“Hey you.” He said back, excitedly.
Jane and Steven have always had a good relationship and seemed happy until somewhat recently. I wondered… if the two of them actually shared their kinks and taboos with each other, they’d get along better… emotionally, and sexually. I suspect that they would.
They retreated to their bedroom, and Roger went to shower.
I started preparing dinner when I heard Jane’s voice.
I stood outside the room and pressed my ear to the door.
“Let me…” Jane persisted.
“Jane, seriously? What…”
“I want to…” she whispered. “Do you not want it…?” She asked him.
I risked cracking the door so I could see what was going on.
Jane was in her underwear and tee, and had her arms around Steven’s hips as she tried to grab at his ass covered by only his underwear.
He was shirtless, and his muscles flinched every time he tried to hold her back.
She moved quickly sliding his briefs down exposing his ass. “Turn around…”
“Yeah?” He questioned her. “What’s gotten into you?”
“Yes…” she told him as she pushed him around with little to no effort. “You… sex… being here… that’s what has gotten into me.”
As he kneeled on the bed, she crouched behind him, spreading him apart.
She smelled him, breathing him in. Then, she kissed his puckered hole, sliding her tongue over the sacred spot.
His briefs barely covered his ball sack, only exposing his tante and hairy asshole.
I bit my lip as it quivered. I was turned on by the two of them.
“Do you like that?” She asked him.
Steven breathed heavily. “Yes.”
She slid her hand to his crack, and began thumbing at his asshole.
I watched him, his movements of panic as his eyes and head quickly farted around the room.
He was looking for his laptop.
It was there, on the dresser, open… and the file was unlocked.
Steven turned around abruptly. “Jane, no…”
Jane leaned into him, whispering something into his ear.
“No… I… I don’t… I don’t like that.” Steven lied.
I wondered what she was thinking. That she was wrong? He truly didn’t like that? He was gay or bi or taboo…
“I thought…” Jane struggled to find the words. “I thought I’d do something different. Spice it up. Jesus… we haven’t had sex… I thought maybe that’s why you’ve been distant, detached, uninterested.”
“Jane, I’m just busy with work is all.” Steven said as he rubbed his face and covered his flaccid cock.”
“I know…” she said in retreat.
“Did you use my laptop for something?” He asked as he pulled up his boxers and walked over to it, locking it and closing it.
Jane was suddenly hit with the realization that Steven had noticed the file, and that he may have been caught.
I was praying that she’d blame me or something.
“No.” She told him and paused. “Your mom, she changed out our sheets when I showered earlier. Maybe she…” she froze. “Why?”
Steven snapped his head back toward her. “It has work stuff on it and it looks like it was played with.”
“Why are you so worried about it?” Jane kept going. “What’s on there?”
“Work stuff, Jane.”
“Show me…” Jane persisted.
“Jane, seriously? Leave it be.” Steven was agitated.
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