On the Prowl

Jared walked out of the boathouse and into the howling wind. Snow whipped at his face as he shook his head at the scene he left behind. Clearly worked up over Lana's antics, Finn had needed someone to vent to. Jared and Newt alternated that role as they took turns getting changed and cleaned up after their stint in the hot tub. Once Jared said he was ready to head back, Newt quietly let him know he would stay for a little longer with the angry young man. Jared had his suspicions that the shy teen might be using Finn's mood as an excuse to avoid socializing, but Newt insisted he would be over shortly.

With his head down to avoid the snow blowing into his eyes, Jared mulled over how screwed up the last day had turned out. I should have never gone after Ramsey. She's not my type, nor is she the type for a bit of vacation fun. But I went against my first instinct, and now I'm stuck inside some teen romantic comedy as the bad guy. Slurring her words as Jared placed her on the bed, Ramsey had pleaded with him to take her virginity. Even if he hadn't learned about Sean's longtime crush, Jared would never have sex with a girl as drunk as the strawberry blonde. Instead, he had done the right thing and gently told her he wasn't the right guy for that, placed a kiss on her forehead, and left the room, hoping Sean wouldn't screw things up.

As he approached the cabin, the stocky teen noticed the lights still on in the lower sunroom. Taking a quick peek inside, Jared saw Vance sitting by himself in the hot tub, fooling around with his phone. Good luck getting a signal, buddy. Climbing the outside deck stairs, the teen could hear music playing. Entering the upper sunroom, the music volume increased, leading him to realize it wasn't current music but a song from his parents' era. When he opened the door to the cabin's main section, the blaring sounds hit him, confirming his guess. While the giant Christmas tree blocked most of his view of the sitting area, Jared could still make out his mom, Aunt Rachel, and Lana singing along to "I'm Too Sexy."

Shaking his head and chuckling, Jared veered off into the kitchen. Figuring that he'd soon work up a sweat on the dance floor, he grabbed a bottle of water. Downing half of it, Jared returned to the edge of the kitchen. Leaning against the island's end, he watched as people came into view and disappeared behind the giant Christmas tree.

What have we here? His attention perked up as he saw a couple of girls he didn't recognize. One was tall with a lean, athletic body. The other was shorter with big boobs. Both had brown hair, and Jared noticed the similarities in their faces. Sisters? Whoa, a pair of hot but different sisters. Well, well, perhaps this trip won't be a total waste.

Finishing the rest of the bottle, Jared dug into his pants' pocket, pulling out a roll of breath mints. Popping one into his mouth, he paused before putting them away, deciding to grab another one. Rubbing his hands together, he waited for the next song to play.

When a faster-paced track hit, Jared moved in. Approaching the tree, his vision of the makeshift dance floor widened. He noticed the coffee table had been pushed into the corner, along with the two side couches moved back slightly to create more room. The newest arrival's eyes also zeroed in on the older girls' yoga outfits as the two best friends now danced with each other. Peyton's legs and ass look banging, and Lana's tits...gawd damn!

Steering clear of his mother, Jared watched as she began dancing directly in front of an embarrassed Sean. A stocky guy that looked slightly familiar moved over to join Mrs. Stratton. Jared felt a touch of disappointment not to see Skye's body moving to the beat. I bet she can work her body like it ain't no thing. He also felt relief that Ms. Goose wasn't around.

Each of the other duos danced in different ways. Lacey spent most of her time giggling while swatting Austin's increasingly bold attempts to grope her body. Lana repeatedly attempted to grind on her disinterested best friend's hips. Sean mimicked his sister by keeping a clear divide between himself and Gabby. The two brunette sisters danced together, their eyes turning toward Jared several times after noticing him.

Not wanting to blow his chances with an aggressive move, Jared stayed away from the two sisters for now. Instead, he lingered near Lana and Peyton. A decision that pleased both coeds.

Frustrated with her partner, Lana threw up her hands as the song came to an end. "I want to dance with a guy. Let's all switch partners." The ginger goddess chose a pleased Jared as her next partner.

