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“Yeah, but what does getting together mean?”
I pause for a moment.
“We’ve been having sex.”
Janine nods her approval.
“That’s good. I mean, I don’t think a forty-five-year-old dude would be okay with just some kissing and hand-holding. Besides, I know you’ve been having sex,” she says in a lofty tone, “because you’re not as quiet as you think.”
“You’re one to talk!” I exclaim in a hushed tone. It’s crazy that we’re even having this conversation because of course, my sister knows that Jason and I have been making love. After all, he’s been climbing in through our bedroom window on a nightly basis. Sometimes, Janine’s out with Tucker, but sometimes they’re there in the room, having sex as well. That’s the most insane part about this: I’m literally getting it on with my boyfriend, while my sister does the same thing with her boyfriend just a few feet away. Even crazier, we’re two sets of identical twins hooking up with each other.
To be honest, it was a little odd at first. I didn’t want to do it, but Jason kept murmuring in my ear and instructing me to ignore them.
“No one’s looking,” he whispered while cupping my breast. “I promise.”
“But they can see!” I protested.
“Yeah, but they’re not looking. Janine and Tucker are busy, see?”
I snuck a glance over at my sister, and sure enough, she was already riding her boyfriend reverse cowgirl, her breasts bouncing in the air as she bit off a particularly loud moan. So I gave in. Now, I regularly make love to Jason with Janine and Tucker in the same room, and it’s become “normal,” if you can believe it. Meanwhile, my sister shoots me a lascivious grin.
“And from the sounds of it, Jason really knows what he’s doing,” she continues, teasing me. “He makes you come so hard sometimes that I get worried for you, Em!”
“He does,” I say, blushing. “But…”
“What?” Janine asks, chewing on her pizza.
“Well, you know how you sneak out and meet Tucker sometimes?” She nods, listening. “Those dates… well, I’d love to go on one too. But Jason hasn’t asked me. Not once.”
“Give the guy a chance,” Janine snorts. “You guys just met.”
“What?” I protest. “We’ve been living next door for years! We’ve known each other for years. Well, at least known of each other’s existence.”
Janine rolls her eyes.
“Yeah, but you’ve only just started seeing each other,” she explains. “You’ve never reallytalkeduntil what… two weeks ago?”
“Yes,” I agree thoughtfully.
“Relax, Em,” Janine says, biting into her pizza again. “Jason issointo you. He literally can’t get enough because he keeps climbing through the window, right? We’re on the second floor too, so he’s risking his life.”
I laugh because I know she’s right about that. Each night Jason comes back for more, scuttling up the drain pipe and creeping across the shingled roof. Even better, each night he’s rock hard for me, shaking with lust as if he’s been saving it up all day. And when he finally gets to put his hands on me, well, it’s electric.
“But,” I muse insecurely, “what if that’s all it is? What if Jason’s just using me for my body?”
My sister puts her pizza down.
“You’re seeing it wrong,” she explains patiently. “Why isn’t it thatyou’reusinghim? We talked about this. A gorgeous older man is climbing into your bed every night to service you. You’re enjoying some huge dick and getting loads of experience, and then you’re off to college. So actually, it’s the other way around. At the very least, you’re using each other.”
I bite my lip and think. I guess there’s some truth to my sister’s words although to be honest, she doesn’t really get it, even though she’s in a similar situation. Janine may act all tough, but I know that she and Tucker are in love, which makes all the difference in the world. No matter how much she tries to re-frame my situation, deep down I know that Jason hasn’t said that he loves me. Hell, this man hasn’t even taken me out on adate.
Yet Jason and I have a connection. I can feel it in the way he kisses me, and by the respect he’s demonstrated while wrestling with the age gap between us. So why hasn’t he tried to see me outside of our nightly exploits? Is he embarrassed to be seen in public with me? I’ve wanted to ask him, but each time, the words die on my lips because he starts kissing me, and then I lose my train of thought.
Plus, as much as I’d love to date Jason properly, what we’ve got going is so insanely good that I’m scared to jeopardize it. I’ve finally gotten him to relax about the age gap, and he now willingly comes to me every night. Just thinking of our nightly liaisons makes my pussy contract with lust. What if by asking him about the dates, I remind him of how young I am, and he starts worrying that it’s wrong again? I think I’d actually lose my mind if Ididn’tget to enjoy his insanely hot body every night.
“What you need is totalktalk,” Janine continues, her mouth full. “A real conversation in a setting that isn’t sexual. Then, you can ask him, but without the pressure of it being a date.”
“You think?” I ask, a little skeptical. “But where would that place be? In our bedroom at night? I mean, I don’t see him otherwise.”
