Hi all. I know these chapters come in fits and starts. I start a chapter and can't get a rhythm going, so stop. I know that some of you are disappointed in where this story is going. Some think I have strayed too far afield from the "cousins in love" story line. Sorry, it can't be helped. The story tells itself and my subconscious pervert is responsible for telling the story. After all, it is my story and I'm enjoying it so far.
I still haven't figured out how I'm going to deal with Leah, or how Leah is going to deal with me. I hope it is interesting as well as titillating. But first, let's see how I deal with Mom and my friends.
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I heard Joe's door close behind us. Missy indicated that I should accompany her. I had no problem with that. I admired her naked derriere bump and sway as she led the way down the hall and through the open doorway to her room. I trailed behind, tossed my phone on her bed as I passed, and followed her into her ensuite private bathroom. "Nice," I thought. Joe's room is nice, but Missy's is way nicer.
"Shower or bath?" she asked as she bent over and twisted the faucets on the large Jacuzzi tub. Her breasts hung from her torso and swayed seductively as she manipulated the faucets.
"Uh, shower," I said glancing at the glass enclosed shower stall that stood adjacent to the tub.
"Go for it," she said as she adjusted the hot and cold water that cascaded into the large tub. "Take a picture why don't you?" Missy suggested teasingly when she caught me staring.
"Uh..., I think Joe has more than adequately covered that," I quipped.
"Touché," said Missy with a laugh. "Remember, you're going to show us how to edit the videos, right?" she asked rhetorically.
I opened the shower door, turned on and adjusted the water's temperature to my satisfaction. I stepped in and enjoyed the warmth of the hot water as it flowed over my body. I was exhausted from the events of the day, both physically and emotionally. The hot shower was very soothing and relaxing. The tension and anxiety of the day began to flow out of me and down the drain.
I hadn't realized how tense I had been due to my conscious and subconscious worry about Leah and what I was going to say to her. And then there was the three-way sex with my friends. Don't get me wrong, it was VERY stimulating, and VERY enjoyable. However, the close contact with Joe had been very unsettling. The image of Joe's large cock smeared with my cum popped back into my mind's eye. I could still feel the unique sensation of his cock stroking mine. I consoled myself with the rationalization that the contact had been indirect. His cock had been inside his sister's rectum at the time, mine had been in her pussy. I shuddered involuntarily while I recalled the sensation of being inside his sister at the same time.
I turned my head and watched Missy lower herself into the tub. Her lithe body sank into the water. She reclined against the gentle slope of the tub. Her breasts floated buoyantly just below the gently rippling surface of the bath water. Missy looked up and smiled as she watched me shampoo. She dunked her head under the water, sat up, and squeezed shampoo into her cupped hand. Sudsy bubbles erupted around and through her fingers. My eyes followed the dripping bubbles as they fell to her breasts, which bobbed and swayed in the water. Her dark wet nipples stood in stark contrast to the un-tanned whiteness of her boobs.
I rinsed the soap from my own hair, took a washcloth, worked up lather and began washing my body. Missy dunked under and rinsed the shampoo from hair. She knelt in the water, took a bar of soap and worked up a lather in her hands soaped the globes of her breasts and then gently rubbed her soapy fingertips around her dark nipples which were tense and erect. She looked at me and smiled as she reached between her legs and washed her pussy. My cock twitched.
Missy dunked again to rinse the wispy suds from her perfect skin. She sat on the edge of the tub, rubbed the bar of soap on her pubic area and quickly shaved the almost invisible stubble from her pubic mound. Spreading her legs, she very carefully stretched and shaved each plump labia in turn. She also pulled her ass cheeks apart and shaved her anal area. She rinsed again and tested the smoothness of her private areas by running her hand over the freshly shaved delicate skin. Satisfied, she opened the tub's drain, stood, took a thick towel from an adjacent rack and began to dry her body.
I turned off the water and opened the shower's door. Missy turned, grabbed another towel and tossed it to me. I saw her glance at my crotch. I wasn't erect, but my cock was thick and hung heavily against my balls.
"God you're beautiful Missy," I complimented Missy as I toweled dry.
"Thank you Chris. You ain't bad yourself."
We heard Joe's voice from the bedroom, "Hey Chris, I put some dry clothes for you on Missy's bed. I'll be in the kitchen. I don't know about you guys, but I'm starving."
"Uh, ok. Thanks Joe," I replied.
"You go ahead Chris. I need to dry my hair. I'll be out in a few minutes."
"Ok," I said and walked into the bedroom. Joe had put some clean underwear, shorts and a polo shirt on the bed. We are about the same size. I dressed grateful for dry clothes.
I started to walk out of Missy's bedroom then remembered my phone. I turned to pick it up, but it wasn't on the bed. "Goddam it Joe," I said out loud. I trotted to the kitchen, and sure enough, there was Joe obviously transferring files from my phone to his laptop. I hated locking and unlocking my phone, but now I wish I used the phone's security feature.
"Goddam it Joe," I repeated heatedly for his benefit.
"What?" He asked innocently as he turned and handed me my phone. "You can help me with some edits later. Should be great fun don't you think? Now let's grill some hotdogs," he said with a wicked smile.
I should have been more angry, but I was thinking about what he had videoed. I did want to see Missy's upturned ass. I wanted to see my cock inside her pussy, and yes, see Joe's cock in her ass. "I really am a fucked up pervert," I thought to myself.
We ate hotdogs and chips, and washed it all down with ice cold beer. Between the activities of the long day plus a couple of beers with the meal, I suddenly felt an overwhelming exhaustion. I told Joe and Missy I needed to get some sleep. They put me up in the guest bedroom and actually let me sleep.
I awoke the next morning with a start, thinking guiltily about hanging up on Leah and not calling her back. What must she be thinking?
I picked up my phone. Multiple phone calls and text messages from both Leah and Mom. After peeing, I got back in bed and started scrolling through the texts.
The content of the texts were the same from both Leah and Mom. "Where are you? Please call. Why aren't you calling? Call ASAP. I'm worried, please call," etc.
The phone mail was much the same. Both of them more and more concerned as the messages piled up.
I texted Mom, "I'm ok. Stayed at Joe's. Be home later. No worries."
I decided I better call Leah. What the fuck was I going to tell her?
My phone buzzed. Caller ID indicated it was Mom. I sent it to phone mail.
I called Leah.
"Chris, where have you been? What's going on?" she asked picking up after one ring.
"Hi Leah," my guilt intensified hearing the concern and stress in her voice. "I'm sorry. Yesterday was a weird day that spun way out of my control." An understatement if ever there was one.
"I needed to talk to you Chris. I've been a wreck since yesterday morning."
"Yesterday morning? What happened?"
"I slept in past what I usually do after our late night 'chat'," Leah said referring to our online mutual masturbation session.
"Yes?"
"I fell asleep with my laptop open," she continued.
"My heart squeezed thinking about her mom seeing me naked on the screen. Then I remembered I had fallen asleep too and my battery had died during the night. "
"My battery died. There shouldn't have been anything on your screen," I pointed out.
"There wasn't. But I usually sleep in pajamas. She knew I was naked. I could see her putting "2 + 2" together."
"What did she say?"
"Nothing. But you should have seen her face. It might have been my imagination, but she seemed upset. I think she came up with "4" and believes it. She walked out without saying anything." Leah was near tears. "I'm really nervous. I think she suspects I was doing stuff naked with someone on the computer. What do I do?"
"Play dumb and don't admit anything. If she presses you, say you were trying something different by sleeping in the nude. What's the big deal?"
