Mixer Ch. 03

On the video, Sassy had turned Carlos sideways to the camera. She was down on her knees and working his erection out of his jeans. In spite of being in a pitch-black room, Sassy was clearly playing to the camera as if she were shooting a movie. Unlike with Mary's performance, Bryce felt himself becoming a bit aroused at Sassy's exhibition.

"Sure, you're just saying that," she said. "I figured you'd like Sassy's more than mine. Hers look a lot like your old girlfriend Laurie's."

Bryce looked up for a moment at Sarah, wondering where that comment had come from. Sarah tried to look innocent, but failed to do so convincingly.

"What do you mean by that?" Bryce said, his eyes returning to the show on the monitor. "You only saw her a couple times. You want me to believe that you were checking out her tits?"

"No, I wasn't," Sarah said innocently. She then leaned her mouth so she could speak in a low voice over the thumping of the music. "All I'm saying is that Sassy's breasts look almost identical to the pictures of Laurie I saw in your dresser drawer."

Bryce felt flush with embarrassment. Sarah had never told him that she'd come across those pictures.

"Oh my god! I can't believe you saw those." He half buried his head in his hands, but Sarah pulled him back up.

"Oh, chill out," she said. Her laugh caused Bryce to relax just a little. "It's not like I was looking for them. I saw them in the drawer and, well, there was no way I couldn't look at them. Besides, they were pretty hot."

Bryce groaned again, but now he was doing it more for show than out of any real embarrassment. "You could have said something."

"Like what? 'Hey bro. Just saw those pictures of you and your girlfriend fucking. You looked really hot in them.'"

"Er, well...no, I suppose that would have been awkward."

Sarah nodded, and then steered Bryce's eyes back to the monitor. Sassy had lifted her skirt and removed her thong. Carlos moved up behind her and started screwing her with long, slow strokes. Sassy, with thong wrapped around one wrist, was moving in time with Carlos, massaging her breasts with one hand and bracing against the wall with the other.

"That's pretty hot," Sarah said. Bryce could feel her breath against his ear and cheek as she spoke. Between that and the show, he was becoming uncomfortably aroused. He just mumbled in agreement.

"I guess I just can't help being a voyeur once in a while," she said. "I hope you're not upset about me seeing those pictures. Honestly, they were a bit of a turn on for me that night, as if I'd needed anything else."

Bryce felt himself pulled between embarrassed and flattered. He noted that Sarah's hands were starting to rub his biceps while she watched the monitor. They were even moving in time with Carlos's thrusts. This really was turning her on, he realized.

The pair on the screen rapidly upped their tempo, clearly trying to climax before the end of the ten-minute session. Sassy was massaging her breasts with one hand while propping herself against the wall with the other. Carlos held her hips and slammed her hard from behind. He slowed his pace abruptly and held his cock deep in her pussy, the expression on his face clearly showing that he had reached orgasm.

Carlos pulled out of Sassy, his engorged cock flopping around for the camera before he pulled up his pants. Sassy pulled him into a quick kiss and gave him a pat on the crotch. She turned to the camera, looking slightly off center in the darkness, cupped her breasts and waggled them playfully for the audience. She then gave a big smile and waved before hurrying to dress herself.

"What showmanship," Sarah said in a low, raspy voice. "I wish I had her confidence."

"Yeah, I don't think I could do that on camera, knowing that I was being watched."

"For what it's worth, though, I think your body works better in front of the camera than Carlos's does," Sarah said.

Bryce spun the chair around and gave her a mock dirty look.

Sarah put her hands up in defense. "Hey, I just call it like I see it. And oh, I've seen it."

"Right, thanks," Bryce said. "Just kindly keep mention of those pictures to yourself. I don't need mom or dad finding out. Or some future girlfriend."

"Don't worry," she said. "It'll be our little secret. But only if you let me see them again sometime."

"You dirty little perv," he said. He knew she was joking by the way she smiled when she said it. But, her tone suggested that there might have been a hint of something else there, too.

"In fairness, though, if I ever take dirty pictures with a boyfriend, maybe I'll let you see a couple of them," she said.

Bryce raised an eyebrow. "What, is watching Sassy turning you into an exhibitionist too?"

"Nope. The offer only extends to you...and only to make things even between us."

