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“I came straight from the office,” I grunt. “I didn’t have time to go home and change.”
“Right,” he teases. “My friend, you’ve got to get out more often. The money will make itself.”
I shoot him an ironic look.
“Really? Is that right?” After all, Rich has been in the news recently for artificially inflating the price of a critical diabetes drug. His actions are technically legal, except that people are calling him utterly classless and unsympathetic to the people who actually need this life-saving drug. But Rich ignores my comment, bastard that he is.
“Ladies, over here,” he calls over his shoulder, and three beautiful women in expensive-looking gowns seem to materialize out of thin air. As always, they have huge tits, tiny waists, and adoring eyes for my friend as they swarm around his large frame.
“Yes, Rich?” burbles one.
“What is it?” another lisps.
Rich chuckles.
“This man is usually the best-dressed at any party, but he got b-i-z-z-y! Don’t even look at him right now because the dude is in rags.” The women simper and giggle as I try not to roll my eyes. But then Rich lowers his voice as he turns back to me.
“Tracy here’s available,” he says with a wink before nodding towards a buxom blonde standing behind him. “I can make it happen for you if you want.” I glance at the woman behind Rich. She’s gorgeous, of course, and she’s definitely flirting with me given the way she’s batting those long, fake lashes. But I’m not interested. I want to get lost in Emily’s soft curves, gently squeezing her big thighs as I lick and kiss her huge tits. Meanwhile, there’s something manufactured about the woman in front of me. It could be her too-round tits, or the curve of her nose. Doesn’t she know that ski-slope noses are so 80’s? Someone needs to talk to her plastic surgeon.
But then I berate myself. No woman can compare to Emily, and there’s no need to be rude.
“Hi,” I say politely to her with a nod. “It’s nice to meet you, Tracy.” Small talk done, I turn back to Rich. “I’m looking for my brother. Has he arrived yet?”
“Not that I’ve seen,” Rich shrugs. “You know Tuck – he takes his time. Meanwhile, yo, I see some hot shit over there. Catch you later!” And he’s off, with the three women trailing along behind him, including the aforementioned Tracy. The blonde looks coyly over her shoulder at me, but I pretend not to see. Instead, I scan the room full of beautiful people for my twin brother’s face, hoping to find him so that I can go home.
Fortunately, I see Tucker walk into the foyer just then, dressed appropriately in a tuxedo and with Janine on his arm. She’s wearing a shimmery purple gown with an obscene leg split and a neckline so low that it goes almost all the way down to her navel. My breath briefly stops in my throat when I see her because she’s identical to Emily, and my body responds instinctively to the sight of that luscious figure. But the difference between them is immediately obvious, and I recover quickly, because Janine’s walk is confident, her smile a wide grin as she looks around. When Tucker whispers something in her ear, she laughs loudly and smacks him on the arm, drawing attention from the crowd. Meanwhile, I know Emily would never be so loud and obnoxious. Emily is grace under pressure, and a river of soothing energy. The sisters couldn’t be more different if they tried.
I start making my way over to Tucker but then stop in my tracks because oh shit. My girlfriendishere. What the hell? Why didn’t she say anything to me? Why didn’tanybodysay anything to me?
I gawk at Emily like a seventh grade boy, captivated by my girlfriend’s angelic beauty. Her long brown curls frame her features and cascade over sloping, naked shoulders. She’s wearing a gold, strapless mini dress that probably belongs to Janine because it’s so small. All the same, she looks incredible in it. Her huge tits are accentuated by the low décolletage, and the material emphasizes her narrow waist and clings to the roundness of her ass, hugging her thighs. Emily looks slightly uncomfortable and out of place as she crosses her arms across her chest, but this only makes her look more seductive. Meanwhile, those big brown eyes dart around the room, reflecting the lights from the overhead chandelier, until they come to rest on mine.
Her milky skin blushes pink when she sees me, but she doesn’t look away. Our eyes lock, and I can see her breasts rise and fall as her breath quickens. My breathing accelerates as well, and I realize that my heart is hammering in my chest. Meanwhile, Emily’s perfect, pink lips curl into a pouting smile as she raises a dainty hand in an awkward wave.
I somehow find the wherewithal to stride over to where the three of them are standing.
“Hey,” I rasp, longing to take Emily in my arms. My girlfriend’s eyes sparkle up at me, but it’s Janine who cuts in.
“Hi, Jason!” she purrs. “Fancy seeing you here!” She sounds extremely pleased with herself, and from my twin brother’s satisfied grin, I immediately understand that this was a set-up.
“This is why you dragged me here, isn’t it? There is no business contact,” I growl at him, but I’m not actually upset. In fact, I’m very happy.
“Who said anything about a business contact?” Tuck laughs. “I said this would be worth your while, and I think you’ll find that to be true.”
“Have fun, you two!” Janine cackles, and then she grabs Tuck’s arm and steers him away, disappearing into the crowd. Meanwhile, I look down at Emily as she blushes. I clear my throat awkwardly.
“Let’s go to the bar,” I suggest, and start walking to the high stools a few paces away. She follows, teetering a bit in her stilettos.
“I’m glad you’re here, Jason,” she says almost inaudibly, wobbling like a fawn. I seize her elbow.
“Steady there, sweetheart. You look like you could use some help. But yeah, it seems our siblings set us up,” I grin. “I’m glad you’re here though,” I add in a low voice, making her look back at me through her thick lashes. “This party just got ten times better.”
“I didn’t have anything to wear, and this dress is Janine’s,” she says, gesturing down at the outfit. “I feel so out of place.”
“You look incredible,” I growl, unable to disguise my lust. “Trust me.” This makes her beam. “But if it makes you feel any better, I feel out of place, too.”
“Really?” Emily asks in surprise. “How come? You always seem like you belong, no matter where you are.”
I chuckle, touched by her sincerity.
