Book 5: Mouse's Rival
Chapter 2
<8 Reason
Melanie sensed Michael looking at her through the small crowd, from across the room, like a child spying on adults through a keyhole. It was really nothing unusual. He'd been doing it, and she'd been noticing, since they were adolescents. She'd never ascribed any lust to his less than subtle ogling. He was just her sweet, clumsy, awkward baby brother.
Yet it had always made her feel sexy. In high school, he was sadly the only boy that made her feel sexy. He never told her that she was, he never put it into words, but this was better. It was more sincere this way. His ill concealed stares were an unintentional, unconscious, unambiguous compliment.
He'd been doing it for decades now. Of course, before, she hadn't watched him rabidly and quite effectively fuck Mouse. Before now, he'd simply been her innocent little brother.
Melanie brought the drink to her mouth again as she listened to Kate's musical, piping voice enthusiastically describing her recent vacation to Mexico. She scolded herself for letting her attention wander away from pretty, enticing, little Kate. She had plans for Kate.
"You should have seen the bathing suits some women wore," the little blond laughed, her captivating green eyes wide in mock wonder. "They were wild, absolutely wild. Way beyond skimpy and revealing, but they had the bodies for them. I don't. My body's not bad, but I'm too tiny and pale and slight. I couldn't pull it off. You could, though."
Kate's eyes strayed down Mel's body as she finished. Kate tore them away, looking suddenly across the room, clearly embarrassed by her brazenness.
Mel happily accepted the hesitant, awkwardly delivered compliment in silence. Kate certainly acted interested.
"Oh, I think you could, too," Mel said. "You have a lot of sex appeal. We should escape the suburbs and go together, sometime, just to find out."
Even as she said it, Melanie's mind inexplicably wandered right back to Michael. Out of the corner of her eye she could see that he was still looking at her.
This time, Michael's furtive gaze wasn't merely making Melanie warm. She felt her whole body reacting in pleasant ways. The sensations made her want to make herself instantly even more attractive to him. She did what she'd often done, inhaling deeply, though not too overtly, sucking in her stomach and expanding her chest.
Mel felt she had a great body, especially for a fourty-four year old woman. At just under six feet tall, she commanded the room. She had broad shoulders and well matched hips, with a generous bust, but a trim waistline. She worked hard at keeping her stomach as flat as she reasonably could, especially after reaching forty. The result gave her a truly curvaceous, hourglass figure, the kind that made real men crazy.
In a way, she looked like a larger than life playboy model. She was a feminine amazon with an extra dose of feminine. She knew she'd been a perfect fantasy woman to some men, men that weren't afraid of her size. She wasn't petite or dainty or cute, but she was most definitely female.
She wished that Michael would see her that way, not just beautiful but sexy, but she knew his tastes leaned toward the cute and childishly petite, like Mouse. No, not just like Mouse, but Mouse herself.
His tastes, Mel thought to herself, in fact, leaned towards a woman like Kate, the woman in whom Melanie was now making every effort to show a flattering, flirting and almost inappropriate interest. This whole party was actually for Kate. Melanie reluctantly wrenched her mind from her sexy baby brother, to give her full attentions to the cute little blond before her.
"The weather is so nice in the Maya Riviera. Even when it's raining. The air is warm and clean."
The party was really just a small get together, just women Mel knew, with a few men to keep it interesting. Dan was away with Rick for the weekend, looking at colleges, so she had the house all to herself for her soiree, and for any adventure that might develop from it. At least, the plan was that an adventure would develop, a brief, pleasant episode that might naturally and easily lead into an eventual threesome with Dan.
She'd only invited Michael because she felt sorry for him. She didn't really want the distraction, but she couldn't stand the thought of enjoying the party, and the challenge she'd set for herself, while Michael moped around at home. He could miss Mouse here as easily as he could alone.
Maybe here he would at least socialize a bit. She knew he'd never meet anyone he was attracted to, not with Mouse on his mind and interwoven into his soul, but he could at least talk to a few women.
The party was mostly women. Attractive women.
Too, he might notice Melanie in action. He might realize that there was a side of his big sister that would shock, and perhaps excite, him. She wanted to show off in front of him. Let Michael see her seduce another woman. Let Michael learn that his older sister had her wild, sexual side, too.
Kate paused a moment as she delicately sipped her drink. Mel watched the glass touch Kate's small mouth, as the woman's glossy lips puckered enticingly to suck in just a small taste of her Black Mexican. Mel took a good swig of her own rum and coke, never letting her gaze wander from Kate's tasty little mouth.
Kate was a friend of a friend of a friend of Mouse's. She really didn't know what the connection was. She just knew that Mouse had given her the woman's number. She was new in the area, less than twenty minutes away. She didn't know anyone else, so she was looking for company, and friends. And, according to Mouse's connections, she had appropriately similar interests.
Under Mel's instructions, Kate wasn't told what Mel wanted her for. Mel wanted to try her hand at seduction. It was a gamble, but life had gotten too easy for Mel. She needed the distraction. She needed something that was going to take effort, and take her mind off of other, more dangerous opportunities.
She just wanted to know that the woman might be receptive to the idea. Mel had been nervous as hell calling the woman, but Kate was so bubbly and friendly, she had made it easy.
Kate was like a blond Mouse. She was petite, slightly freckled, lively, outgoing, happy, vibrant and alluring. She had long, straight, very blonde hair. A catty woman would have thought it dyed if her eyebrows didn't match. They weren't quite as blonde as her hair, but could at best be called a very light brown. Mel had no doubt the woman's pubic hairs matched, too. She had a piping, squeaky voice that would have been annoying if it weren't such a turn on.
Melanie knew a bit about Kate by now. She was single and young, at least to Mel, in her early thirties. She'd been married, and then very quickly divorced, once. She worked tending bar in a place at the edge of town. She'd moved here recently, completely alone, just to get away from her past lives. She showed no regrets. She didn't act like someone running from anything. Like Mouse, she was someone that was always more running to something, even if she had no idea what or where it was.
Kate made a funny comment that Mel missed by being too deep in her own thoughts, and followed it immediately with a cute, high pitched little giggle. Mel could enjoy lots of giggles like that, she thought, if she could just get Kate interested, and if Kate was open to that sort of thing.
And so far there was no reason to think that Kate, who was so like Mouse, wouldn't be interested.
<8 Order
Mouse could hear the party going on in the background.
"You have to come, Mona. Come visit Michael, now."
Mouse couldn't believe Melanie was pushing this hard for a spontaneous, immediate visit. It just didn't make sense. She should be keeping Mouse away.
"Are you having a party?"
"What? Yes, yes, just a little thing."
"God, you and Dan never stop these days with the parties."
"Dan's not here. It's just a little something I threw together because I was bored. Actually, there's something else, but I don't want to get into it now. Listen to me. Little, please, you have to trust me on this. He needs you."
"Why are you calling me now, in the middle of a party?"
"Michael's here. There are tons of women here, and yet he looks miserable."
Mouse bit her lip.
"Why did you invite him?"
