Ben looked to Jennifer with pure lust. He didn't know why the normal rules of behavior were different, but now Jennifer was almost naked and straddling him, and Rhonda had told Jennifer to go along with any way that he wanted to touch her. He loved it, but he wanted to know what was going on.
"Just hold on a sec, Rhonda. You can get Jennifer to do whatever you want her to do. Why are you having her strip for me, and letting me touch her?"
Rhonda smiled. "Anyone tell you not to look a gift horse in the mouth, Ben?"
"Come on," he complained. "Out with it. This is very unusual behavior for you: you've never told Jennifer to get naked for me before. I want to know why you're doing this for me."
Rhonda pursed her lips slightly, and replied. "I have my reasons," she said. "Suffice it to say that I want you to be happy, and from talking to my guy friends in my psych classes, I don't think it's healthy for boys typically labeled as geeks to not get any sex until college." Rhonda smirked. "Sorry bro, but you are a geek. Nothing wrong with it, but it does mean that most girls won't look twice at you until college. So when I saw that Jennifer liked you enough to let you fondle her breasts, I figured it was time I made Jennifer take it to the next level."
Ben was amazed at this: Rhonda apparently had hidden depths he never would have guessed at. He was also interested in how Rhonda was interpreting Jennifer's sudden cheerful attitude towards him pawing her chest.
"So," Ben said after a moment, "can you tell Jennifer to do whatever I say?"
"No," Rhonda shook her head. "I need to tell Jennifer what to allow, because she probably won't do it on her own, and I can't give you control because you need to learn the boundaries. Jennifer needs a girl in control of her. I can make sure you don't do anything too rash to start with."
Ben reluctantly agreed with her sister: although he'd love to take control, he knew that the rules of polite behavior had suddenly changed for no apparent reason. If Rhonda was going to let him have fun with Jennifer but keep him from doing anything horribly wrong, he could deal with it.
Ben couldn't control Jennifer, but maybe he could make the best of what Rhonda would let him do. "Can I have her do stuff with my pants off?" Ben asked, fervently hoping that she wouldn't have any problems with it.
Rhonda got a funny look on her face, then smiled. "Sure. Jennifer, help Ben take off his pants and underwear, and kneel back down over him on the couch. You may take your hands away from your breasts now."
Jennifer stood up, concerned for where she stood in this situation. "Rhonda --- are you going to make me have sex with Ben?" she asked, as she unbuttoned Ben's jeans.
Rhonda smirked. "Eventually, yes. Until I tell you otherwise, you're now in a sexual relationship with Ben."
"Okay," Jennifer responded quietly. She became a little more focused as she pulled down first Ben's jeans, then his blue briefs, to reveal his cock-head. She gazed at Ben's hard cock curiously for a moment, then stood up, and nudged Ben to sit back down. She kneels back over him, the moistened bottom of her panties hovering just inches from Ben's erection.
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