Stranded at a Bed & Breakfast

Nicole and I ran from the car to the front porch as quickly as we could in the drenching rain. We had already gotten wet going from the store to the car, but by the time we reached the front door we were completely soaked. Nicole tried the door, then gave a sharp knock on the door.

"It's locked?" I asked like a dope.

"It's a B&B, Jesse. They don't do check-ins all night like a motel," she said before the door opened. An older man peered out at us quizzically.

"Can I help you?"

"We need some help. Trying to get out of the storm?"

"Oh!" he cried, "Let me go get the innkeeper!" He ushered us in and closed the door before shuffling off, calling for a Mr. Moore.

Nicole and I stood there in the foyer trying to protect the wooden floors by dripping on the mat instead. An older woman was standing up form the couch, and seeing us she began to fret. "Let me go grab some towels for you!" she said as she bustled off.

A moment later the old man returned with a younger man who immediately asked us, "You two were looking for lodging?"

"Just for the night, yes." I said

He winced. "Sorry guys, I'm all booked up."

"We go nowhere else to go. We're staying in a cabin up on the lake, but in this weather we can't make the drive at night."

"It'd probably be dangerous even in the day," he agreed, "but I only have the 4 rooms. I'm really booked."

"We don't need a room," Nicole said. "My brother and I just need a place to hunker down for the night." I only half-way noticed the way she slid in the fact that I'm her brother, then smiled to myself when I realized what she was doing.

"How much is rent typically?" I asked as the older woman returned to hand us towels.

"We usually do $85 a night."

"I can pay $150 cash for tonight, just to let us sleep on the floor somewhere."

"We don't have any other place to go. Please?" my sister begged, with a smile that would be sweet to a parent or older brother, but could be mildly flirty for the 30-something man standing before us.

He thought for half a moment. "OK, I think I can make something work. Come follow me."

We thanked the two elderly guests who helped us and followed after the manager. He took us up the stairs and down the hall, opened one of the bedrooms and ushered us in. "This is my own bedroom," he said. "I've got a spot I can camp out in for the night while you guys stay here."

"Oh, that's not necessary!" Nicole said. "We can take that spot instead."

"Well, I am collecting rent for the night. So no, you stay here. Also, breakfast is included."

I pulled out my wallet and payed him the $150 I promised. "We really do appreciate this."

He gestured at a closed door. "You'll have your own bathroom, and you can borrow some of my clothes for the night, there in the dresser. I'll collect your clothes in a minute and throw them in the dryer."

Nicole opened a drawer and started looking for something to throw on. The guy was well over 6 feet tall and 200 pounds, so anything he owned would be big on me. She would be swimming in it. "That's really kind of you," I said.

He waved me off. "I'll let you guys clean up."

After he was gone, Nicole grabbed an oversized t and went to the bathroom to change. I toweled off, threw on shorts and a shirt (free-balling, because my own drawers were soaked), and moved some items from my jacket pocket to the nightstand. The manager was waiting outside, took our clothes and told us "You folks are free to come hang out downstairs, but it's pretty late and everyone's in bed or heading there. My tv has netflix, the wifi password is 'underhill', and feel free to borrow one of my books, so long as you don't crease them," he said, pointing at a small bookcase."

Before he left, he asked for my phone number. As I gave it, he typed it in his cell and a second later my phone dinged. "That's my number," he said. "If a guest needs something in the night, just send me a text. But that would be pretty rare," he assured me.

When he was gone, Nicole and I looked at each other. "Well, shit," I said.

"Ah, come on! Could be much worse."

"Lucky we found somewhere to crash," I conceded, "but we are stuck here for the night. Did you message anyone back at the cabin?"

She shook her head. "Not yet. Did you call Dad and let him know we got there OK?"

"Yeah, but do me a favor? Text him and let him know where we are now, and that we're alright. I'll call Ryan and tell him what happened to us."

Ryan's been my best friend since college. He, I, Nicole, and 3 other friends were staying our parents timeshare this weekend, a lakeside cabin. Nicole and I had gone into town to buy drinks and snacks when the storm hit. In minutes it was clear that we wouldn't be able to make it the 12 miles of country road back to our friends, so the shopkeeper gave us directions to the nearby bed and breakfast. The closest motel was too far to make safely.

Ryan picked up quick and and I filled him in. "Well, I'm jealous," he said. "You're in a lovely inn with a beautiful girl and a truckload of booze. Sounds like the perfect weekend."

"That girl's my sister."