With Lana's killer body consuming his attention, Jared failed to notice that Sean moved over to dance with the short busty girl while his sister joined the other new guy.

"Who's the new people?" the stocky teen said into Lana's ear after she backed her ass into his groin.

"I'm not good enough for you?" the redhead asked, faking outrage as she turned her head to see his face slightly.

"You're the hottest girl here," Jared started. "But, we'd need to be discreet, or our moms would have our wedding planned by morning."

"I can be discreet," Lana insisted, grinding her ass especially harder into his wooden stick. She smirked at the groan it caused.

"No, you can't, and you know it," Jared replied, grabbing her hips to allow him to back up a step. In the nick of time too! He sighed in relief as he saw his mother looking over at them. "So who are they?"

"The guy is RJ Ridge. He's a year younger than me."

"The quarterback?" Jared questioned, realizing why the guy looked familiar. He'd played against him as a sophomore two years ago.

"Yep. He dated Priscilla in high school. Remember her?" Lana teased, winking across the floor at Gabriela.

"Hot cheerleader friend of yours, right?" Jared frowned, wondering if they're dancing together caused his mother to throw her head back with a loud laugh.

"All my cheerleader friends are hot," the redhead stated matter-a-factly. Whipping around to face him, Lana moved slightly to the side. Immediately, she commenced dry-humping his left leg. "The taller brunette is his sister, Ellie. She played volleyball with Pey. The shorter one is their younger sister, Robin."

"Want to introduce me?"

"And give up my chance for cock tonight?"

"Lana, would you control yourself?" Rachel hissed, appearing on Jared's right side.

"What? We're just dancing!" Lana protested.

"No, you're teasing Gabby by getting her hopes up," her mother stated, knowing her daughter's schemes.

"I'm doing no--whoops! New song, new partner time. See ya, Jar. See ya, Mom! And hello, Seanie," Lana turned to leave, but Rachel grabbed her arm.

"And you're not going to tease Sean, either." Instead, Rachel used her hold on Lana's arm to guide her toward the one guy she didn't want to dance with. "You can dance with Austin."

"Ooh, are you playing my pimp for the night, Mommy?" Lana laughed at Rachel's shocked face. She continued to giggle as a shocked Austin gladly accepted her as his latest dance partner and as her scowling mother stormed over to the kitchen.

Laughing at their mother's punishment, Lacey slid over to join Jared. The two longtime family friends smiled at each other, neither saying a word as they found a rhythm together. Cognizant of Austin's watchful eye, Jared played it safe with his hands. His gaze was another matter.

Unlike her sister, Lacey wore a loose top that didn't reveal much, but the tight pair of jeans showcased her sculpted ass. Not that he needed her clothes to remind him of her toned, flawless body. All he needed to do was recall what he saw before his fight with Austin. Also aware of her prime physical fitness, Jared couldn't stop his mind from picturing the petite redhead lying under him, not Austin. Gawd, I bet Lacey can be wild in bed. You know she's got that little bit of Lana hidden inside her. Wouldn't it be something to steal her away from that douchebag? I bet Mom would pass out from pure joy if we hooked up. Although his mother had never pushed Jared and Lacey together, she saved that for Jules and Sean; her small comments since they were kids let him know her dream daughter-in-law. He wasn't sure if Mrs. Stratton felt the same, yet he doubted she'd be disappointed in the joining of the two families.

Somewhat lost in his fantasy, Jared's heart fluttered as Lacey smiled up at him. Feeling a magnetic pull toward her lips, he barely stopped himself from kissing the redhead. Only her startled face avoided a major embarrassment and likely second round with Austin. Jerking back, Jared tried to play his move off by spinning around in a circle. It seemed to work as Lana let out a whoop.

"Go, Jared, go!"

Glancing over, the stocky teen caught Lana and Peyton cheering and Austin shooting a dirty look over. Crap, he might have seen me leaning in. I better think of something fast. Um...oh yeah!

