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Chapter 8 by PhoenixAuthor PhoenixAuthor

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Nightfall

Night began to fall on the town of Sommer Dunes, and most of the group had gone back inside. The Waynes had arrived, finally, and they were getting settled in right now.

Jace Holland found himself standing on the beach, watching the waves sparkling in the rapidly fading sunlight when he heard footsteps coming up behind him. He turned, and smiled when he saw Gabrielle Wayne making her way towards him wearing a red bikini.

“Gabs.” Jace greeted her.

“Hey, stranger.” Gabrielle laughed, and she leaned up to peck him on the lips. Jace caught her by her curvy hips and tugged her in close for a lengthy, sizzling kiss.

“I missed you.” Gabrielle murmured. Jace nodded in agreement.

“I missed you, too.” Jace replied sadly, and he pressed his forehead against hers. His relationship with Gabby had turned romantic a long time ago when they were… 23? It had been over a decade of sneaking around behind Amy and Sam’s backs. But neither one cared about the risk. Jace’s hand ran through Gabrielle’s lustrous dark locks, and her blue eyes were filled with love as she looked back at him.

“Just think… a whole week of us being next door neighbors.” Gabrielle said delightedly, and her hand slipped down to cup her secret lover’s cock through his shorts. In response, Jace’s hand slid around to start cupping Gabby’s fantastic ass. Gabby had nice tits, too, but it was her younger sister Valerie and her older sister Ariel who had the really impressive bosoms.

“I can’t wait. I’m going to fuck you so much.” Jace growled.

“Oh? Your two little college sluts won’t get in the way of that?” Gabrielle teased.

“Allie and Hazel are casual hook-ups. They’re nothing like you.” Jace assured her, and Gabrielle’s blue eyes seemed to glow with happiness. She pulled him closer, and tilted her head up.

Jace and Gabrielle’s mouths found each other’s again, and they kissed feverishly.

———

Inside the Holland beach house, Stephanie Holland was sitting on her baby brother’s bed, wearing only a very loose, soft, faded gray shirt and some lacy green panties.

“So. Any girls in your life?” Stephanie asked with a giggle. Andrew Holland turned around, wearing just gym shorts as he was looking for a shirt to wear in his suitcase.

“Only girl I need is you.” Andrew winked, and Stephanie giggled happily.

“You’re too sweet.” Stephanie smiled lovingly at her baby brother, and she slipped off his bed, crossing the room to wrap her arms around him tightly in a hug. He was on the shorter side, so Stephanie was actually a few inches taller than him, but he didn’t mind. Andrew hugged her back tightly, and his football strength must have kicked in when he lifted her up by the hips and carried her back to the bed.

Stephanie giggled the whole time, especially when Andrew threw her down onto the bed, and she bounced a bit on the springy mattress.

Andrew jumped on top of Stephanie, making her grunt at the sudden weight landing on top of her, but then she wrapped her arms around Andrew and squeezed him lovingly, while those pretty teal eyes of hers held his gaze.

“You can sleep the way you normally sleep.” Andrew said softly. “I don’t mind.”

“Are you sure? It makes Jules all weird.” Stephanie hesitated.

“I’m not Julian.” Andrew said fiercely, and Stephanie smiled. She rolled over so Andrew was below her, and she sat up to pull off her gray shirt, and it landed forgotten on the floor as her incredible boobs surged outwards. Her pale, voluptuous body. Those firm, mouthwatering globes.

Stephanie laid down beside Andrew, and she pulled her little brother close. Their feet brushed against each other’s, and his head laid down right on one of her breasts.

“This is such a nice pillow.” Andrew said sleepily. Stephanie giggled.

“Well, sleep tight, then, Andy.” Stephanie murmured, her hand tenderly brushing hair out of his face.

“Thanks, Steph.” Andrew mumbled. Stephanie’s arms encircled Andrew, and the pair of shirtless siblings fell asleep happily.

———

Julian Holland was laying in his bed when a knock came at the door. He got out of his bed to open it and found none other than Brooklyn Winchester at his door, looking miserable.

“Uh… Mrs. Winchester?” Julian asked uncertainly. He’d expected it to be his mom coming over to cuddle. He had not expected a busty brunette MILF, with sensational curves and the best phat, shapely ass he’d ever seen. Brooklyn was in soft cotton shorts and a yellow tank top, neither of which was particularly revealing but strained over her hefty breasts and her champion ass.

“I’m sorry to bother you, Julian. I just needed someone to talk to.” Brooklyn sighed.

