Empty Nest: Chapter 116

“Same dif.” Julie says. “You’re mine now.”

With no warning at all she bends down, wraps an arm around my leg, thrusts her shoulder into my gut then hoists me up over her shoulder!

“Heyyyy!”

“Oh Lord!” Heather hurries inside leaving the door open behind her. “If you two are going to roughhouse bring it in here. Don’t need the neighbors asking more questions than they already are.”

Being oh so helpful Briana steps forward to hold the outside screen door open as well. “After you.”

“Thank ya very much.” Julie says before marching into the house with me wriggling on her shoulder. “Quit struggling.” She swats my ass. “This is for your own good.”

“You said you’d be gentle!”

“I never!” She retorts. “I just said I wouldn’t dislocate your shoulder. Ha!”

Slumped over her shoulder like a sack of spuds I cross my arms in an upside down sulk. Despite my performative objections I was actually loving every second of this.

Picking up on the fun I was having Heather just smiles and shakes her head. “I will leave the tomfoolery to you then.” Waggling her finger she says. “Don’t break anything.”

“We won’t.” Julie says like a bratty kid up to no good.

“And DON’T hurt my man.”

“Of course not.” Julie slaps my butt again. “He’ll be like a new man once I’m done with him.”

“I happen to like the old one.” She comes around to lean down and give me a smooch. “Enjoy your massage, lover.”

“Enjoy it? I’ll be lucky to survive!”

“He’s so cute.” Heather pinches my cheek. “Well, Briana, looks like it’s just you and me. Would you like a tea or coffee or something?” Heather sets down the picnic stuff on the table.

“Erm.” Briana pauses. I peer around Julie’s hip to see the Irishwoman looking coy. “Would it be too forward to ask…to watch the, erm, tomfoolery?”

“Watch?”

Putting up her hands Briana hurries to add. “Not askin to touch your boyo, Madam. Just, erm, never got to see one in the all together.” She glances down at me peeking out from Julie’s hip. “Not up close. Not…close enough to smell.”

“Ha ha ha! Hell yeah!” Julie hoots. “The more the merrier. I could use some help with this cutie. He’s a feisty one.”

“Elliot?” Heather turns to look at me.

“Uh…yeah, sure.” I smile to our attractive guest. “Bri can watch. If she wants.”

Heather chuckles and rolls her eyes. “Men! Very well. I should go down to check on the shop anyway.”

“Yer not stayin?”

“Oh no.” Heather says. “Elliot’s adventures are his own, as long as I get him back in the end safe and sound.”

“Don’t you worry about a thing, Cousin Heather.” Julie says while giving my right buttock a rub, her fingers jamming deep between my cheeks. “He’s in good hands with MEEEEE!” Julie shrieks as I sink my teeth into the top of her ass. “You little son of a…!” With Briana chortling at our antics Julie smacks my ass harder than ever then spins around, causing my head to miss one of the dining room chairs by mere inches.

Looking up to Heather as I’m carried away I wave. “Pray for meeee!”

With a big ol belly laugh she blows me a kiss. “Have fun, baby!”

At first I thought we were headed for spare bedroom but on entering the hall we take a sharp right turn and march into the washroom. In the dark Julie holds me with impressive strength and balance as she peels the runners from my feet and launches them back out the door.

“Hey!” I say as I watch my sneaker scuff the wall opposite the washroom door. “I’m gonna have clean that.”

“Whoops!” Julie laughs.

After pulling off one sock and then the other she plonks me down still otherwise dressed in the bathtub.

“I thought I was getting a massage.” I say.

“You will.” She replies. “First we hit the showers.”

“We!?”

Out the open door I hear the front door open and close again. It was Heather leaving me to my frisky fun. Quiet as a shadow Briana shifts into view just beyond the washroom door. There, with only one blue eye peeking around the frame, she just stands and stares. I shoot her a wink though I doubt she even saw it given the light was still off.

Julie steps into the tub behind me. Wrapping her arms around me she pulls me in tight and nuzzles deep into my neck for a good long sniff. At my ass I feel her passion grow.

