The Setup

Jace Holland was in the process of re-arranging living room furniture when Dana came into the room, wearing a clingy pair of black yoga shorts and a green shirt which showed off some of her stomach. Her blonde hair was pulled up in a messy bun on the top of her head, and she seemed a little distant, lost in her own thoughts or something.

“Hey, Dana, you alright?” Jace asked, raising an eyebrow. His twin seemed not to have heard him, so with a wry shake of his head, he walked over and wrapped his arms around her from behind. She startled, and looked up at him, her teal eyes wide and surprised. But then the surprise faded swiftly into a smile.

“Hey, Jace. Did you say something?” she asked.

“What on earth had you so distracted?” Jace raised his eyebrows. Dana turned around so she was facing him.

“Oh, nothing. Uh, Brooklyn and I just aren’t talking at the moment.” Dana sighed.

“What, you got in a fight?” Jace asked, stunned. “You guys never fight.”

“Not a fight.” Dana shook her head. “More like, uh… I did something she didn’t like, I guess. We’re not arguing, she just stopped talking to me.”

“Damn.” Jace said, whistling in surprise. “What the hell did you do, Dana?”

Dana blushed, and she glanced down at her feet, her big toe rubbing against her other foot bashfully.

“Dana.” Jace said, and she looked up at him. “I’m your twin. I’m not gonna tell anybody else, or think less of you or anything. We’re best friends for life.”

“Even over Amy?” Dana asked ruefully.

“Yeah.” Jace nodded. “I love Amy, but you’re my literal other half.”

Dana laughed, and she gave him a hesitant look, but she nodded. “You’re right. I do trust you, Jace. But, uh, can we talk in private?”

“Sure. I need to go hit the grocery store anyways, Mom was freaking out because we don’t have any drinks.” Jace said.

“You’re only 18.” Dana reminded him.

“Not that kind of drink. Just like juice, or iced tea, or lemonade or whatever.” Jace rolled his eyes.

“Pretty sure lemonade’s a juice.” Dana couldn’t help but point out.

“Hey, do you wanna come along or not?” Jace challenged, and Dana smiled.

“I’ll go get my shoes.” Dana grinned.

Jace grabbed his car keys and walked out towards the front door, and before he even made it to his car, Dana was running up behind him.

She climbed into his passenger seat, and Jace got behind the wheel. He turned off the radio, and as he started backing out of the driveway, he glanced her way.

“Alright, so what’s up?” Jace asked. Their teal eyes met, and Dana sighed deeply.

“I got a little too crazy last night, I guess. I wanted to be more like Daisy, I think.” Dana said glumly.

“Like Daisy?” Jace asked incredulously. “It’s all I can do to stop you from ripping out her hair, now you’re trying to be like her?”

“Well, I don’t know what else to do, Jace! Everybody’s just treating me like I’m some little girl. Some cute little girl.” Dana folded her arms. “I don’t wanna be cute, I wanna be sexy, like her.”

Jace reached over and put his hand on Dana’s thigh. “Dana, if you don’t think you’re sexy, I think instead of the grocery store, I’m taking you to get an eye exam.”

“Shut up.” Dana mumbled, cheeks rosy.

“It’s true. You’re absolutely breathtaking.” Jace said. “And yeah, of course you’re cute, but to think you’re not sexy because of it is crazy.”

“You don’t feel weird calling your twin sister sexy?” Dana giggled.

“Dana, we kiss pretty regularly. I’d say we don’t have the typical sibling relationship.” Jace grinned.

“Fair enough.” Dana admitted. “So, on like a scale of 1 to 10–”

“You’re deflecting.” Jace cut in. “What about you and Brooklyn? What happened?”

Dana sat quietly for a few moments, and Jace glanced sideways at her.

“10.” he said quietly, squeezing her thigh.

She glanced at him, confused at first, then realization dawned on her, and she blushed prettily.

“I guess I’ll tell you. But only because of the compliment.” Dana quirked a grin.

“It’s not a compliment, it’s just an observation.” Jace said, and Dana rolled her eyes.