"Lace, care to introduce me to our newest additions? Maybe work that Lacey magic?"

Whatever discomfort or tension the petite redhead felt from Jared's aborted kiss attempt vanished. With her face brightening up, Lacey grinned from ear to ear. For the first time ever, Jared wanted her to play matchmaker for him. Sean and Jared in one trip?! Now I just need to help Peyton! Eagerly nodding, she held up a finger, indicating that Jared should wait. He understood as the song began to wind down.

"Let's switch partners!" Lace cried, grabbing Jared's hand and pulling him over toward Ellie and Robin. "Have you met Jared?"

As the next song started, Gabby and Lana went to the kitchen for more wine, with Austin hurrying toward the bathroom. Sean danced awkwardly by himself, waiting for Ellie or Robin to join him or for Cheyenne to return from her effort to get Polly to join them. Taking a step back, he bumped into someone. Meaning to apologize, he turned around only to see his sister dancing behind him.

"I thought you left!" Sean shouted over the music.

"And leave you all alone?" Peyton responded. "It's rare enough seeing you dance."

Shrugging his shoulders, Sean continued to dance, as did Peyton. Having a few drinks inside her, Peyton didn't think anything of it, but Sean did after a few minutes. The realization that he danced relatively close to his sister hit him about halfway through the song. Feeling uncomfortable, his already clumsy attempt at dancing grew worse, sending him staggering a bit. That brought him closer to Peyton on accident. Never baiting an eye, she continued to dance with her little brother. And when she grabbed his hand, bringing it to her hip, Sean wondered if his heart stopped.

"You gotta loosen up," Peyton said, their faces about an inch apart. Noticing his panicked face, she rolled her eyes. "We've never really danced, have we?"

"Uh, no."

"If we had, I wouldn't be currently worrying about your lack of skills," Peyton remarked, scrunching her face up in mock disgust. "No, leave your hand on my waist."

"C'mon, Pey. This is kinda weird."

"You want weird? I'll go get Mom, and she can teach you."

"Whoa! No, no, this is fine!" Sean exclaimed. That's all Austin needs to see. I'll never hear the end about how my mommy taught me to dance. Sean nearly freaked out further as he felt his dick twitch at calling her mommy in his head. That immediately recalled his mom's younger version from the photos.

As the song ended, Sean thought he'd be able to escape, but Peyton shook her head as "No Ordinary Love" by Sade started. Peyton stifled a laugh as her little brother's eyes widened. Deciding to tease him further, she pulled his free hand to her other hip.

"C'mon, Seanie, show me how you treat a girl."

"Really? This is beyond--" Sean's complaint died as his sister's finger shushed him. Wrapping her hands around his neck, Peyton kept enough distance from him not to be creepy but increased their tempo.

Think sad thoughts, Sean. Think of gross stuff. Think of that time Newt puked all over your shoes because Molly McSweeney's tit bumped into his arm at lunch. Think of the last time you helped JoJo practice for soccer, and she accidentally kicked you in the balls. Think of Watson's nastiest poop that you had to clean up.

Having endured over three minutes of older sibling ****, Sean let go of Peyton's waist. Shaking her head and finger, his older sister made it clear that her lesson wasn't over. Then the best and worst thing happened.

"Ooh! Are we teaching Seanie how to dance?" Lana cooed, hopping next to the siblings.

"I'm teaching him, you're not," Peyton stated, causing her best friend to pout.

"What?! We both know that I'm a way better dancer."

"And a notorious tease."

"So?" Lana challenged.

"You're not allowed to tease...ya know." Peyton nodded her head at her brother.

"Uh, I'm right here," Sean commented. "And I'm cool with Lana helping me."

"No, duh," Peyton replied sarcastically. Spotting a better solution, she added, "But she's too advanced for you. Hey, Lace, get over here!"

"What's my sister got that--yeow!" Lana cried after Peyton stomped on her foot. "Oh, right! Yeah, Lace can teach Sean. Great idea, Pey!"

