Part IV: Birthday After-party
All characters in this series are fictitious, as are the encounters between characters. The boarding school is at the high-school level, and all characters involved in the stories are over the age of 18.
Part IV: Birthday After-party contains twins, deep-throating, and anal sex.
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Wednesday and Thursday rushed by -- Rob couldn't focus on anything, he was saving all his concentration for Friday night. The night of the twins' birthday party. He hadn't thought of a gift for the two of them yet, well, short of the gift he'd already shared with Evey. But something told him that Anne would like that one as well. Best to just buy a DVD or something, then.
When Rob got back to his room from his shopping trip in town, he decided to properly plan for the party that night. How would he get Anne excited for a more... private party? Evey shouldn't be a problem, Rob figured. Maybe he should enlist her help in coaxing her twin sister into bed with them? Rob started up his computer and logged on to messenger.
"Evey, I think I need your help with something," he typed.
"What did U have in mind?" came the response.
"A private party -- you, me, and your sister..."
"Good fun. Will talk 2 her."
"Actually, what if we keep this a surprise? I mean, it should be special, like a surprise birthday present."
"Good, good -- how about U sneak from the party to my room, I'll bring her there, and we party?"
"Sounds like a plan. Just give me a signal at the party when it's time."
"C U tonite, then. XX"
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Rob knocked on the door, from behind which there was the faint sound of music and laughter. Must be a good party, he thought. Anne answered the door, in a short denim skirt and green tube top with thin straps criss-crossed at the back -- clearly not wearing a bra.
"Oh hey Rob! So glad you came!"
Rob grinned at the little joke in Anne's words. "Of course, why would I miss it?"
"Come in, come in, there's soda on the table at the back, and some snacks. Hang on, I'll be right back, I have to circulate a bit. Hosting a party, sheesh!"
"Don't worry about it! I'll do some circulating of my own, right after I grab a Coke."
Rob watched Anne make her way around the party, her hair bobbing, her 5'2" body expressing her joy at the party's success.
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Rob made his way to the table at the back, looking around at the rest of the party guests. The usual group of people, of course. Not surprising, considering they were at a boarding school.
After grabbing himself a plastic cup and filling it with soda, Rob turned to see if there were any conversations he could join. There was one to the right, the guys he would usually talk to at morning meeting. He walked toward them, but was stopped short when he bumped into someone and spilled his coke.
"Oh I'm so sorry, Rob! It didn't spill on you, did it? Here, let me get you a new one. Oh gosh, I'm so clumsy. You must think I'm an idiot. Are you sure you're alright? I can get you a paper towel or something? Let me get you one, and then I'll get you a new drink. Gosh, I'm so sorry!"
Rob could hardly get a word in, Amy was so upset. He grabbed her shoulders to slow her down. "It's okay, Amy. Don't worry about it. You didn't spill any on me, and I should be apologizing. Here, let's both go get some new drinks, because it looks like I made you spill yours too."
Rob walked Amy over to the drinks table, and thought back to the first time he'd met her. A fragment of the conversation she had been having with the twins entered his mind... two weeks. Rob shrugged it off, gave Amy a smile, tapped his cup against hers, and made his way in the direction of the conversation he'd intended on joining before he bumped into her.
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The party was fun, the music was good, and the guys were in another hilarious mood. The conversation turned to the hostesses, sure enough, and the guys were trying to decide which of the twins was 'the hot one'. Rob thought this debate was kind of silly, but made a mental note to consider it after he gathered more... information about the matter. Rob grinned to himself.
The conversation lulled, and Rob looked around the room, trying to spot Evey and her signal. The party was winding down, and people were starting to leave. There she was, standing by the table, wearing a pink skirt and a white, short-sleeved blouse, pouring herself a drink. Rob kept looking, waiting for her to turn around. When she did, she gave him a wink, and a slight nod toward the door. The signal.
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Rob sat down on Evey's bed, after noticing that she had taken the time to clean up a bit. No more clothes strewn across the floor, and the bed made and smelling fresh. He kicked off his shoes, grabbed a magazine and waited, listening intently for the sound of the door. He didn't have to wait long.
"... I think so too, yeah. No sense in trying to clean up tonight, we'll do it tomorrow." Evey's voice carried through the opening door. "Now let me see where I put the blow-dryer..."
"Well, I don't see why it would be in your room, but okay." Anne's voice joined her sisters', and Rob silently put the magazine away and sat up on the edge of the bed.
Click.
"Why are you locking the door, Evey?"
"Well, we have a surprise for you, sis."
"We? Who's 'we'?"
Rob took that as his cue, and stood up. He took two steps forward, emerging from behind the wall that hid the bed from view of the door.
"Hi Anne, hi Evey," Rob said plainly. "Happy birthday, again."
"Rob... what are you... I mean..." Anne seemed flustered. "Thanks?"
"Rob is here for the... after-party." Evey said, giving Rob another wink and a smile.
Rob grinned back at her, and then at Anne, who seemed to catch on to what was happening.
"Oh, Rob. That's very nice of you," Anne said, stepping toward him with a smile on her face. She wrapped her arms around his neck in embrace, and kissed him on the cheek.
When she went to kiss his other cheek, Rob took her chin between his fingers and guided her mouth to his. He gently kissed her, waiting for her to kiss him back. Anne opened her mouth and slid her tongue into Rob's mouth, kissing him back passionately.
"You realize our birthday was Monday, right, Rob?" Anne asked sweetly, her lips only an inch away from his. "I saw the DVD box you got us downstairs, but that just isn't going to cut it."
"Oh? Well, you know what they say -- 'better late than never'. Doesn't that count for something?" Rob asked, nudging Anne's nose with his.
"That depends, doesn't it?"