“Nick was tickling me, and I accidentally kicked him in the nuts,” Emily said with a grin.
“Well…you don’t want to do that dear sister,” Erica said with a half-smile. “I get the feeling Nick’s going to need them with all the attention he’s bound to get.”
“Attention?” I asked with a raised eyebrow. Surely Erica wouldn’t be so blatant about what she wanted in-front of our sister.
“You banged Jen,” Emily said.
“So?” I replied, a little confused.
“Jen talks, and if she talks about last night, then a lot of girls in the scene are gonna try to nail you down,” Erica replied flatly.
“You’re essentially fresh meat,” Emily added.
The prospect of having a horde of attractive women throwing themselves at me was a great ego boost, and it would be a lot of fun. But it could get ugly. In my experience, women could be catty and ruthless when it came to laying claim to a man. Especially when that man was new to the area. I’d seen it happen a few times back in London and didn’t look forward to being at the centre of one.
“Maybe she won’t talk,” I said.
Erica and Emily both burst out laughing.
Erica joined Emily and myself on the couch watching Netflix, and I simply enjoyed the company of my sisters. Emily snuggled up on one side of my, while Erica lounged on the opposite with, draping her legs over me. Her robe rode up quite high, giving me marvellous view of her long, smooth legs. I even noticed a distinct lack of panties when she ‘accidentally’ parted her legs slightly.
“You three look comfortable,” Amanda said, walking in from the kitchen.
“Join us!” Emily said happily, stretching her arms out to her big sister.
Amanda gave me a curious look before climbing onto the couch and wrapping her arms around Emily. A few minutes later, Mel slipped into the room quietly and Erica lifted herself up so the blonde twin could join the group, then rested her head on Mel’s lap. Mel gave me a few knowing looks as her twin rested her head on my shoulder, but she didn’t say anything about our conversation earlier. Hopefully I could get some alone time with Mel, and she could help me deal with this whole messy situation.
“Well that’s enough T.V for me today,” I said as I untangled myself from my sisters and stretched.
“Yeah, it’s been a bit of a lazy day,” Emily added with a yawn.
“Lazy for some. You and Manda were at the gym for about two hours,” Mel chimed in.
“Speaking of gym,” Erica said. “I’m gonna go and work off the party last night. Want to come, Nick?”
I quickly debated with myself about going, and quickly concluded that I did indeed want to see Erica sweating in workout gear. “Sure, I’ll go.”
“I’ll come with,” Mel said, getting to her feet. “Just give me a minute to get changed.
“I’ll start on dinner,” Amanda said, then turned to Emily. “Want to help?”
“Sure,” Emily smiled.
All my sisters went their separate ways, except for Erica. She eyed me from where she was still laying on the couch, and held her arms out to me, as if she needed my help to get up. I smiled at my sister and obliged her. I took her hands on my and pulled her off the couch, and straight into my arms.
Erica fell into my chest, and I wrapped my arms around her thin waist to support her. Her arms wrapped around my neck and suddenly her face was barely an inch from mine. I looked into her blue eyes—which sparkled with a mischievous glint—and enjoyed the curve of her hips under my fingertips.
“Hey,” she said softly.
“Hey,” I replied. “Come here often?”
I chuckled as she rolled her eyes and could tell she was only barely suppressing a smile. Her body was flush against mine, and I could feel the swell of her generous breasts as they were crushed against my chest, and her smooth thigh rested ever-so gently between my legs. It would be impossible for her to not notice my erection.
“Why did you come to my room last night?” I asked without thinking.
“Why do you think?” she raised a perfectly arched eyebrow.
“I think you thought I was alone,” I replied with confidence.
“Look at that,” she half smiled. “Smart and good looking. You’ve got it all…big brother.”
The sultry tone she used for the last two words sent a shiver down my spine and caused my hands to slide down to grope her amazing cheeks. I hadn’t consciously made the move, but I was glad I had. Her ass felt amazing in my hands—ten times better than Jen’s had—and I had to fight every fibre in my body to not lift her thin robe and take a hold of her glorious bare cheeks.
“Mmmm,” she moaned. “Your hands feel good.”
“You feel good,” I growled into her ear.
The pressure from Erica’s thigh between my legs increased, and I felt her smooth skin run along the length of my stiff rod. My head swam with an intoxicating feeling of lust and wanton pleasure that I’d never felt before. I wasn’t sure if it was purely my attraction to this goddess, or because it was so taboo.