“Right. So, last night. Me, Brooklyn, Jayden, and Owen were all, um, watching a movie. I guess it was kind of a spicy movie, because I got a little, uh, wild. Um… Brooklyn- well, she tried to, that is, I- ah…” Dana hung her head. “I kissed her.”

Jace nearly lost control of the car in his shock. He’d been imagining some weird things, but Dana kissing Brooklyn hadn’t been on his bucket list. Now that image rose up in his mind’s eye, well outside his control, but damn. It was hot to imagine, he couldn’t imagine seeing it in person.

“Do you… like Brooklyn?” Jace asked meaningfully.

“I don’t know.” Dana admitted. “I mean, she’s really sexy. Like, really sexy, but I don’t know.”

“She sure is.” Jace mumbled, and Dana smacked him on the chest.

“And you! Why the hell didn’t you kiss Brooklyn?” Dana demanded of him.

“What?” Jace blinked.

“At Shoreline! She told me about that, you know.” Dana snapped.

“I didn’t know that at all! And Jesus, what a mood swap that was.” Jace complained, shaking his head.

“Well, I just remembered.” Dana said defensively. “Why did you completely wuss out?”

“I didn’t think she wanted it. She looked so nervous and hesitant when I was leaning in that it made me stop.” Jace shrugged. “I wasn’t gonna **** her.”

Dana sighed. “You’re so dumb sometimes, Jace.”

“What? Did she want me to kiss her?” Jace blinked.

“Desperately! She was nervous, probably, yeah, but she very much wants you to kiss her.” Dana said, and Jace nodded slowly.

“Gotcha.” he said thoughtfully. “Now, are we gonna talk about you kissing Brooklyn, or are you gonna keep deflecting?”

“Keep deflecting?” Dana asked hopefully. Jace shook his head.

“Dana, if you like girls, that’s not a problem, you know.” Jace mentioned. “No one you know is gonna think of you differently.”

“Well, Brooklyn does.” Dana mumbled.

“She’s probably just embarrassed by the kiss, if I had to guess. I sincerely doubt she’s bothered by it, she doesn’t seem like the type.” Jace shrugged.

“Mhm.” Dana mumbled, then she looked over at Jace, and he looked back at her. “Maybe… maybe I do like girls.”

“Just girls?” Jace asked, without judgement. Dana shook her head.

“No, it’s both. Boys and girls.” Dana said, with the air of somebody getting a weight off their shoulders.

“You know that Daisy and Mom are the same way, right? They’re both bi.” Jace mentioned.

“Yeah, and they both, uh, ‘play’ with their best friends. Daisy has Ariel, Mom has Aunt Rachel.” Dana sighed. “I guess I just wanted something similar, but I don’t think Brooklyn’s bi.”

“You don’t have to be with your best friend.” Jace laughed. “Daisy and Mom are just special like that.”

“Yeah.” Dana said sadly.

“Skylar’s not with her best friend.” Jace pointed out. “Her and Izzy have never done anything.”

“That’s true.” Dana realized, cheering up a bit.

Jace pulled into the parking lot, and glanced over at Dana. “And just so you know, I have absolutely no problems with you being bi. I’m sure you knew, but I just wanted to say it.”

Dana’s smile seemed to glow, and she dived across the center console to throw her arms around him and embrace him with a loving kiss.

———

Evan Simmons was sitting at his desk on the computer, actually trying to do a homework assignment for once, but he was hating it. Fuck Mr. Calhoun and his fucking math problems. The asshole gave out way too much homework, Evan hated him.

He was seconds away from banging his head against the desk when he heard a familiar voice come from his open window. His homework instantly forgotten, Evan got to his feet, crossing the room to see what was going on outside.

Outside, Danielle and Daisy Holland were setting things up for a party, from the looks of it. The buxom mother and daughter pair were carrying out folding tables and setting them up in the grass. Evan couldn’t get downstairs fast enough, his homework completely abandoned.

He’d finish it later. Maybe.

