Discussions and kissing lessons.
Chapter 38
It's Perfectly Natural

Jeff woke in the morning to see Brit's face smiling down at him. She was lying on top of him again, her chin resting in her hands and her elbows on the bed beside him, her face just staring at him. He grabbed her and hugged her, then gently pushed her off of him. As before, she kissed him lightly on the lips, and he made his way to the bathroom. He was beginning to wonder about those kisses. Were they innocent, or was there something more to them?

After showering, he entered his room again, where Brit was still lying on the bed. She hopped up and slipped past him into the bathroom.

A few minutes later, they made their way down to breakfast, where Allison and Greg both sat at the dining room table. Apparently Rachael wasn't up yet. Jeff took a seat, and Brit plopped down on his lap. Greg and Allison chuckled.

"Okay, what's up with you two?" asked Greg, but he kept the smile on his face.

"What do you mean?" Brit asked him.

"Before we left to take Lissa to school, you two were at each other's throats. Now we come back, and you're sitting on his lap every chance you get. What happened?"

"Why, can't a little sister sit on her big brother's lap if she wants?"

"Sure you can. I'm just curious."

Brit and Jeff glanced at each other. In truth, there wasn't just one reason for it. The incident with the photos, the storm, sleeping together, that shower... no, Jeff decided, that had nothing to do with it. But that was more self-delusion than anything.

"Oh, we might as well tell them," said Brit. Jeff had a sudden moment of panic. Just how much was she willing to reveal?

"It happened Saturday when Crystal came over," she continued, and Jeff's panic spiked. She wouldn't dare!

"Maybe we shouldn't be telling them about this," he said.

"Oh, Jeff, don't be embarrassed. You acted heroically."

Heroically? That was probably the last word he would use to describe his actions.

"Saturday afternoon we decided to go down to the park," said Brit, and relief filled Jeff. Whatever she was about to say was a lie. He didn't exactly like the idea of lying to Allison and his dad, but in this case, it was much better than the truth.

"Since we weren't allowed to drive, we had to walk. On the way back, we were almost hit by a car," Brit continued.

"You what?" Greg exclaimed, shocked.

"Yeah. It was some drunk guy swerving all over the road. He almost hit me, but Jeff pushed me out of the way, and he got hit instead."

Suddenly Jeff realized she had gone too far. Her little fantasy was harmless; maybe she had dreamt up this idea last night when they were sitting together on the couch. Her questions certainly suggested she looked up to him with perhaps a kind of hero worship. But how could he be just sitting here calmly if he had just gotten hit by a car a couple of days before? He decided he had better play along so he could cover it.

"I wouldn't exactly say he hit me," he explained, trying to sound casual. "I fell over, but that was just from the draft and being off-balance from pushing Brit out of the way."

"Well did you get the license number?" asked Allison. "That's still a hit and run."

"No, unfortunately," Jeff said before Brit could add anything to the fantasy. "I was more worried about seeing that the girls were okay. Especially with Brit crying the way she was."

"I was not crying!" she insisted.

"Well, you were about to. I think she was scared half to death."

"I wasn't either scared. I just... I just thought you had been hit, that's all."

"Well anyway," Jeff continued, "I didn't want you guys to worry, so I told Brit and Crystal we shouldn't mention it, not that I really expected Brit to be able to keep a secret," he added, flashing her an accusing yet playful look. "And in case you're wondering, I already decided that we're not going to walk to the park any more."

"Absolutely right," said Greg. "I'm glad you were both okay. I don't know what I would have done if I had lost either of you two."

"So I realized that despite all the teasing," said Brit, "Jeff really does love me after all. He's the best brother a girl could ever have." She threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly.

"And I had been missing Lissa all day," Jeff added. "So when I realized that I might have lost my other sister, and how much it would hurt me if she had been... well... I don't think I could bear to lose Brit like that."

Brit beamed as he said that, enjoying the flattery.

This was actually a perfect opportunity to preemptively defuse certain situations that might arise in the future. "Brit was so shaken up over the incident for the rest of the day that I let her sleep in my bed Saturday night. You know, like we used to do sometimes when we were kids." That would help later if Allison or their father ever caught them sleeping together. "So after that, I think she finally got it through her head that I'm not going to give her some fatal disease if she touches me," he joked.

"No, actually I just realized that after sleeping with him, I had probably already caught it, so there's no point in avoiding him any more, is there?" she shot back.

Jeff laughed. "Okay, you win that round," he said, "but you forgot about my secret weapon." He then tickled her sides. She squealed and hopped up off his lap.

The others joined in the laughter then.

"Well, you don't know how good it feels to see you two getting along finally," Greg smiled. "And Jeff, I'm proud of you for protecting my little angel."

