6 Times a Day-Chapter 1264 - 1260

Christine slowly dragged her head out of the water. She took a big breath when she broke the surface, but kept her eyes closed. She wasn’t ready to face the shame that was sure to come.

However, to her surprise, she felt Amy and Katherine coming in on her from both sides, enveloping her in a silent and supportive hug.

It was meant as a completely platonic hug, Christine could tell. No body parts were touching that shouldn’t be.

She found herself thinking, What’s wrong with me? Despite my humiliation, I’m still as aroused as I’ve ever been in my life. I can’t stand to be hugged like this when I’m feeling this way. I’m not even sure if I can trust myself not to let out some kind of crazy moan or something, because this skin-to-skin contact feels amazing. I want, no, I need, to experience sex with him!

She immediately pulled herself out of the tub and sat with her knees up to her face right next to its edge. She physically closed up, practically curling into a ball. "Sorry, I appreciate the hug, it’s just..." She couldn’t say any more and buried her face between her knees.

But Amy and Katherine weren’t offended. They got out of the tub too and sat next to her, but didn’t immediately try to touch her.

Katherine, speaking in a quiet and careful voice, said, "Hey, it’s cool. You’re embarrassed, obviously. But it’s no big deal. So you were fantasizing a little bit and you cried out. So what? We all do it. In fact, I think all three of us kind of got a little carried away just now."

"Really?" Christine opened her eyes and allowed herself to hope things would be all right after all. Tentatively raising her head just enough to make sure the other two weren’t looking smug or mocking her, she grabbed a nearby towel and began drying herself off.

"Sure," Katherine continued, while also drying herself off with a towel. "I mean, between the soothing bubbly water, the steady soothing sound of the crickets, the moonlight, and of course, the water jets... It’s like the perfect setting for erotic dreaming."

"Stupid jets!" Christine muttered under her breath. But then she said, "But I don’t DO that! I mean, erotic dreaming is bad enough, but then to do it with both of you right here... Argh! It’s no small wonder I just wanna stay underwater! Or crawl in a hole and die, or something. God!" She covered her face with her hands again and let her head sink between her knees.

Amy put a comforting hand on Christine’s shoulder. "Hey. No worries. I mean, we were all totally closed-eyed and dreaming too, right until you shouted, ’NooooOOOOoooo.’ That kind of snapped me out of it, and I looked at Si- I mean Katherine, and she was just kinda snapping out of it too." She withdrew her hand with a final friendly pat.

"Really?"

Katherine and Amy both emphatically nodded their heads.

Christine looked back and forth between them. "Amy, I can pretty much guess who you were fantasizing about. Probably the same as me." She flinched a bit at that admission, but forced herself not to close her eyes again. "But you, Katherine, who’s your fantasy guy?"

Now it was Katherine’s turn to blush and stammer, although she largely had to will herself to do it. "Well, I have a few fantasy guys, but I gotta admit that sometimes I fantasize about my brother too."

She immediately added, "Not that I would ever do anything about it in real life! I mean, when you get down to it, he’s totally straight-laced about that kind of thing, and so am I. He’s so blasted honorable that he won’t even touch you because he thinks that would be wrong for you! But, I mean, come on! It would be totally inhuman of me NOT to think about him like that, ever. Put yourself in my shoes. All I ever hear is Alan the big stud this, Alan the well-hung Don Juan that, and it grosses me out most of the time, but not ALL of the time, you know?"

Katherine was being strategic with her partially true confession. She figured that if she was going to become good friends with Christine, she wouldn’t be able to completely hide her lust for her brother forever. Little things would slip out, like certain wistful or lustful looks. And furthermore, with Christine feeling deeply ashamed and yet still obviously aroused, there was no better time to bring it up. Besides, it helped Christine take her mind off her own recent behavior.

Christine pondered Katherine’s words, and then finally said, "Yeah, I guess I can understand that." She thought back to her frequent Wonder Woman sexual fantasies. "Truth be told, we ALL have some pretty weird fantasies from time to time, don’t we? I guess there’s no helping that. And you certainly are between a rock and a hard place. It’s the gap between having fantasies and acting on them that makes all the difference in the world."

"That’s definitely true. So you don’t think I’m weird?" Katherine confirmed.

"No. Who am I to throw the first stone? If you knew half the stuff I fantasize about..." She stopped herself, embarrassed that she’d said that much. But then she thought, Aw, fuck it. That’s small potatoes compared to all the other idiotic things I did today. Besides, we’ve talked and she does know about some of my weirder fantasies! Including some of my Wonder Woman fixation. Good grief, tonight is a night of endless humiliation. I sure do hope she didn’t mention any of that to Amy, and doesn’t mention it now.