He put on his shoes and came hustling out the back door, while maintaining his usual air of casualness.

“Mrs. Holland.” Evan said with a grin, and Dani turned to smile at him. The blonde MILF before him was so fucking sexy it hurt. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and her top half was covered by a practically painted on white tank top, one that showed off the dark lines of the bra beneath it. The top bared her stomach for Evan to see, and her bottoms showed off Dani’s curves, too. She wore a red pair of leggings that hugged every single womanly curve that Danielle Holland possessed.

And beside her, her daughter Daisy looked just as sexy. Daisy had her hair pulled back in a haphazard bun, but Evan liked the messiness of it. Daisy’s young voluptuous body was clothed in a dark blue sports bra and some gray cotton shorts. The shorts weren’t particularly sexy, but they didn’t have to be on Daisy. The sports bra hugged tightly to her impressive bosom, and nearly her entire top half was bare, showing off the firm leanness of her stomach, indicative of the work she must put in staying in flawless shape. As for the shorts, they weren’t half as skintight around Daisy’s curvy ass as Evan might have preferred, but they did show off her long gorgeous tanned legs, and that wasn’t a terrible secondary option, if skintight on the ass wasn’t available.

“Hey, Evan. Good morning.” Danielle said, and Evan pulled her into a tight hug. Dani pressed her tits firmly against Evan’s chest, being as naughty as she could with Daisy glaring at them. Evan and Dani broke apart far too soon, and Evan glanced towards Daisy.

“I guess I’m not getting a hug?” Evan grinned.

“Good guess.” Daisy rolled her sexy teal eyes.

“I’ll never understand why you hate him.” Dani shook her head, not saying a word about Evan’s arm around her waist, but Daisy clearly noticed.

“He’s just so- ugh!” Daisy threw up her hands. “I feel like I’m the only one who sees through him.”

“See through to what?” Danielle asked exasperatedly.

“She’s convinced I’m the devil.” Evan chimed in.

“I never said all that.” Daisy put up a hand. “You’re just an annoying prick.”

“Daisy, Evan is a wonderful young man.” Danielle said, and Evan’s hand slid back behind Danielle, giving one of her generous ass cheeks a squeeze of appreciation. Daisy turned around before she could see, and to Evan’s delight, Dani bumped her hip flirtatiously against him, and batted her sultry eyes at him.

Fuck.

Dani made him hard so fucking effortlessly, it was completely unfair. Evan gave her ass a much rougher squeeze, the flesh of her firm toned ass mauled beneath his large strong hand. Dani grunted just a little, but Evan couldn’t fight back the triumph in his eyes. Dani’s eyes looked deliciously hungry, but then Daisy turned around, damn her, and Evan and Dani had to break it up.

“Look, Evan, why don’t you help Daisy with those tables inside? Those ones don’t fold quite as easily as these.” Dani gestured to the three folding tables that her and Daisy had brought out already.

“What? We can handle it, Mom.” Daisy protested.

“I think we should put this stud to work.” Dani said with a smirk, and she gave him a playful smack on the ass. Evan turned to look at her incredulously and saw twin teal fires burning lustfully in her eyes. It was all he could do to keep a shit-eating grin off his face. Dani very clearly did not regret their dalliance yesterday at Shoreline, which was a relief. He’d worried a bit of time would put her off future naughtiness, but that was clearly not the case.

“I’d be happy to help you out, Daisy.” Evan shrugged.

“Fantastic.” Daisy said, shaking her hands like pom poms, but with absolutely no cheer on her face. Evan followed Daisy into the house, and found the table Dani had meant almost instantly. This one was heavier and metal rather than the plastic folding ones.

“I’ll walk backwards.” Evan volunteered. “Just don’t make sure I don’t run into anything.”

“Don’t fucking tempt me.” Daisy muttered under her breath, but she took her position at the other end of the table without complaint. Evan did the same, and he hefted it up. Daisy’s arms strained as she lifted her half, and Evan appreciated just how athletic the cheerleader was. She definitely did a lot more than just gymnastics, based on the lean, flattering muscles in her arms.

