“If you don’t know how you’re going to feel, why stop where we stopped?” he said. “Do you think it’s really going to make a difference to you that we ‘only’ had a full striptease and lap dance? And that you made my cum in my pants instead of on your tits?”
It was a great point but the suddenly vulgar way Tony described it made each word hit a little harder. Cassie was slightly surprised by his tone. Sure, the two of them had already crossed a pretty taboo line together but going further would make things worse.
Still, it’s not like they could go back. They’d already permanently changed their relationship and it’s not exactly black or white from this point forward. At best, what they were dealing were varying shades of grey.
‘We had to stop,” Cassie said, her eyes averting her cousin’s. “If we didn’t stop, we would have really messed up.”
“I don’t get it,” Tony said. “How can you be fine with fucking strangers for money but you feel guilty doing this stuff with me?”
“Well, I don’t know them,” Cassie replied.
“That makes it so much worse,” Tony said with a grin. “At least with me you know I’m safe. I haven’t fucked anyone but my wife in forever.”
“Those guys aren’t in my life though,” she replied. “I don’t see them outside of this and they don’t know who I am. They can’t out me to my mom, dad or sisters.”
“And I would?”
“You really don’t get it huh? It’s not that I don’t WANT to keep going,” she said. “It’s that we can’t.”
“Bullshit,” Tony said. “You get paid to have sex with people. I want to pay you to have sex. It’s not more complicated than that. Why are you looking at this so funny? It’s no different than any other night you’re on this job, except maybe that I like you like family and not just as an escort.”
Cassie could see Tony’s point. But she also knew he was only making that point because he was horny. He might feel differently if he wasn’t thinking with his dick.
She didn’t get a chance to retort.
“I’ll tell you what,” Tony said. “Let’s make a deal.”
“A deal?”
“Yeah, a deal,” he said. “You don’t want to fuck me? Fine. Would you suck my dick?”
“I can’t,” Cassie said after a momentarily pause.
“Okay,” Tony replied. “Would you jerk me off?”
“Umm …” Cassie said, taking a little longer this time. “I don’t think so.”
“Alright, so no touching me, got it,” Tony said. “What about letting me eat your pussy?”
Cassie shook her head no. She could see where this was going. Tony was trying to find her exact boundary. The only problem? She didn’t know where it was either.
“How about this,” he asked, rubbing himself through his pants. “Would you let me jerk off looking at you? No touching. No contact. Just let me jerk off staring at you.”
Cassie was stumped. A few moments ago, she had explicitly said she didn’t want to see that. But now, when faced with the idea of actually fucking her cousin or sucking him off, having him jerk himself off while she stood in the room didn’t seem that bad.
“You want to pay me to sit here and watch you jerk off?” she asked.
“I want to fuck you and I want to fuck you hard,” Tony said with a deep laugh. “But I’ll take what I can get.”