Simon Pendleton Ch. 03

Sept ’08

Cindy was breathing hard. Visions of her brother flashed in her head. Leaning against her bedroom door, she tried to control her breathing before she passed out.

Cindy had been at her car when Simon confronted Evan. She had been ready to get help when Evan turned away. Relief flooded her but it was accompanied by a little jealousy when she saw him help Jodi Holden up from the ground. Cindy didn’t want to see anyone hurt (Did she?), but she still didn’t like Jodi very much.

“She’s not good enough for him,” she told herself. Of course, in her mind, no one was. She had planned on telling Simon that he shouldn’t see Jodi anymore when he got home. She waited, mostly patient, in her room for him to come home. She heard the front door open and was going to go downstairs. She then heard voices, more than one, from down there. Simon had never invited anyone in before. It took her only moments for her worst fears to be realized.

Jodi.

Cindy really couldn’t blame him. Jodi was one of the hottest girls in school. Guys of all ages stared after her when she walked by, swinging her ass from side to side. Quite a few girls did as well and not all in jealousy.

What really surprised Cindy was Jodi’s temerity and Simon’s gullibility. He actually fell for the whole let-me-see-your-room gambit. Their voices faded as they descended to his basement room. Cindy waited, unsure of how to handle this developing situation. She paced in her room for several minutes before deciding to confront them. She left her room and headed downstairs.

His moans stopped her dead at the head of the stairs leading to his room. The sound touched her somewhere deep in her belly. She had heard moans before, even his moans, but not of this type.

“Oh fuck!” Cindy heard him cry out. She couldn’t handle it any more. She laid on her stomach on the top step of the stairwell. There was just enough of a space that she could see Simon lying across his bed. Jodi was kneeling in front of him. Simon’s cock jutted from his pants, being stroked up and down by Jodi’s left hand.

Faster and faster it moved. Jodi scooted up next to Simon and appeared to be whispering something to him. Whatever it was she said set him off like a rocket. He yelled, semen erupting from his cock and splattering the wall above his head. Cindy got up and ran to her room.

She couldn’t believe what she had just witnessed. She was hot and flustered. The images kept circulating through her mind no matter how she tried to push them out. She slammed her bedroom door closed, leaned up against it, and was breathing hard. She wasn’t sure if it was just the exhaustion of running that was causing her to breathe so hard.

“A shower,” she said out loud to herself. “A nice cold shower.” She stripped her clothes off and ran to the bathroom.

*****

Oct ’08

“Morning.” Cindy said with a smile. Simon was surprised at the cheerful greeting. For the past couple of weeks, Cindy had been acting peculiar around him. He would catch her staring at him at times and then look away, as if embarrassed. “Nothing,” was her standard response to his inquiries. Eventually he just stopped asking.

“You seem to be in a better mood.”

“What do you mean?” she asked.

“You seemed to be acting a little weird for the past several days, that’s all.”

“Oh. Yeah it was nothing. Just some stuff at school.” She intently read the back of the cereal box. She tried to ignore him as he placed his hand on her shoulder. It took all her willpower not to flinch away.

“Anything you want to talk about?” he asked.

She turned and smiled. “No. I appreciate the sentiment, but everything’s fine.” She got up to return the box to the cupboard. She was a little freaked by his touch, especially the feelings they produced.

“Okay. You know you can talk to me about it if you want.” He grabbed a glass from the dishwasher. He filled it with milk from the pitcher on the table before returning it to the fridge.

“I know.” She sat back down to finish her breakfast, “I’m fine, really.”

“All right.” Simon headed back to his room, but stopped. He glanced back at his sister. She did her best to ignore his gaze. A moment passed before he turned and left. Cindy released the breath she had not known she was holding.

*****

School had finally returned to normal. The buzz of Simon’s confrontation with Evan had decreased quite a bit in the past few weeks. The extra attention seriously unsettled Simon, being unused to such popularity. But such attention is fleeting in high school.

Simon split his spare time as best he could between Jodi and his friends but tended to gravitate to Jodi. While not an official couple, it had been established that Simon was her first choice for a boyfriend when she once again decided to date. Until then, they just enjoyed each other’s company.

“Hey guys.” Simon placed his tray on the table next to Freddie. Derek was at the table while they waited for Sam and Leslie.

“Howdy stranger. You lost or something?” Freddie asked.

“What? I can’t sit with my friends?”

“Oh so NOW we’re friends? Did you hear that Derek? We’re friends now. We’ve hung out maybe twice in the past two weeks and suddenly we’re friends.” Freddie gestured wildly during his exclamation.

