Intro: The exploits of a man whose given name fit him perfectly, Randy, and he certainly was that. He was a high-school history teacher and coach until he hit the lottery and retired early at 52. While he was not averse to returning flirtatious quips from the girls in his classes, he did avoid giving in to the urge, telling the more enticing of them to, "come see me after you graduate." Some did, but these stories deal with his life after hitting it big and building two houses; one along a river bluff 45 miles inland from the Atlantic Ocean and another on a secluded portion of the Northern Outer Banks, both equipped with playrooms. And he still had over a hundred million to spare. All characters are 18+ years of age. All stories can stand alone, but reading the series gives added insights and descriptions as it unfolds.
Synopsis: Mina joins her sister for Spring Break
April, 2018 - OBX House
Wednesday evening
Randy had taken a shower and dressed in a loose pair of slacks and a dress shirt that he didn't tuck in. He then had prepared the meal, a Tuscan chicken dish with penne pasta and a salad. Ellie came in as he was almost done, dressed in stripper heels and a white mini-dress that had lavender flowers printed on it.
"That's a nice outfit. It looks really good on you."
"Thank you," she replied.
"It's still not gonna get you any more dick tonight though."
"Dammit," and she smiled. "Can't blame a girl for tryin', can you?"
"No, I can't," and he put her to work tearing apart lettuce for the salads.
Mina arrived before they had finished and Randy went to let her in. She was dressed in black shorts and a black, cropped tube top with white sneakers and kissed him on the cheek in greeting. They walked into the kitchen and the tension in the room was suddenly palpable.
Ellie gave her a flat hello with no enthusiasm, "Hey girl, what's up?"
With her apprehension peeking out from her self-imposed shroud, Mina came to stand beside Ellie and flipped the attention from herself to her sister. Looking intently into Ellie's eyes, she announced, "Not much, just a long-ass drive, but I can tell what you've been up to."
"What do you mean?" Randy interrupted.
"Let it go," Ellie chimed in.
"No," replied Mina, "if he wants to know, he should know," and she turned to Randy. "I can always tell when she's been fucked by her eyes. They turn a paler shade of blue."
Randy had totally missed it and looked at Ellie, but she turned away.
"Ellie," he said in a stern voice, "show me your eyes."
Without pause she turned to him, widening her eyes defiantly and staring at him. Her older sister was correct, the bright sapphire blue of Ellie's eyes had faded, much like stone-washed jeans.
"Interesting," and he turned to look at the older sister, "Does Mina have any tells?"
Ellie gave her sister a perturbed look, "Not that I've noticed, but I don't do inspections, unlike like some people."
Randy wanted to smile at the by-play, but he didn't want a catfight and said to the younger sister, "Why don't you help her bring her bags in and show her to her room while I finish up supper."
Both blondes looked at him for a moment, but neither spoke before they left for Mina's car. When they came back some ten minutes later, they were laughing with each other in such a genuine way that Randy just shook his head.
He thought about the change in dynamic, in such a short time, between the sisters and was intrigued by the quick switch from snippiness to laughter. It immediately struck him as strange and he decided to let it play out over the next several days, maybe stir it up just a little, and observe.
"Supper is ready, y'all sit and I'll serve you."
As they ate, Randy made sure they both understood that after supper he would be getting reacquainted with Mina and that Ellie was to stay in her room.
When he finished going over the rules, he asked, "Is that understood?"
"Yes," Mina answered.
"Ellie?"
The younger sibling hesitated, and he cocked his head toward her, "Elise?"
She gave him the evil eye for using her given name and grudgingly answered, "Understood."
"Good."
"Under protest," she added, half-smiled to herself, and sipped her wine.
They finished the meal in near silence and then all three cleared the table, rinsed the dishes, and filled the dishwasher.
He had the sisters tell each other goodnight and watched as Ellie walked slowly to her room without looking back. When he heard her door close, he escorted Mina to the living room.
On the way, she asked, with a little catch in her voice, "Can I have a cigarette?"
Randy considered if she was stalling, but offered, "Sure, go on out to the gazebo and I'll fetch 'em."
When he joined her, she was sitting on the table, her tanned legs crossed at the knees and her hands flat on the table on either side of her ass. She was barely 5'4" and almost half of that was legs, but the table put her higher and Randy took the moment to admire her 32B-26-32 body from the side as he approached. Even though they were on the small side, he remembered the roundness of her tits as they became evident in the tube top. He came to stop in front of her and leaned in for a kiss. Their tongues dueled for a moment, but they kept their hands to themselves. When Randy straightened, Mina licked her lips and then pursed them. He tapped out a cigarette for her and then lit it and watched her take the first drag into her mouth before French inhaling it. She was pretty good at it.