"And that's you. Always focusing the negative."

"Well, we'll be back up there in the morning. Will you survive without our supplies?"

"Yeah, we grabbed burgers on the road. And Vito brought a bottle of jack, to that'll hold us. Also guess what Naomi is pushing tonight?"

"What?"

"A seance. I shit you not."

"That... fits."

"She brought a Ouija board and who knows what other arcane supplies. So that's our evening. Arguing about whether we should for 3 hours."

"You're against?"

"I don't care. But Vito's freaked and is staring to psyche Tiffy out too."

"Well, the jack'll help."

"Jesse, I'm sorry you're missing the first night. I feel bad I let you go instead of me."

"No worries, man, we got 2 more nights to party."

"No really, it should be me instead of you. Up there. With Nicky."

"Oh, fuck you." I hung up on his schoolboy giggling.

"Do they miss us?" asked Nicole?

"Did you know Naomi brought a Ouija board?"

"I would have guessed. You know how she is."

"What'd you put on?" Nicole had turned on the tv and netflix while I was on the phone. She had also switched the lighting from overhead to bedside lamps (movie preference).

"Uh, what's it called? With Will Ferrell and Wahlberg?"

"Oh, cool." I sat on the bed next to her.

"I am just now remembering that we have cases of booze in the car. And no way to get at it without going through the storm."

"If only someone had the foresight to grab a bottle before getting our of the car," I said, as I pulled up a bottle of rum.

"Genius! You know, you've always been a personal hero of mine?"

"Uh-huh." I unscrewed the cap and took a swig, then passed it to her. "To life."

"L'chayim!" she toasted and took her drink.

"So tomorrow, we grab breakfast, then head on up? They'll probably grab their own meal, so we just catch up?"

"I want to grab some groceries. I was going to cook the dinner tomorrow."

"Sounds good. Talk with Vito, I think he wants to do something too."

"Are you sad we're missing out tonight?"

"Nah. It's like Ryan told me, I'm in a nice room, with a good friend, watching a funny movie and getting buzzed. Best vacation."

"Better with Tiffy though."

"For you to hang with or me?"

She gave me a knowing smile. "You know what I mean."

Nicole knew I had a thing for Tiff. When we first met I was still pretty shy and awkward and her friend was cool and sophisticated. And always in a relationship. It had been years now and I had never even flirted with her.

"I can't lie. I was looking forward to spending some time with her."

"I think you have a shot."

"Yeah?"

"A couple things she's said. I think she started looking at you as more of a man, and less like her friend's older brother."

"I think it's the hair. I have really been on point lately."

She laughed. "No, I think she's maturing a little. No offense, but she used to put you in the nerd column."

"And now she sees how cool I am?"

"Um, no. But she does see how fun you are. And like I said, 'maturity'. She's less of a snob than she was in Uni."

"Harsh."

"Truth. We were almost frenemies before. Now we're just besties."

"Well, I'm psyched. And now I have a chance for quality time. After tonight. After she spends the night with Ryan and Vito." I paused "But she's not into either of them, right?

Nicole winced. "Have you seen shirtless Vito? I know you have, because he's an actual model. We all have."

"Well, I'm fucked. Or, rather, definitely not."

"Oh please! You're in the running, you look just fine!"

"I'm skinny."

"Lanky!"

"'Lanky' is when you're tall. I'm skinny."

"No, you... you're fit! You got muscles and all. 'Ropey', that's a word?"

I laughed. "You're a good sister."

She shrugged. "I wouldn't lie to you. You're a good looking dude. But that Vito. Damn."

"You know he's just a model on the side, right?"

"Oh, is that all! Well!" I stated laughing as she continued "Heck, anyone can get those part-time modeling jobs. They just give them out to people on the street."

"So if it came up, Vito over Ryan?"

"In looks, yes. But Ryan really is funny and clever. We'll so is Vito in his own way. But Ryan could probably be a stand-up comic. And he's not ugly."

"So pick. If you had too."

Nicole thought for a bit. "Something I should probably tell you."

"What." I thought for a sec. "Wait..."

"...yeah..." she said, sheepishly.

"Which?"

"Ryan?" she said apologetically.

"You had sex with my best friend?"

"Hey, now!" she said. "Are you saying you wouldn't?" We stared at each other. "With mine, I mean. Not Ryan himself."

"Point taken."

"Hm!"

"But that means he kept it from me."

"So he should come brag about it to you?"

