SHE AIN'T LIKE A SISTER NO MORE

CHAPTER ELEVEN ~ CAUGHT OUT

JEN
Sitting down at the dining room table surrounded by pizza, welcoming Mom home from her cruise, I look up from my phone to see Justin pulling the chair out beside me.
"So how was it mom?" I ask, placing my phone down and watching Justin place three slices of pizza on my plate, before filling his own. I don't tell him there's no way in hell I can eat three pieces. I'm not in the mood to argue.
"Oh it was amazing sweetheart! Every morning we'd wake up to these beautiful views across the ocean..." she starts.
"Did you get any?" Justin interrupts, causing Chase and myself to look at him abruptly.
"Bro...so not right!" Chase groans, as I feel Justin's hand work its way up my thigh underneath the table.
I give him look, which he laughs at, before continuing.
"What?! That's what you went away for, right Sue?"
"Justin..." Mom says, barely even shocked.
"Oh my fucking god Sue...you SO did!" Justin says, a massive smirk on his face.
"Shut the fuck up Justin!!" Chase yells, covering his ears and closing his eyes.
Justin stands up and reaches across the table, as my mum looks up at him, covered in a bright red blush.
"Pound it for a poundin'!" Justin says, holding his fist towards my mother.
I watch as Mom slowly raises her fist, and pounds it against Justin's, a big grin breaking out on her beautiful face.
"Ohhhhhh!!! Fuck yeah! OI CHASE...YOUR MOM GOT A ROOT! CHASE! Take your hands off your ears bro, how do you expect to hear shit like that?!" Justin says, taking his seat again.
"I think that's the point J...uh, Justin..." I quickly correct myself, as Justin squeezes his hand between my thighs which are now crossed beneath the table.
"Good work Mom!" I smile.
"Thanks sweetheart." She smiles back wholeheartedly.
I can't lie, it's a little strange for me to hear that. Not for the fact she got some, but for the fact it would have been the first time since my father died.
Chase eventually uncovers his ears, and Justin, seeming to have been waiting for that moment, doesn't hesitate.
"Chase, your mom got laid! Bet it was hard and fast too!" He states quickly, before Chase can put his pizza down and cover his ears again.
"You're a fucking asshole!" Chase says to Justin, as he stands up from the table.
"Where ya goin' bro? This is a celebratory dinner for your mom gettin' one in...sit your ass back down!" Justin says, frowning up at him.
"I'm not hungry anymore you fucking twat!" Chase groans, his hands held against his forehead, his eyes closed tight.
I look at Mom, to see her trying her hardest not to laugh, which is exactly what I'm doing.
Catching her eye, the two of us suddenly burst into hysterical laughter, leaving Justin with a proud smile.
"You're all fucking assholes!" Chase growls, turning and storming upstairs.
"Don't worry about him Sue, he's just jealous he can't get any..." Justin says, walking around the table and kissing the top of my mom's head, making her chuckle.
"Anything exciting happen while I was gone?" Mom asks, looking between the two of us while Justin clears the table.
I look over to Justin to see him smirking, his back turned to Mom.
JUSTIN
Oh, the things I could tell her!
'Yup! Let's start with your daughter seducing me at a party, although she'd deny it and say it was the other way around. After that I took her back to my bed and ate her pussy real good, I love it best when she cums in my mouth. The next morning she woke up and gave me the most incredible blowjob I've ever had and you should be proud y'know, she swallows like a pro!' Smirking to myself, I place the dishes in the sink.
"We've got this Sue, you go unpack." I tell her, hoping she doesn't realize both Jen and myself have left her question to go unanswered.
"You sure?" She asks, standing from the table.
"Of course! Bye now..."
I watch Sue disappear up the stairs, before turning to Jen, who's filling the sink.
I don't hesitate for a second. I turn the tap off, before I turn her around, lift her against me and carry her into the laundry, backing her up against the wall. Forcing my leg between hers, I separate them before pushing myself in between.
"You're so fuckin' sexy, you know that?" I ask, staring into her eyes.
She looks down at what she's wearing.
