Play Along With It

Mysteries

After driving in the car for a while, we finally pulled up to the house. Nothing changed on the outside, but something was probably on the inside. Sean seemed like the messy type. Well, they both did.

I glanced at Norman, who was shifting the gear into park. I bit my lip. How were we gonna tell Sean?

"Hey, Norm. How're we gonna tell Sean?" I asked. He glanced at me, and gave a little shrug.

"We should just say it." He said.

"I know, but how are we gonna say it? 'Oh, hey Sean. Yeah, last night me and Tiff fucked in your car and now we're dating.' That's not a good idea, Norman."

"We won't say that." Norman mumbled, scratching his chin. "Maybe we shouldn't tell him unless he asks."

"So what, we just go in there making out?" I demanded.

"No. Ok, how about I tell him tonight. We can get all drunk, and I'll tell him." He suggested.

"I guess." I mumbled. I knew this wouldn't end well. It felt like I was meeting his parents. Well, maybe I was. Maybe Sean was like that older sibling/parent guy.

Norman leaned over and gave my cheek a small kiss. "It'll be fine. He isn't gonna stab you." He murmured against my cheek.

"Great. Now I have that thought stuck in my head." I muttered. Norman pulled away, and caressed my face with his left hand. He gazed at me with his beautiful, clear eyes.

"You'll be fine." Norman murmured, giving my lips another small peck.

"Ok." I mumbled. Norman nodded, and we got out of the truck. As soon as we shut the truck door, Sean came out of the house.

"What took you so fucking long? And why didn't you pick up your phone?" Sean demanded, storming up to his little brother. Even though Norman had a few inches on him. "I was calling you all night! I was about to go out and look for your ass!"

"Sean, listen; we kinda got sidetracked. It's no big deal-" Norman began.

"No big deal? I was fucking worried sick!" He exclaimed. Then, he dropped his voice tone. "I thought I lost you."

I looked off to the side, not sure if I should've accepted Norman's offer. Or if I should have even joined them.

Norman bit his bottom lip and nodded slightly. Sean glanced at me, before nodding back. Then he turned around, and headed into the cabin. Norman glanced at me, and I knew we were both thinking the same thing.

We can't tell Sean.

~~~

Later that night, Norman and I avoided each other. Well, not completely. Whenever Sean wasn't in the room with us, I'd give Norman a little kiss or vise versa.

Finally, Sean had gone to bed, leaving Norman and I alone. We were sitting on the couch, watching some TV. I glanced at Norman, smiling slightly. He was already watching me. I leaned over, giving him a deep kiss. His arms went around my waist, while mine went around his shoulders. He lowered himself onto his back, while my tongue slipped into his mouth. I sat up briefly, tossing my shirt off. Then I reached behind my back, prepared to take my bra off.

"Put your shirt on, Tiff." He mumbled, sitting up a little. I paused, slightly surprised.

"Why? Don't you wanna see this..." I unclasped my bra, letting it fall onto his stomach. But, despite my bare breasts practically eye level with him, his eye contact never broke from mine.

"I do. But Sean's in the other room." He pointed out.

"Yeah, but he's asleep." I countered, leaning down and kissing him again. I moved so I straddled in his lap. His hands went to the small of my back. I ground my hips over his crotch, which was hardening under my touch. He groaned when I gently pulled at his hair. "Baby I want you." I moaned, unbuttoning my tight black jeans.