MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT PART 10 CONSPIRATORS

MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT PART 10 CONSPIRATORS

I woke to my alarm as usual, groping in the dark for the off button. Another practice loomed ahead. Glancing at my computer as I dressed, I noticed both Rach and Lidia sleeping. I noticed Lidia was still wearing the t-shirt with my cum on it. She had her covers pulled up, but her shoulder was still visible. Rach, beyond Lidia on the far side of the room, was decked out in one of the things we had bought at Victoria’s Secret, a matching set of frilly pastel teal panties and teddy.

I wondered idly as I tied my shoes, ‘why wasn’t Lidia wearing something frilly too?’ She had unpacked, and judging by how nice she dressed, she must have that kind of thing. Feeling slightly disappointed that I couldn’t get exactly what I wanted, I reminded myself how spoiled with riches I was in that regard. ‘No need to be greedy’ I admonished myself.

I rode to practice without leaving an IM for Rach as had become my custom. I couldn’t risk Lidia seeing it and figured Rach would get that and not expect one. Practice was uneventful, as was lessons, except that with my newfound confidence, I realized how many flirtations I had been missing.

Jackie, a stunning blond with a figure strait out of playboy, and 17 years old, gave me clear signals that I’m sure she had been giving me before my awakening. She made several clear signals during practice, clear to me now anyway. During a set which involved getting out and doing starts off the blocks, she kept her eyes on me, not even attempting to look away when I looked and caught her staring. I also noticed as she lifeguarded my lessons, that she was watching me.

It might have been a misread on my part, but I also got the impression that one of the moms of my lessons kids was giving me signals as well. What I had taken as simple interest in her daughter’s lesson seemed now blatant ogling. My suspicions gained more strength when, after her daughter’s lesson, she came up to thank me and put her hand on my shoulder as I sat at a table on deck doing evaluation sheets. My old self would have put it down as her simply trying to gain my attention, but she left her hand on my shoulder long after I had turned to her, removing it with the slightest squeeze only after she had thanked me “so much for all the attention” I had given her daughter.

As I showered in the locker-room, I was awash with more than the water. Suddenly I saw all the opportunities that were being offered. Girls like Jackie would never have even been on my radar before now. She was so ridiculously hot, not to mention 3 years older than me, that aside from supplying ammunition for my masturbation, I wouldn’t dreamed of her being involved in my sex life. Mrs. Hildebrandt (she asked me to call her Sarah), was very attractive, but would never have occurred to me as a possible partner until today. I figured that she definitely did not know I was only 14. I probably seemed 17ish to her; old enough apparently for flirting if not much more.

Heady with these revelations, I made my way to my bike. A honk of a horn as I fiddled with the lock drew my head up to see Rach and Lidia Waiting in the Jeep. Smiling at them as I pulled my bike from the stand, I saw Rach whisper something to the back of Lidia’s head, and then secretly pucker up and kiss the air at me over Lidia’s head.

As I approached the Jeep, Rach called out “We’re gona show Lidia the mall” concealing a wink from Lidia as she said ‘mall’.

“Sounds great!” I said cheerfully as I placed my bike in back.

I only realized the problem as I came around to get in. The back seat was completely taken up by my bike. There was going to be a seating problem. I could see by the look on Rach’s face that she was well aware of the ‘problem’. A flash of her evil grin put aside any doubt. Not having any concern with letting either of them sit on my lap, but feeling the urge to throw Rach off her plan, I walked to the driver’s side.

“I’ll drive Rach, you two will fit on a seat better than one of you with me.” I explained easily as I reached to step up and in.

Rach was so thrown by this deviation from her plan that she confusedly moved out of my way as I slid into the driver’s seat. With nowhere else to go, she sheepishly sat down on Lidia’s lap. I managed to keep a straight face even as I saw the look of complete loss on Rach’s face. Lidia, unaware of Rach’s plan, or its complete derailment, smiled easily and wrapped her arms around Rach’s waist like she was holding a big teddy bear on her lap, and looked ahead; ready to proceed to the mall.

As I drove I snuck glances at the two of the together in the passenger’s seat. Rach was wearing a jean skirt and one of her tops the showed off her flat stomach. Lidia’s arms crossed over that stomach now; the innocent skin to skin contact bade more than just my heart beat. Lidia’s shirt was similar to the top of the dress she had worn to dinner last night. It was loose and light and gathered under her chest. She wore jeans, which even from my obstructed view were obviously tight.

I felt my dick growing down the leg of my shorts, and did nothing to hide or display it. By the time we turned into the mall, it had risen to full rigidity, rising up off my right thigh the several inches the shorts had to give. Pulling to a stop without parking, I turned to the girls to ask “where do you want to start at?” I was pleased to see both of them quickly look up from what we all knew was there.

Rach hesitated a moment, then said “food court” distractedly.

“Your wish is my command” I said smiling, and drove to park outside the entrance Rach requested. I got out quickly and wet around to the back of the jeep to lock my bike to the spare. I could see some more girl whispering as I worked the chain. It didn’t bother me in the least. In fact, it made me, if possible, even harder. I opened my shorts and readjusted myself, choosing the hip as my location for the day. It wasn’t as obvious as when I was wearing the boxers last night, but the bagginess of the shorts gave my dick free reign to exert its length, letting it extend from my side the 2 inches it needed. The bulge wrapped around my hip left no doubt what those 2 inches were.

I walked back around as the girls stepped down from the jeep. My impression that Lidia’s jeans were tight was right on the money. They also were cut very low. As she stepped down after Rach, her hold on the role bar lifted her shirt enough for me to see her hip bones rising above the top of the jeans, and the slight gap between the jeans and her skin where the valleys between her pubic bone and thighs began. If I hadn’t already known Lidia was shaved, I would know now.

I let them lead, being happy to watch them from behind. Lidia had never been to a mall before, and was astounded that so many stores were in one building. She and Rach spoke Italian as they considered the mall map. Apparently finding a destination, the headed off, both looking back to make sure I was in tow. We arrived and I saw it was the same store Rach and I had bought her new bikini in only days before.

“Lidia needs a two piece” Rach said in way of explanation over her shoulder as we crossed the threshold.

I wondered at this as we made our way to the suit section. I was under the impression that European girls were freer with showing skin, and couldn’t even imagine Lidia, on the beach with a one piece on. My musings faded away as I watched the girls rifling through the racks of bikinis; holding them up on each other and commenting in Italian on each option. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Rach pull a white bikini from the rack and hold it up against Lidia. It was definitely the same bikini Rach had cum all over on our last visit here.

I tried to catch Rach’s eye, hoping to silently ask her if my presumption was true.