Black leggings, black and white striped knee high socks, and a black msfts hoodie which I'm sure actually belonged to me once upon a time...
She looks back to me with a frown.
"Fucking beautiful! You're absolutely perfect!" I whisper, leaning close to her ear.
It's not one word of a lie either. She could wear a garbage bag and I'd still think she's the most beautiful person I've ever seen. Cliché and tacky but who gives a fuck? It's true!
I run my tongue over the skin beneath her ear, and thrust against her, causing her to tremble within my arms.
"Not here J. Don't be a tease!" She whispers, but her body tells me otherwise, as she rolls her hips, grinding her pussy against my cock.
"Baby I need you. All the time. I can't control myself..." I whisper, kissing down her neck.
"Justin...stop!" She whispers, digging her nails into my back, making me moan against her skin. "Justin seriously...Mom is right behind you..."
Well FUCK!!!!!
"Now isn't the time for jokes baby..." I whisper, looking to her face, only to realize she's looking over my shoulder.
"She's there isn't she..." I whisper, dropping my forehead down on her shoulder.
I remove my legs from between hers, make sure she's standing okay and turn around slowly.
"Hi." Sue waves at me, the other hand firmly placed on her hip.
Uh oh...
"It's really not what it looks like Sue..." I mumble, running my hands through my hair.
"You're not making out with my daughter in the laundry room right now? Cos that's kind of what it looks like...?" She questions, raising her eyebrows and crossing her arms across her chest.
Of course I can't deny it, she's just seen it with her own eyes!
"Mom...we should probably talk..." Jens soft voice speaks from beside me.
"That might be best...come sit!" She demands, pointing to the dining room table.
"I'm so sorry baby." I whisper to Jen as she walks past, leading the way to the table.
I take a seat beside Jen and take hold of her hand which is resting on the table. She gives my hand a little squeeze, making me let out the heavy breath I've been holding in.
"I kind of wondered when this was going to happen..." Sue starts, taking me a little by surprise.
Jen simply nods her head a little.
"How long?" Sue then asks, leaning back in her chair.
"Not long. Only about 10 days." I reply, to which she nods once.
"Were you going to tell me?" She then asks with sad eyes, making me feel horrible for keeping our little secret.
"Of course Mom! It's just so new...and we don't really want Chase knowing just yet..." Jen says, looking towards me, then back to her mom.
"You know he's going to kill you Justin!" She then says, turning her gaze back to me, making my head fall into my hands.
I hold it there and nod. I know all too well he'll kill me. Ray would too if he was still here.
"Do you love her Justin?" My head shoots up immediately.
"You know I do." I reply with a frown, swiping my tongue between my lips quickly.
"True, what I meant was, are you IN love with her?" She then asks, which is a completely different question altogether. Two completely different kinds of love.
"We ahhh, haven't quite...got to that yet..." I say softly, running my thumb in circles over the palm of Jens hand, although I already know the answer.
"I won't tell him." She then says, surprising me again.
"Thanks Mom. We will eventually, it's just a little too soon..." Jen says, leaving me wondering how the hell she can sound so relaxed.
"Ok...so...um...good." she says, before smiling at the both of us.
"That's it?" I ask, my eyebrows raised purely from shock.
I mean, where's the lectures? The yelling, the screaming? Me having to convince Sue that I will never hurt her?
"Yes. That's it!" She replies, still smiling.
She can obviously still see my shock, so she continues on.
"I'm not going to tell you not to hurt her Justin. I know you would never intentionally do that. Do I need to tell you to treat her like a princess and protect her with your life? No, because you've done that all along. For almost 13 years now. I trust you with her more than I trust anyone. I trust you both to know what you're doing, and I see the love you have for her. I see the love she has for you also, and I know you'd never take that for granted."
I turn to Jen just in time to see a tear roll down her rosey cheek, contradicting the warm smile plastered across her beautiful face. I smile myself, simply because it makes me happy to see her smile, and reach my free hand up to wipe her tear. Her eyes lock on mine, making my heart skip a best as per usual.
"I like you. A lot." She whispers.
"Ditto baby." I whisper back.
"I'll leave you both to it..." Sue quietly says, removing herself from the table.
