Gathering the Party: Part 3

There was a little strut to your step as you make your way through the downtown sidewalks. Getting a world class blowjob sure had a way of making everything look a little bit brighter.

You approach Fiona's towering building with serious trepidation but you **** yourself to head inside. The marble adorned entryway was spacious with nice looking art on the walls and two elevators across from you. It was the the type of building that at one time would have been the absolute top of the line but whose glory had faded since its heyday. It definitely had character though. A young female doorman sitting behind a tall desk immediately greets you.

"May I help you?" She asks.

"Oh...uh yeah." You'd only been here once before and that had been with Fiona, this was the first time you had tried to come here alone. "I'm here to see Fiona Bailey, apartment number..."

You don't even get it out before the doorman rather rudely interrupts. "Ms Bailey does not wish to be disturbed. I've been given no instructions that she would be receiving a visitor today."

"Oh, uh, well...I'm her brother you see. I just thought I'd pop in and say hello."

The woman pauses. Looking down she flips through a book she had behind the desk. "Name?"

"Jesse Bailey." You reply. Geez, did you have to book a reservation or something just to see your sister?

"Hm." She reaches for a phone and dials 4 digits then holds the phone to her ear. There is a pause before she speaks again. "Hello Ms Bailey. Your brother is here to see you. ... Yes, he says his name is Jesse. ... Yes. ... Very good Ma'am." She hangs up the phone and looks back up at you suddenly as pleasant and as friendly as could be. "Go on up Jesse. Your sister is expecting you."

You give her a sidelong glance and start toward the elevators. "Thanks."

Riding the elevator up you listen to the light jazz and think about what you were going to say. Ding! The doors open. You step out into the soft thick carpeting of the hallway and head down to your sister's place. You walk up to the door, hesitate, then with a deep breath knock loudly.

"Come in!" You hear her voice call out.

You turn the knob and enter. You are immediately struck with how much nicer everything was than the last time you were here, not long after she had moved in. It didn't quite have the elegant class of your Aunt's house but the decor had bold and sensual sophistication all its own. Red and black were the dominant colors.

"In here." Fiona's voice says.

You follow it to find her standing and looking out her balcony window. She looked...she looked...magnificent! As tall and shapely and proud as ever. She wore black skin tight yoga pants that hugged her ever curve and showed off her incredible ass. Her top was a simple white tank top and you could see she had no bra on. Her long blonde hair spilled down her back. She glances back at you over her shoulder with something of a scowl.

"Hey Fiona." You smile.

"You're a fucking asshole." She snaps back, then turns to look back out the window.

"Oh. Um..." That harsh greeting totally threw what you were planning to say for a spin. "...hey, I was wondering."

"Shut up."

"Oh." You stand there at a loss as to what to do or say. You gently place down your satchel and then stand there awkwardly, shifting from foot to foot nervously. "Um...I..."

"Come here." She says.

You cautiously approach to stand beside her. Looking out onto her balcony and beyond you admire the scenery. "Nice view." You say.

"Think so?" She asks.

"Yeah, I do."

"I'm getting tired of it. Penthouse would be better."

"Oh. Uh...sorry."

There is a long moment of silence. You look at her out of the corner of your eye to see her now staring at you with that hard expression of hers. This had all been a terrible mistake. You had to get out of here!

"I...I should really...I was just passing by and...I..."

"Fucking asshole." She says again. "You never visit, now you're trying to find an excuse to get out of here."

"Uh...no, I...uhmmm...you see...there's this game...and...uh..." Your carefully planned words fell from your memory like autumn leaves, leaving you a stammering idiot.

"Why haven't you visited Jesse? You know you're welcome here."

"I know...just...ya know, I'm busy and stuff..."

"How are things?"

"Good, good, just great. Elsie wants to play this game and..."

Her voice gets even colder. "How's Allison?"

"Fine, great, wonderful. We're great. Everything's great."

"Yeah? You guys are madly in love? Living the dream?"

"Oh yeah, you bet."

"Does she love you Jesse? Does she really love you?"

"I...she..." Despite trying your best your voice quivered. "Sh-she...we're fine."

Turning toward you she takes you by the shoulders and brings you to face her. You try to look her in the eyes...but your battered soul could not hope to match Fiona's dominant gaze. You drop your eyes to stare down at her feet, noting the thick cock and balls that were on full display through the skin tight yoga pants.

You hear your sister sigh and she tenderly strokes the side your head. "Fuck...she broke you, didn't she?"

"I...I don't know what you're talking about." You mutter. "She didn't break anything. I'm very...h-happy."

"Aw, my pet." She sighs again sadly. Pushing your chin back up with two fingers she makes eye contact again...and smiles a beautiful smile. She pulls you into a big hard encompassing hug. "God I missed you kid."

You were stunned! You slide your arms around her slender waist and hug her back as hard as you could. "I missed you too." You whisper.

Before you knew it you were crying like a baby and you didn't have a clue as to why. "I missed you!" You sob into her chest.

She holds you tight and gently pets your hair. "Shhhh, it's okay. It's okay baby. Big sister's got ya baby." She held you as you wept for what must have been ten long soul wracking minutes.

At last you push off of her and wipe your eyes and nose. "Sorry, I-I don't know what...came over me there."

She offers you a tissue and you gratefully accept it.

"I know what came over you. You're a little bitch, that's what."

Your heart broke. "Fiona! No! Why did you say that!?" You turn to storm out but she stops you and spins you back toward her.

"I was just...oh geez. Come here dummy." She hugs you again, though this time you didn't hug her back. "God she's done a number on you, hasn't she?"

