My Sister Made Me Ch. 14

"Honestly, Dane, I think Sam's just going through a lot. I also think that it's a good thing that she's got you there. She's told me before that she noticed that you've gotten an erection when you two were snuggling."

He sighed, still not looking up. "I'm a horny guy, what I can fuckin' do about it? She's obviously needing the snuggling part, so I can't make her stop."

"No, I wouldn't stop. But getting aroused by being physically close to someone isn't that big of a deal. Girls deal with it all the time. I think you should honestly be talking to her about it. You guys have always been honest with each other."

He looked over and shrugged. "I just don't want to hurt her anymore."

"You? Seriously?" she asked with a sigh and an amused chuckle. "Dane, you're not going to hurt her any more than that other asshole did. It's not humanly possible."

He didn't seem convinced at first, but then slowly looked over and shrugged. "That's true, I guess."

"Are you attracted to her?" Alex asked. "I only ask because I know how much I'm attracted to you and Danni. I can assume that you're attracted to me?"

He chuckled. "Very much so."

"So... the same could be said for Sam? You've broken through the taboo barrier of being able to admit that you're attracted to a family member."

He shrugged noncommittally.

"I know I am," she offered. It didn't hurt to be honest. She definitely found Samantha attractive.

"Yeah, I am," he said eventually. "Still... it makes me feel like a fuckin' creep."

"So, you're horny around her. Just... control yourself, you know? Jerk off before you go and talk to her if you need to."

He chuckled, glancing at her and shaking his head.

Seeing that he was starting to perk up, she figured she could get a little flirty with him and try to make him smile.

"Or you could always just come in here and fuck my face before you go and talk to her each time," she said, shrugging as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"I could, couldn't I?" he asked, finally smiling.

Inwardly, she was happily cheering and applauding her efforts.

"Speaking of..." she said, raising her eyebrows suggestively, thinking that he could use a pick me up, and that she would be happy to let him have a blowjob.

Unfortunately, he shook his head and chuckled at her again. "Thanks Alex. I appreciate it, but I'm about to head over to Sally's."

She pouted and waved as he stood and left the room.

Later that evening, she had a devious idea about how to test Bryce a bit with her true nature and give him a little reward at the same time, so she sent him a text.

"So... what are you doing tomorrow?"

*****

Sam

Wednesday

Tuesday for Sam was just one big blur. She had her two classes, and then worked a double shift at Double D's after. Work was too busy to even really talk to Kara, and she wanted to explain things carefully. All she managed to do was tell her that they needed to talk soon, and the young woman readily agreed. In bed that night, Sam couldn't get her mind off of Dane's cock, or was it Wade's that she was salivating over? She briefly thought about her dad spooned up behind her, and how he'd...

She'd sat up in bed and said "no" automatically, shaking her head and forcing the thought from her mind. When she laid back down, she couldn't help but think back to what had happened in each of those situations. Needless to say, it was a restless, sex-dream filled night.

The next day, Sam awoke still feeling as pent up as ever, and briefly thought about masturbating, but her mother came and knocked on the door.

She sighed, and stood, walking over and unlocking it.

"Hey sugar," her mother said. "These are yours, correct?" she asked.

Sam looked at the newer clothes that her mother had washed and folded and was now holding out for her. She was surprised that her mother seemed to always know what belong to which of her children.

"Yep," Sam said, yawning and taking them from her.

"Breakfast?" the older woman offered. Before she could answer, Sam glanced past her mother as Dane's door opened and he walked out, naked.

Her eyes widened for a moment, but then she quickly shut them and stifled a laugh.

"What?" her mother asked, then turned as Sam opened her eyes again.

"Dane! Put some clothes on, everyone can see your dingdong!" she yelled angrily.

He didn't answer, only grunted and shut the door to the bathroom, obviously not caring.

Her mother turned and shook her head. "Sorry honey! I can see that I raised a caveman."

Sam couldn't help but laugh, and suddenly hugged her mother, smushing the clothes in between them.

"Oh!" she said in surprise, then starting to chuckle and pat Sam on the back. "Well, I'm glad you found it funny."

Sam giggled.

"So... breakfast hon?" her mother asked again.

Relishing feeling normal again, Sam nodded.

"Well, get some clothes on and I'll meet you downstairs."

