One of the girls had walked off when the commotion began, but there were three of them left, including my sister, who had taken a step back to look around the corner, to see if anyone was coming down the long hall. I recovered and scrambled back to my feet but the other two girls quickly grabbed me and held me up against the wall, probably fearing I’d kill Lisa. I might have, too, but the one on my right arm said “Wait, relax, she didn’t mean it.” They were both holding me tightly, and I began to feel a little aroused. After all, two older chicks were pinning me against a wall. They looked back at my sister, who had come back to be in front of me.
“Unless–What?” she whispered. Shit, I thought, I forgot I let that slip out. Well I sure couldn’t tell her what I’d been thinking. She’d never walk around the house in those leotards again. I looked up at the ceiling, trying to think of something she would believe when- Bouff!! She punched me in the stomach again. Right in the same spot. My eyes swelled with tears, but I fought them back. Oh my God, Why was she doing this? I was her brother. “Tell me!!” she gritted, under her breath. Now i was pissed “F- Fuck you, Lisa..” I was defiant. Pummph!! That one hurt. It caught me directly in the pit of my stomach and seemed to stop all feeling in my legs. It sounded like she was pounding on a bunch of peachy folders someone was holding, only it was my belly. A bulge swelled up in me, in my pants. I was liking this? I tried for the first time to free myself of the two girls holding my arms and me up against the wall, But by now I was too weak. The girl on my left said, ” He’s trying to get loose” and tightened her grip. Lisa stood closer to me and said softly; “Do you want me to keep this up? Or are you going to tell me what you meant by ‘Unless’?” now it was official. I had a hard on. Despite the pain, some part of me must’ve really enjoyed this. No, I did enjoy it. I will admit that. I still fantasize about it. Nearly every day. I looked at her friends holding me. They were watching Lisa. They were enjoying this sight, their new disciple, literally pumping her own brother for information. Lisa had grown tired of me not paying attention. Poomph!! In her fist went. Whooooff!! Out my breath went. Then she did something I’ll always be grateful for. She s-l-o-w-l-y unzipped her jacket, and let it fall to the floor. My eyes got wide. She had on her red leotard top. The one she always wore to dance class. The one that shimmered. The one that was too small for her. In later years i would identify it as Spandex Lycra.
For now, it was just shiny. She leaned back to look down the hall again, and when she did, she arched her back perfectly. I mean, and I can’t say it enough, she was huge. She had those Caroline Bissette / Sophia Loren kind of jugs that make you want to leave your wife. (or sleep with your sister) Lisa had stepped back to me. Now i was scared, i mean she was really unloading into me. “I won’t say anything, Leese, jeezus..” I had gotten enough breath back to speak. Lisa smiled at me, waited a beat, and swung another sharp baseball sized fist into my stomach, moving my insides around. Pummmph!! She had stepped into it and now my chin rested on her shoulder where i just looked down the back of her leotard.
I was done. I was out of air. I looked in my sister’s eyes. She knew it. She knew I knew it. I couldn’t resist her. Pummf! She had moved close to me now, and put her left hand over my shoulder and down my back, her breasts slightly touching me, as they swayed rhythmically with every punch. Below them, I could see her right fist sink into me. By now, I was limp. The girls were struggling to keep me upright for her. Finally she stopped and grabbed me with both hands by the hair, standing me straight up on my feet. She looked into my eyes. I was very close to la-la land. ” Listen, MacArthur, keep your mouth shut about this and everything else I do, you got that?” Just then, we heard a woman’s high heels clicking down the hall. We were about to be discovered.
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