"Oh, Daddy," she grinned, grabbing him around the neck and kissing his cheek. Then she sat down in a chair across from Jeff where he couldn't reach her to tickle her.

"So Jeff, Allison and I were talking," said Greg. "Since you're suddenly so mature and looking after your sister so well, we both agree that next time Allison and I go out, and if Kari's father agrees, you're allowed to invite her over. But only if Crystal comes over too. I'm still not sure I like the thought of you and Kari alone in the house together, but as long as there are four of you, it should be okay."

Jeff was very pleased with that idea. He wondered if Brit would be open to the idea of watching again, this time with both the Williams girls and him.

"But this privilege comes with a condition," Greg added. "It's because I like to see you and Brit getting along. So the privilege will be revoked the next time you make her cry."

"Excellent!" said Brit. "Now I can get him to do everything I want just by threatening to cry."

"And you are not to take advantage of this, young lady," Allison told her. "Trust me. I can tell when a girl's tears are real."

"But can't I make him be my slave just a little bit?" she teased.

"Sure you can," said Allison with a wink. "You just have to find another way, that's all."

"And I guess that ends my days of torturing her," Jeff shrugged. "Do you know anyone who wants to buy a set of hot iron pokers? Looks like I won't have much use for mine any more."

"I'll buy them," said Brit with a mischievous grin.

"I'd melt them down for scrap metal before I'd sell them to you!" he said.

"Daddy!" she whined. "Jeff won't sell me his torture devices! I think I'm going to cry."

A week ago, Jeff would have gotten mad over that kind of teasing from her, but now he just laughed with the others. Maybe his dad was right. Maybe this was what it meant to be mature. And he suddenly realized, maturity didn't have to mean getting all boring after all. In fact, it could actually be pretty fun. He was certainly enjoying Brit a lot more since he had adopted this attitude. She was still a little brat, but she was a cute little brat, and it really didn't bother him any more.

For the rest of the meal the conversation centered on the latest gossip from school. Kayla Fallon's sister was the new student body president at the high school. Mr. Nelson, Brit's homeroom teacher, had just gotten custody of his daughter Kimmy, so she was now attending the junior high, and in fact sat next to Brit in class. Steve Ross was taking Physics even though he hated science, and rumor had it that it was because he had a crush on Miss Walker, the science teacher. Not that he could be blamed; the same could be said about most of the boys at the high school. Jeff would have fallen into that category except that his fantasies had always been taken up by Kari and Allison, so there wasn't room for one more.

After breakfast they finished getting ready, and Allison drove them to school. Jeff entered the building and headed for his locker to retrieve his books for his first class. He spotted Kari down the hall standing and talking with a group of her friends from the volleyball team.

"Hi Kari," said Jeff, walking up to her.

"Oh, hi, Jeff!" she beamed. "How was your weekend? I suppose it was a pain babysitting my bratty little sister." She said the last with a knowing look in her eye.

"Oh, she wasn't too bad." That was more than a slight understatement.

"I don't know how you survived with two of them to gang up on you."

Jeff couldn't suppress a laugh. Her description was more accurate than she realized.

"Actually, Brit's starting to grow up. She's not nearly as bad as she used to be. I think Crystal is too."

"Well, Crystal told me all about it," said Kari with a grin. That wasn't surprising, and at least he knew now where things stood with Kari. Apparently she didn't mind.

"I deny everything," he said facetiously.

"So can I come over this Saturday?"

"I wish you could," he replied, "but my family's going camping. But next Saturday's free."

"Oh, that's too bad, because next Saturday the team was going to get together and do some extra practicing."

"Well, we may have to call the whole thing off," said Tracy, the captain of the volleyball team. "We can't find a court for that day. The basketball team is going to be using the gym, and we can't use the outdoor courts because they're re-seeding the grass, so the whole thing will be closed for at least two weeks."

"Doesn't Jeff's house have a volleyball court?" asked Jenny.

"That's right," said Jeff. "It's just sand, but it's perfectly usable." Actually, he was more than happy to have them come over. While it probably meant he wouldn't have any time alone with Kari, it did mean that he'd be surrounded by a bunch of girls, all of which were quite good-looking.

"Really?" asked Tracy. "Would you mind if we came over and used it?"

"I wouldn't mind, but I'll have to ask my Dad. He and my stepmom are going to be out of town. My aunt's visiting right now, and they'll be driving her back home. They'll be gone all Saturday and Sunday."

"Oh, well so much for that idea," said Kari.

"What's wrong?" asked Tracy.

"His dad's really prudish. I'm surprised he'd even let me go over when he's not there, much less a bunch of teenage girls. He'd probably worry about us all getting into some kind of wild orgy with Jeff."