"Okay, sure," Bryce said. "Photos would be fine. Though I'd accept video as well."

Sarah's face brightened. "Be careful what you wish for," she said, giving him a playful punch on the shoulder. "Now, you'd better save a copy of that latest show. I'd imagine that Sassy will want to see how it looked."

*****

Sassy stepped out from behind the heavy curtain of the Mixer room. She was sweaty but satisfied, having found their live exhibition to be a tremendous turn on. She desperately hoped that Sarah and Bryce had gotten her message and stayed to watch the show. Unfortunately, she had another hour of pulling names to finish before she could go find out.

"Looks like you had a good time," Mary said, sliding up to Sassy.

Sassy was a little surprised that her old friend was still in the waiting room. "Yeah, I told Carlos that I needed a quicky. How'd your tumble go?"

"Good," Mary said. "I got what I needed and so did my partner."

"Cool. So, you gonna try to hook up with whoever it was?"

"Nah, I don't think so," Mary said. "He was good enough for a down and dirty one-off, but he had a bit of BO going and was a sloppy kisser. If I want company tonight, I'll find someone else."

Sassy nodded. Mary wouldn't know that she'd been with her brother until the video came out, then. Though she hadn't said so outright, it sounded to Sassy like Mary had been pretty intimate with Mike.

"You gonna hang out around the party for a bit?" Sassy said.

"Yeah, for a little while, anyway," Mary said. "See if I can find someone worthy of going home with tonight. I'll catch you after your shift, if I haven't found Mr. Lucky by then."

"Right. See ya." Sassy knew it was unlikely they'd cross paths again this evening. And when they next met, any last trace of their friendship would have likely vanished.

*****

Sarah watched on as her brother burned Sassy and Carlos's performance to a CD. She couldn't believe that she'd just promised her brother photos, or even a video, of her and some future boyfriend having sex. She knew that the comment could have been taken in jest and that Bryce would never hold her to it. Yet, in a way, she wanted to follow through. She had seen the intimate photos of him with Laurie and those, combined with their encounter in the Mixer, had charged her fantasies for the entire summer. She wanted Bryce to feel the same about her.

Watching the video and reminiscing about that night last spring had made Sarah incredibly horny. For more than the first time this evening, she wished she had a boyfriend to go home to and fuck the bejezus out of. In her tight, low-cut jeans and short T that exposed her fit abs, she would have no problems fetching a one-night stand from the party downstairs. Unfortunately, an anonymous screw wasn't what she needed right now.

"Okay, CD's burned," Bryce said, holding up a couple discs. "I only made one copy of their show, and I'll leave it for them. Unless you really want a copy for yourself."

"Nah, that's okay," Sarah said. "Seeing it live was good enough for me."

"Alright then," he said, clicking off the monitor. "Our work here is finished."

He stood and stretched. Sarah's eyes rolled across his tanned body. He wasn't one to hit the gym much, but clearly he'd been biking and swimming a lot over the summer. Images from the sex photos and memories from the night following the Mixer when she was poised over his naked body, collided in her mind. She felt her stomach knot, just like it had the first time she'd kissed a boy.

Impulsively, she threw her arms around Bryce and hugged him tight. His strength, his smell, his warmth - she tried to absorb all of it.

"Whoa, what's that for?" Bryce said, patting her gently on the back.

"Just for being you," she said. "And for helping finish this whole revenge thing, even though my heart was never completely into it."

"Yeah," Bryce said. "Sometimes it felt like we were setting up this revenge just for show...for Sassy and Carlos, who knew what happened. For my part, I'm kinda glad Mary set us up. It seemed to bring us closer together in a way that probably wouldn't have happened otherwise."

"Exactly," she said. Reluctantly, she let go of him, though she slid her hand down to his. To her relief, he took it.

*****

Bryce reached to unlock the bedroom door, but Sarah reached around him to hold it shut. He could feel her breath on the back of his neck and it made him uncomfortably warm.

"Wait," she said in a soft voice that scarcely carried over the music below.

He turned to face his sister, scant inches away and looking up intently into his eyes. Her arm remained around his side, almost the beginning of an embrace.

"Yeah?" Bryce felt his voice nearly crack, dry from nervousness.

"Can I ask you a question?" she said. "It's a personal question, but it's important to me."

