No sooner had I convinced Mom and Dad to put Jill in control the next time they went out of town than I thought, "What have you done, Will?"
That was two weeks ago. Their anniversary was two nights ago. I hoped, since they were going to the theatre, that they'd put Jill in charge, so her turn would only be for one night. They weren't staying overnight, though, so they didn't put anyone in charge. We had already ordered Chinese for delivery.
I thought Jill might still think this was her turn, so I tried to keep a low profile, just in case. Around 9:30 I noticed that I hadn't heard her do anything either. One of my favorite shows comes on at ten, so I decided to take a shower and wash my hair. Just to see if she'd do anything, I left the door unlocked. I finished my shower, blow-dried my hair and shaved for good measure, all still naked. I got through all of that in peace. In fact, I noticed that Jill had been quiet most of the evening. I put my bathrobe on and went back to my room. I thought I'd left the door wide open, but it was only open halfway. When I turned around to close the door, Jill was there, stark naked!
She pushed me onto the bed and undid the belt on my robe. "I couldn't wait for their trip," she told me. I tried to say something, I'm not even sure what. "Aren't you happy to see me?" She pulled back the sides of the robe and answered her own question, "Yeah, you are!"
She stroked my dick a couple times. I thought she might try to suck me, but she separated my legs and sat between them. I knew I wasn't hard enough yet, mainly because she'd scared me, so I offered, "Don't you want me to eat you first?"
"You can eat me after you fuck me," Jill answered.
"Cool, I've never done that before," I told her.
"Sure you have. You ate me two weeks--Oh, you mean afterward. I wish I could say, 'Trust me, you'll love it,' but some guys don't." She got on all fours, but her butt was at my hip level.
I put my hand on her thighs, trying to move her into position. I stated to say, "I love you," but she interrupted me with a kiss.
"What?" she asked sternly. I forgot. She insisted that we could only be siblings with benefits. "What do you love?"
Fine, if she wanted to play that game. "I love your tits," I told her.
Jill moved up so her little breasts were in my face. She remembered my admission that I like small-breasted women. I sucked on each of them a couple times while Jill ground her hips into my stomach. Now that my cock was hard enough, I reached down for it and pointed it straight ahead. She moved back slowly. I don't know if she was trying, but I could feel her pussy hair on my stomach as she went. My dick must have landed at or just below her asshole, because as soon as I felt the contact, she raised her hips. "Keep it right there," she told me. I did, and I could feel her soft folds envelop my cock. "And I love y--your dick," she whispered.
Once I was all the way in, I moved my hands from her sides to her back. Jill thrust her hips forward and back. "My dick loves your pussy," I told her.
"I can tell," Jill giggled.
"You seem to be doing most of the work," I told her. "That doesn't seem fair. We should share the chores."