The girls laughed.

"Well let's not count it out just yet," said Jenny. "Jeff, could you at least ask your Dad?"

"Sure," he shrugged. "But I'll doubt he'll give us permission to have a wild orgy."

"No, I meant letting us come over to your house to practice volleyball," she laughed.

"Dang!" he said in mock disappointment.

"But I like what you were thinking," she said with a grin and a wink.

"Okay, Jenny, stop flirting with my boyfriend," Kari said, but with a smile on her face.

"I flirt with everyone else's boyfriend, so why not yours?"

Kari rolled her eyes, then turned back to address Jeff.

"And don't forget the study group tomorrow," she said. Jeff nodded. They had started up this study group at the beginning of the school year with Kari, Jeff, Kari's friends Kayla and Vanessa, and Jeff's friend Rick. Kari had been inspired by Allison's private tutoring a couple of years ago, and so they had all agreed to help each other out with anything they had difficulty with, so that they wouldn't have to suffer through the whole school year like Kari had done with math. They had gotten permission to use one of the classrooms after school every Tuesday. Allison agreed to let Jeff borrow her car so that he had a way to get home after studying.

He spent the rest of the day mostly daydreaming through his classes. He hadn't had much time to see Rachael last night, so he was eager to spend a little more time with her. Not that he would ever take things to the same level that he did that first time she had come over to babysit him; even if he had a chance to get her alone, he would never go behind Kari's back.

Surprisingly, he found himself wanting to spend time with Brit as well. That was something he had never expected, but he realized that he had really enjoyed his time with her all weekend. A change had come over both of them, but so far it seemed for the better.

After school he boarded the bus and sat down next to Brit. They talked and joked and teased on the way home, but somehow they managed to keep from slipping into an argument. Not once did they even hint at fighting, and by the time they walked in the front door, they were smiling and laughing like the best of friends.

Jeff was immediately hit by Rachael, who basically threw herself at him as soon as she saw him, wrapping her arms around him in a bear hug and almost knocking him over. Then she hugged Brit as well.

"Hey, stop attacking my kids!" Allison grinned from her position on the couch in the front room.

"Auntie Rachael is just happy to see them," Rachael replied. "I didn't get much chance to talk to you last night," she told them. "And you were asleep the whole time, Brit. I doubt you even knew I was there."

"I remember waking up for just a second and seeing you," she replied. "I'm sorry I wasn't more sociable."

"That's okay," Rachael laughed. "I'm usually that way that time of night too."

That's not exactly true, Jeff thought with a grin.

"You know, I was right about you," Rachael told Brit.


"When I babysat you a couple of years ago, I just knew you were going to turn into a hottie."

Brit blushed at the words, but Rachael just giggled. "Oh, no need to be embarrassed," she said. "It's true, isn't it, Jeff?"

"What?" he asked. "Oh, I suppose so."

"See?" Rachael grinned. "Even Jeff thinks you're hot."

"I didn't mean it like that!" he exclaimed, and suddenly both Primdale children were bright red.

Rachael laughed and hugged them both. "Mission accomplished. I've managed to embarrass you both thirty seconds after seeing you."

The three of them headed into the living room to sit down and catch up on old times. They talked and laughed and, at least in Rachael's case, flirted. Jeff was determined not to let it bother him, and managed to laugh off all of her comments. She really hadn't changed much since he had last seen her. She looked a little older, but not by much, and her mannerisms were exactly the same as before. He found himself remembering that babysitting episode with fondness, especially the first night. Maybe he could find some way to get her alone some time while she was there. But no, he couldn't do that to Kari. Unless of course, he asked Kari for permission first. She had let him sleep with Crystal after all... Unfortunately, he couldn't think of any obvious opportunity coming up, so he had to abandon his fantasy.

About an hour later, Allison headed into the kitchen to prepare dinner. With their chaperone gone, Rachael became a little more physical, and pretty soon Jeff found himself wrestling on the floor with the girls and laughing as they tried to pin him. When Allison appeared again in the room, Rachael immediately sat up and wore a guilty look on her face.

"I wasn't trying to fool around with Jeff," she said with a grin. "And I certainly wasn't trying to seduce him. No sir."

Allison just rolled her eyes and walked back to the kitchen.

Greg arrived home a little later, and his seriousness toned down their friskiness quite a bit. When Allison announced that supper was ready, they all retired to the dining room.

When they sat down to dinner, Jeff decided to bring up the subject of the volleyball team.

"So Dad," he said. "I asked Kari if she wanted to come over next weekend, and she was wondering if she could bring the rest of the volleyball team over to practice."