The pair walked the table out into the grass, when Evan’s foot caught on a rock and he went down, dropping the table with a groan.

“Shit!” he heard Daisy gasp, and before he could even stand up, she was right next to him, her teal eyes.. worried?

“I thought I said don’t let me run into anything.” Evan groaned.

“I couldn’t see a rock in the grass, could I?” she shot back, but it was much less hostile than before. “Are you OK?”

“Daisy Holland being nice to me? I must have hit my head harder than I thought.” Evan grinned.

“Shut up.” Daisy hit him in the chest. “Just because you annoy me doesn’t mean I wanna see you bleeding out in my backyard with a concussion. You fell hard. Did it hurt?”

“I’m fine. And besides, that’s usually my line.” Evan quipped.

“What?” Daisy blinked.

“You know… did it hurt when you fell from heaven?” Evan laughed. Daisy rolled her eyes and stood up.

“You’re fine, clearly.” she said, but then she held out her hand to him. He took it, surprised, and she helped him up.

“Don’t make a big deal out of it. You still piss me off.” Daisy grumbled. Evan looked past her to Dani, who had made it halfway towards him when he’d fallen, from the looks of it. She seemed just as surprised as him.

“Hey! Stop ogling my mom and lift this table.” Daisy scolded. “And watch out for rocks.”

“Yes ma’am.” Evan grinned.

———

Gabrielle Barnes was walking down the hallway past the bathroom when she paused and glanced to her left at the occupant of the bathroom. Her younger sister Valerie Barnes was standing there in a purple bikini which did amazing things for her lush curvy body.

The bikini top strained Val’s very large melons, and showed off incredible amounts of pale cleavage and juicy tit. The bottoms clung to her curvaceous hips and showed off her plump ass.

“Val, babe, why are you sitting here obsessing over your hair? You’re going to a pool party, it’s getting wet almost instantly.” Gabrielle asked amusedly.

Val turned with a start, her hands dropping from her waves of dark brown hair. “I still want to look good.”

“For anyone in particular?” Gabby asked knowingly, and Val shrugged innocently, tits bouncing distractingly.

“Jace, maybe?” Gabby suggested, and Val’s cheeks turned rosy, but she grinned.

“Maybe.” Val admitted. Gabby wrapped her arms around Val from behind, her arms settling around her little sister’s wide hips, while Gabby’s breasts pushed into Val’s shoulders.

“Trust me, Jace does not care how your hair looks.” Gabby laughed, lifting her hands to playfully squeeze Val’s very large soft breasts. “This bikini top will get the mission done regardless.”

Val laughed, and she bumped her ass back against Gabby. “I know, I know. I just want to look good for him.”

“I’m more surprised you haven’t jumped his bones yet.” Gabby mentioned.

“Well, I tried at the start of the school year, but Mom interrupted us.” Val pointed out. “And then we kind of drifted a bit until the car wash.”

“Can’t forget that stretch of time when you were charmed by Evan.” Gabby pointed out with an eyeroll.

“Who says I’m not still charmed?” Val teased. “He’s very handsome and muscular. Plus, he always shows me his full attention.”

“Ugh. I don’t even wanna hear about him.” Gabby shook her head.

“He’s not half as bad as you think he is, Gabs.” Val shook her head, too. “He makes you feel so… wanted.”

Gabby knew this very well from her own experiences with the tall black-haired linebacker. They had fucked at Skylar’s party months ago, after all. She’d mainly avoided him since then. Sure, the sex had been good, but he annoyed her, and he’d gone after Val, too. Plus, the way things had gone during their night together, well… it wasn’t normal for Gabby.

She usually was the one taking charge, but Evan hadn’t let her lead anything. If she thought about that on a surface level, it pissed her off, but if she really thought about it, well… she didn’t half mind being submissive for a change. It had made her insanely aroused, and the next day, she’d spent most of it wondering if she was actually a sub. And, well, Val took charge during sex a lot, too, which Gabby always loved. Her little sister taking charge in bed was arousing, Gabby couldn’t help it.