Bryce gulped. He sensed where this question was leading and he was afraid to go to that place. Fear, however, could not stop the inertia of the moment.

"Sure, anything."

Sarah took both of Bryce's hands into her own. She looked down at the floor for a moment, collecting herself, and then looked back into his eyes.

"That night, what happened between us, do you think much about it?"

"Yeah, I do," Bryce said. He couldn't help but be completely honest. Against all common sense, he'd fantasized about that night - what was and what might have been - countless times over the summer.

"Do you ever wonder what things would be like if your roommate hadn't come home? I mean, do you ever wish we would have...finished?" Sarah's hands were trembling ever so slightly in Bryce's. Or were those his hands that were shaking?

"Yes, I've wondered what would have happened between us," he said. "As it is, we probably went somewhere we shouldn't have. But things worked out okay and I don't think either of us is too messed up. I know, deep down, that it's probably best that we didn't finish...but yeah, sometimes I do wish we had. Just to know."

Sarah leaned into Bryce's body and laid her head on his shoulder. The two just stood there for a long minute, holding each other tenderly. The touch of her body, the smell of her hair, the rhythm of her breathing against his chest, all directly routed past his conscious mind to the parts that generated arousal.

Finally, he broke the moment by asking her a question in return. "And you?"

"Honestly, I couldn't get it off my mind all summer," she said, pulling her head back to look at him again. "You're right, we shouldn't have gone that far and we should consider ourselves lucky that we were interrupted before it went any further. But I just keep replaying things in my mind...fantasizing...and it's driving me nuts."

"Do we need some sort of closure, to move on?" Did he really just say those words out loud?

"Is that okay? I mean, can we do that and not screw things up?"

"At this point, do we have a choice?"

*****

Sarah watched Bryce's eyes carefully as he spoke. Throughout the evening, she didn't know if she would have the courage to reveal her feelings to her brother. In his eyes, though, she could see that he was very much in the same position she was. She'd never been as rattled with nerves as she was at this very moment, yet with the nervous energy came a rush of arousal that needed to be unleashed.

"Just this once," she said.

"Agreed," he said. "For closure."

"Swear," she said.

"I swear," Bryce said with genuine seriousness.

"I swear too," she said. On a deep subconscious level, she finally began to relax. Only now, as it melted away, did she realize how much tension she'd allowed her obsession to build up since the night of the last Mixer party.

Sarah leaned into a full contact embrace with Bryce, their lips meeting in a cautious exchange that quickly escalated. She groped his butt, and then let her hands wander up his back and down his chest. Just as with their first encounter in the darkness of the Mixer, she was smitten with his solid build and masculine scent. She could also feel his erection straining against his jeans. She smiled inwardly at that, knowing he was being honest with her in his need.

Sarah broke off the embrace and pushed away from him, indicating that he was to remain put. She took a few steps backward until she was beside Carlos' bed. The room was only lit by a sliver of light from the streetlight outside and by the reddish glow of a lava lamp perched on the nightstand. While dim, it was enough to see clearly by.

"I have the advantage over you," she said. "I got to see pictures of you naked, but you haven't had a chance to see me bare all in anything other than almost pitch darkness. I think it's only fair that we even that score."

Sarah couldn't believe she was doing something this stupid crazy, but neither could she deny that she loved every moment. Stripping for her brother while watching the incredible lust build upon his face fed the fires of her own arousal. Only on the night of the last Mixer had she ever felt so alive.

She cupped her breasts, teasing Bryce with the playful gesture. She had no idea where this silly streak came from, but she just went with it. Both hands then gripped the front of her cropped t-shirt and peeled it up and over her head in one smooth motion. Bryce's eyes dropped to her bra, which she remembered was a sheer number that revealed a shadow of her nipples underneath. It made her feel good to be desired.

Sarah then turned away from her brother and reached around to unsnap the bra. She shrugged it off her shoulders and down her arms, hiding her breasts for the moment from Bryce. Again, she cupped them in her hands. Slowly, she turned back around. Bryce was behaving well by staying in place, but clearly he was riveted with her performance.

"You sure you want this?" she said, jiggling her modest breasts under her hands.

"More than you could possibly know," he managed to say.

