It's a new year, and time to get back to our story. All characters are 18 years of age or older... and thanks, DB...
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The next morning, Billie groaned and pulled the covers over her head when the sunlight invaded our bedroom. It was well after ten o'clock before she finally got up and staggered into the kitchen. I looked up over the paper as she downed first one, then two glasses of water with some aspirin before pouring herself a cup of coffee.
"Good morning," I said, laying down the paper. "Would you mind..."
Billie raised a finger to her lips for silence as we heard Kelly bump against the doorway as she entered the living room.
She mouthed the word 'later,' and I understood she wasn't completely avoiding the topic of the night before; she just wanted to discuss it without prying ears.
"Is it really ten-fifteen?" Kelly asked as she slid into a chair at the table.
I peered across the table at her, noticing a large swath of bare skin at the neckline of her robe as she tried to hold it closed about her. She was naked beneath it; I was sure of it.
"It is," Billie replied. "Did you sleep well?"
Kelly nodded weakly, her face rubbing against her folded hands as she yawned. "I think so, anyway. I've got this headache, though. And why is it so bright outside?"
I smiled, and as I started to say something smart, Billie swatted my arm and gave me a scolding look.
"It's bright outside because it's daylight. Maybe today your father can see to rake up the leaves from under the shrubs? Like I asked him to last week," she said, pursing her lips and giving me a soft version of 'the look.'
"I can take a hint," I said.
I was being dismissed so the girls could talk.
"Thank you, sweetheart," Billie said, kissing me on the cheek.
I left the two of them in the kitchen. Billie had mentioned the leaves under the shrubs to me the week prior. Raking them now would give the two of them a good chance to talk.
An hour later, I was done with the leaves and I came in to find Billie fresh out of the shower and brushing her hair. She waved me into the bathroom and had me close the door behind me as she leaned against the bathroom counter.
"So. What would you like to know about last night?"
"Hmmm... where to begin." I threw my hands up and began to get undressed for my own shower. "I don't know. For starters, you told me to go watch a football game, which you never do."
"I know," Billie said, nodding.
"And when I came home, you were both naked and..."
"I know."
I shrugged.
"And then you give me a blow-job in the living room, stopping just as I'm about to cum..."
Billie nodded, smiling and biting at her lip.
"And then you told me to go kiss Kelly good night. Naked."
Billie looked down and took a deep breath.
"You left out the part about me licking your pre-cum and licking your lips with it before sending you in to kiss her."
"Yeah." My cock was swelling as I remembered each element to the previous night's excitement.
"Remember Allyson?"
"Allyson?"
Billie nodded. "Allyson. Red hair. Really cute butt, white alabaster skin, freckles streaked across her face and shoulders?"
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Ficción GeneralJust some stories I want to read offline in a more convenience way. None of them are mine. They're for entertainment purpose only and they do not represent or depict realities. Don't get them mixed up and don't take them too seriously. Stay away if...