“I thought you were fully on-board the Jace train.” Gabby sighed. “Where’s this Evan talk coming from?”

“I’m 18 years old, Gabby. I’m not going around looking for a soulmate. I like Jace, a lot, and I really hope that goes somewhere. But I’m not gonna mope around if he doesn’t want me, too.” Val said, her hands lifting back up to her hair, brush in hand.

“Well, if you’re taking my opinion, go for Jace.” Gabby said.

“You won’t be jealous?” Val teased.

“Why would I be jealous?” Gabby asked.

“Mina told me you and Jace were flirting pretty hard at Shoreline yesterday.” Val grinned knowingly at her big sister.

“I hate your friend, Val. How the hell does she know everything?” Gabby groaned.

“So it’s true!” Val delighted. “And I’ve asked, she told me she had to protect her sources.”

“Yeah, Jace and I had some fun yesterday. I’m hardly going to be jealous of you going for him, though.” Gabby said.

“You sureeee?” Val teased, rubbing her ass back against Gabby naughtily. Gabby stepped back and spanked said ass, smirking when she heard Val yelp.

“Very sure.” Gabby said, satisfied, and leaned in to nuzzle her nose against Val’s neck.

“Right, I think I got my hair done.” Val said after a moment. “What do you think?”

“That you look gorgeous, but you always look gorgeous.” Gabby said warmly.

“If I knew all it took to get some sweet loving compliments out of you was sex, maybe we could have started earlier.” Val teased. Gabby laughed.

“Hey, I was always a supportive big sister, even when we weren’t fucking.”

“You’re right.” Val admitted. “But I have so much more fun with you now that we are.”

“Me too.” Gabby agreed, and she kissed Val’s neck, enjoying how her baby sister hummed happily.

“We should take a photo!” Val realized, and she grabbed her phone off the counter.

“Hold on. The last time you wanted to take photos out of the blue, you ended up sending them to Evan.” Gabby pointed out.

“This one’s just for Jace, promise.” Val said, and Gabby sighed.

“Fine. I don’t mind giving Jace a little show.” Gabby smirked.

“I know you don’t, Mina told me just how flirty you were being.” Val couldn’t resist teasing.

“I was just having some fun.” Gabby maintained.

“You like Jace!” Val taunted in a sing-songy voice.

“Just take the fucking photo, Valerie.” Gabby sighed, making Val laugh.

She stepped around Gabby so they were side by side, and Gabby slid her arm around her sister’s neck. Val leaned against Gabby’s chest, and held up her arm to take the photo. Gabby glanced down at it and saw it was a good one. Both of the pale, dark-haired sisters looked gorgeous and the angle looked right down their cleavages.

“That’s a good one. Jace will love it.” Gabby chuckled.

“Definitely.” Val agreed, a naughty twinkle in her eye. "And maybe Evan too?"

Val looked at her sister with puppy dog eyes, imploring Gabby to agree. Gabby rolled her eyes. “Seriously, Val? He does not need photos of us.”

"Oh, come on, wouldn't it be fun to have both of the boys thinking about us all day? You can't tell me having them both interested wouldn't be fun. We could tease them all day, flirt a little… plus, you’d get to tease Evan with something he can’t have!”

Gabby looked at Val, her expression unreadable. Val fidgeted from foot to foot before she threw up her hands and pulled Gabby close.

"Pleeeease?" she purred, kissing her big sister. “For me? I like teasing boys, you know that.”

"Fine. You know I can't say no to you." Gabby groaned. “Just don’t make me regret this, Val.”

"You won’t! I promise! You're the best!" Val beamed, and she gave Gabby another sizzling kiss before pulling away to send the photo to Evan as well as Jace.

Then, the sound of the front door opening was audible, and the two girls exchanged looks.

“Girls! Ariel’s here!” their father Jenson called from downstairs.

“Coming!” Gabby called back, and her and Val both excitedly went to go greet their big sister.