Sam turned, setting the folded clothes on the bed, then went about getting dressed. A few minutes later she went downstairs and approached the kitchen. Standing in the entrance for a minute, she felt like crying a bit as she saw both of her sisters, her eldest brother, and her father all in the kitchen talking, only Danny being absent. Their mother was making breakfast: eggs, bacon, toast, hash browns and the like.

"There she is!" her dad called out, grinning widely and holding his arms open for her to come and hug him.

Not bothering to conceal how happy it made her to hear the words and see his open arms, she hurried over and accept the hug and kiss on her cheek. He tickled her as he usually did, and she giggled in response as she swatted his arms.

"Sleep well?" he asked.

"Yep!" she said cheerfully.

In truth, she'd dreamed of giant wieners all night, so it was technically sleep, but she'd woken up more pent up than before. Recalling her dreams had also conjured the images that she'd fought to keep from her mind, and she quickly forced them out of her head again. Turning, she took her seat and thanked her mother as she brought over a plate.

"So... how's Keith doing?" she asked.

Sam froze for a moment, then looked up at her mother.

"They uh... broke up," her dad said.

"What?" her mother asked. "What happened?"

Sam sighed, shrugging. "It was just time," she said. "We're just too different now."

Dane was sitting on the opposite end of the table and scowling, and she turned to look at him. Her expression was stern, and she levelled her eyes almost menacingly at him, giving a slight shake of her head to hammer the point home.

He softened his gaze, then nodded.

"I'm so sorry Sam," Alex said, frowning. "Are you okay?"

She shrugged. "Yeah, I'm okay. I just need time."

The conversation changed then, and Sam was extremely glad that it had. Her family must have somehow sensed that she needed some normal that morning and were cutting up and laughing.

At one point, Dane and her dad were horsing around and angering their mother by play fighting in the kitchen, and both playfully threatening to throw the other in the pool. Laughing, her dad patted his son on the back and grinned at the others, then reached over at smacked their mother hard on the butt.

"Ouch! Marcus you fucker!" she yelled, rubbing her butt, then clapped a hand over her mouth with an embarrassed and stunned expression on her face.

Everyone burst out laughing as she turned three shades of pink and sat back down, one hand rubbing her wounded butt, the other smacking her husband on the shoulder a half-dozen times.

Eventually, her siblings and father finished breakfast, and Toni surprised her by making a point to come over and hug her, even kissing her on the forehead and whispering that she was there if she needed to talk.

Sam looked up at her and nodded, then stood and took her plate over to the sink, starting to rinse things off for her mother.

"Oh, I'll get that honey, you get off to school," she said.

Sam ignored her and kept doing what she was doing. There wasn't much to rinse off, and the dishwasher was still full, so she contented herself with rinsing and setting in the other sink.

"I'm sorry for sticking my foot in my mouth," her mother said a few seconds later as she stood and brought her stuff over, even making a point to rinse it herself.

Sam shrugged. "It's okay. It was Saturday while you were gone getting groceries."

Her mother nodded, then put a caring hand on her back and rubbed.

Sam suddenly had the urge to hug her, and did just that, turning and sliding both of her arms under her mother's and laying her head on her chest. In response, she chuckled and squeezed her tight, kissing the top of her head and stroking her fingers down her back.

"Thank you for this morning, Mom," she said. "It was... just what I needed."

Her mother happily nodded. "You're welcome honey," she said.

Sam eventually broke the hug, her mother seemingly content to stand there all day and comfort her.

"Have a good day at school," her dad called out from their bedroom as she passed.

"Bye daddy," she replied. "Love you guys."

Heading upstairs, she finished getting ready and left for the day, having packed her work uniform in her car. Breakfast had been wonderful, and several good songs came on the radio as she drove to school. Her day was going spectacularly!

She pulled into the parking lot and hopped out, heading into class. Once inside, she saw Murphy, Kev, and Marley already sitting and went to go join them, waving sweetly and winking at each of them. The guys talked quietly about what they'd done that weekend, and Sam made sure to comment that she hadn't seen them at work.

The professor came in just after the guys all claimed they were still broke college students, and she grinned, delighting in making them squirm a bit.

Afterward, sitting in their normal waiting area, she was still just as happy and upbeat as she had been after breakfast.