"HER!? HER!?" You shove your sister back. "YOU did this to me! YOU DID! You and your...insults...and bullying...and...belittling. God, I had such a fucking crush on you Fiona, you don't even know. I used to dream about you. I jerked off imagining you every chance I got. Thinking about you using me and abusing me. I thought that's how it was supposed to be. A powerful dominant woman...a bitch boy...you got me all messed up. I'm with Allison because I wanted YOU! The worse she treated me the better I felt, the hornier I got. I get treated like shit...and my fucking dick gets hard. What the fuck is that about!? Allison says...she says I can't fuck worth a damn...she says I'm useless...and I fuckin cum all over the place. She makes fun of my little dick...she sticks shit up my ass...she tells me I'm a bitch...she says she should cheat on me with a real man...and I go back for more and more and more. What is wrong with me!?"

Fiona stood quietly as you poured your heart out to her. "Nothing is wrong with you Jesse." She says in a low quiet voice.

"A-and...n-n-no matter how bad she treats me...I can't...I can't..." Your tears are flowing freely all over again, streaming down your cheeks. "I just want her to love meeee! I just wanted to be a good boy and...and..." Your voice cracks with overflowing emotions. "Why didn't you love me Fiona!?"

You fall apart completely and are in your sister's embrace once more. She hugs you tight and whispers in your ear. "Ohh my sweet brother. I do love you. I do love you Jesse. It wasn't supposed to be like this. I'm so sorry." She leads you to her leather sofa and sits you down beside her. There you weep for god only knows how long.

When you have finally cried your last tear, and only then, Fiona pulls back and looks at you with guilty eyes. With a little smirk she asks. "Did you really jerk off to me?"

You sniffle and blush. "Yeah."

"Ahhhh, you're as fucked up as the rest of us. Jackin it to your big sis!"

You chuckle despite yourself. "Shut up!"

More tissues are produced and you wipe your wet face and dribbling nose. Fiona watches you, obviously torn up by what you'd revealed to her. "I'm sorry I did that to you. I was...a foolish girl. A foolish, selfish, short-sighted girl. I'm learning that...I'm learning a lot. I'm pretty fucked up brother. I'm working through some stuff myself. It's not easy." She takes you into a headlock, your face mashing into her big soft tit, and she ruffles your hair. "But I love ya kid. I might be fucking bitch, but I'm a fucking bitch that loves her family. Don't you ever doubt that."

She lets you go and you sit up and straighten out your hair. "I love you too. I'm sorry I haven't visited."

She shrugs. "After hearing that...can't say that I blame ya." She slaps your knee. "Hey, why don't you go get us some drinks and tell me why stopped by."

You look up into her eyes...and smile! You nod. "I-I'll go get us some drinks. I'd love to."

She kisses your cheek. "That's my good boy."

With a skip to your step you hurry out to Fiona's fridge and pour two tall glasses of iced tea that she had in a pitcher then add some ice. You place the drinks on the kitchen table and rush back out to grab your bag. As you pull the stuff out and lay it across Fiona's table she slowly makes her way into the dining area.

She looks at the books with obvious confusion. "Dungeons and Dragons?"

You nod and take your seat, inviting her to sit across from you. "We're playing tomorrow and I was hoping you'd join us."

She hesitantly takes her seat. "You're joking. You want me to play D&D? Do I look like a fuckin loser?"

You ignore the insult. "It's for Elsie. She is super interested in it but doesn't have anyone to play with." You let out a breath, sure you were dead in the water. "If you can't though, I totally understand. I know how busy you are with...well, whatever it is you do."

She had no interest in the books and dice and paper on the table. Her eyes are fixed to yours. "Elsie wants this?"

You nod. "Yeah, she is super into this stuff. I thought it would be a nice surprise. Make her happy, ya know?"

"Tomorrow?"

You nod. "Around noon at our place."

She glances toward the books then back up again. Time almost seems to stand still as you wait for her answer. She then very slowly nods. "Okay, I'll play. For El, I'll play."

You smile. "Really!?"

She tosses you a pencil. "You make the character, I'll tell you what I want."

"Oh! Yeah, sure, cool." You scramble for your books and dice, though you would soon find out Fiona was playing by her own rules.

"What race is the most bad ass?"

"Errr...I don't know, Dragonborn?"

"Fuck that, my character is a Tigerborn."

"But that isn't in the..."

"What type of character kicks the most ass?"

"Uh...Barbarian..."

"Done."

You hurry to write some of this down.

"What's the highest strength?"

"Well, at character creation you can't get higher than a 20."

"Fuck that, my character's strength is 24."

And so it went. Fiona didn't roll a character, she dictated one. You fought a few battles along the way just so that her character wasn't completely and brokenly OP. With her stating what she wanted and you filling in the blanks it took little time to get her Tigerborn Barbarian up and running.

As you write the last bit down you say. "Okay, this will do. Can't wait for tomorrow."

She rolls her eyes and shakes her head. "I already know I'm going to regret this."

"Well thank you for trying."

She nods. "Thank you for inviting me. It means a lot."

There is a long moment of silence as you look at one another. You clear your throat. "I won't be a stranger. I promise I'll come around more."

She smiles ever so slightly. "I'd like that."

As one you both stand and share another long hard embrace. As you part she pets your cheek with her fingers. "You need me to take care of Allison for you?"

"Take care of...?"

Her eyebrow raises. "Yeah. Want me to talk to her for you?"

You shake your head. "No. No, we're good. Sorry, I just got emotional there. Allie and I are together, it's just...fucked up."

She traces your lips with the tip of her index finger. "Just say the word Jesse."

"I'm okay." You take a deep breath. "Actually...I'm better than I've been in a long time."

"I'm glad." Another awesome hug is had.

You spend another hour visiting before you are saying your goodbyes.

Your party was assembled. Now all you had to do was create an adventure. You look at the time and pick up the pace. You had a hell of a lot to do before tomorrow.