Greg put down his fork and looked at him. He sat there for almost thirty seconds, as if considering. Jeff felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze.

"I promise I won't let them break anything," Jeff finally said.

"Oh, I'm not concerned with that," his father replied.

"Then I can do it?" asked Jeff.

"I don't know. I'm not exactly happy about the idea of a bunch of teenage girls alone in the house with you."

"Is that what you're worried about?" asked Allison. "I suppose it does seem a little inappropriate."

This didn't sound good. He had known that his dad would have some hesitation, but he figured Allison would probably be on his side, and might help to convince Dad. Unfortunately, it sounded like it wasn't going to happen after all.

"On the other hand," Allison added, putting an arm on Greg's shoulder, "you did tell him that he was allowed to invite Kari over."

"But not with a dozen of her friends."

"Well none of us seems to want to come right out and say it," said Allison, "so I might as well be the one. Greg dear, you're worried about Jeff taking advantage of some of the girls, right?"

"What? Oh, maybe just a little."

"Well, Jeff's already got a girlfriend, and she's going to be there. I doubt he's going to do anything with any of the others with her watching."

Jeff smiled inwardly. Actually, Kari would probably not be opposed to the idea at all, considering how much she liked to watch.

"Which leaves only Kari herself," Allison continued. "And I think it's more likely for him to find some time alone with her if there are only Brit and Crystal there. Since you're not opposed to that, I would think you wouldn't be opposed to having the whole volleyball team over."

"I suppose you're right," Greg said. "All right Jeff. I'm going to trust you this time, and I expect you to earn it."

"Thanks Dad," he said.

"And while I think of it, they're not to use the pool. Both because I don't want you alone with a bunch of girls with swimsuits unless there's an adult to chaperone, and because I don't want to take the chance of an accident happening."

Jeff could have brought up the fact that one of the girls, Shelly, had worked as a lifeguard during the summer, but he figured he was already lucky that his dad was letting them come over, and didn't want to push it.

"That's fine," he said instead.

After dinner Rachael fished a deck of cards out of her purse and the whole family played games all evening. Some of the games could be played by any number of players, but there was one that required exactly four. Brit offered to be on Jeff's team, and surprisingly, they didn't fight once.

Eventually, Greg announced that it was time for bed. Grumbling and whining, the children made their way upstairs. Greg headed to his room while the two sisters retired to Rachael's room to talk for a while.

He sat in bed reading until Allison came in and began to undress. He watched her with surprisingly little interest; his mind was elsewhere at the moment.

"I wonder what's gotten into the kids lately," he said.

"Isn't it obvious?" asked Allison. "Brit's got a crush on Jeff."

"What? But that's--"

"Perfectly natural for a girl her age," Allison interrupted. "You know me. I've spent more time around teenagers than anyone in this family. And I took some teenage psychology classes back in college, so I know the types of things that go on in their minds. The truth is that a lot of girls fall in love with their brothers at that age."

"Well, we have to put a stop to it."


"Because that's... well, that's incest."

"It would be if anything came of it. But you know Jeff would never hurt her. So what's going to happen? She's going to be a little extra affectionate with him for a while. Maybe a few weeks, maybe a few months, maybe even a year. Just keep your jealousy under control and things will be fine."


"Yes, jealousy. I'm not talking about the kind of jealousy you would have if you caught me with another man. I just mean that for a while, Jeff's going to be her favorite guy in this house, not you. And you're going to notice the difference. You're going to want things back the way they were. That's what I mean by jealousy. But this is just a stage, and it will pass. Let her explore it naturally. A little flirting on her part won't hurt anything, and we can always jump in if things get out of hand, but don't worry about it in the mean time."

"But shouldn't we at least talk to them about it?"

"No, we shouldn't. If this is Britney's first love, then embarrassing her like that could be emotionally damaging to her. They'll be fine, I promise."

"All right. But I'm going to keep an eye on them."

"Good. I think it's wonderful that they have a father like you to look after them."


The next day as Allison and Rachael relaxed in the hot tub (naked of course) while the kids were at school and Greg was at work, Allison decided to bring up the subject.

"Rachael, I think I need your help," she said.

"You need my help?" Rachael teased. "What would you need my help for? You're the one living on easy street. Did I ever mention I'm jealous?"

"Just because I thought of it first," Allison laughed.

"Just give it a few more years and I might find a millionaire of my own. Let's see... Jeff should be old enough by then..."

"How awkward would that be, to have my sister as a daughter-in-law," grinned Allison. "But it wouldn't work anyway. I'd still get the family fortune."

"Yes, but then I'd just have to find a way to bump off you and dear old Dad, then it would all be mine." At this, Rachael gave a maniacal laugh.

