“Awww, come off it!"
“, unless you promise me something."
“What's that?"
"Tomorrow night, I want you to invite Webster over here. I want you to set up a little sex party with her, and this time I want you to fuck her!"
“I, I don't know!" Teddy was amazed.
"I'm not taking no for an answer, brother dear," Bobbi said, "And furthermore, you'll do what I say or I make a long distance call to our parents, crying hysterically. And another thing, "
Teddy groaned. He knew when he was licked. "Yeah? What?"
“I get to watch!"
Chapter 5
Bobbi had things arranged to her satisfaction the next evening. The big "seduction" scene was to happen in the living room. There was a spot, halfway up the staircase, where a person could look through the posts where they ended and the wail began. It had been a favorite spying place for the twins since they were old enough to walk. With a little manipulation of the living room furniture, the sofa was directly in view of the hiding place, and Bobbi was satisfied that she could see everything her brother did with the physical education teacher.
Teddy had surprisingly little trouble getting Miss Webster to agree to the meeting. He had simply sent a note to her office, saying, "I think I'm having the same trouble I had yesterday. If you could come by my house at eight o'clock. I could explain it to you in more detail."
The older woman had seemed nervous during that afternoon's rehearsal, but once or twice she had smiled at Teddy and nodded her head, as if to say, "You're on!"
At seven forty-five Teddy had laid out a tray of drink mixings. He wouldn't normally have served alcoholic beverages to a teacher at his school, but under the circumstances he felt that certain formalities could be ignored.
Bobbi hung around upstairs impatiently. She hoped Miss Webster was punctual. She was dressed respectably enough, in a short-sleeved blouse and a pair of cut-off jeans, just in case she was seen or heard, and had to make an appearance. She didn't bother with shoes though, since she wanted to be as quiet as possible on the staircase.
The cut-offs had a fly in the front, which she had already unzipped. Under no circumstances did she want to make noise when the time came for her to play with her newly-opened pussy.
It seemed like an eternity until the doorbell finally rang. She glanced at the clock on the wall above the stairs. It was only two minutes after eight. Bobbi pressed her face between the two posts and watched as Teddy, in white jeans and a polo shirt and sneakers, walked to the door and opened it. Then she gasped!
Miss Webster walked in first, dressed very simply but smartly, and behind her, in a pair of neat slacks and a sports jacket, was Coach Orlando!
Bobbi felt her cunt begin to tingle already! Coach Orlando was basically the man she used in her fantasy of being picked up on a bus! He had the same big, rugged, dark good looks that she'd always imagined the man in her dreams to have. And his face could be friendly and warm or stern and masterful. Every one of her girlfriends had gigantic crushes on the man, and it always annoyed Bobbi a little to realize that he was all too aware of these childish, girlish longings.
Teddy also seemed surprised to see the two of them. Miss Webster, who Bobbi had to admit looked like a million tonight, spoke first, and made the proper explanations.
"Hi, Teddy. Nick and I had dinner together, and when I told him I was coming by here, he wanted to drop me off."
Coach Orlando smiled. Teddy couldn't guess a thing from the man's manner. He wasn't close to Coach Orlando, but they'd always been on friendly terms together. Did the coach know the score?
"Oh, sure, " the boy said. "It's perfectly all right. I mean, come in, both of you, "
"No," Coach Orlando said, "I'll be running along now. I guess you and Margaret have things to discuss. I'd just be in the way."
"Well, as a matter of fact, " Teddy began, but he was immediately interrupted by a voice from upstairs.
"Coach Orlando!" Bobbi said, padding down the stairs in her bare feet. "What a surprise! Gee, I never get to see you!"
The coach smiled at the blonde girl. He'd always admired Bobbi's looks, and now that Margaret had told him what a hot number her brother was, he couldn't help but wonder if it ran in the family. In fact, Margaret had told him the Whole story of her experience with Teddy in the small office near the auditorium, and he knew that he was bringing her to this house tonight for a repeat performance. He liked the girls' physical education teacher more than any woman he knew in town, but he also understood that no one man could completely satisfy her. In a way, he was happier seeing her make it with a young boy than with another older man. It made their own relationship more secure, in a way. The sudden appearance of Teddy's sister was an unexpected surprise. He supposed that Teddy would have cleared the house tonight of all outside intrusion.
"Hi, Bobbi, "the swarthy coach said, smiling and showing his large, white teeth. "I didn't know you were home."
"Well," the girl said, descending the stairs and walking across the room, "Teddy and I are orphans for a couple of weeks. Grandpa isn't well, and Mom and Dad had to go and see him."
"Oh, I'm sorry, " Miss Webster said.
"Please don't be," Bobbi said. "At least, we can entertain anybody we want to without people underfoot, "
Bobbi was glad that Mrs. Wilson fed them early and went right home. She liked the feeling of having the house to herself. Or sharing it with somebody as compatible as her brother.
"In that case," Coach Orlando said, "I'll stay a little while. That is, if it's all right with Margaret, and Teddy."
The twins weren't used to hearing Miss Webster called by her first name. The atmosphere was already more intimate than the typical student-teacher relationship. Teddy also saw the fire in Bobbi's eyes when she looked the coach over. Well, the boy reasoned, if his sister had the hots for old Orlando, why not? The coach had a reputation for being quite a ladies' man, so Teddy guessed there was nothing wrong with him physically, and if he could get fired up with Webster, why shouldn't Bobbi get her kicks too?
Teddy cut in at that point, and Bobbi was proud of him. He assumed the role of host with admirable ease.
"I put drinks out, for the grown-ups." He began to laugh, and then all of them did.
"Great," the coach said. "Looks like you remembered everything. Who'd like to do the honors?"
Bobbi walked to the large tray on the coffee table.
"We mix drinks for our parents' company all the time. Just tell me what you like and I'll take care of it. What do you want, Teddy, a Coke?"
"Sure," Teddy answered. "Like last night."
Bobbi mixed drinks for the two physical education teachers and got them comfortably seated side by side on the sofa. She turned to her brother.
"I'll have to fix ours in the kitchen. I forgot the soda."
Teddy knew that Bobbi would mix their drinks as strong as anyone else's, but his sister felt the same reluctance to let the teachers know they were having an alcoholic beverage as he did. He was glad Bobbi was cool in these situations.
Bobbi came back with two frosted glasses. It was difficult to see what the contents were from the out-sides. The twins took chairs across the coffee table from the older couple. All of them sat and sipped for several minutes. Then Coach Orlando noticed something that almost made him choke on his drink. Bobbi had forgotten to zip up the front of her jeans. They were still open, the way the girl had planned for them to be when she spied from the top of the stairs. Bobbi noticed his eyes staring down and thought he was admiring her legs. At least, she hoped he was. She stretched out in her chair, crossing and uncrossing her ankles. Then she glanced down to see if her legs were positioned as attractively as possible. When she did, she also noticed her open fly, and her face turned a bright scarlet. If Miss Webster or Teddy had noticed, they didn't show any signs.