Phone Etiquette

"Yeah, I can't wait for the holidays," I said to Jenny, my best friend. We had been inseparable in High School, so we ended up chatting endlessly on the phone now that she had gone away to college across the country while I stuck around and attended the local school.

I heard footsteps running up the stairs; I was pretty sure everyone one else was out right now, so it could only be my younger brother.

"I can't wait either," Jenny gushed. "Listen, my boyfriend wants to take me to New York for the holiday..." she added tentatively.

"Wow, that's great," I replied, trying not to let my disappointment show. I had hoped we could hang out over the holiday. I heard my door open, but a quick glance showed it was only John.

"Yeah, well, Jason wants to make our first vacation together memorable. I can't wait. I can't wait! I've always wanted to visit the Big Apple," she gushed.

I raised an eyebrow at John as he walked over to my bed, staring at me with a strange glint in his eyes. He tentatively reached out and poked my in the arm.

"Hold on one sec, I think John wants something," I told Jenny. "Yeah, what do you need, bro?" I asked, turning to address him. He didn't say anything and just poked me again. "Never mind I guess. He just wanted to poke my arm. So, what are you planning to do together," I said, returning to my conversation with Jenny. He poked my arm again, but I just ignored it like he seemed to want.

"We are thinking Rockefeller Center, the Statue of Liberty, maybe Times Square for new year..." she began, listing off destinations excitedly.

"Hey, could you stand on one foot next to the bed?" John asked.

"Huh? Oh sure," I replied, shimmying off my bed and standing on my right leg. "So anyway, these all sound like sorta stereotypical places," I commented as I wobbled a bit, using my free hand to keep steady. "What are you gonna do that isn't just a hallmark card?" I asked teasingly as my brother sat on the bed with a shocked look on his face watching me balance on one foot like he asked.

"Hey, it's my vacation! If I want to go all the usual places with my boyfriend, it's my choice," she shot back.

"So you're ok with doing that?" John asked.

"Yeah sure bro," I replied off to the side. "Come on, I'm just teasing," I added back to Jenny with a laugh.

"Yeah I know," she added, laughing back. "'You lack creativity', like Mrs. Robinson always told me."

"Why?" John asked.

"Because you asked me to?" I said to him, slightly annoyed at him for such an obvious question. "Look, we are both Chem majors in college now; you can't keep worrying about art teacher criticisms from years ago," I replied to Jenny after a slight delay.

"You can sit back on the bed if you want," my brother said. My leg was getting a bit tired, so I took him up on that.

"Yeah yeah, I know," Jenny replied. "But it's still..."

"The only class I ever got a C in," I said in tandem with her, rolling my eyes as I got back on the bed. John shimmied up behind me. "I know." He reached around me and lightly cupped my breasts. 'Oh, he wants to feel me up,' I thought, glancing over my shoulder. He actually froze as I did, hands on my tits. I wasn't sure why, but he looked surprised. What was so wrong about him fondling my boobs? I had kinda been expecting it for years now. I slightly arched my back, pressing myself into his hands. His eyes widened for second, then he grinned and gripped me tighter, kneading lightly and making me softly gasp.