"So... everything turned out okay?" Murphy asked, looking over at her as he spoke.

She looked up and gave him an inquisitive glance.

"You were pretty upset Monday," he said.

She remembered the that she'd been in a crappy mood for most of the week and knew that they had undoubtedly noticed.

"Yeah, sorry about that. My boyfriend and I... uh... we broke up," she said, frowning.

The three guys looked over at her with sympathy clear on their faces.

"We were having issues, and he just didn't understand," she said.

Marley nodded. "You seem okay now."

She nodded. "I had a great morning," she said. "Plus, you guys always make me happier."

He chuckled. "So, are you going to be taking some time to be single?" he asked.

"Why would you want to know that?" she asked, smirking at him.

"Well, we've been wanting to hang out with you away from school, you know?" he replied.

"We?" she asked, looking at the three.

"We uh..." Murphy said, glancing at the other two.

"We're all into you," Kev said. "Obviously."

"Obviously," she said, rolling her eyes and laughing.

The three chuckled nervously.

"We made a promise to each other that we wouldn't go behind each other's backs and try to ask you out," Murphy said.

"We figured that we could hang out and see if you wanted to go out with one of us," Marley said.

Sam giggled and sighed. Boys could be so dumb sometimes. The last thing she wanted was to try and decide which one of them she could go out with. Still, they'd been nothing but nice to her and she wasn't about to spoil that.

"I'm happy to hang out with you guys, but I definitely don't want a steady or serious boyfriend. Keith and I dated since... well... forever ago it seems. With everything else going on in my life, I need some time to get back to normal."

The guys nodded, seemingly understanding that.

"Which is why we were hoping to just hang out with you sometime, as a group," Marley said. "No strings, no backstabbing, no games, just friends."

She didn't really want friends, to be honest. She wanted sex. But Marley was right. It could get complicated with three of them after her.

"That sounds fun," she said. "Maybe a movie or something."

Marley grinned. "We can play a game or something back at my apartment. You busy this week?"

She thought carefully, trying to recall her other obligations. "I work the lunch and afternoon shift today, but I'm off tonight... but that's it. How about you guys figure out what you want to do, and text me?"

"We will, definitely," he said.

The next class was starting soon, and she wanted to talk to Brandon, so she stood and grabbed her backpack along with the other guys.

"So... can we uh..." Murphy asked, his eyes gesturing down to her chest.

She smirked and looked around, but then realized that she really didn't care who saw and grinned at him. Setting her backpack back down, she lifted her shirt up for the three and giggled as their eyes all devoured the sight. She felt her arousal grow a bit, and swore silently, forgetting that showing off like that was always a turn on for her.

"God Sam," Kev said. "You've got really nice breasts."

"So fuckin' perky," Murphy said, subconsciously licking his lips.

She grinned and lowered her top, sliding everything back into place. "Thank you, Kev," she told him. She saw another group of guys behind them start to move again, having stopped to watch the show.

Happy that she'd been able to give the others a pick-me-up that morning, she grabbed her backpack, then went and hugged Marley, Murphy, and Kev.

"See you later this week, then," Murphy said, waving and pulling the other two with him.

"You got it," she said, waving and turning to head to class.

Giggling to herself, she walked with renewed vigor to her next class and took her seat, impatiently waiting for Brandon. Occupying herself with playing on her phone, she went about continuing to remove Keith from her life, and deleted pictures and messages he'd sent.

It felt like it should have been a sad process for her, but in truth, she felt wonderful. It was like she was getting rid of some baggage and hoped that there was nothing but blue skies for her in the coming weeks.

"You get sexier every week," Brandon said, sitting down next to her and grabbing her phone.

She turned and smirked at him. "What are you doing?" she asked.

"Looking for nudes, what else?" he replied, flashing his stupidly cute grin at her.

She melted a little and knew that she was really growing to like his grin. "If you're a good boy, I'll give you some new ones."

He raised an eyebrow and then went to click on her camera.

She giggled. "They aren't in there, doofus. I'm saying you can take some."

He grinned, then handed her phone back over. "You seem to be in a great mood," he pointed out.

She shrugged, then nodded. "It's been a great day."

"Well... Zoey is..."

"Oh!" she said, turning and looking at him. "How is she?" she asked.

"She's... very taken with you," he replied.

