Double Dribble

                Chapter 2

The Sunday morning after the game I was awakened by the door bell. I looked at the clock, 7:30, what the hell?

I didn’t think that it would be Robin. She had told me at the shop last night how sorry she was, and her friends had all been friendly with me when I bought them a pizza. I thought that it might be Don; he was going to come over for the game today. We had made up, that is he had accepted my apology. I still didn’t want to be close to him any more, but he had been a good friend for a long time and I couldn’t justify hurting his feelings again. 

I was surprised to see Robin at the door. 

“Well hello sweets, to what do I owe this honor?”

“Let me in Mark, I have some making up to do.”

“Oh, did you do something wrong Robin?”

“Yes Mark, I tried to force you into doing what I wanted without thinking of how it would affect you, I was wrong and I need to make it up to you.”

“No you don’t Robin, I understand and I’m okay with it.”

“Well, there is another reason. I’m horny, and while you have been a perfect gentleman with me, I need some loving. I don’t know that I’m ready to go all the way with you, but I would love to see what you can do with your hands.”

The way she was talking, it was as if she expected me to object. Silly girl. I didn’t even speak; I just took her hand and closed the door. I led her to my bedroom and took her in my arms. I had thrown on a T-shirt and shorts when I got up, and Robin’s hands snaked up under the shirt as I held her.

“Wait here a moment honey, I need to rinse out my mouth before we kiss, you woke me up.”

“Okay Mark, but don’t take too long.”

Like I was going to stay away one second longer than I had to. When I stepped back out of the bathroom, Robin was sitting on my bed, wearing a pair of pink panties, and nothing else. Her 34B sized tits had medium dark nipples that were not excited; I guess she was a little nervous. 

I reached down and pulled my shirt off, I couldn’t be dressed more than her. She flinched a bit as my scars were exposed, but then she looked down at the bulge in my shorts, and smiled. 

“You are beyond beautiful Robin; I want to spend the day exploring every nook and cranny of that marvelous body.”

I moved to the bed and Robin got an apprehensive look on her face. “Relax dear, you told me your limits, and I won’t push them, even if you change your mind in the heat of passion. I know that you have heard this before from boys, but trust me, I will not hurt you. The difference is that I am not a boy; I am in no hurry here. I just want to please you, so relax and enjoy.”

I lay her back on the bed and kissed her. I then proceeded to kiss, lick, and rub every inch on her porcelain skin that I could reach. By the time I got to sucking on her nipples, they were rock hard. I removed her panties and finally ended up with my head buried in between her thighs. 

Robin may have intended give me a present for being patient with her, but she was the one getting a reward today. I was happy as well, of course, the chance to see and feel her naked body, as well as taste her trimmed pussy, was truly rewarding. The best reward was when she screamed out her release, several times.

When I thought that she had gone as far as she could today, I moved up beside her and held her trembling body against mine. She soon stopped trembling and her breathing smoothed out. Her free hand began exploring my side and chest. 

“This was supposed to be a reward to you for putting up with my ‘prom queen’ moments; instead I get the reward from you.”

“Trust me Robin, I feel rewarded.”

“That wasn’t the first time for you to have done that, was it?”

“No, it wasn’t; but it was the best. You taste delightful dear and I would be happy to go down on you whenever I may. I enjoy that a lot.”

“But I thought that you had trouble getting dates?”

“Yes, I did; but it seemed that by the end of the war, half the women in Vietnam were prostitutes. The lady who cleaned our hooch taught me a lot about pleasing a woman.”

“Now, it is time to move back to the mundane world. Would you like to go swimming with me? I need to get in some exercise today, and swimming is on my schedule.”

“That sounds like fun, Mark. Do we need to go to the field house?”