"No, but that's just courtesy. 'Hey, something happened between me and your sister'. I mean, he's supposed to be my best friend. And I'm a little miffed you didn't say anything either."

"Come on, that's real personal. You can't expect people to be all open with that stuff."

"You're right, you're right, I'm being silly. And thanks for sharing anyway, I know that can be awkward."

"Not so much. We're more friends than siblings."

"I know, I like that. When did that start?"

"College. We each got cooler and had a little distance from each other."

"Oh yeah. Up to high school, it could get a little tense, huh?"

"Yeah, but I always liked you. You were a good big brother. Even when you a bit of a dick."

"Frankly, that's fair. And you were always a good sister. No caveats."

"You don't think I was a little annoying."

"Never." Pause "Well..."

She laughed. "Like I said, we each got cooler."

We continued like that, watching our movie and taking swigs of rum until a soft knock came on the door. I got up to answer and saw that it was the manager again.

"Got your clothes here," he said. "I'm turning in for the night. Let me know if you guys need anything."

"Thank you." I said. "Really. You saved us."

He waved me off again and when he left I brought Nicole her things. "Wanna change back?"

She pulled her panties from the pile of clothes and said, "Turn around."

I grabbed my own underwear and said, "You too." When I turned my back, I pulled down my borrowed shorts and put on my own-boxer briefs.

"OK," Nicole said, and I turned. I reclaimed my seat on the bed.

"So was it my imagination, or did you flirt a little with the manager when we were trying to get a room?"

"Was it the 'brother' thing? I thought you might notice." I laughed "Well, just a little, and it didn't hurt did it? I think I still have it."

"Definitely," I said. "There's no way he could turn down a damsel."

"Or the $150. Thank you, by the way."

I pulled the blanket over me and offered some to Nicole. She took it and propped herself up with her pillow to watch the movie.

The movie played on as I mused. "Do you really think Tiffy might like me?"

"She definitely likes you," said Nicole. "But I'm not sure if you should go out with her."

"Why?"

"Tiffy has grown a lot as a person since we used to hang out. But she's still a little flighty on the dating scene. She might be fun to fool around with, but I don't think she's ready to settle down. Maybe it'd be better to wait and catch her when she's more serious." She looked at me. "I think that's what you want, and frankly, I think you guys could be great together."

"So I should just have fun with her this weekend?"

"You should probably have fun with Naomi this weekend. Build your rep." We laughed. "I should ask, are you attracted to Naomi?"

"Yeah, she's pretty gorgeous. But spacey. And we fight all the time."

"That's passion. Bad for a relationship, good for a vacation."

"All right, your pick. Ryan again, or Vito?"

"I dunnno. There was a time when I had a bit of a crush on Ryan."

"How come you guys quit it?"

"I think I would have kept it going, but I had the sense he didn't like me like that. Like, we're friends, and he might be attracted to me, but... I dunno."

"He's shit with girls, you know? Like, the ones he really likes, he constantly fucks up. Gets scared and tries too hard to be cool."

She smiled with a little sadness. "You're trying to make me feel better."

"No, I promise, there's a very real chance he likes you and just messed things up."

She thought for a minute. "Well then I pick Vito."

"Really? Why?"

She shrugged. "Cause fuck Ryan." We laughed again.

"Oh, our friend circle is getting fucked up."

"Well, you pick. Naomi or Tiffy?"

I thought. "Who would you pick?"

"Naomi. She's wild."

"Says who?"

Nicole didn't say anything. After almost a minute of movie playing she answered. "One time we hooked up with the same guy."

I glanced at her. "Over a period of time, or...?"

"One night."

I could feel the surprise touch my face. "So... threesome?"

"Yeah, basically."

"Oh."

She glanced at me "TMI?"

"No, no no." I mumbled. "Maybe too much drink," I said, brandishing the bottle.

She chuckled. "That night too. We didn't do anything together together, but with the same guy. Can confirm: she is wild."

"Look who's talking."

We watched again for a bit and I realized there was a little tension. I was afraid she thought she had gone too far, so I said, "I had a threesome once too."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Two guys."

She looked a little shocked and a lot happy. "Was the other guy Ryan?"

"...yeah."

"Oh, wow."

"For the record, we also did not do anything..."

"Together together?"

"I was going to say gay."

"Meh?" she said, waving her hand to show the matter was unsettled.

"Were you being lesbian when you had your threesome with Naomi?"

"We never touched, but I hesitate to call it 100% hetero."

