Mayday ll

Dawn was amused when I returned to her just after 10pm. Soundproofing insulation or not, I was sure she'd been able to hear me ringing her little sister's bell.

Rung it a little too hard, perhaps.

"I see you found a way to take care of your not-so-little problem," she commented, looking pointedly at my prick.

"Yeah, uh," I said almost sheepishly. "I didn't know DJ was going to come home."

Dawn shrugged. "I got to study; you both got laid. Everybody wins." She then returned to her book, and I began stripping out of my pajamas. After that session with the younger Evans, I needed another shower.

After cleaning up and then redressing in a fresh set of clothes, I took a deep breath and pondered what to do. Clearly, DJ and I couldn't just leave off the way we had. Now that we'd both had some time to step back from the situation, I was hoping we could re-establish the boundaries of our relationship. I cared about her, dearly. I certainly loved her in my own way: a little bit as little sister but also a little bit as a beautiful young woman who really could become a wonderful wife to me. But I thought we had both come to understand that Dawn and I were the ones that would be together forever, and that she would be a dear sister to us both, if also an occasional playmate.

Now I wasn't so certain that would be enough for her.

Ordinarily I would talk to Dawn about this. She was my soulmate, the one person in the world who could understand what I was going through and give me honest advice. The fact that DJ was her little sister would only make things easier for her to analyze, not more awkward. I knew she would help me make decisions that were in DJ's best interests as well.

But Dawn was studying, and really intense about it lately. I couldn't bother her with this. I was going to have to go down and talk to DJ on my own.

Turned out, I didn't have to. I had just finished dressing and was about to get up the nerve to go down and find DJ when a knock came at the door. Dawn just glanced at me, her eyes clearly telling me to handle it. And so sitting on the bed, I called out, "Come in."

As I suspected, it was DJ. She'd apparently showered and dressed while I'd been doing the same, and she now wore a cute pajama set in pink: sheer pants with a drawstring waistband and a button-down, short-sleeved top. The jiggle of her breasts proved she was bra-less beneath, and she even held onto a stuffed teddy bear she'd had since she was a kid. "Hey guys. Can I ask a favor?"

That got Dawn's attention, and she swiveled around in her chair. When DJ was sure we were both looking at her, she hugged her teddy bear cutely and asked in a small voice, "Can I sleep with you guys tonight?"

Dawn arched an eyebrow, and DJ quickly added, "Just sleep. Really. Ben completely wore me out downstairs, and I mean Wore. Me. Out. I'm exhausted. But I'm also having a rough night and I don't want to be alone right now."

I measured DJ's eyes. She looked at me pleadingly, and then I realized that this was her solution to the problem. She really wanted to cuddle with me tonight, especially after the intense intimacy of our lovemaking downstairs. But perhaps recognizing that she would not win the battle of making me choose between her and Dawn, she'd chosen instead to join us.

Dawn smiled and said, "Sure thing. Plenty of room on the bed. But I think I'm going to check out and go downstairs, leave you two to cuddle. I'm going to be up for a few more hours."

"Hours?" I complained, looking at the clock.

"I've got to do this," Dawn stated insistently, with a quiet intensity that was almost scary. When my Dawn put her mind to something... "I'm going to ace this final."

I nodded. "I know you will."

DJ just smiled at her big sister.

Collecting her books, Dawn then came over and gave me a quick kiss before also going to DJ and pecking her little sister's forehead. Then with a final wave, my girlfriend left the room and closed the door.

DJ immediately came and joined me on the bed, lifting the covers and inviting me to slide underneath with her.

"We need to talk first, kiddo. What happened downstairs-"

"Was a mistake," she interrupted me, averting her eyes. "My brain was all scrambled up after so many orgasms. I don't know what the hell you did to me, but I could've sworn I was floating in outer space among the stars."

I bit down a smug grin.

"I love you, Ben. I really do," she said sincerely, but without the heated passion of before. "I'll admit: I fantasize every now and again about marrying you and having a family together. You really are my ideal guy. But you're also a big brother to me and I know that you really belong with Dawn. It's cool. I'm okay."

I was seriously relieved, and it showed on my face. "That's good to know."

DJ sighed. "It was just a bad fight. Really, Josh is a great guy. He's loyal, he's honest, and he can be really sweet when he stops to try. Yeah, he's a bit of a dork sometimes, but he's still a pretty good boyfriend. I'm not going to let one fight ruin everything we've had all semester."

I nodded agreeably.

But then DJ got that dreamy look back on her face and swooned, "Still ... he's never made me feel the way you did tonight. I may not get to have you for the rest of my life. But for one night at least, I really, really want to fall asleep in your arms."

Lying down, I opened my right arm and invited the beautiful young blonde to cuddle up to me. Grinning, she did just that, turning her back to me and pillowing her head on my arm before reaching back and pulling me into a spooning position with her.

And after she reached up to turn off the lamp on the nightstand, DJ sighed happily and said, "I love you, Ben. Forever and always."

"And so, for the final time," Professor Isakova began at the lectern, a rare smile spreading across her beautiful face. "Class is dismissed."

