"Really?"
"Yeah, so does Veronica too. She said that she would totally fuck you."
"Oh my god! This is crazy."
"No, it isn't. It's every man's dream, isn't it?"
He looked at me again with that frustrated look. "I know you love my nipples. And my ass. You said it last night. You fucked me hard, Samuel! And I know you want to do it to me again. Don't lie! And I like totally want you to!"
"I don't know, baby. I mean, it's true. You have the loveliest little heart-shaped ass and puffy, pink nipples that I could suck for eternity. But, Brandi! I am your stepdad despite what Stephanie said. And that means I shouldn't be doing what I'm doing. It's taboo!"
He thought for a minute and then said, "Which is maybe why I want it so badly. Looking at you right now makes me crazy. I want to fuck you right now in the kitchen."
"So, see? How can we just go around and act like nothing? We'll drive each other crazy! And besides, summer is almost here, and you know what I'll be wearing to the pool."
He stood there again staring and thinking. And then he must have realized I was right. "That would be pure torture. You're right. We are going to have to keep this on the down low. Which means, Brandi, we can't screw this up!"
"We won't!" I threw my arms around him. I was so happy. I wanted more than anything to try different sex stuff, but I was so scared to do it with any of the boys that I know. Sam makes me feel safe and loved. I can experiment with him, and I feel safe. Ever since Sam spanked me that first time, it's like he turned on a faucet inside of me. It's not like I hadn't felt sexual. I had. But I didn't feel like I do now. I want to be touched all the time now. I'm even sneaking in the bathroom at school to touch my pussy under my panties.
"No, I'm serious. Your mom cannot find out what we are doing! That means you can't leave your phone around with texts that she can read. In fact, you can't text anybody about what we are doing. Do you understand? There can be nothing that can be traced back to us and our secret!"
"Okay. I understand. I won't text Stephanie or Veronica or anybody about what we do."
"I don't think you can even tell them, Brandi. It's gotta be a secret. What if they tell someone else? Like their parents?"
"They aren't going to tell anybody. Especially not their parents! Geez! Stephanie keeps all of my secrets!"
"Brandi. I don't think we can risk it."
"Sam, please." I rubbed my breasts into his chest. "It'll be okay. Stephanie is cool. She won't tell. I promise."
He looked at me right in my eyes, and I saw a pleading, a begging almost. He nuzzled my neck and hair and whispered, "I just don't want us to get hurt, Brandi. This could ruin me. And I don't want to hurt your mom. I love both of you. And now I love you like I love her."
He squeezed me tight and buried his face in my hair and shoulder. I thought he was going to cry. I reached my arm up and stroked his hair and whispered back, "I love you too. This will be our secret. Mom won't find out. I'll make sure of it. I can't wait for you to show me everything, Samuel. . . . Everything."
