Demi
I stood there watching as Jess busied herself with preparing for our family dinner. It had become a thing on Thursdays after I had disappeared and both our families gathered at our house and ended up staying for dinner. It rotated from our house to Susan and Jazz to my family and on the last Thursdays we ate out.
"Are you here to look beautiful or are you gonna help me?"
Jess turned to me with a mischievous glint in her eyes as she planted a quick peck to my lips.
"What you want me to do?"
I asked, leaning against the doorframe, taking her in as she moved around in the kitchen.
"I'm practically done with the food...uh, do the table?"
She asked with the cutest little pout and I forgot what the word 'no' even meant.
"Sure baby, anything else?"
She looked around, doing a mental check of all that needed to be done.
"Not right now but if anything comes to mind, I'll let you know ok hun?"
She stated as she gave me another kiss before I went into the dining room and set up all seven eating places. I was almost finished when I heard Jessica ascending the stairs. With that in mind, I quickly finished up, checked that there wasn't anything still cooking in the kitchen and trailed her to the bedroom.
"Sweetie, can I join?"
I asked, already stripping out of my pyjamas in the bathroom. I heard her turn the shower off before she peeked her head around the glass enclosure.
"And what if I say no?"
She teased with her cute smile that caused her eyes and the entire room to light up.
"I would come in anyway."
I answered and she rolled her eyes as I joined her in the shower. I wrapped my hands around her waist tightly as she lathered both our bodies and stepped under the spray of water once she was finished. Not a minute later, we heard a car pull into our driveway and within a few minutes Jasmine barged into the bathroom.
"Are you two.... Can't y'all keep your libido under control for one day?"
"Jazz, get out."
Jessica commanded but Jasmine simply pretended that she didn't hear.
"Oh hey sis, hey stocky."
She greeted as we got robed and exited the shower. What did stocky even mean? I turned to Jessica who was scowling at her sister.
"Out."
She commanded and Jasmine merely moved to settle in one of the chairs in our bedroom. In response, Jess pulled me in for a sensual kiss and began groping and disrobing my body. In record time Jasmine hot tailed it downstairs and we both began laughing.
"I knew that would get her."
Jessica commented as she began lotioning her body. I followed suit after she gave me a high five.
"Hey babe, what did that word mean?"
I asked as I pulled some underwear on.
"What? Stocky?"
"Yeah."
"Its a word we used back home for crackheads and drug addicts."
"Oh."
I cant deny, I was a tad bit offended now that I knew what she meant. I just kept on getting on Jasmine's bad side and that wasn't something I wanted if my relationship with her sister was going to be prosperous.