“Awww. Are you feeling neglected?” Simon kidded. “Maybe I should have brought you flowers?”

“It couldn’t have hurt. A guy likes to feel appreciated every once and a while.” Freddie joked.

“I’m so sorry, honey. I’ll get you some flowers next time, ok sweetie?” Simon caused Derek to snort from laughter. The words and the voice were funny, but it was the puppy-dog-eyes that clinched it.

“You better or you ain’t getting lucky later.” Freddie started laughing but stopped abruptly. Walking up from behind Simon was the only other person in school who could possibly challenge Jodi for the title of ‘Hottest’.

Roxanne Lee was the head cheerleader for the football team. At a mere 5’5″ tall, she was an asian dynamo as the cheer captain. The worst part was that she knew she was hot, but was not considered THE hottest. In retaliation, she flaunted her tight sexy body as much as possible. Roxanne was the queen of flirt. She sat down next to Simon while her cheer friends stood nearby. She crossed one leg over the other causing her very short skirt to slide up her very shapely legs.

Simon’s eyes were immediately drawn to them. He couldn’t help himself. His gaze slowly inched its way up her sexy frame. Her breasts were not big, but fit well considering her slight, tone frame. She had cute pouty lips and smoky, sexy, brown eyes. Her dark hair was pulled back into a single ponytail.

“Hey. You’re Simon, right?” She absently chewed on her lower lip.

“Yeah. Can I help you?” Simon said, grateful that he failed to embarrass himself when he opened his mouth.

“Well,” Roxanne placed her hand on Simon’s thigh, “My parents are going to be out of town this weekend and they gave me permission to have a small get together. I was hoping you would be interested in coming over.” Simon wasn’t sure if he heard extra emphasis on the word ‘coming’ or just imagined it.

“Umm. . .” Simon was distracted as Roxanne lightly squeezed his leg. He was not very good at interpreting subtle signals. Her face betrayed nothing of interest, but her hand, squeezing and rubbing his thigh, was telling him something entirely different. Maybe she was just a touchy feely kind of person.

“How about you bring your friend?” she gestured at Freddie, “That way you’ll have at least one other person there that you know.”

“One other? Who else is going to be there?” Simon was even more perplexed.

Roxanne stood and leaned in next to Simon’s ear, her cheek pressed against his. “Well, I was hoping WE might get to know each other a little better.” Quickly, she swiped her tongue along the outer ridge of Simon’s ear, and then stood up completely. She pulled out a pen and wrote down her number on the back of his hand. “Think about it and call me.” She turned and sauntered away, her shapely behind wiggling as she walked. He turned back to see that Derek had left.

“You son of a bitch.” Freddie said.

“What? I didn’t do anything.” Simon protested. “She came up to me.”

“I know. I was here. That’s why you are a son of a bitch.” Freddie moved closer. “I’ve gone to school with most of these people my whole life, from kindergarten till now. I admit you’re an ok guy, not bad looking from a completely platonic, objective point of view. But in just barely over a month, you help, and conveniently live next to, the hottest chick in school. Now you get invited to a party by the only girl here who could challenge for the title of hottest chick. I mean, what is it? Do you have mind control powers or something?”

“Look, I’m as baffled as you. If I had any idea how this was happening, I’d probably try bottling and selling it.” Simon said. They sat there for several minutes not speaking.

“So . . .” Freddie said expectantly.

“So what?”

“So, are you, and by YOU I mean WE, gonna go to Roxanne’s party?”

Simon pondered this question briefly. It’s not like he and Jodi were officially dating right now. She wanted some time separate from a relationship. He was willing to wait, but he was a young, teenage male. Throughout history, young, teenage males have been known to make decisions based on hormones rather than sound logic.

“Yeah. I mean, she said I could bring a friend and I know of your lack of prospects in the dating arena. I guess I’ll have to go, for your sake at least, though it pains me to do so.” Simon grinned.

“Hell yeah. This will make up for not bringing flowers. Let me know, ok?” Freddie said.

“Ok. I’ll text you later with the time and address.” They shook hands and parted.

*****

The party was Saturday night. Simon was at home getting ready when Cindy knocked.

“Hey.” Simon said. He was still deciding on what he was going to wear so he stood there, shirtless.

“Hey.” Cindy flushed a little, staring at her brother’s nearly naked form. She shook her head, trying to get rid of the thoughts that popped in. “What are you up to tonight?”