"Well, I know I'm just signing my death warrant here, but the help I need just happens to coincide with your fiendish plan."

"Does Jeff need another babysitter?" she asked eagerly.

"Actually, this has to do with Brit."

"Really? I remember she was adorable at eleven, but now she's turned into a sexy little vixen. Of course, I don't think I've ever been with a thirteen-year-old girl before. At least, not since I was thirteen myself."

"You're such a slut, Rachael."

"Hey, you're the one who brought her up. If you don't want me to fuck her, what do you want me to do?"

"Calm your hormones. Your job is just to create the right atmosphere."

"Atmosphere for what?"

"I think you've seen the way Brit and Jeff have been acting toward each other."

"Yeah, they act like brother and sister."

"Actually, I was thinking they act more like boyfriend and girlfriend."

"Wait. What are you saying? You think they're fooling around behind your back?"

"No, and that's the problem. Jeff still thinks of her as his sister, but I think our little Britney is in love with her brother."

Rachael was silent for a minute, but Allison could almost sense her excitement. Rachael had always enjoyed trying new experiences. And this was one she had never experienced first hand. No doubt she would jump at the chance to live it vicariously through the children.

"Remember how we used to have fun like that?" asked Rachael.

"We still do," Allison grinned.

"We should get together again some time. But in the mean time, I take it you want me to play matchmaker with Brit and Jeff, like you did with Greg and Lissa?"

"That's not the same thing. With Greg and Lissa, we were just having fun. But, basically, yes. Just don't let on that you suspect anything, and definitely don't mention this conversation."

"All right. Leave it to me. You know, Allison, sometimes I don't understand you. You call me a slut, and yet you're the one living out your perverted fantasies with your new family. You're really going to fuck them up."

"I don't think so. They're just a little repressed. A little forbidden sex may be just what they need to loosen up. You would be amazed at the change that's come over Jeff since you helped him out a couple of years ago. Brit just needs a little of the same thing. I think the best thing for her is to lose her virginity to someone who loves her deeply, and it sounds like she's already made her choice."

"All right, since it's for a good cause, I guess I can help you out."

Allison laughed. "I've never known you to do something for a good cause. You're just agreeing to do this because you want another shot with Jeff."

"All part of my evil plan. Call it my payment if you want."

"Well, I don't know how eager Jeff will be. He's got himself a real girlfriend now. All I can promise is that if he's willing, I won't discourage him."

"And Britney too."


"I just want the same promise, that's all. If she's willing, you won't discourage her."

Allison thought about it for a moment. She really had nothing against the idea of women making love to one another. She had done so herself several times. But Britney might not be so open to such a thing. Still, that was for Brit to decide herself.

"Okay, fine," she conceded. "But I'm not going to encourage her, either."

"Fair enough. So you just need to invent some excuse for leaving me alone with them, and I'll work my magic."

"I was thinking this weekend would be a good time."

"When we're camping? Not much privacy."

"You don't like camping anyway, so you won't mind if I figure out some way to leave the kids home and just have Greg and me go."

"Sounds like a plan," Rachael smiled.


Tuesday was much the same as Monday for Jeff. He continued to harbor fantasies of Rachael, especially now that he had visited with her and found her every bit as flirtatious as she had been previously. And of course, he savored his newfound friendship with his sister, and wanted to spend as much time with her as possible.

They ended up having to cancel the study group, because Rick, Vanessa, and Kayla all had other plans. That left only Jeff and Kari. Since the two of them often studied together anyway, it seemed kind of pointless to stay after school, so they agreed to just cancel it for the day. Kari did mention that she had a couple of questions in her Economics class that she wanted to go over with him, but since it would only take a few minutes, they decided to do it over at her house. As soon as the last bell rang, they walked out to his car. They climbed in, and Jeff pulled out of the parking lot to head for her home.

Mr. Williams was watching television when they arrived. He greeted Jeff with a warm smile and a firm handshake, and Kari explained that they were going to do a little studying. They headed into the kitchen and opened their books.

Kari was a little confused with the whole concept of supply and demand, so Jeff had to explain it to her. He couldn't claim to be an expert, but between the two of them, fifteen minutes later they both seemed to have a reasonable grasp of it. Kari asked him if he wanted to stay a little longer, but he said that since his aunt was visiting, he wanted to spend time visiting with her. So Kari walked him out to his car, where he gave her a kiss and then climbed in to drive back home.

When he opened the front door of his house, he suddenly froze. Allison and Brit sat on the couch, but as soon as the door opened they quickly pulled apart, both growing red with embarrassment. Jeff simply stood there in shock. For only an instant, he had seen what they were doing. They had been kissing!

"I thought you weren't supposed to be back until later," said Allison. Jeff just continued to stare.

