Chapter 10

Winter was pretty much over by March 1st. It was still cold outside and we usually only got one more light dusting of snow. The girls could be on the course after school almost every day.

My life was going to get busier now because the boys' golf started too. So I thought. Coach Sanders informed me that Principal Harrison wanted me to stay focused on the girls. I would practice my game while I continued to teach the girls' team. I was concerned that I would become alienated from my teammates. Most of all, I didn't want to hurt my good friendship with Eric. He was my best friend. Well ... of friends that were guys.

It didn't help that the boys were at the course at the same time. Eric, Joel, and Mike could see me with the girls. I tried to keep the girls far enough away so we weren't distractions to each other. I missed Coach Sanders' teaching. I was a better golfer than Coach but I knew I could still learn much from him and he was great at identifying when I was getting lax with my swing positions.

If the girls were going to continue to keep getting better, I knew I had to deprive myself of sex. I upped the requirements the girls needed to achieve. It wasn't an easy decision but it was for the good of the team. Sara and Erin were ready and able to take their games to the next level and surprisingly, so was Laura. It was like something clicked in Laura's head when she discovered she could be good at golf. Laura was only a tad under Sara and Erin. I raised the requirements again and they met that too. They were good!

Tiffany was something else.

"Have you given up trying?" I finally asked her.

"You know I'm not going to be as good as the other girls," Tiffany tried to explain.

"You have to try," I insisted. "You can't give up on your teammates."

"I miss you," she said. "I'm so horny."

"If I lower the standards for you, it's not fair to the other girls."

"I know. I'm not saying you should do it. I know you can't."

"Please try, Tiffany. Please." I sounded like I was begging to my own ears. I didn't like it.

"I will," she said glumly.

I knew what would make her happier, but as much as I wanted to fuck her I knew I shouldn't. Once the golf season was over at the end of the school year, I wouldn't have to worry about any of this.

I played golf with Eric on Saturday after a couple of weeks of both the boys and girls on the course at the same time.

"Those girls sure like to flirt with you," Eric commented as I teed my ball.

"I hadn't noticed," I replied nervously. I hit the ball and shanked it. I couldn't remember the last time I did that. Eric's comment caused me to lose focus.

"Are you blind?" Eric retorted. "The girls are all over you except for my sister, of course."

"Yeah, they like to flirt," I decided to admit.

"You should ask them out," he encouraged. "Especially that Tiffany girl. She's got pretty big tits. I would sure like to get my hands on them."

I didn't think through what I was going to say.

"Yeah, Tiffany's got great tits."

"You sound like you've seen them?"

"Yeah," I said feeling prideful.

"When?"

"A while ago," I said. "We had sex. I've done it with all the girls."

All that bragging I wanted to do and had held back came tumbling out of my lips. Eric now knew that I slept with all the girls. I would be a manly stud in his eyes now. It was a great feeling. That was until Eric's next question.

"All the girls?"

It wasn't what I expected him to say next. I expected him to give me a zillion accolades and request in detail an account of my first experience with each girl. It took me a second to realize what the question was really about.

"Not Erin, of course. She's your sister."

"She's pretty," he said.

"Well, sure, but you know I wouldn't fuck ... uh ... have sex with your sister."

Eric's look said he didn't believe me or at least I took it that way.

While I was trying to come up with the next great idea to say to simmer down the tension, I had an idea pop into my head that might solve another issue I had.

"Would you like to meet Tiffany?" I asked. "She's really nice."

"Meet her?" he questioned.

"Tiffany was the first girl I ever had sex with and she was great, but I like Sara more." I deliberately didn't mention Erin. "My relationship with Tiffany has cooled. I think she just needs to find another nice guy. She has her own car." I added the last so Eric knew how easy it would be to go out with Tiffany.

I could see him thinking about it. What was he waiting for? If the situation was reversed I would say "yes" in an instance. I then realized the problem. It was Erin.

"Think about it," I said. "If you decide you'd like to go out with Tiffany, I can talk to her about you."

"Sure," he said quietly.

I called Erin when I got home but got her voice mail. She called back an hour later.

"What were you talking to Eric about? He was really distracted when we had sex."

So Eric did it with Erin as soon as he came home? She was a nice homecoming.

I told Erin about my conversation with Eric.

"Why did you do that?" she said sounding displeased.

"I want you to give Eric permission to see other girls," I said.

She didn't answer.

The silence was so long that I finally said, "Hello?"

"I'm here," she said quietly.

I waited for her. There was no point in repeating myself.

"I really love Eric," she said softly.

"I know," I replied.

"I really love Eric, Andy," she said. "I think about what it would be like to be married to him. I think about what it would be like to have children with him."

"Oh," I said stunned. I had no idea it was that much. I lately thought Erin loved me more. Well, I knew she loved me but not in the way of marriage and all that. I was more of a favorite play toy in the very best sense of the word.

"Andy?" she said. "Am I crazy to want that?"

"No," I quietly said.

"So you don't think I'm crazy for dreaming about it."