She smiled broadly and let her hands slide seductively down her sides, revealing herself to her brother. Clearly, Bryce was lost in lust, and it gave her a sense of pride. She had a fit body from years of soccer and volleyball, and she'd worked hard to keep in shape in college. It was nice to be able to show it off to an appreciative audience every now and then.

"Does everything meet with your approval?" she said.

"Amazing," he said. "You are, without a doubt, the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on."

"You're just saying that," she said, teasing him. "I've seen your pictures of Laurie. I know you like bigger breasts that these."

Bryce looked almost annoyed at that comment. "Not at all," he said. "Yes, she had nice tits. They worked for her. Yours really work for you. Perfect shape, perfect size."

"Uh huh," she said with a mocking smile. "So, now we're even over those photos, right?"

"Oh, not just yet, I don't think," Bryce said. "Those were full nudity pics...and in compromising positions. You still have a ways to go, I think."

"Perv," she said with a laugh. "Very well, then."

*****

Bryce couldn't help but smile at Sarah's uninhibited joy. He was also riveted by her performance. There's probably a special place in hell reserved for me for enjoying this, he thought to himself.

He watched on as Sarah playfully pinched each of her perfect, erect nipples. She then slid her hands seductively down her sides along her firm tummy. One by one, each button from her low-cut jeans was popped free. She wrestled the fabric over her hips and down each smooth leg.

"Closer?" she said, tossing aside the jeans. Sarah was now clad in nothing but a sheer pair of panties that matched the discarded bra. She posed for Bryce, a gesture that nearly caused his knees to buckle.

"Getting really warm," he muttered. Yes, it was getting really warm in here.

Sarah looked down at her own body. She seemed to "discover" that her panties were still on. "Oh, silly me," she said with a grin.

Bryce watched on as Sarah slid her thumbs inside the waistband along her hips. She teased her panties down an inch at a time until Bryce caught just the slightest hint of her pubic hair. Seemingly sensing his anticipation, she again turned her back to him. With a suggestive wiggle of the ass, the panties were finally pulled down and allowed to pool at her ankles.

Sarah was backlit by the reddish glow of the lava lamp. From her side, the sliver of streetlight served only to accentuate the smooth nuances of her curves and musculature. This glorious sight, her strong legs, her ass that beckoned to be held, the angle between her hips and her waist, the crevasse between her shoulder blades, her delicate neck, and the wavy locks of hair - it was a masterwork of art, etched only in Bryce's fallible mind. More than he'd ever wanted anything in his life, he wished to be able to retain this vision for all his days.

Sarah turned her upper body partway around, revealing one perfect breast in profile against the lava lamp. Her face bore an expression caught between the innocent beauty of his kid sister and the smoldering sensuality of the woman she'd become; one aspect he feared he was taking advantage of, and the other he sensed was controlling his every move.

She turned the rest of the way, facing him full on. "So, are we now settled over the photos?"

"Absolutely," Bryce said. "Honestly, sis, you are just amazing."

"Thanks," she said. He sensed a bit of modesty overtaking her playfulness. He wondered if she might not be having a change of heart. There was no way he could blame her if she did.

Bryce's gaze wandered down the front side of her body, appreciating every nuance just as he had with her backside. Her pubic hair was trimmed short and shaved back into a thin strip that was framed in a slightly wider area of pale skin. His gaze snapped back up as he came to a realization.

"What's so funny?" Sarah said, noticing that he'd started to grin crazily.

"Oh, I was just noticing that you have tan lines down there," he said, pointing at her crotch with his eyes. "Very small tan lines, from the look of it. But you don't seem to have them anywhere else. Just an observation."

"Oh, that," she said, blushing. "I spent the last two weeks of summer vacation with Kate at her parents' cabin. We spent most of our time sunbathing. It's isolated enough up there that we were able to go topless without fear of prying eyes."

"Now that's a sight I wouldn't have minded stumbling upon," Bryce said. "Two lovely ladies, mostly naked."

"Yeah, I'll bet," she said. "And if you knew what bikini I was wearing up there, well, let's just say that there isn't much to it. It's not the sort of thing I'd ever be caught dead in if there was a chance of being around anyone I knew."

"Aside from Kate?"

"Well, yeah, aside from her, of course," Sarah said. "She's the one who talked me into buying it...and into removing the top for most of our time up there. Oh, and if you think my suit was skimpy, you should've seen hers. She had to completely shave just to wear it. Crazy."