a chick thing because somehow Tom and Karen managed to show up at the house in time to collect my folks. They brought the girls with them. Shannon and Allison's plans for the day was to do nothing but enjoy their last day of freedom. Basically, lounging by the pool and sharing each other's pain at the prospect of getting up early for school the next day. I guess misery does love company.

I had finished the lawns and was relaxing in my room when Shannon called me from Allison's room, "Jimmy, could you give me a hand for a second."

Not thinking that anything was up I walked in asking, "What's up?"

Shannon was standing in the center of the room in her bikini bottoms and a bra. "I can't get this undone." She pouted, looking up at me with a wicked grin on her face. "The catch seems to be stuck. Can you try it?"

Okay, hello! Clueless boy! You awake yet? The two girls, no, the two women that you love most in the world and want to spend time with more than you want to breathe are alone in the house with you, for a whole day, with no supervision, and you are reading a book! What are you thinking? Better hope word never gets out. Let's face it; you would never live it down.

Now that the facts of the situation had hit me firmly between the eyes I resolved to do my best to make up for neglecting the girls, "I don't have a lot of experience with that particular system, Shannon, but let me take a look at it for you." I stepped behind her and began studying the mechanism.

"Hmm, looks like it's jammed somewhere," I said running my hands along the strap. "Maybe there is a hidden release somewhere." I ran my hands around under her arms to the front, feeling cautiously as I went. Once my arms were all the way around, I hugged her close and then cupped her breasts through the material with both hands.

"Can't seem to feel anything out of place, let me come around and take a look at it from the other side." I was careful to keep her fully encircled in my arms as I slid around her. I pressed my lips to hers as my hand traveled up and down her back for a few seconds. The bra was held together by a conventional hook and eye setup with two sets of hardware in the back. As my hands found the ends they unfastened both sets and the elastic began relaxing.

"It seems to have been adjusted a little too tightly. Maybe I should check for damage." I rubbed my hands over her back, smoothing the lines left by the straps. Then I slid my hands back around to tenderly massage her breasts. She shrugged one arm out then let the garment fall off the other to the floor, sighing and pressing herself against my hands. Her nipples were already sticking out proudly from their lofty perch and begging for attention.

"Doesn't look like there is any lasting damage, but things do look a little parched." I said. "I think I have just the thing." Saying this, I backed up, drawing her towards me as I sat down on Allison's bed. This felt just like it had in the first dream except my legs didn't have to get tired. She was obviously pleased with this plan as she stepped up and placed both her hands across my shoulders and around my neck. There was no hesitation on my part either, as soon as she was within range I planted my mouth firmly on her left breast and sucked hard, drawing her flesh into my mouth and lashing my tongue over her nipple. Just as quickly I broke the contact and licked my lips dramatically.

"Mm, Chocolate!" I then attacked the other breast in a similar fashion, "And peanut butter. Two great tastes that taste great together." I pressed her breasts together. (As well as I could without hurting her. Neither of the girls are I what you would call large, but pressing Shannon's together you could actually create cleavage, on Allison it would have just hurt.) I pressed them together firmly and rapidly alternated licking both of them in turn.

Shannon giggled but otherwise said nothing.

After just a minute of this activity I stopped for second with a confused look on my face. "I just can't decide." I said.

I don't know how long she had been there, neither Shannon nor I had been aware of her coming in, but from the doorway Allison's voice said, "Maybe I can help." She walked up to Shannon and took her left breast in her hand, cupping it lovingly and kissing her friend solidly on the mouth. I saw their mouths open and their tongues meet before they were fully engaged. Shannon just moaned into Allison's mouth.

Allison broke the kiss and sat down next to me, "You concentrate on that one, and I'll take this side. Then maybe we'll trade for a while and compare notes."

Shannon's eyes got wide and she bit her lip as she pushed her chest forward. Allison and I then attacked her breasts. Licking, sucking, kissing, caressing, and generally doing everything we could to convince her of just how much we loved the taste of her. It must have been working as her eyes closed and her head went back as she arched into us. I slid my hand down her back and began fondling her bottom. Allison must have felt the motion as her hand soon joined mine.

Shannon made her desire known by spreading her feet apart a little further. Allison and I both took the hint and our free hands ran up the inside of either thigh until we ran into cloth. We began to massage the juncture of her thigh and pelvis, just along the edges of the material. Shannon started to breathe hard and fast and I saw her bite her lip again. I shifted my hand to the center of her crotch and rubbed firmly upward. She gasped and bucked her hips against my hand as tremors ran across her body. Allison seemed to take this as a good sign and pulled the string on her side. As the material fell loose, I undid my side and the whole garment drifted to the floor. Allison already had her hand covering Shannon's pussy and was massaging her gently. I slipped my hand in beside hers and resumed caressing along the edge. Allison then moved hers over slightly, caressing the edge with her hand while trailing one finger back and forth along Shannon's already damp slit. Her intention was obvious and with a small shift we were now both massaging her together.

I applied pressure and trailed my finger through her valley just as Allison had taught me. Shannon gasped again and bucked her hips against our hands and the moisture level increased dramatically. I pressed back through the fold and moved my thumb to find the hard knot that Allison had expressed so much pleasure at having touched. It took very little effort to find it. Shannon's was larger than Allison's. Pressing my thumb to one side, I flicked it rapidly across to the other. You would have thought I had attached jumper cables. A huge spasm passed over her and she all but jumped. Her mouth opened and she started to moan more loudly, thrusting herself against our hands. Allison's thumb materialized along the other side and we began to massage the small bud between our two digits. Shannon's volume went up appreciably and she began to chant, "Oh God, Oh God, Oh God." over and over again. Then Allison pressed two of her small fingers into Shannon's entrance and it was all over. Shannon squealed loudly and went into mild convulsions, not like a seizure, but definitely more than the tremors she'd had in the dream.

Finally she stumbled against us and almost fell. I took her around the waist and sat her on my lap, holding her as she shook and stroking her back and hair until she recovered.

"Oh, my, God. That was simply incredible. I have no words to describe how good that felt." Then she turned and kissed me, and then kissed Allison again. Then she got unsteadily to her feet and pulled Allison up, taking her spot on the bed next to me.

"Payback time," she said and began unsnapping Allison's jean shorts. By the time she had the zipper down Allison had pulled her tank top over her head and unfastened her bra. She dropped both onto the rapidly growing pile of clothes and stepped forward to offer each of us one of her small breasts. Allison's breasts were smaller, but the nipples stuck out farther and I guess when you put it all together you get what they call champagne glasses.

I wasted no time. I already knew what to expect. And apparently my suspicions about what may have gone on last night were correct because Shannon dove right in as well. Within seconds Allison had a hand on the back of both of our heads and was pulling us into her. At one point Shannon moved over and we shared a kiss across one of Allison's nipples. That was a magical moment all around.