Allison sighed. "Okay, I guess you caught us. Close the door and I'll explain everything."

Jeff nodded dumbly, then closed the front door and walked over to them.

"Have a seat," Allison said, motioning toward the easy chair across from the couch. Jeff plopped down, still in shock from what he had seen.

"It's really very simple," Allison said. "Brit, as you're no doubt aware, is starting to get interested in boys. She came to me with a simple question."

"About kissing?" asked Jeff.

"Exactly," Allison replied.

"I wanted to know..." Brit interrupted. "I wanted to know if it's okay for girls to practice kissing with each other."

"What?" asked Jeff, startled.

"Crystal and I did it once this summer," she explained.

"You did?" he asked, even more startled than he was before.

"It's okay, Jeff," said Allison. "I'll tell you what I told her. Girls practice kissing with their girlfriends all the time. Really, there's nothing unusual about it at all. It's just about learning something intimate with someone you trust."

Jeff relaxed a little. He had heard that somewhere, but he wasn't really sure whether he believed it. Maybe it was true after all.

Allison laughed. "Okay, I can imagine how this looked. But Brit was curious. She wanted to try it with someone else to see if there was a difference, so I offered to let her practice with me."

Jeff nodded. Probably what they had been doing was perfectly harmless, if what Allison had said was true. And he had no reason to believe otherwise.

"So where's Rachael?" he asked, deciding to change the subject.

"Out back, swimming," Allison replied. "I'd suggest we all go join her, but I just had a great idea."


"It's a little different when two girls kiss as opposed to when a girl kisses a boy. I was showing Brit the basics, but for her to really learn, she needs someone of the male persuasion. We just didn't happen to have one present. Now that you've come home, though, that works out nicely."

"You want me to... to kiss my own sister?" he asked, stunned.

"Just for practice. Come on. Brit needs to know what it feels like to kiss a boy. I'm afraid I'm not much help there. I've got lips at least, but I'm missing some of the other equipment," she grinned.

"No," he stated. "That's just... wrong."

Allison just looked at him for a minute, not saying anything. He felt uncomfortable in her gaze, as if she could read all his thoughts. Brit was too young, and besides, she was his sister! He couldn't just kiss her like that. There was something else, as well. Seeing the two of them together brought back memories of those pictures of Allison and Lissa. Was it really just as innocent as practicing, or did Allison have other things in mind? Brit had seen those pictures too; in fact she had been repulsed by them. She would certainly not let herself be seduced by Allison, would she? Suddenly Jeff felt something toward Allison he had never felt before: anger. It was different with Lissa. Lissa was older than him, and could take care of herself. But this was his little sister!

"Actually, there's probably a better way to do this," said Allison, but Jeff didn't want to hear it.

"Never mind," he growled.

Allison was taken aback. It was the first time she had ever been less than in complete control around him. Now her eyes opened in shock. There was something else there. Doubt? Worry? Maybe his anger had given rise to a suspicion in her. Maybe she was beginning to wonder whether he had seen those pictures. And just maybe she had a guilty conscience.

"I was thinking..." she stammered. "I was thinking it might be more appropriate to show Brit first."

Instantly the anger swept away as the implications of what she said hit him. He couldn't believe... Did she really mean...? His heart pounded in his chest; the mere possibility was overwhelming.

"I think you should kiss me first," Allison clarified, and Jeff nearly passed out. It was true! Allison, the most beautiful woman in the world, was asking him to kiss her!

"And then once Brit sees how it's done, you let her practice."

Immediately, his libido came to a screeching halt. So that was the catch. He could kiss Allison, but only if he kissed Brit afterward. Never had he had a more difficult choice to make. The temptation was there, very clear, beckoning to him. But the consequences!

It wasn't that he didn't find Brit attractive. The truth was that she was downright sexy. And he had even seen her naked, even touched her, although that had been a mistake. He couldn't deny that he had had some inappropriate thoughts about her, but there was still that stigma of incest. He didn't know if he could bring himself to kiss her like he kissed his girlfriend.

"I don't know," he said. "Maybe just having her see how it's done will be enough."

"Nonsense. You only learn by doing. There's no point in having her watch if she's not going to practice herself."

So there it was. Allison was giving him an ultimatum. Was it intentional? Did she really know how much he longed to kiss her?

Jeff turned to Brit. "You don't really want to practice... kissing... with your own brother, do you?"

"Why not?" she shrugged. "I need to learn with a boy, and I'd rather it be with someone I trust."

Jeff took a deep breath. So it came down to this. Well, it was just one time after all, and he had wanted to kiss Allison since he first laid eyes on her. For that opportunity, he was willing to make such a sacrifice.