"I can what now?" Lacey queried, not sure what she heard as she joined them.

"Can you show Sean a few dance pointers? I tried, but the whole sibling thing freaked him out. And Lana is too experienced for him if you know what I mean," Peyton stressed the word experienced.

"What's that mean?" Lana challenged as her giggling younger sister took Sean's hand.

"Can one of you make sure that Austin doesn't freak out? He's in the bathroom...well, he's been in there for a few songs."

"He's probably rubbing one out or dropping a load," Lana remarked.

"Gawd, do you always have to be so crude?" Lacey questioned in disgust. "C'mon, let's get away from our nosey sisters."

The following two songs passed swiftly for Sean. Deep down, he'd always known that Lacey would be a great teacher someday, taking after her mom. If he'd had any doubts, the ease at which she made him comfortable erased those halfway through the first track. The kindly redhead knew exactly what pointers needed to be shown, how to explain them and do so softly. That helped Sean not feel embarrassed at all about his limited skills. The only downside came after the second song ended when Austin reappeared. Lacey deftly avoided any drama by sliding Ellie over to pick up her lessons.

"So about before..." Sean trailed off.

"Yeah, that was...weird," the leggy brunette remarked.

"Yep, alien planet weird, and we're the lost explorers," Sean replied, causing Ellie to laugh.

After that, any tension over their passionate kiss vanished. Tension did build, but that came with the older girl's frustrations at teaching Sean moves. Ellie's never going to be a teacher like Lacey. At best, she could be a coach. Fortunately, Mrs. Stratton returned to join the two of them. Her presence and advice cooled off the competitive brunette's growing annoyance.

"What's up with that?" Rachel asked, nudging her head at Robin and Jared.

Sean and Ellie exchanged shrugs. They'd also noticed how the other two dancers had taken a liking to each other, never changing partners as everyone else did. Feeling protective, Ellie inquired over Jared.

"Oh, he's a sweetheart," Rachel brushed off any concerns. "Sure, it sounds like Jared gets around a lot, but, well, uh, he's not a jerk."

The older Ridge sister raised her eyebrows. Looking over at her sister and the stocky teen, she frowned slightly. A frown that Sean noticed.

"Don't worry; he won't try anything on Robin."

"Whew! I'm thirsty," the busty brunette nearly shouted into Jared's ear as the music increased in volume.

"Let's take a break," Jared nodded toward the kitchen. Taking his dance partner's hand, he led them through the other dancers. Reaching the stools, he let go. "Let me get them."

Opening the fridge, Jared couldn't be more pleased. Damn, she seems like a fun girl. Too bad the sister comes across as more uptight. Oh, well, I guess I guy can't get his fantasy every time. Not that those pair of tits are anything to sneeze at.

"Here you go," Jared said, handing over a bottle of water. "You're pretty good on the dance floor. Got some moves. Cheerleader?"

Robin nearly spat her water out at his question. Giggling, she shook her head. "No, no, I'm a volleyball player."

"Aren't you kinda short?"

"I might not be tall enough to block, but I can serve and dig better than most," Robin proclaimed proudly. The bright look on her face faltered for a second. Reaching down, she cupped her ample bust. "Although, if these don't stop growing, I might need to switch over to something like cheerleading."

"Nothing wrong with that. I love cheerleaders," Jared replied with a wink. Still, something about her comment felt odd. Brushing it aside, he mentioned how cute he bet she looked in her volleyball gear. "Got any pictures?"

Before Robin could answer, Lana swooped into the kitchen. Taking a big gulp of wine, the gorgeous ginger turned to leave but slowed down. Pointing up in the air, she left a departing comment. "You know what to do!"

Jared and Robin raised their heads. Both realized that they stood directly under the mistletoe sprig. Recalling Sean and Ellie's earlier kiss, Robin's heart fluttered. Thinking her expression came from ****, Jared started to explain the cabin's rules for the stay.

"I know all about them."