Katherine certainly remembered Christine’s confession about her strange dreams, but she decided it was prudent not to say anything about it right now. Clearly, Christine was being pushed way, way out of her comfort zone already.

Amy put a consoling hand back on Christine’s shoulder. "Hey, it’s totally cool. Ever since Alan started, well, doing his thing, if you know what I mean, things have gotten way weird all around. Sometimes I even surprise ME, what with the sharing and all that kind of stuff."

Christine thought back to her dream. "Yeah, I keep wondering how you do that. As I said before, there’s no way I could. If he was my boyfriend and he tried to sleep around on me at all, all I can say is there’d be one swift kick, and then one newly testicularly challenged soprano!"

They all laughed at that.

Amy withdrew her hand again while laughing, but said with uncommon wisdom, "Yeah, well, it’s surprising how life sneaks up on you. What’s totally bizarre one day can become routine before long."

She opened her eyes wide, as if she’d just come up with a brilliant idea. "Say, why don’t we stop worrying about that and just figure out how to get you and him together? I mean, he’s more than happy to bone every big-titted babe that comes his way, except you, and that’s not right." She was careful to add, "And of course his sister and his mother, but they don’t count."

Katherine, carefully monitoring Christine’s reaction, playfully chided Amy, "What did I say, Amy, about using words like ’bone’? Why can’t you just say ’have sex’ or something like that?"

But this time, Christine waved her hand dismissively. "Never mind about that, Katherine. After all I’ve been through today, that’s the least of my worries. Let Amy be Amy."

"That’s what I always say!" Amy said, bursting into giggles. "Anyways, I know he totally lusts after you, but he thinks that you’re ’too good’ for him and that he’s going to spoil you by dragging you into his harem. Er, well, it’s kind of like a harem, anyways." She coughed nervously, but was very relieved when Christine didn’t have a fit over the use of that word. "He thinks you deserve a totally monogamous-y lover who’ll adore you and only you. And for some reason, he’s being really stubborn about it."

Christine said, "Well, I certainly do want someone like that, long term. But I don’t have to marry the first guy I sleep with, right? I mean, what’s wrong with playing the field a little bit first? Is that such a bad thing in this day and age? And who’s better for me to have as my first than Alan, if even one-tenth of the rumors about him are true? But how are you so sure that he ’totally lusts after me?’"

Amy and Katherine both looked at each other significantly, then they looked at Christine as if shocked by something they saw.

"Who are you? And what have you done with the Ice Queen?" Katherine teased, gently.

"Yeah, that’s what I wanna know!" Amy giggled. "Who is this girl that he says he doesn’t want, and yet goes on dates with her and gets this dreamy sad look on his face whenever he thinks about her?"

In an instant, Amy’s entire attitude and look shifted, as she took on the role of a melodramatic, lovesick heroine on the cover of some mass market romance novel, gazing up at the moon with outstretched hand and heartfelt yearning.

Christine could feel the blush rising on her skin. "It’s not like that between us!"

Amy dropped her arms and her act, and winked at Christine. "I know it’s not, really, but it is, kinda, a little. You’ve got a thing for him, and he’s got a really big thingy for you, even though he tries to deny it." She intended both meanings to "really big thingy," although the others didn’t catch her phallic reference since they didn’t know about Amy’s love of word play.

"But there’s no way you can be sure of that!" Christine protested, embarrassed by the possibility. Then she remembered the effect she’d had on him at the beach, and how his rising erection had shed the towel covering him all by itself.

Amy rolled her eyes theatrically. "Are you kidding? I’m his girlfriend. I’m totally super sure! I never did tell you why I jokingly call you Viagra Woman, did I?"

"No, you didn’t. I forgot all about that."

"Well, I hope you don’t mind, but sometimes, when he’s all pooped out, and he’s cum and cum and cum and it seems like he can’t cum anymore... Heck, when even two or three sexy babes try licking his thingy together and he STILL doesn’t get hard, I have to resort to serious measures! Luckily, all I have to do is mention your name, and it’s like, BOING! Heeeell-llllooo! What do we have here?" She giggled. "You know what I mean? We call it the ’Christine Effect.’"

Christine giggled too. Her body posture had slowly changed as she relaxed and now she sat with her legs out instead of curling into a ball. "Really? You’re not just saying that?"