Our mouths were still a fraction of an inch from touching, and the wetness of her full, pouty lips was so inviting that I knew if I kissed her now, I wouldn’t be able to stop. Thankfully, we were saved by footsteps in the hallway outside, and quickly—albeit unwillingly—separated.
“I better go change,” Erica said after looking longingly at the bulge in my pants.
“Same,” I replied, but let her leave first so I could watch those hips sway from behind.
I was glad to see Erica looked about as flustered and bothered as I was. It confirmed my suspicions that she might actually have genuine feelings for me, as I did for her. I readjusted myself to make my boner a little less obvious, then headed out back and up to my flat to change.
Ten minutes later I met both sisters out by Erica’s blue Holden Barina. The sisters looked equally amazing in their sports-gear, and I was looking forward to seeing them work up a sweat.
Erica had dressed in a pair of black and red leggings that looked to be painted on, with a matching sports bra. Leaving her hour-glass thin waist exposed for my eyes to feast upon. Her long black hair was pulled up into a neat ponytail that reached her ass. I let my eyes wander her body openly as she did mine.
Mel was dressed similarly, but her outfit was completely black, and her top covered her thin waist completely. It still hugged her form like a second skin, and I couldn’t help but admire the slight curve of her ass when she turned away from me. She’d put her long platinum blonde hair into pigtails, which I found incredibly cute. I’m sure she didn’t do it to get a rise out of me, but she did give me a knowing wink when Erica wasn’t looking. Was the wink because she knew I was checking her out? Or was it because she saw me checking her sister out? Either outcome would be strange.
I climbed into the passenger seat of Erica’s car when Mel had insisted, taking the back seat for herself. Like Amanda had, Erica offered to let me drive, but I wanted to get my license transferred over before taking to the streets here. The last thing I wanted was to get pulled over and fined for driving without a license.
Erica played music softly as we dove, but no one spoke. The music she’d picked wouldn’t have been my first pick. The goth/industrial music was okay at clubs and parties, but it was never something I would ever go out of my way to listen to. I knew it was popular with alternate and goth women, so I said nothing.
About ten minutes later we pulled into a small parking lot and I followed the girls to the single door of the local gym. Erica stepped up and swiped a small key fob over the reader, and the door clicked before she opened it and stepped inside. Mel followed after her and motioned for me to follow her. Once inside Erica quickly deposited her belongings in one of the empty cubby-holes that lined the adjacent wall before heading further into the gym.
“I’ll take you to see someone about a membership,” Mel smiled.
I nodded and motioned for her to lead the way, trying my best to not stare at her taut ass openly.
Mel led me to a corner office with glass doors and walls. A young blonde woman sat behind the curved desk, chatting on the phone. Mel knocked quietly, and the woman flashed her a smile before holding up a finger, indicating she should be done soon. When the blonde finished her phone call she rose from her chair and rounded her desk to give Mel a friendly hug. She wore a black and white polo shirt with the gym’s logo on her left breast, with tight leggings that showcased her toned legs. She was quite a bit shorter than Mel—meaning I towered over the small woman—and looked to have a flawless bronze tan that made her bright blue eyes shine.
“This is my brother, Nick,” Mel introduced me. “Nick, this is Sarah. She manages the gym.”
“Nice to meet you Nick,” Sarah said with a friendly smile.
“You too,” I replied, extending my hand in greeting.
Sarah took my offered hand and we shook for an appropriate length. Her hands were soft as buttermilk, but her grip was firm. Working in and managing a gym probably meant she had plenty of time to work out herself, and I was disappointed that her polo shirt covered so much of her figure.
“So, you’re looking at a membership?” she asked once all greetings were given.
“Yeah. My sisters all come here, so I figured it’s a good place to go,” I replied.
“We love having them here, and I’m sure you’ll fit right in,” Sarah smiled. “Come into my office and I’ll get your details. Then you can get right to it if you wish.”
Mel bid us both a farewell as I followed Sarah into her office and took one of the two chairs in-front of her desk. Instead of taking her chair behind the desk, she took the one beside me and placed a few sheets of papers down before me.
“Here is our contract for membership,” Sarah pointed out. “It just states the cost of membership per month, trial periods and joining fee, which we’ll waive for you since you’re a family member of a few of our members.”
I glanced over the paperwork without really reading it. The contracts for gym memberships were usually quite universal, with only slight variations in costs, opening hours and minimum trial periods.
“This all looks satisfactory,” I said.
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