In Her Cousin’s Footsteps Pt. 03

Kristi bounded up the stairs after Lacey left, peeling off her sweaty t-shirt, shorts, socks, bra and finally her panties while she waited for the shower to heat up. For the third time in four sessions, she found herself to be unusually aroused, and she knew that once again the shower would be used for much more than just getting clean. She stepped in and let the water roll down over her long hair, slowly massaging her scalp as she loaded up with shampoo.

As she enjoyed the hot water, her thoughts drifted to the next day’s return to school. She assumed that most of the team would attend the optional practice, but she wondered if Jake would also be in town. They had started the school year as lab partners in Anatomy & Physiology, but their relationship gradually progressed to a friendship and more throughout the year. By the end, they both knew that something was missing, but it didn’t stop them from occasionally connecting for what amounted to a no-drama booty call. Still, despite the lack of chemistry, she missed the intimacy. As she lathered her hair, her thoughts drifted to Jake. Physically he was not what she envisioned as her ideal mate, with long shaggy hair, a thin build and smaller frame. He was a gentle soul and a harmless distraction, and it didn’t hurt that he also possessed a strong desire to please. As she felt the hot water running down her athletic body, she closed her eyes, reminiscing. In her mind, Jake was with her again, showering and slowly working his way down her body, taking his time as he kissed her neck, then her small breasts. Her hands ran slowly over each area as she imagined it.

She traced her firm tummy with both hands, then reached behind to feel Lacey’s – no, not Lacey’s – her own full muscular ass. God, where did that thought come from? She returned to her tummy, running her hands down to her neatly trimmed mound, trying to envision Jake again as he kissed his way down her body. Her mind played tricks on her, however, and her fantasy alternated between his long brown hair and Lacey’s, before he disappeared totally from her mind.

As she had done countless times before, she rested one leg on the side of the tub as her fingers found their way between her thighs. Her mind drifted to earlier in the week and the obvious yet embarrassing cause of her flashback. In her mind, she gently parted her younger cousin’s legs as she knelt before Lacey while counting the sit-ups. The sight of Lacey’s panties under her short gym shorts was too much to take, yet she felt powerless to stop the fantasy. Nervously, she imagined leaning forward to kiss Lacey’s knee as she continued to do her sit-ups. She could almost taste the salty perspiration as she dared to kiss further along Lacey’s full inner thigh. Before she even mentally reached Lacey’s panties, Kristi felt her body pulsing, on the verge of orgasm. Lost now in desire, she teased her own clit with her forefinger and felt the warmth course through her body as she came, almost violently. The thought faded from her mind, and she tried to regain her composure as the guilt took over.

It wasn’t the first time that thoughts of a same sex encounter had brought her to orgasm, but her fantasies typically were rooted in her prior exploits with boyfriends. Of course, sometimes she went to the extreme – fantasizing about things that she would never do in real life – and she had to admit that those tended to be the most satisfying. None of them could match today’s, and Kristi found herself questioning not only her sexuality, but wondering if she made a mistake by inviting Lacey to go along with her. Part of her was excited to spend time with her younger cousin, but another part of her was terrified of doing or saying something that crossed the line. Still, that hug – God, that amazing hug! This trip could be a problem, she thought to herself – a huge problem. And then of course, there was that hazy alcohol-induced blackout that happened in the NC State dorm. Would the combination of her time spent with her cousin and the location where her blurry potentially lesbian hazing occurred take her to places that she was sure that she didn’t want to go? Well, almost sure.

Both girls struggled to sleep that night, as they separately attempted, but failed to make sense of their new-found desires. Lacey finally gave up on trying to sleep and was awake long before the sun rose. She lay in bed under the covers and rubbed her stomach lightly, still sore from the week’s workout. She thought back to her training and her surprising new-found friendship. She had never come close to brushing elbows with the jocks in school, or the cool kids. She fit in much better with the Pokémon crowd, nerdy gamers who were far-removed from the popular kids. Now, however, she was going to spend time on campus with a legend who was a patient and willing teacher. She knew where her thoughts were leading, and she stretched her legs, happy that her dad’s bedroom was downstairs and not near hers.

She thought back to the first day when she saw more of Kristi antalya escort than any other girl, and she wondered why she couldn’t turn away. Was it fascination? Surprise at her boldness? She almost convinced herself that was the case, but a voice deep down told her otherwise. She touched lower, biting her lip as she thought back to her older cousin.