I shrugged. "Fair point. Mild homo-eroticism. By and by, this doesn't leave the room, yeah?"

She nodded. "For tonight, anything we say-"

"Sibling code."

"Right. So who was the girl?"

"With me and Ryan? Dana." My ex.

"I always knew she was freaky."

"Really?"

"No, I had no idea. But wow, I think I like her more."

"Made Ryan like her more." We laughed again.

"Who brought it up."

"She did. It was a fantasy of hers, she asked if I'd ever try it, if Ryan would be down. Yeah, she was on top of that."

"Did that have anything to do with.."

"Our break-up? No, not at all."

"So, would you do it again?"

I took another drink and passed the bottle. As she sipped, I said, "Yeah, with the right girl. Y' know I wish I had had a little more experience? At that time I was still kind of new to sex."

"What would you do different?"

I laughed. "I dunno. I was half in shock the whole time. Ryan and I both. I would probably be a little more in control if it ever happened again. Definitely more forceful, I think she would have liked that."

"Not all girls need that."

"Yeah, I know, but... she would have liked that. I see it now.

"What's your preference? On...forcefulness?" she asked.

"I don't really have one. Some guys need to be dominant, some need a girl to be in charge. For me, it's give and take, like a dance. And also, it really depends on the girl."

"What if it was me?"

I turned to look at Nicole and she looked away. "Or, I mean, someone like me?"

I took only a second to consider my answer. I could just back things up, ease the tension without embarrassing her or me. Or not.

"I'd probably be pretty dominant."

"Oh."

"What about you?"

"How would I be? With you?"

I shrugged. "Or someone like me," I said with a smile.

She was watching the ending of the movie. After a moment she turned and said "I'd want to be handled. A little rough."

OK.

Nicole took a swig of rum and passed me the bottle. I took some too and she asked me, "would you want to play ouiji?"

"What?" I asked.

"Like, tomorrow, with Naomi and all?"

"Um, I'm an atheist. I don't think I'd get anything out of it."

"Would you be down to try though? I'm not religious, but I kinda like checking some of that stuff out. I think it could be fun."

"Vito won't play."

"I'll talk to him. But you?"

I smiled, "I'm not opposed."

"Good. I think I'll make barbecue tomorrow. It's a little basic, but I think the guys will like it? Right?"

"Neither is really picky, and I know Vito would want to help."

"Alright. I'll talk to them tomorrow. We should get to sleep."

The movie was almost over and I switched it off. We still had the lamp lights on. As I started setting an alarm on my phone, Nicole asked me, "Can I ask a favor tonight?" I told her sure and she continued. "Could you snuggle with me a little? I sleep easier in new places with some hugs."

"Yeah, I can do that." I took off my shirt and tossed it with the borrowed shorts. When I turned back Nicole was openly staring at me.

"You're just sleeping in your underwear?"

"Oh, yeah, i don't usually wear a shirt. Does that bother you?"

"No," she said, and pulled her oversized shirt off as well.

I tried to hold her gaze and not blush. "You're not wearing a bra."

"Don't sleep in one. Does that bother you?"

I let myself glance down. Nicole has a perfect, skinny little body. And equally perfect, round, mouth watering titties. And was wearing nothing but a thong.

"Not at all." I turned off my light and Nicole turned off hers. Outside it was still a torrential downpour, and virtually no light came in. But I could feel Nicole settle in beside me, resting on her side and facing away. "Pick up your head," I said.

I felt her move and slid my arm under her pillow. I laid my body along her back and draped my other arm over her. "To help you fall asleep, right?"

"Right," she whispered.

Spooning in the dark, I moved my hands across her skin and nuzzled her hair. For her part Nicole would shift and mover her body. I let my hips rest against her backside and as she rocked slightly in bed her ass dragged against me. She could feel how hard I was and I could hear little sighs and moans as she got comfortable.

My left hand was on her side. I would run it up and down her body, from rib cage to hip, trailing over the side of her panties. When she let me do that, I let my hand slink down over her stomach. Then I roamed up to just under her breast.

She put her hand over mine. I thought she might stop me, but she just rubbed the back of my hand and wrist. I let it trail down her abdomen, over her navel again with fingers spread wide. The tip of my pinky slid under her band and I could just feel soft, almost downy hair.

She pushed her ass back into me. I pushed back, grinding my cock into her ass and kissed her neck.

"OK, hold on," she said and pulled out of my arms. I let her go and a second later her light clicked on. Her back was to me and and as she turned back she brought her arms over her chest.