"All right," he agreed.

"Good," smiled Allison. "Come here, Jeff, and sit down next to me."

Jeff did as he was told. Now that he had made his decision, he was eager to get on with it. Brit rose from the couch, then pulled a chair over so that she could watch them up close.

Allison turned to face him, and Jeff gazed into her beautiful face. He couldn't believe that this angel, this goddess, was actually going to kiss him! It was beyond belief.

"Now watch carefully, Brit," Allison said.

Time seemed to slow down for Jeff as she moved in, her hungry lips reaching for his own. One of her hands went to his head to draw him in to her. Their heads inclined slightly, then suddenly it happened. Their lips met and Jeff felt like he was dying. All the desires in his heart, all of his lust and passion came together in this one perfect moment. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in to him, joining their bodies in a tight embrace. She reciprocated by putting her arms on his shoulders and drawing him, if it were possible, even closer. Her tongue explored his mouth and he eagerly toyed with it with his own. He could feel her heart beating against his chest, and he realized from her quickened pulse that she was just as excited as he was. That thought inflamed his desire even more. He didn't want to stop. He couldn't stop! He was lost in a world of passion and lust, unable to control himself, not that he even wanted to. He wanted to go on, to take the kiss to the next level, to see this to the end, to take her in his arms and make love to her for the rest of eternity.

"I think I get the idea," said a voice from somewhere far away, on another planet or maybe another galaxy. Then he felt a tapping on his shoulder. The passion began to subside as the universe once more aligned into reality. Suddenly, Jeff realized that he was lying on top of Allison on the couch, who had her legs wrapped tightly around his hips.

She seemed as dazed as he was as she blinked up at Brit, who knelt beside them with a grin.

Hurriedly, Jeff sat back up straight. Allison took a bit longer to regain her composure, straightening out her clothes and hair, both of which had been mussed quite badly in the encounter.

"So," she said, trying unsuccessfully to sound nonchalant. "Now you see what a real kiss is like. Jeff, as it turns out, is quite the expert."

"Yes, I could see that," Brit commented, still grinning.

"Are there any questions?" Allison asked.

"Yeah, do you want me to leave you two alone for a while?" she teased.

"Don't be ridiculous. Anyway, now it's your turn." She stood up and let Brit take her place. Reluctantly, Jeff turned toward his sister. Well, he had agreed to this, and now he had to go through with it.

"Wait a minute," Allison interrupted. "Let's do this right. Jeff, put your arms around her waist."

Jeff nodded, and did as instructed.

"Britney, put your arms over his shoulders, and around his neck. This takes the kiss out of just the lips, and makes it a whole body thing. You don't get the full effect unless the entire body is involved."

Jeff nodded, then turned back to face his sister. She gazed up into his eyes with a childlike, innocent look. And yet there was something else in her big, deep blue eyes, a kind of longing, a kind of eagerness, a kind of love. He was suddenly stricken by how beautiful she was, in her own way. This delicate little girl was a sublime beauty. To be holding her like this actually felt surprisingly good. In that moment, he forgot all about his revulsion and discovered that he wanted to kiss her after all.

As their lips pressed together, he closed his eyes and let the feeling take him. This was quite a different experience from the kiss with Allison. With her it had been raw. It had been passionate. It had been lust-driven. But with Brit, it felt somehow more complete. Perhaps it was because he loved her so much, or perhaps because she was still innocent. But despite the forbidden nature of such an act, there was a surprising purity there, as if it had always been meant to be. He found himself floating in a sea of love for her, peaceful and serene, and for one moment, truly happy.

Then they drew apart, and Brit, her eyes still closed, sighed in pleasure. Slowly she opened them and gazed into his own with love and adoration. Jeff knew he must have the same look in his eyes, because he had exactly the same feelings.

"That was..." Allison breathed, awed by the sight. "That was... amazing. Brit, you're a natural, and Jeff, I know first hand that you're an expert, but together, you two... wow! I don't know when I've ever been so turned on by the sight of two people kissing before."

Brit giggled, breaking the mood. Reluctantly, Jeff let her go and sat back on the couch.

"It's too bad he's my brother," said Brit. "I could get used to this."

"Yeah, too bad," said Jeff. "I guess I'll just have to settle for tickling you." He reached in and dug his fingers into her side. Britney squealed with delight, laughing and trying to push him away. He continued tormenting her for about thirty seconds, then stopped and sat back again. Brit grabbed a pillow and swung it into his face. He pulled it out of her hands and sat on it.

"And that concludes our lesson on how to kiss a man," Allison said. "Your homework is to practice at least five times. And come prepared for tomorrow's lesson on how to undress a man."

Brit and Jeff both laughed.