“I need to stop this. She’s just a friend, AND my cousin. And she already told me she has – or had a boyfriend at school, so I know she’s not, into girls,” she told herself. She fell asleep with her hand in her panty, and thoughts of her cousin dancing through her mind.

The alarm clock woke her, and she wondered if she was dreaming that she was going to spend a weekend with her cousin – at a college no less!

She packed an overnight bag the night before, so she quickly showered and dressed before heading down for a light breakfast. She picked white Old Navy shorts, maybe just slightly too tight, but she always thought she looked almost sexy in them. She knew she was dressing for her cousin, no matter how she tried to deny it. She just had to wear her NC State T shirt, faded as it was. It didn’t quite reach her shorts, leaving just a hint of skin exposed. She complemented it with a cute pair of white Chuck Taylor low-top converse. She started the car and headed toward her cousin’s place for the fifth day in a row, remembering to stop for coffee.

To her surprise, Kristi was out in the driveway waiting, her small bag sitting in the back seat of the white Miata as she stretched. “God, those stretches,” Lacey thought. This may be harder than I thought. Lacey tossed her bag in the convertible’s back seat and smiled at her cousin.

“Ready for an adventure, Cuz?”

“Yep, are you sure it’s okay for me to come along?”

“It’s summer break, it’s fine. Maybe they will even let you play a little bit if they’re short-handed. We better get going. We have a pretty long drive. Need to pee first?”

“Um, not really but maybe I should try.”

“Okay, 69-69, remember?” She giggled again as she said it.

“Yep, but some day you’ll have to tell me why that’s so funny,” Lacey said, shaking her head.

“Seriously?” Kristi asked as she followed her in and remained outside the bathroom door.

“You seriously don’t know?”

“No, is it like code for something?” she asked through the door.

“Kinda. You have heard of sixty-nining, right, Cuz?” But as she said it, another hazy memory flashed through her mind, then disappeared. What the hell?

“No, not really,” Lacey said as she flushed, then washed her hands.

“It’s oral, oral sex. God, you ARE naïve, Cuz.” Think of the number turned upside down, like… like you’re on your back and I… and I mean, your date is facing the other way, you know… like his penis near your mouth and your vagina near his. Sixty-nine, get it?”

The door opened, and a blushing Lacey emerged. “Yeah, I get it now. It’s not really that funny though, do you think?

“No, I guess not. Sorry. So, ready?”

Lacey nodded, and they both hopped into the car as Kristi started it up. Lacey watched in fascination as Kristi shifted effortlessly. This trip was a ‘first’ for several things: First time in a convertible, first trip to a college, first time alone with her cousin…

They talked about anything and everything during the nearly two-hour drive, including family, school, sports, college, and finally dating.

“Lace, there is a chance that a friend of mine – Jake – will be there today. We texted and he wasn’t sure if he was going to be in town, but I just want to let you know that if he is, I’m not going to abandon you, okay?”

“It’s okay, Kristi. I mean, I can find stuff to do if you want to spend time with him. I understand.”

“Stop it, cuz. I invited you because I want to spend time with you, not him.” As she said it, her hand dropped from the stick shift to lightly smack Lacey’s thigh before returning to shift. Lacey felt a warmth as she did that. She wasn’t sure if it was more from the words or the touch.

While Kristi focused on the road, Lacey snuck glances at her older cousin throughout the trip. They were almost mirror images of each other in their attire, but instead of white shorts, Kristi wore deep red NC State colors with a white tank top over her sports bra. The small letters ‘State’ stretched across the front of her top, with the base of a number ’11’ situated just above her tummy and ending at her small breasts. Lacey tried hard not to stare, but Kristi’s legs were like a magnet to her eyes, especially when she shifted. Her quads would tighten as she extended her leg to press down on the clutch, and her legs would part ever so slightly when she released it.

Lacey was mesmerized, and prayed that she wouldn’t get caught, knowing that she couldn’t NOT look. At one point, Kristi reached down to adjust her shorts, and it took every ounce of willpower for Lacey to look away. As she stared in artvin escort the other direction, she imagined her cousin reaching down while they drove, lightly touching herself and parting her legs for easier access. Lacey shook it off, and asked, “So, do you like college life? Are you in a sorority or anything?”