A couple of girls couldn't resist cheering "Wooo!" Several others began clapping, beginning an avalanche that finally had everyone in the entire hall giving their applause. But after only a curt nod, Professor Ice stepped away from the podium and the applause died out as suddenly as it had started. The room was then filled with the sounds of students packing up their books and the meaningless chatter of friends deciding what to do next.

My own project team huddled around me just outside the lecture hall. For once, we wouldn't be heading off to Faculty Glade or Stephens Hall for a team meeting. Instead, our project was now done. And everyone was going in their separate directions.

Dawn had made plans to meet up with Gwen and Robin before her next class. Kim was also joining up with her biker friends. And Bert and I were planning to wear out our Xbox controllers for a nice couple of hours of digital stress-relief.

"Well, congratulations everyone," I said while hitching my messenger bag up higher on my shoulder. "We made it."

"Thanks to you," Kim beamed, leaning in to kiss my cheek.

I began to shake my head modestly, but Dawn reached out and touched my arm and Bert clapped my back.

"Fearless leader didn't let us down," Bert commented. "Never ever thought I'd get an 'A' in an Isakova-class. You got me two."

"You did a great job, team leader," Sasha added as she leaned into me and gave me a warm hug. For about a second, I held up my hands in surprise, but then patted her back chastely and waited for her to step back. She didn't. Instead, she got up on her tiptoes and kissed my cheek.

Even more surprised, I didn't respond verbally. I actually blushed as she broke into a big smile.

"So that's it?" Sasha teased. "You wait all year to hold me in your arms, and all you can do is blush like a tween?"

"Uh, well..." I stammered, blinking rapidly.

She giggled. "Guess you're really not the predatory date-rapist I first thought you were."

Despite the lightness of her tone, her words cut hard. I frowned, replying, "Did you really think I was-"

"Hey, hey," she cut me off. "It was a joke. Obviously not a good one."

I just shrugged.

"Thanks for being a truly nice guy," she said. "I wish I'd been kinder to you from the beginning. I'm sorry."

"It's alright. No need to apologize."

By way of response, she merely leaned back into me and kissed my cheek once more.

"Hey, where's my kiss?" Bert complained.

Sasha laughed, finally pulling out of my grasp. She actually went over to hug Bert, pecking his cheek as well. And then she looked around at the girls, sighing, "I guess this is it. Maybe we'll have some classes together next year."

Kim nodded. "There are only so many of us in the Business Program. I'm sure we will."

Dawn nodded as well.

"I'll see you guys around," Sasha waved as she backed away. "Bye, Ben," she then added at the very end before turning and almost jogging down the pathway, the wheels of her roller backpack grinding along the cement.

Bert leaned into me, a sly grin across his face. "Well, she certainly came around over the last year. If I didn't know any better, I'd say that girl likes you."

I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Good thing we know better."

Bert shrugged, his eyes twinkling. "Sure we do."

-- THURSDAY, MAY 19, 2005, FINALS WEEK --

It was just before 5pm when I heard a key jiggle in the front door. The house was empty, since everyone else either had a final this afternoon or was elsewhere to study. I sat in the living room, hunched on the couch with my elbows on my knees while I stared down at my Managerial Accounting textbook for UGBA 102B sitting on the coffee table.

With a flip of her blonde-streaked dark hair, Kim bounced in with a giddy smile on her face. Lifting up her backpack and letting it drop to the floor with a heavy thud, she raised her hands in the air while tucking her chin down to her chest and announcing, "I'm done! Finals are over!"

"Shaddup, you," I grumbled. "I've still got one more tomorrow afternoon. Seriously, it's the LAST possible timeslot of Finals Week and they have to stick this stupid class there."

Kim laughed and sauntered over to me, opening the top two buttons of her starched hot pink blouse while saucily wiggling her hips left and right. "I feel like celebrating. Will you please help me, sir?"

I smiled as I looked up at her. One thing I was quite proud of was that Kim was taking the initiative more and more over the past few months. Whereas in the past she would simply hang around and do whatever other people wanted, she was recognizing her own urges and impulses and voicing those desires rather than keeping them to herself and merely "hoping" that I would think of something similar.

At this very moment, I really should continue studying. But at the same time, I wanted to reinforce Kim's progress by showing her that to voice her own desires led to those desires being fulfilled. And that meant that indeed, I needed to help her celebrate.

Chuckling to myself, I smiled and patted the seat next to me. But instead of sitting beside me, Kim pushed aside my text book and knelt in front of my legs.

"I indicated for you to sit beside me," I scolded without any real heat.

Kim flushed and smiled just a bit. "Then I misbehaved, Master. I should be punished."

I raised my eyebrows and chuckled. She had a point. Perhaps it was counter-intuitive to let the submissive drive the action from the bottom, but to let her misdeed go unpunished was against the rules. Raising my index finger and waggling it around in a circle, I commanded, "Assume Second Position."

Immediately, Kim spun around and pushed the coffee table away, bending over so that her ass was up in the air and her cheek was down against the floor. Perhaps she expected me to fondle her buttcheeks through her jeans. Perhaps she expected me to start stripping her so that we could have sex. Instead, I just took a big windup and gave her a hard spank.