Sam laughed. "Well, I'm flattered. She's so adorable!"

"I like how my plan is coming together," he said, twiddling his fingers in super-villain sort of way.

She giggled.

"Seriously though, I'm sorry she was such a weirdo at dinner," he told her.

"Not a big deal," she said with a shrug. "It was refreshing."

"So... about that blowjob..." he said, smirking and leaning in so that no one else could hear.

"Now?" she asked, daring him with her eyes. She'd turned as he'd said it, putting her notepad and pen down.

He stared at her for a second, wide-eyed and trying to see if she was serious.

She giggled and smirked, turning back around.

"Shit that was good," he said, turning to stare at her for a second.

"Well, I offered before, but you didn't take me up on it."

"Well, Zoey was happy that I didn't," he said. "Don't I get points for that?"

"Of course you do, Brandon," she said with a resigned sigh. "I'm teasing. You should never cheat on your girlfriend."

"But you would have given me head?" he asked.

"In that moment... yes. I was so elated that... my issue could be resolved, I would have. You forget that I didn't know you had a girlfriend at that point."

"A guy as handsome as Brandon Barnes not having a girlfriend. Come on Sam, you're smarter than that."

"Yeah, you are infuriatingly cute," she said, scowling playfully at him.

He turned and flashed a grin at her, the professor walking in a few seconds later.

She felt her panties dampen a bit as he winked, and then sighed and shook her head, begging her girl parts to behave themselves.

"You're looking very cute today, you know," she whispered, glancing at him. "You need to stop looking at me. It's getting hard to control myself."

He laughed quietly, and she giggled when she saw a bit of blush in his cheeks.

After class, she waited for him to stand and walked behind him a few steps. He stopped at the end of the row and waited for her then, and she giggled, stepping in front of him and walking up the stairs. She could almost feel his eyes on her butt, and silently hoped that he was getting a good view. She even had the fleeting thought of him seeing the damp spot in her panties but knew that wasn't likely.

Exiting the room, she turned and looked at him as he grinned at her again.

"Get enough of a view," she asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

He laughed and shrugged. "Not as much as I'd like to see."

"I'd let you see more, but you've got a girlfriend. Wouldn't she be upset that you're doing things like that?"

"Probably, but with an ass like yours, how can I not look?"

She giggled, but then had a naughty thought. "Where's Zoey right now?" she asked.

"Next building over," he said, nodding in the direction of the Math building.

"Come on, let's go find her," she said.

Brandon grinned again and quickly led the way. "I hope we can catch her. She's probably heading home."

Sam quickened her pace, delightful thoughts forming in her sexually frustrated brain.

They walked out of the building they were in, and Brandon led her through the throng of students, then paused in front of the Math building entrance.

A few seconds later, he nudged her, and she saw Zoey, looking as adorable as she had the day before, emerge by herself. The adorable young woman didn't see the two of them standing there right off, but perked up immediately when she noticed her boyfriend, then even more so when she saw Sam.

"Hi Zoey!" Sam said happily as the cutie walked directly toward them.

"Hey Sam," she said nervously.

Sam giggled, hugging her as she came close and allowing a few extra seconds in order to prolong the embrace.

"So, what's going on?" Zoey asked, kissing her boyfriend.

"Sam wanted to see you," he said. "I've got to get to class, though."

"K, bye," Sam said, pushing him away playfully. "I think Zoey and I might hang out, unless you're busy?" Sam said, turning back to look at her.

Zoey shook her head quickly. "No! Not at all."

Winking, Sam reached down and took her hand, holding it and causing the adorable young woman to blush, but squeeze tightly.

"God," Brandon said, rolling his eyes. "You two are ridiculous."

Sam smirked. "Don't worry, dimples. We're just going to go talk somewhere."

"My place?" he asked hopefully, looking at his girlfriend.

Zoey was still blushing, but she looked at him and nodded.

"See you there in an hour," he said, turning.

"We'll try and behave," Sam said, winking at Zoey, who giggled.

"Fuck," Brandon said, shaking his head as he walked away.

"So... can I follow you?" Sam asked. "We can go and hang out and see if we can get you to not be so nervous."

"That sounds great," Zoey said, nodding.

The two walked to the parking lot and Zoey hopped in a cute little red sports car, pulling out and waiting for Sam to join her.