Actually, Amy would have said it if it was true or not, because it furthered her scheme. It happened to be true, for the most part. She’d only tried it once, and she’d never really referred to Christine as "Viagra Woman," but the mention of Christine’s name really did help to revive Alan. In fact, that incident was what made her think of the idea in the first place. "It’s TOTALLY true! He lusts after you, like, big time!" That last comment was certainly honest enough.

Katherine cut in. "Hey, I’ve got a suggestion. Your practice dates are the perfect vehicle for seducing him. You just gotta be clever about it, and before he knows what’s hit him, you’ll be practice kissing, practice blowjobbing, and even practice screwing!"

Christine giggled along with the others, then paused, and with a touch of honest sadness, added, "Nice idea, but believe me, I tried. My clumsy attempts at seduction went over like a lead balloon. I’m great when it comes to telling a guy ’no’, but when it comes to ’yes,’ I completely seize up and panic. I guess what I’m trying to say is, I wasn’t exactly honest earlier when I said my feelings for him were totally platonic."

Amy grinned and said, "Duh!"

Katherine marveled how something like that coming from almost anyone else would have been seen as nasty, but coming from Amy was just cute and funny and not at all insulting. It led to even more giggles all around.

Christine got serious again and added, "I tried, but I can’t get anywhere with him. He’s really stuck on this idea of trying to ’save me’ from his ’evil ways’ or something like that. It’s so frustrating!" She stood up.

Katherine said, "I’ve got a suggestion. The three of us, we need to pow-wow. Let’s have a serious strategy session. Amy and I’ll teach you how to dress to kill, to flirt, and to seduce. Amy and I, and especially Amy, knows exactly what he likes. By the time we’re done with you he’ll be putty in your hands!"

The other two girls joined Christine in standing. Christine cautiously looked back and forth between them again. "You’d do that for me? But why?"

Katherine hugged her, and then Amy reached around both of them to turn it into a group hug.

Katherine said, "Because we like you. And don’t worry, we mean that in a totally non-sexual way."

That last bit was a lie, but she didn’t want to push her luck. "It’s like what we were saying before. We both think you’re pretty cool and we’d like to have you as a friend. We’d much rather he have sex with a nice girl like you than his current policy of boning anything with a pussy and two big tits. I mean, picture him with Heather, for crying out loud!"

"Yuck!"

Amy poked Katherine in her ribs. "Hey! You said ’boning’." She started tickling her.

"Oops, I did." But Katherine was unrepentant, and she began poking and tickling Amy back.

While Katherine and Amy were tickling each other across Christine, a single thought floated through both of their minds quite independently: Lesbian threesome!

The three of them were feeling so comfortable with each other at the moment, and rules for touching were so more lenient for women than for men, that Christine didn’t seem to notice or care about some contact that might sometimes have been considered sexual. For instance, Christine found her big rack squished up against Katherine’s at one point, but she didn’t do anything about it.

Such touches got both Amy and Katherine extremely excited and hopeful about the future. But neither of them tried to make any kind of overt sexual pass at her, knowing the situation was not at all ripe for that.

Christine laughed at all the fun. But as the hug broke up, she said, "That sounds great, but unfortunately we can’t do that tonight. It’s getting pretty late and I need my sleep. I have to be on my toes for my bodyguard work tomorrow, and I imagine you both need the rest, too."

"Okay," Katherine said amicably as the tickling came to an end, "but don’t forget what we said about how, if you really want to help protect him, you need to strike the problem at the root."

Amy poked her again. "Hey! What about sucking the problem at the root? Not that I can make it that far yet with my small mouth, but it sure is fun trying!"

Katherine poked back. "Aims, you’re so bad! You’ve got such a naughty little mind. Christine, what am I supposed to do with this girl?"

"Like I said, let Amy by Amy. But did you just call her Aims?"

"Yeah, I call her Aims and she calls me Kat. Alan uses both of those names too. Actually, Aims and I are so close that we call each other Sis sometimes. We were pretty much raised as sisters, living next door to each other the whole time and all. In fact, since Alan and I are both adopted, in a way, Amy really is as much my sibling as he is."

"Wow, that’s cool. I wish I had one friend where I could feel like she’s practically my sister. I know this is awfully forward of me, but can I call you two by those names? Kat and Aims, I mean?"

"Sure!" Amy and Katherine answered in unison.

Then Katherine pointed out, "I already told you that you could call me Kat." "I know you did, but it just didn’t feel right to me then. Now I’d be happy to."

With one last group hug, the three broke up. They quickly dried off, changed clothes, and said their final goodbyes.

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