[WHACK!]

"Eep!" Kim squealed in surprise, turning her head to look at me. She knew that I knew she didn't like pain.

I just grinned. "What? You thought your punishments should only be pleasurable? Bend back over!" I barked. "I was only going to give you five spankings, but now you've earned five more!"

Immediately, Kim squished her cheek back down onto the floor. In rapid succession, and without reducing my strength, I went ahead and spanked her nine more times, ordering Kim to count out each stroke. When I was done, I patted the seat next to me and commanded her to take the place I'd originally intended.

Still rubbing her butt, I pulled out my cell phone and held down the speed dial to Dawn. Having Kim return reminded me that Dawn was finishing up her dreaded Finance final right about now. And I wanted to know how she was doing.

She didn't pick up on the first attempt. But when I called her back, she answered with a tired, "Hi."

"Hey ... You okay? You don't sound so good." I could hear the weariness in her voice. I knew she hadn't been sleeping well the past few nights in anxiety.

"I'm just exhausted. Didn't get much sleep last night."

"Well you can come home and I'll give you a nice massage, put you right to bed. Sound good?" I smiled warmly at her, and then glanced at Kim. Hmm, maybe Dawn would appreciate the both of us running our oil-slicked hands all over her naked body. Kim saw the lust in my eyes and managed a smile despite her sore butt.

"Sounds great. Maybe later tonight." Again, Dawn was a little too tired to muster much enthusiasm. She'd really enjoy that massage to calm down.

"How'd the test go?" I finally asked anxiously.

"I did it," Dawn replied in the same exhausted tone, but I relaxed a whole lot.

"You did? You passed?" I exclaimed excitedly.

Still tired, but sounding proud, Dawn replied, "Yeah."

"CONGRATULATIONS!" I cheered. "I KNEW you could do it! Come home! We have to celebrate!"

"I can't. I've got the cooking class tonight."

"Seriously?" That threw me for a loop. She was going to class? "Who cares? It's not like you're taking that class for a grade."

"Ben ... I don't blow off classes," Dawn explained patiently.

I rolled my eyes. Dawn was a perfect person, never cutting corners except for special situations. Hell, she was the only human being in Berkeley who didn't jaywalk. It could seriously be irritating sometimes.

I was annoyed, seeing that wonderful naked oil-filled threesome with Dawn and Kim evaporating before my eyes. "Why the fuck is Berkeley City College a week behind us anyways? This is ridiculous," I complained.

"It is what it is."

"Fuck." It was now after 5pm, and the cooking class started at 6pm. There was no time for her to come home and go back. Sensing my mood, Kim once again got off the couch and knelt before me.

"I'll see you at home tonight," Dawn offered.

"You sure? Maybe I can come to you."

"Tonight's Thursday. It's your night with Kim."

"Dawwwn..." I pouted. By now, Kim was opening up my zipper and fondling my prick.

"I'll be fine. I'll see you tonight."

I sighed, reaching out and rubbing Kim's cheek. She had my cock in hand, which was slowly growing. And right at that moment, she bent over and took a quiet lick at it like a pussy cat. "Okay. I love you," I told my girlfriend.

"Love you too."

It was just after 7pm when I heard a key jiggle in the front door. Kim and I were cuddling in front of the TV, not completely satiated from our one round of sex, but eager for more once Dawn arrived. I had decided that I'd prepared enough for my final, and that a spicy threesome with my two girlfriends would be far more beneficial to my overall health than continued studying.

I waved as soon as Dawn appeared. "Hey babe," I began before I got a good look at her face. "Whaddaya say we give you our congratulations upstairs?"

Dawn stopped dead in her tracks, gave me a deathly haunted look, and instantly started crying.

"Oh my gawd," I got up immediately, racing over to her and wrapping her up in a big hug. "What happened?"

"Ben..." Dawn shuddered, tears streaming in rivers down her face.

"Are you hurt? What happened?" My hands were in her hair, checking for any wounds while I darted my own head around like a woodpecker, racing to inspect her for any damage. The world around me ceased to exist, even Kim. All that mattered was my Dawn and whatever was making her cry.

"I'm fine. Well, I'm not fine. But I'm not hurt," she whimpered, her big blue eyes staring achingly at me.

My nose crinkled then as I recognized the scent wafting off her. Immediately, I recognized it, but my brain refused to acknowledge it. No way. It wasn't possible. I pulled back slowly in utter shock.

Dawn noted the expression on my face. Her frown deepened and a fresh batch of tears rolled down her cheeks. Glancing past me, she noted the presence of Kim and then turned to look to the stairs. "We should go upstairs. We need to talk."

"Dawn," I said with a firmer tone in my voice. My hands went to her shoulders, gripping her tightly, although not roughly. "What happened?"

She took two deep breaths, her entire body shuddering with each exhalation. She looked helplessly at Kim, then back to me. And closing her eyes and crying at the same time, she whimpered, "I'm breaking up with you."