"No," I quickly replied again. I wasn't sure of what I really thought, I would have to evaluate it, but I knew what she wanted to hear so I said "no". "But..."

"But what?" she asked.

I didn't know I said "but" until she repeated it.

I said, "I think a part of Eric feels guilty that he is having sex with his sister. He probably feels like he is taking advantage of you."

"But I initiated it and I told him how much I love to fuck him and how much I love him."

"I don't know if it matters. You will always be brother and sister."

She sighed loudly into the phone.

"So I shouldn't even think about being forever with Eric?"

"I didn't say that. What if..." I was thinking on the fly. "What if Eric dated another girl like Tiffany? What if he even ended up having sex with Tiffany, but he discovered how much better it was with you because of it."

"Like that would happen," she said sarcastically. "You just told me Eric was drooling all over Tiffany's tits."

I wouldn't have used the word drooling, but it was possible Eric would have the opportunity to drool on Tiffany's tits.

"There's a lot more to a girl that tits," I informed. "I like Sara and you best and you have the smallest tits."

"You do?" she said sounding surprised.

"Yeah, I do."

There was short silence until Erin said, "I don't love you like I love Eric."

"I know and I accept it." It was a little bit of a lie, but I knew I had to accept what I could not change.

"Good."

"So... ?" I asked.

"What?"

"Will you talk to Eric?"

"Yeah," she said sounding sad. "I'll tell him I noticed him looking at Tiffany and tell him he should ask her out. I didn't like him looking at her on the golf course, but I didn't think he really was interested."

"Thanks, Erin," I said with lifted spirits. "I owe you a mind-blowing pussy eating."

"Four orgasms in a row," she countered.

"I can't go that long," I protested.

"Those are my terms," she teased.

"I better get my rest."

Eric called the next day.

"Hey, Andy. Remember you talked about possibly introducing me to Tiffany?" My attention turned on. "I was wondering if you could do that."

"Sure," I replied happily. "I'll call Tiffany and let her know there is a nice guy I'd like her to meet."

I called Tiffany as soon as I hung up with Eric. I reached her voice mail and she didn't call back until that evening.

I gave Tiffany my best spiel about Eric.

"So you're trying to set me up on a date with him?" she asked when I was done.

"Yeah, I guess. I thought you would have fun together. As you know, he's a golfer too."

"I don't care if he's a golfer. I told you that I wanted you because of you and not because you're a golfer."

"Right, right," I quickly covered my forgetfulness. "He just mentioned that he thinks you're pretty and I thought ... maybe you would like to go out with him."

"I don't know..." she said. "He's the guy with the light brown hair, right?"

"Yeah, like Erin." I knew Tiffany knew who he was.

"My Dad's calling me," she abruptly said. "I have to go."

"Okay. Bye. I love you."

"I love you, too," she said.

I called Eric with the disappointing news. He handled it pretty well.

At golf practice on Monday, I noticed that when the girls and boys were in visual range of each other Eric would frequently look over at Tiffany. He was rejected but he was still interested.

Before going over to Laura's house for some fun, I stopped to talk to the guys and Coach Sanders.

After a couple of minutes, I was talking to Eric alone.

Eric said quietly, "I know Tiffany said 'no', but I can't help but look at her. She's so pretty."

"I noticed you looking," I said.

"You did?" he responded a little alarmed.

"I don't think anyone else did."

"Hi!" greeted Tiffany's voice.

We both turned toward her.

"Uh ... hi," Eric said nervously.

Tiffany kissed my check then said to Eric, "So you're Erin's brother."

"Uh ... yeah," Eric said.

"You're cute."

"Thanks."

Damn! Was he blushing? Eric?

Tiffany said, "I couldn't help but look over at you on the golf course."

"You did?" I answered instead. I didn't notice and I was with her.

Tiffany continued, "Maybe we could go out to McDonald's or some place sometime?"

"Yeah," Eric said with a growing fire in his eyes.

"How about tonight?" she asked.

"Tonight?" Eric responded. I could almost see his mind evaluating what was happening in his life tonight. "Sure!"

"I'll pick you up at six, okay?"

"Yeah."

"Great!" Tiffany said before walking off.

I put up my hand to receive Eric's high five. He slapped it with such enthusiasm that it stung my hand.

Erin went home with Eric. Tiffany dropped Sara and Laura and me at Laura's house and said she'd pick me up on her way to pick up Eric.

Laura had a bad day of practice so she didn't qualify for extra activity, but with Erin's decision to go home I decided to let Laura be a part of the fun. It was Laura's suggestion for each girl to spend individual time with me and she had Sara go first. Laura waited in the living room while Sara and I used her bed. I was very excited to be alone with Sara.

I wrapped my arms around Sara from behind. I put my hands under her shirt and rubbed her tummy. She sighed softly and leaned backed into me. I kissed her neck and slowly moved my hands up. Sara pulled away enough so she could reach behind her back and undo her bra. She leaned back into me. I replaced her bra cups with the cup of my hands.