“Um, no. I mean, I was in freshman year, but… but – let’s just say I didn’t really fit in.”

“Oh, I’m sorry Kristi. So are you on campus now? Have a roomie?”

Kristi was quiet, except for a sniffle. She wiped a tear from her eye, before finally answering, “Yeah, I share an off-campus place with two others now.”

Lacey didn’t know what to think, but clearly something she said bothered Kristi. She took a chance and watched as her hand gently touched Kristi’s right knee.

“I’m sorry if something I said hurts you, Kristi. I really am. If you – if you want to talk about it, I’m here. We’re friends, right? We should make each other feel good, feel happy.”

Kristi wiped her eyes again with her right hand before gently patting Lacey’s hand, still resting on her knee as she nodded ‘yes.’

Kristi took a chance. She knew that eventually she would need to confide in someone. Was Lacey the right one? Could she trust her? She pulled over at a rest stop on route 40, just beyond Chapel Hill.

“My turn to pee. Quick stop, okay? Wait in the car so we don’t need to put the top up.”

Lacey watched her in awe and desire as Kristi walked to the brick building. She knew that she had to keep her silly infatuation – if that’s what it was – to herself; otherwise she would risk losing a rapidly building friendship. Kristi returned, and Lacey noticed that her eyes appeared to be red and puffy, but she didn’t say anything.

“Your turn, but be warned, it isn’t pretty in there,” Kristi smiled, but Lacey could sense pain in her voice and her eyes. She hopped out of the car, wondering if Kristi watched her in the same way that she ogled Kristi as she walked. When she returned, Kristi started the car and pulled to the back of the lot, near a picnic table in the shade.

“Can we stretch a little bit? I love my little car, but that clutch kills my leg.” Lacey nodded, and they both got out of the car. She followed Kristi to the picnic table, which they found to be covered in a combination of dirt, pinecones and spider webs. Kristi jogged back to the car, popped the trunk and pulled out a small beach blanket. She brushed what she could from the picnic table before spreading the blanket over the top, and they both sat down on it with their feet resting on the bench.

“I … I have some stuff we should talk about, Cuz, but you have to promise me – absolutely positively promise me that it stays between us – forever. Can you promise?”

Lacey nodded her head without looking at Kristi.

“Look at me. I’m serious, Lace. Look me in the eyes and promise me.”

Lacey turned to face her, and for the first time she saw a scared, vulnerable face staring back at her.

“Of course, Kristi. You’re my friend and my cousin. Of course I promise.” Her right hand rested on the blanket next to Kristi’s left hand, and Lacey reached to gently touch it.

“You can trust me, Kristi. Really.” Lacey had never felt such a closeness with anyone, and she knew that this was a huge step for Kristi. She was just glad that she could be there for her.

Kristi remained quiet and sniffled before squeezing Lacey’s hand.

“I’m a mess, Cuz.” Lacey remained quiet, allowing Kristi to gather her thoughts, before saying quietly, “It’s okay. It will be okay.”

“I’m not sure it will. I mean, oh shit…I don’t know what I mean.” She released Lacey’s hand and covered her face, wiping away tears as her elbows rested on her knees. Lacey slid over and wrapped her arm around Kristi’s back, pulling her closer and wondered what could be so bad that it caused so much pain.

“I should just transfer, start someplace new,” she said quietly. Lacey hugged her, and Kristi allowed herself to be drawn to her cousin. Her head rested against Lacey’s right shoulder.

“Whatever it is, you’re the strongest person I know. I know you can get through it.” She hesitated before saying quietly, “WE can get through it.”

More sniffles. Kristi wiped another tear away, before saying meekly, “It’s bad, I mean, I think it’s bad.”

Lacey thought back to Kristi’s comments about Jake being at school this weekend and wondered if there was a connection.

“Is it – Jake?”

“God no. He’s… well, he’s Jake. Harmless. Jesus, I WISH it was about Jake.” She needed to get it out and finally blurted out, “Lace, I … I think stuff happened my first semester here. I can’t… I don’t know exactly what, but it has been haunting me for two years now.”

She continued. “It almost went away, kind of, until this week and our training. It – it triggered something. YOU triggered something, like a very different memory, a déjà vu kind of thing, but I can’t beylikdüzü escort wrap my mind around it.”