“Oh.” Julian said awkwardly, and he fidgeted back and forth on his feet, then he tried to steel himself. “Well, come on in, I guess.”

“Thank you.” Brooklyn smiled, and she walked into the room Julian had claimed. Brooklyn sat down on the edge of the bed, and Julian sat down next to her.

“Why does my son prefer Olivia over me?” Brooklyn despaired.

“What? W- uh, I’m sure Caleb loves you, Mrs. Winchester.” Julian tried to comfort her.

“I know he does. But… he’s always with Olivia. Nothing I do is ever good enough.” Brooklyn sighed. “Even right now. I went to see if he needed anything, and I found him asleep in Olivia’s arms. I just… I try so hard to be there for him. And it’s like he doesn’t even care.”

“Mrs. Winchester, I- I don’t really know what to say. I can’t imagine you’ve done anything wrong.” Julian said awkwardly.

Brooklyn looked at him, and she hung her head.

“I shouldn’t be talking to you about this. But the people I usually talk to, I can’t find. Dana’s missing, my husband is back in Amethyst Shore, and I can’t even find Jace. So… you were my next option. I’m sorry to bother you, Julian.” Brooklyn sighed. She got to her feet, and Julian got a view of her absolutely incredible thick ass as she walked past him. It was so plump and shapely and toned and mouthwateringly phat. That just made him more nervous but he tried.

“M-Mrs. Winchester, wait. It’s, uh, it’s OK. You haven’t bothered me or anything. I’m just… I’m not very good at this advice thing.” Julian sighed. Brooklyn gave Julian a sweet smile, and she walked back over towards him.

“It’s OK, Julian. I don’t really think it’s advice I need anyway.” Brooklyn shook her head, then she looked at Julian. “Do you think I’m boring?”

“Boring?” Julian repeated confusedly.

“I’ve babysat you before. Did you think it was boring?” Brooklyn asked.

“What? No! I had a great time. We did those puzzles together, we watched that documentary on dolphins, I helped you cook dinner. It was fun! Why?” Julian asked.

“Well, I babysat Andrew once and afterwards, when Amy came and picked him up, I, uh, I heard him call me boring.” Brooklyn hung her head.

“Oh, Mrs. Winchester, you are not boring.” Julian said fiercely, and Brooklyn looked ridiculously happy.

“I… thank you, Julian.” Brooklyn smiled, and she reached out to cup the back of Julian’s head, and she pulled him in for a hug. Julian hugged her back after a beat, and when he pulled back, she gave him a warm smile. “And you can just call me Brooklyn. Mrs. Winchester makes me feel old.”

“You don’t look old.” Julian said truthfully, making Brooklyn giggle.

“Thank you, Julian.” she murmured. Julian looked into her pretty brown eyes, and he couldn’t help but smile.

“What are you smiling for?” Brooklyn asked.

“I just like you.” Julian blurted, then his cheeks turned crimson. “I mean, uh, well, that is… you don’t have to worry about me thinking you’re boring. You’re one of my favorite people. You always have fun activities planned out, and you’re just… a really great mom.”

Brooklyn gave Julian one of the most loving looks he’d ever seen in his life. She threw her arms around Julian and gave him a tight squeeze, and then she drew back and kissed his cheek.

“I’m so glad I decided to come to talk to you tonight. You’ve made me feel so much better. I… I don’t know why Caleb likes Olivia more than me, but… it’s nice knowing there’s at least someone who likes me.” Brooklyn said, a little self-deprecatingly. Julian shifted awkwardly, he didn’t know how to respond to that one.

“Uh… I…” Julian fumbled for a response, but Brooklyn shook her head.

“You don’t have to say anything. I’m just feeling lonely tonight.” Brooklyn said sadly. Julian froze. An idea had just occurred to him, one that he wasn’t at all sure if he should voice, but… maybe? Andrew would blurt it out. Julian knew that for a fact. It was weird to think of his little brother as a role model, but he needed to be more like Andrew.

“I-if you’re f-feeling lonely, I g-guess you could, um, well, you could stay h-here.” Julian stammered out. Brooklyn’s mouth opened in surprise, but then a warm smile spread across her face, and she hugged him again.

“Julian, you’re one of the kindest boys I’ve ever met. I don’t want to pressure you or anything, but if you’re sure, well… I wouldn’t mind staying.” Brooklyn smiled softly.

“You’re not pressuring me.” Julian said quickly, and Brooklyn glowed with happiness.

“Then I’ll happily stay.” Brooklyn smiled. “It will be nice to not be alone tonight.”

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