“No, one of the reasons I chose this apartment complex was because it has an enclosed and heated pool. Go to the dorm and get your suit and we can swim for a couple of hours. In fact, why don’t you pick up a selection of clothes to keep over here? There will be many times that it would be incon-venient for you to have to go back to the dorm to change clothes. I’m not suggesting that you move in with me, that would be pushing things a bit fast, and the school won’t let you while you are a freshman. What I mean is that having some clothes over here would be helpful. Okay?”

“Yes Mark, that sounds like a good idea. Give me a little while. Would it be okay if my roommate comes over to swim as well? She says that Don has plans today and she is lonely.”

“Sure, bring Brenda along. I hope that she is not upset that Don’s plans are to watch the game over here. I was going to tell you about it, but I didn’t have the chance to last night. He came into Roman’s last night and we talked a bit. We decided to go back to our old habits, except that most of my time would be with you. I hope that is okay with you. Will you be uncomfortable around Don?”

“No, I don’t think so. Do you think that he is about to dump Brenda though? I would hate to bring her over here for that.”

“Even if he is, I’ll make sure that it doesn’t happen today. Go get your stuff and your friend, I’ll clean up and get ready for you. I’d say that I would clear space for you in my closet, but it is mostly clear space anyway.” I leaned over and gave her a nice kiss, “I need to wash my face, so I’ll let you get dressed.”

I got up and went in to the bathroom to do as I had said. When I came out, Robin was dressed, and she gave me a smack on the lips before leaving. I changed the bed and cleaned up the dirty clothes and such, then made coffee and waited for the girls to come over. 

After Robin stowed her emergency stash in my closet, we had a surprisingly good time swimming. I found Brenda to be a pleasant and intelligent girl. We were eating lunch when Don showed up with the beer, and he seemed to be pleased that Brenda was there. A brief discussion when the girls were in the kitchen, disclosed that he was in no hurry to move on from Brenda. He said that she was not clingy like other girls, and that he had fun with her. I didn’t want to tell him that it was probably because she was the first girl smart enough to figure out how to hold on to him. It would do him good to settle down for a little while at least, and now we could go on an actual double date, one in which I was as likely to get lucky as he was. That would indeed be a change. 

When the girls came back in I suggested that very thing, and they were enthusiastic about it. We went roller skating that evening, and double dated at least once a month from then on. It was a lot of fun. 

One memorable date was on Halloween. Brenda was from Lebanon, and had promised to help her parents’ church with a Halloween party. The Sunday school was doing this as a way to make money, and to give the kids too old to go trick or treating something to do. We agreed to help her, and we all dressed up in costumes and played the part of ghouls in the haunted room, or should I say tomb? It was a lot of fun, and it was also the first time that Robin stayed the night with me. 

The girls had cleared it with their dorm mother to be gone all night. They were supposed to stay with Brenda’s folks, but changed their mind at the last minute. Sure they did, I would be willing to bet that they had this planned from word go. 

When we got to my place, Brenda and Robin pulled out the hide-a-bed and made it up. I expected to share a bed with Don, until Robin took my hand and led me into the bedroom, closing the door behind us.  

We had gotten pretty far with our sexual antics by then. Robin had given me several hand jobs, and I ate pussy at every opportunity, but this would be the first time that we had actually slept together. I expected things to follow our usual routine, until the naked blond pulled my shorts down and said that it was time to take the next step.

I would love to say that having sex with Robin changed everything, but in reality there was very little change at all. In fact; she started getting a little distant. I was still working Friday and Saturday nights, so I was unable to go to the games with her. She went with friends, and didn’t come into the shop all the time; she said that she was getting tired of pizza. We got invited to numerous parties, but the only ones we went to together were the ones I was invited to by my fellow workers. We never went to ones with her friends together. The other thing I noticed; was that sometimes when I picked her up, she would be lifting my ring out from her clothes as she was exiting the dorm. 

Thanksgiving was shared between my folks and Brenda’s. Robin and I would travel to Ohio for Christmas, and Don’s mom really didn’t care. She would go to parties with her friends and ignore Don for the most part. She had been this way as long as I had known him; I can only remember meeting her a few times.