Lacey hugged her, confused, but determined to be there for her friend. “I don’t want to be a cause for your pain, really, Kristi. Whatever you need me to do, let me know and I’ll try to help.”

Kristi moved her head from Lacey’s shoulder and smiled. “We better get moving, or I’ll be late for practice.”

“Are you sure? Are you okay to drive?”

“I’ll be okay. And Cuz, thanks for listening. You’re great.”

Lacey was happy that Kristi was able to confide in her somewhat, but she was even more confused now. How could she have triggered a memory? As she sat quietly in the passenger’s seat, she tried to remember if and when Kristi acted differently during the week. There was the obvious sit-up event when it felt as though Kristi had left her physical body for several seconds. Maybe it was the hug, but she really couldn’t pinpoint any other times when she noticed Kristi drifting.

At any rate, she looked at Kristi again as she drove, and although she was still concerned, it seemed as though her friend had recovered. She almost wished that they could have stayed on that picnic table and continued their conversation, but she knew they would be late if they did, so she didn’t want to press the issue. If Kristi wanted to share later, she knew she would be there for her.

As she continued to drive, Kristi rested her hand on the stick shift again. When they reached the speed limit, Kristi’s hand searched for and found her friend’s left hand, and they remained that way with elbows resting on the console, fingers gently interlocked, until Kristi was forced to downshift. Lacey felt her own disappointment at losing the contact, but beamed, still amazed that her older cousin actually paid attention to her, even liked her.

“We’re almost there, Lace. Listen, if you hear stuff on campus, don’t let it get to you, okay?”

“What do you mean, stuff?”

“About me. Rumors, kind of connected to what we talked about. I don’t think anything will come up, but I just wanted to prepare you. Try to have thick skin.”

Lacey was really confused, but she didn’t want to come across as naïve yet again, so she just nodded.

“Okay, I’ll try. Thanks for letting me know.” What could it possibly be that she triggered?

They arrived at the campus, and everywhere she looked, “Wolfpack” logos stared back at her. They drove through the myriad of buildings and arrived at Doak Field.

“We’re here! Isn’t it amazing?” They looked out over the huge sports complex. Lacey couldn’t believe how green the grass was, and she was both impressed and immediately intimidated. She couldn’t imagine ever actually playing on a field like these. They parked and Kristi pulled her gym backpack from the tiny trunk, then proceeded with Lacey to the entrance.

“If you want to hang out in the bleachers awhile, I’ll get ready and see if maybe you can get a quick tour later.” Kristi lingered there. The backpack served to tighten her white tank across her chest, and Lacey smiled, finally opening her arms to give her a quick hug.

“Good luck, Kristi!”

As they broke the hug, two other players walked by, and Lacey heard them snicker as they looked in Kristi’s direction. “And the fun begins,” Kristi sighed. Her comment went right over Lacey’s head.

As Kristi left for the locker room, Lacey found a shady area in the bleachers, and she watched as a few of the girls tossed a ball around in the outfield. She looked at her phone and saw that there was still some time before the practice was scheduled to start, so she decided to search for a restroom in the nearly empty stadium. Finding it easily, she looked down the series of empty stalls, picking one down at the far end and entering it. She heard the restroom door open moments later, and she made out two separate voices.

Voice one, smirked, “…Can you believe her? She can’t even come to a practice without bringing her girlfriend along. Unreal!”

The other voice said, “You don’t know that Stacy. They could just be friends.” They both laughed at the comment. Lacey envisioned the voice using air quotes as she said the word “friends.”

“Yeah, right. Really close friends maybe. The kind that get each other off any chance they get. I’m just surprised that she’s so public about it all of a sudden. I mean, last season she swore that she’s not ‘like that’. I almost believed her.”

“I didn’t. I heard there are some videos from when she pledged with the sorority. I know she’s a dyke. You can just tell.”

Lacey listened intently, when to her shock, her cell phone dropped out of her pocket and hit the floor. “Shit,” she thought to herself. It got quiet outside of the stall. She heard a ‘shush’, then whispering, but couldn’t make out any more of the conversation. She finished, trying to process what she had just heard, and suddenly it all seemed to make sense. She heard the door opened and close, and she was again alone in the large restroom. She peeked out before exiting the stall and washing her hands. Could it be true? One part of her was repulsed, while she had to admit that another part of her was, well, mildly excited. Had they called her Kristi’s ‘girlfriend?’