Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

After two years of college, Hailey had been to a lot of parties, but she'd never seen anything like this. The house was massive. The music, thunderous. And yet the one thing Hailey couldn't get over was how many people were there. A horde of humanity was drinking on the lawn, dancing in the driveway, laughing and shouting and running around like maniacs. Like ants on a watermelon, they seemed to swallow everything around them.

At the front door, a boy Hailey didn't recognize gave her and Tommy each a red Solo cup and then sent them on their way. As crowded as it had been outside, the inside of the house was worse. Hailey imagined that this was a fine home, but at the moment, it felt more like a NYC subway car. And smelled similarly, as well.

Hailey had to fight her way down the hallways, dragging Tommy along. Finally, they found the kitchen and, most importantly, the alcohol. A girl with long curly hair was mixing drinks at a makeshift table. She smiled and waved, but Hailey barely noticed. She was focused on the keg behind the table and the uber-cute boy standing next to it.

He smiled as soon as he saw her.

"Tyler." Just speaking his name seemed to shift the winds and, well, it was appropriate. Tyler was like a Greek god. Tall with close-cropped brown hair. Athletic, though not over-muscled by any means. He was breathtaking. The fact that he'd even smiled at her was... Well Hailey must have sacrificed the right animal to gain his favor.

"Hi Hales," Tyler said, then took her cup and filled it with beer. Without pausing, he grabbed Tommy's cup and filled that one as well. Hailey turned to give her brother a disapproving look, but he was already drinking. Hailey told herself she didn't care - she was here to be Tyler's girlfriend, not Tommy's Mom.

"Who's the guy?" Tyler asked, eyebrow raised.

"Nobody," Hailey said. If she noticed her brother's face fall, as she spoke, it didn't register. She was far too focused on the college senior standing in front of her. They both went to Rutgers, but Tyler was two years older and way more mature than any of the boys Hailey'd ever dated. They'd only met because both Hailey and Madison worked at the same Chili's on Route 22 and Madison had introduced them.

They'd gone on a couple of group dates - Hailey and Tyler with Madison and whoever the boy of the week was - but it was never something serious. He'd given her a peck on the lips once, though Hailey would have been happy to do much more. Tyler was so super hot and mature and... Perfect, practically.

"You should probably go say 'hi' to Madison," Tyler said, still spritzing beers into people's cups, "She's out back by the pool. I'll join you guys in, like, five."

"Cool, just let me ditch my little brother and then I'll..."

Hailey glanced back, but Tommy was already gone. She spared a fleeting thought, hoping he'd actually talk to people for once and not just stand in the corner staring like some creepy perv. Maybe he'd actually get some tonight, Hailey thought, hopefully. Then, strangely, she felt a little jealous at the idea. She quickly buried the feeling before it could grow any further.

*

The back deck was as busy as everywhere else, though there was way more breathing room than inside. The air smelled like fresh cut grass and chlorine, mixed with alcohol and pot. Night had fallen hours before, but the entire area was lit to practically daylight and it gave everything a very ethereal, unreal quality.

Hailey had no trouble finding her host. Madison was sitting by herself on a lounge chair, wearing a lacy pink tank top and a pair of little yellow shorts that probably covered less than some of Hailey's panties.

With a martini glass in one hand, brown hair tied back, and oversized yellow sunglasses over her head, Madison looked absolutely glamorous. Hailey felt shoddy in comparison

- her red dress showing off all her curves in the worst way.

"You look good," Madison told her. Hailey smiled and said thank you, feeling the compliment genuinely. "Has anyone offered you a martini?"

"Nuh uh," Hailey said.

"Well that simply won't do," Madison said. She immediately gestured to another girl who ran off and brought both Madison and Hailey the cutest little flamingo-pink drinks. Hailey took a sip and it was super sweet. Way better than any stupid old beer. She quickly lost count of how many she finished.

Tyler joined them soon after, and while he didn't make any moves, Hailey could see he only had eyes for her. He was so hot it made her whole body melt. And Madison was so cool, too. Hailey had only known the girl from work where she could be a bit cold at times. Distant. Even rude.

But here at her home, Madison had opened up. She told them funny stories about things she'd done with her sorority. Talked about a recent trip to Paris with her family. Her adventures on their yacht. For Hailey, it was like seeing the previews for this amazing, almost fantastical, new TV show and then, it being hinted, that she might be getting the whole box set for Christmas.

Sitting under the electric lights by the pool, Hailey felt like everyone out back was watching her, jealous of her vaunted position - sharing a lounge chair with the hottest boy there and the elegant hostess, herself.

But then, Hailey felt something else. That little tingle in the back of her brain that said someone was staring at her. She turned and, sure enough, saw her brother looming by the far gate. God fuck it. Why couldn't that boy just... Ugh! Well, he was allowed to go wherever he wanted, she supposed, so long as he didn't bother her.

"Ooooo, who's that?" Madison asked. Hailey felt her heart sink. Sure enough, Madison was looking over at Tommy.

"Didn't you come with him, Hales?" Tyler asked.

"Yeah." She looked down at the ground.

"He's super cute," Madison said, "Is he your date?"

Hailey mumbled her response.

"What's that?"

"Tommy. He's my little brother. My Mom made me bring him."

"And praise the good Lord that she did. He looks good enough to eat," Madison said, and smiled like the predator she was.

Before Hailey could stop her, Madison waved Tommy over. That puppy dog look on his face.... Oh Tommy. He sat on the chair next to Madison, facing Hailey. He smiled at her and even squeezed her arm a little. Jeez bro, body language! Didn't anyone tell you to sit so you're looking at the girl you want to be with?

"So," Madison began, "Tommy..."

"Tom, actually," Tommy said, "I prefer Tom."

"Well, Tom. Hailey here says you're her little brother, but that hardly seems true," Madison said. She ran her eyes from the top of Tom's curly hair down his long, lean body to the tips of his scuffed, black shoes. Was her brother really so attractive?

Hailey tried to look beyond her past experience and see Tommy, her brother, as Tom, the stranger sitting next to her. Sure, Tommy was a dork with few friends and fewer social skills. But Tom was tall and - she could see it in a way - handsome.

He had deep green eyes and the beginnings of a beard on a wide, square jaw. Tommy was a klutz, but Tom's body seemed lean and almost toned. When had he had time to do that? Or was this just the natural transition of teenager-to-adult kicking in, burning away the baby fat?