The four of us spent the morning with my parents, and dad did me proud with pancake sandwiches, a stack of fresh made pancakes with two over easy eggs on top, with bacon and whole hog sausage on the side. Brenda and I had grits with this, Robin and Don declined. Some people just don’t like them for some reason, whereas I love good grits. I learned to like them in basic training. 

We all had a good time, and then drove to Lebanon to spend the evening with Brenda’s parents. The feast they laid on was stupendous, but I missed a couple of dad’s specialties that I hadn’t had in years, but maybe he would save some for me. They were going to mom’s sister’s house and dad was making a green bean casserole and a carrot cake to take along.  

There was no curfew during the holidays, so Don and Brenda got to spend another night on the hide-away. 

Before we left for the Christmas holidays, dad and I did a brake job on Robin’s car, as well as putting on snow tires and winterizing her radiator with antifreeze. The car was now about as good as it could be. Robin wasn’t worried about driving it anymore, and even better, I wasn’t worried about riding in it. That was good, because we were taking her car to Ohio. Her dad had gotten her a new car, and she needed to trade. My opinion was that, unless it was a brand new car, she would be better off with the Falcon. 

I didn’t have to pull in a lot of favors to get the time off from work. The reduced number of students at the school meant that not as many workers were needed, and they could get those from the kids who weren’t going anywhere. 

I bought Robin a tennis bracelet and a couple of albums for Christmas. I had them in my suitcase for the trip. We agreed to do presents and such with everyone in Indiana after we got back in January. Driving to Dayton is about as easy as it gets, you go south to Indianapolis and turn left. 

The arrival at her home gave me a whole new look into Robin’s personality. I was introduced to her parents and immediately saw the dynamics of the household. Her father was a big, fast talking blowhard. Eddie Howell sold appliances and furniture. He had a store in one of the malls and was doing pretty good. Mrs. Howell (I was never given her first name) on the other hand, was a mouse. She did not meet my eyes, or speak above a whisper. She was not even at the door when we arrived, Eddie called her in from the kitchen to say hello. Her handshake was brief, as was her hug with Robin. She then quickly returned to the kitchen. 

“Hey Binky, do you want to see what daddy got you to replace that old car? It’s out in the garage and all ready for you. Rachel says that she has a job and will need transportation, so I’m going to let her have your old car. Here’s the keys baby, go ahead and check it out.”

BINKY?

Robin jumped up and gave her dad a hug, then she raced out to the garage to see what he had gotten for her. Just like a little princess at her birthday party.

Her dad probably didn’t know that the Falcon was better than it had been, so that told me something about what he thought of Rachel, what the pecking order was in this household. In most families, the older daughter would get the new stuff, and the younger would get the hand-me-downs. The fact that Robin didn’t say anything meant that this was normal for them. 

I followed her out to the garage and saw the car as soon as she did. I thought daddy had done her bad with the Falcon, but this time he had gone to a new low, a Maverick; a 1971, orange, Maverick with plaid seats. It was the ugliest car I had ever seen. Robin of course was ecstatic; she jumped up and down, squealed, and clapped her hands. 

“Oh daddy, I love it. Rachel can have that old junker, I love this one. Thank you Daddy, thank you.”

Robin jumped up and hugged her daddy again, then she ran around to the driver’s door and got in. 

“Open the door Mark; let’s take a drive to check this out.”

I opened the garage door, and then had to move the Falcon out of the way to let her out. I parked the Falcon in front of the house and got out. Robin pulled up next to me, just as another car pulled up in front of the house. A tall black girl got out and waved to the girl driving it. She stepped over to the Maverick and leaned in to Robin. 

“Hello sis, I see dad couldn’t wait to show you your new toy.” She looked up at me, “this must be Mark, hi there. I’m Rachel, Robin’s half-sister. Robin told us that you would be with her when she came home.”