I must have been completely exhausted. The last thing I remembered from last night was reading the same paragraph of a textbook over and over again. I had rested my eyes for a moment and I was gone. The digital clock read, '5:34 AM'. It seemed like I had been asleep for ten minutes but I had slept all night. I hadn't heard June and Julie come home and then it occurred to me that they might not even be home. If they were, they came home sexually satisfied because they didn't come get into bed with me, which they often did.
I pulled one of my text books back from the edge of the bed before it crashed to the floor. I listened for any sounds of the twins getting ready for school. There was nothing. I got up and took a shower and did my bathroom stuff before returning to my room to dress for the day. I had an early class at seven-thirty. I made a cup of coffee and sipped on that as I hogged down a donut. I usually stay away from things like donuts and candy and such, but there are times when I can't resist a donut.
Then there was a loud 'thunk' from upstairs. It was definitely the elephant foot of one of the twins. I guess they had come home after-all. I thought, 'I must have been gone to the world, if Max drove his loud, rumbling Dodge Charger or Challenger or what-ever it is, into the driveway and it didn't wake me.'
I mentally ran down through a health checklist to assess whether I was okay and concluded that I felt fantastic. The shower upstairs came on and I heard the shower door slam shut and I got up and made myself a second cup of coffee.
It was forty-minutes later before the twins came thundering down the stairs dressed for the day. They looked briefly into my bedroom and then came around the corner to the kitchen. I was sitting on a barstool sipping my coffee. They both startled when they saw me and June put a hand to her chest and said, "Fuck. You scared me."
I said, "Sorry. I was just sitting here." The girls went to the Keurig coffee maker and made two cups of coffee. Julie poured in a little 'Coffee-Mate'. June took hers black. Not everything between twins was the same. Julie pulled out a barstool and sat down beside me. June leaned on the bar from the kitchen side.
Julie looked up at me and said, "Are you okay? You were gone to the world when we got home last night. It was late, but holy-shit, Dex. We tried to wake you but nothing. We figured you'd just been burning the candle from both ends and needed some down time."
I just smiled at Julie. I had come to that conclusion yesterday afternoon but the planned downtime became fuck-time with Coach Vivian.
June said, "How are you feeling this morning, after a good night's sleep?"
I looked at her and said, "I feel great. This second cup of coffee is getting the engines started again."
Julie asked if I could come to their lacrosse game that afternoon and I couldn't think of any reason why not. I nodded and she grinned and lean in and kissed me on the cheek.
Neither of the girls had classes as early as mine today but they left the house with me and we walked through the frost-covered woods to the athletic field and past the fieldhouse together before we went our separate ways. We didn't hug or kiss each other to avoid any questions about our relationships, should someone see us. I wasn't even sure what we were trying to hide anymore, but none of us wanted to be the talk of the campus for getting caught having sex with your sibling. That was private and we knew we had to keep it private.
After a good workout that afternoon, my muscles tingled and burned. I took a shower in the men's locker room and I chuckled at the familiar sounds of sex coming from the men's steam room. I glanced through the glass window in the door as I passed but the steam was so thick, I couldn't see anything. I don't particularly enjoy the steam room, but I do like the sauna room. I didn't even consider stepping into the steam room for fear that the sounds were coming from two guys. I didn't need to see that.
I'm not a homophobe. To each his, or her, own. And, even though woman-on-woman sex arouses me; men on men sex does the opposite. Go figure. To each his own.
When I left the locker room, I literally ran into Molly. She was in the hall. She was all atwitter about something with another girl dressed in a cheerleader uniform. Molly motioned for the other girl to go back in the locker room and she turned toward the end of the hall and collided with me.
She was startled and put her hands up on my chest to stop her momentum. She looked up and said, "Oh my ggawwd, Dex. I guess its not you in the Utility Room with his dick in the hole. The girls were hoping it was the same guy as last time but I guess it's not. I'm going to go see if it is the Maintenance guy like we have thought all along."
I had put my hands up to grab her upper arms to prevent our collision. When she finished and started to pull away from me to go check out the Utility Room, I held her and shook my head. A look of confusion was on her face. "If you and your teammates like the Utility Room cock, then leave it alone. If you confront him, I guarantee that he won't be back," I said. She stopped trying to pull away and just stood there looking up at me. Then she smiled and nodded. She stretched up to kiss me and I bent down to receive it.
Molly hurried back to the women's locker room door and said, "A little mystery makes it hotter. I'd better hurry or I'll miss all the action. I'd love to watch Coach Vivian take him on when she doesn't think anyone is watching. She's a wild-woman." Molly threw me an air-kiss and disappeared behind the door. I smiled to myself and whispered, "Vivian is definitely a wild-woman."