“Fuuuuck, you smell so fucking good.” Julie growls. Hooking her fingers under my sweaty shirt she lifts it up and off of me. After wadding it up for another sniff of her own she tosses it Briana’s way. “Check it out.”

Not expecting the throw Briana misses the initial toss. After a sheepish look down at my shirt she picks it up to give it a snoot. “Ohhhh.”

“Right?” Julie says, her hands sliding up and down my chest and stomach. “Heather sure can pick’em. Wanna hit the light and fan?”

Reaching in and around Briana’s slender hand slides along the wall until it finds the switches and turns them on. She then pulls her hand back. Except for that hand just now she had not yet entered the room, seemingly content with her hallway vantage point.

“Thanks, Bri.” Julie says. “You joining?”

“No! No.” Bri says softly, her intense gaze never leaving my exposed torso. “I’ll just…watch. See how it’s done, ya know?”

“Your call.” Julie spins me to the wall and pins me there with an arm across my chest. She then surprises me with a hard kiss to my lips!

“Mm!”

“Mmmm.” She hums as her tongue forces its way into my mouth to swirl around. Leaning her weight into me she gives me the hardest and most aggressive kiss I’d ever had! After a few seconds she pulls back and smacks her lips. “Tasty.”

“You’re a hell of a kisser!” I gasp. “But not on the lips. That’s only for Heather.”

“Oh, shit.” She slaps my chest. “Sorry, Elliot.”

“Whoo! I think you loosened a filling!”

“HA! I only got one but it’ll be one to remember.”

Grabbing her loose jersey I begin to lift. She is only too happy to lift her arms and let me pull it off of her. I had barely gotten it off of her when she is already peeling out of her snug sports bra. We both stop to admire her rack.

“Nice tits.” I say, filling my hands with them and squeezing them tight.

“I know it.” She presses them harder into my palms as she flicks my nipples. “Yours ain’t so bad either.”

We stand quiet a moment, ogling and groping the each other’s body. On a whim I pull back and…whap…give her right titty a little slap.

“Ooo!” Julie’s blue eyes widen excitedly. “Whose massaging who here?”

“Want me to kiss it better?”

“Actually…yeah!” Grabbing my hair she pulls me down to mash my face into the boob I’d bopped. “Suck it, bitch!”

Right away I begin to kiss it and suck it and run my tongue around it the taut nipple. “Nnngh.”

“Yeah, baby. That’s it.” She sighs while stroking herself through her shorts as her other hand claws at my sweaty flesh. “Better do the other one now. It’s gettin lonely.”

Whap!

“Ooo!”

“Nnngh!”

“Mmmm!”

I stand up and look her in the eyes. “Better?”

“Much!”

“SSSSS!” I hiss as she pinches my nip hard between knuckle and thumb. The pain is quickly followed by a soothing wet mouth wrapping around my nip. “Ohhhh.” I sigh, running my fingers through her dirty blonde locks.

“Mmm.” She hums as she sucks my nipple hard, her tongue flicking and probing as she did. With a loud…pop…she releases the pec and flicks my nipple with one last whip of her tongue. “Tasty!”

We look at each other…and laugh. Being with Julie was such fun. She was like having a bro with benefits but with a pretty face and all the squishy bits you’d ever want in a partner. I was also loving the unrestrained way she handled me and the way I could handle her. It had me wondering what she was like in the sack. Back on the field Mateo had quipped that he was sure that ‘that’s a bitch that can bang’ and I was thinking he was right on the money. It was true that I was yearning some softness coming off the field but now that I was in Julie’s rambunctious clutches I was down for some rowdiness. Besides, a bit of ‘roughhousing’ would make Heather’s eventual snuggles feel all the better when they came.

We’re just about to continue undressing each other when this eerie sense washes over us. That feeling of…being watched. Slowly Julie and I turn our heads toward the silent figure lurking in the hallway. Bri stands as still as a statue with her bright blue eyes wide, her cheeks pink with blush and an obvious stiffy tenting her trousers.

“C-Carry on.” Bri croaks in a dry voice as she fades back a little. “N-Never mind me. I’m not even here. I’m not even here.”

Julie and I look back at each other and laugh all over again.

Chapter 117