"So, you don't have a problem with kissing?" Jared asked.

"Nope!" Robin replied cheerfully before teasing. "Do you?"

Recognizing their height difference, along with any issues that might cause, Jared effortlessly picked up the girl. Her squealing turned to laughter as he placed Robin on the kitchen island.

"Did I forget to mention that I play football?" the star linebacker joked, leaning in.

"I already knew that," Robin replied, a moment before their lips met.

Jared had kissed more girls than he could recall without thinking it over. That meant he'd kissed all types of girls, experienced and inexperienced, timid and aggressive, playful and wooden. Robin fell around the middle of the spectrum. While aggressive, he wondered if she didn't have much experience.

Much like her older sister before, Robin grew passionate as the kiss prolonged. Those short yet powerful legs wrapped themselves around Jared's waist, pulling him closer to her body. A body that Jared couldn't help but explore. Fuck, I need to get more than my hands on these tits. They feel incredible!

"Get a room!" Lana ordered, coming back for another sip of wine.

Breaking off the kiss, Jared caught his breath while Robin panted heavily. With her legs still locked around him, Jared could move away, so he leaned over to grab their waters. Taking a deep gulp, the experienced teen scanned the heaving girl's compact figure. Recalling her words before the kiss, he asked, "Say, how did you know I played football?"

"I saw you at the playoff game. I was pissed at you, at first, for chasing Austin down the whole game," the brunette explained. "I mean, he's our quarterback, and I like his sister. But then Zoey reminded me who you were again."

"Zoey?"

"Yeah, Zoey Gibble. She's like my best friend," Robin stated. Cocking her head to the side, she wondered if Jared was another dumb jock based on the dopey look on his face.

"JoJo's little sister?"

"Um, yeah," Robin replied. Great! All muscle and no brains.

"And she's your best friend?" Jared repeated. Seeing the nod in return, he began to get a bad feeling. Recalling her comments about changing to cheerleading from volleyball in the future, that feeling grew worse. "Uh, how old are you?"

"Sixteen."

"Sixteen?!" Jared gasped. Glancing wildly around the room, he reached down to free himself from the jailbait's legs. Oh, fuck! I hope nobody saw--Lana saw! Crap, crap, fuck! Sixteen?! I mean, it's not like I never banged an underage girl, but I was underage too! I can't risk that shit now that I'm eighteen!

"Uh, is that a problem?"

Jared glanced back down at the girl he'd found exciting moments earlier. Immediately, he could see her concerned face. Damn, I don't want to hurt her. I gotta do this as nice as possible.

"Well, yeah. It's not you; it's me! I mean, uh, I have a, um, yeah! I have a little sister who just turned sixteen," Jared attempted to let her down by latching onto Jules as an excuse. "So, kissing a girl the same age is kinda...well, bizarre."

"Oh...," Robin nodded, digesting the information, but not for long. "Okay, I can get that!"

Startled by her chipper demeanor, Jared backed away as Robin hopped off the island. After discovering her age, he tried not to notice how her boobs bounced.

"Okay? You're not mad?"

"I got an older brother. It'd be strange if not messed up to makeout with a twenty-year-old like him," Robin shrugged. "So, it's cool. We can still dance, right?"

"Uh, ah, yeah, yeah, we can still dance," Jared agreed. Never in his life had a girl moved on so fast without appearing upset at all. His confusion continued as he heard something that he didn't think he heard.

"Um, what?"

"I asked if you liked my boobs?" Robin asked again.

Wondering if it was a trap, Jared hesitated before slightly nodding.

"I thought so. That makes you a tit guy, right?" Robin didn't wait for an answer. "Then, you'll love my cousin, Cheyenne. She's got even bigger tits. You should totally make a move on her."

"Your cousin? I'm only here for a few more days," Jared responded, entirely flummoxed by the abrupt suggestion.

"Oh, no, Cheyenne came with us. She went to drag Polly up here," Robin explained, peering out of the kitchen. "There she is! You should totally try to fuck her."