Allison left the kids and headed into the kitchen to start getting dinner ready. Jeff and Brit continued to sit on the couch together. Brit scooted up next to him and laid her head on his shoulder.

"Thanks, Jeff," she said. "I know it must feel awkward to kiss your sister like that."

"Maybe just a little. I thought it would be gross at first, but actually it wasn't that bad."

"So did you like it?"

Jeff considered for a minute. That was a difficult question to answer. She was still his little sister, which meant that the forbidden nature of it was a little disturbing. On the other hand, he could no longer deny that he was attracted to her.

It's all right as long as I don't act on it, he thought, as he had several times before. But wasn't what he had just done to her, in a way, acting on it?

"I'm sorry if my question embarrassed you," Brit told him.

"Don't be. I'm not embarrassed. I just don't know how to answer it. Like I said, it felt a little awkward, but I think over all I liked it."

"Me too," she smiled. "Do you think... do you think maybe we can practice again some time?"

"I don't know, Brit. Maybe we shouldn't."

"You're afraid it might lead to something more?"

"Kind of."

"I trust you, Jeff."

"I know, and I appreciate it. I just wish I trusted myself as much as you trust me."

Just then, Rachael entered from the back door. As she stepped into the front room, she froze as she saw Jeff there.

She wore a bikini as small as the one he had seen her in a couple of years ago when they had fooled around in the hot tub. A towel covered her lower body, but he had a great view of the rest.

"I didn't expect you home so soon, Jeff," she grinned. "I'm not exactly dressed appropriately for your eyes."

"Yeah, if you had expected him, you would have gone topless," giggled Brit.

"Hey, you stole my best joke!" Rachael complained. "Just for that, I'm going to have to punish you."

"Oh yeah? How are you going to do that?" asked Brit.

"Maybe I'll take you up to your room and tie you to your bed," Jeff grinned. "Then Rachael and I can punish you together."

"No!" she laughed, jumping up off the couch and dashing out of the living room.

Jeff was about to pursue her when Rachael took advantage of her absence to grab him and kiss him deeply on the lips. She held it there for just a second, then pulled away.

"I've been waiting to do that again for years," she whispered. "Now let's go get your sister." She turned and headed for the hall, and Jeff followed.

Brit was already at the top of the stairs by the time he even left the room. He wasn't in any particular hurry; there was really no place for her to go, so he simply walked toward the stairs.

Glancing up, he noticed her leaning over the railing grinning down at him in a taunting manner. He had just about reached the stairs when he heard a loud crack above him, and then Brit screamed. He saw to his horror that the wooden railing had broken, and Brit was tumbling over the edge, flipping over so that she was bound to land on her head.

Jeff acted without thinking. He launched himself to the spot underneath her and opened his arms to catch her. He felt her body thudding into his chest, then the sensation of the world spinning around him for an instant, followed by a sharp pain in his head and then blackness.


2010-06-11 00:21:01

Another semi-spoiler: Allison had nothing to do with the banister breaking. She may scheme a lot, but she would never put anyone in physical danger.


Unknow userReport

2010-06-01 23:45:45
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Then the stair banister.... necessary. Hmm. One wonders whether Allison loosened it, just to force those two little lovebirds together, in her motherly manipulative way.

(sigh) Sheesh. Very well written, as preposterous and maddening as it is.


P.S. Another writer, Wantsomefun, commented (a few chapters back) that there is extreme hotness here, and that whatever your vice or peccadillo, it's all here. Right on! Don't mind me. I'm just doing my job here. Yet loving every word, sentence, paragraph, and scene, while I'm at it. WSF is right: whatever you're looking for, this book has it.

Unknow userReport

2010-06-01 23:43:20
Finally, after thirty-seven and a half chapters, the fog clears and one of the Primdales gets a tiny glimpse of Allison as she really is; Jeff, who a few days back had sworn that he would die for his little sister, is actually, finally, angry at the gold digger, and that protective rage and indignation pops like a soap bubble, when the slut offers him a kiss? What?

Why are Allison and Rachael even necessary parts of the equation that is Jeff+Brit? Just as I'm ready to let my guard down, and set aside my misgivings that incest is inherently wrong and vile; just as I'm about to let Jeff and Britney have at it, because despite being sibs they are so sweet together, what happens? The meddlesome stepmommy steps in again to teach us that it's okay for boys-and-girls and girls-and-girls and boys-and-mommies and girls-and-mommies to practice kissing! Sheesh! Leave them alone, already! Let them do what comes naturally!

(continued above)

Anonymous readerReport

2009-07-09 10:08:00
God, I just hope this line of stories will never end!

Anonymous readerReport

2009-07-08 09:47:29
best yet!

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