"Sue?" I quickly ask before she's taken the first stair.
She whips her head around, and raises her eyebrows slightly.
"Thank you." I say sincerely, my hand placed on my heart.
"I got you honey." She replies, putting a cheesy grin on my face.
Jen and I watch her climb the stairs before disappearing.
"I think that's the coolest thing your mom has ever said baby." I say, turning back to Jen. I push my chair out a little, and pull her into my lap. I move her masses of curls over her shoulder, and plant a kiss to the back of her neck.
"You ok?" I ask, turning her towards me a little more.
"I'm good baby. I'm really good." She smiles back, before pressing her lips to my forehead.
"Have I told you how fucking sexy you look today? Your hair alone makes me hard." Speaking of the messy curls flowing over her shoulders and down her back.
"Yes baby. But only about 68 times..." She replies, a little smirk playing on the corner of her glossed lips.
"Well let's go 69...you look absolutely stunning today baby girl."
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JEN
It's been 3 days since Mum found out, and things are a little easier. It gives us a tiny bit more freedom as far as seeing Justin goes, with Mum telling Chase I'm visiting Kylie or other friends. Although, we still have to work around Pattie being home, we're getting to spend a little more time together. It hurts to think about him leaving for College in 2 days. It hurts like hell.
"Babe..."
I turn away from my laptop and look to Justin who's sitting in the corner of his bedroom spinning a basketball on the tip of his finger.
"Yes baby?" I ask, smiling towards him.
How does his voice still give me butterflies?
"I'm taking you on a date tomorrow night."
I feel a huge grin work its way over my lips, as I stand and walk towards him. He places the ball next to him, and reaches for my hand, before pulling me down between his legs.
JUSTIN
"Where are you taking me baby?" She asks, as my arms wrap around her waist.
"Don't ask questions." I reply, as I run my hand underneath her hoodie, over her silky soft stomach.
"But..." She starts.
"Ssh. Don't ask questions." I repeat, smiling to myself.
She sighs in defeat, her body relaxing against mine.
"Have you been practicing for basketball?" I ask, knowing the answer already.
"Uggghhhh. No! I've barely had any time between school, homework and seeing you." She replies, turning around and facing me, kneeling between my legs.
"Baby, your first game is Sunday...that's only 3 days away. Let's go practice now!" I say, tapping her thighs and standing up.
Looking back down at her, I realize my crotch is directly in front of her face.
"On second thoughts...while you're down there..." I smirk, giving her a quick wink to go with it.
She giggles and shakes her head, accepting my hand when I hold it out, pulling her up to her feet.
I grab the ball from the ground, taking her hand in my free hand, leading her through the house to the backyard.
"I really don't wanna J..." She moans from behind me. Adorable.
"Okay, we'll make it interesting...strip one on one." I state, proud of my genius idea.
"What?" She replies, an adorable little frown upon her face.
I kiss away the wrinkles currently furrowing upon her forehead, then watch as she pulls her hair up into a high ponytail, then I watch it fall to the side a little, which makes me smile.
"You're so cute baby." I smile, reaching around and tugging her hair a little.
"Cute? Nuh uh...now what is this you're speaking of Bieber?"
I smile once again at her calling me by my surname, because it's been a while since she's done so, and if I'm being completely honest, I've kind of missed it.
"Well, Summers, it's simple really. If I get a goal, you remove an item of clothing, and if you get a goal, you remove an item of clothing..."
"Wait what?" That cute little frown making an appearance again.
"Kidding baby. I'll take my clothes off if you get it in...which won't happen, because we all know I'm the king at ball..." Okay, so that may be a little lie, purely for the fact that Jen can definitely hold her own when it comes to basketball, and she may have beaten me once or twice at one-on-one. "You in Boo?"
"So fuckin' in this shit it ain't funny. I'mma kick yo' white ass Bieber."
Fuck me, for some crazy reason, I love it when her inner ghetto comes out.
"Bring it Topdeck!" I grin, before walking onto the court.
I pass Jen the ball, watching her immediately get her game face on.
"Hold up..." I say, standing up from my defensive stance. "Kiss?" I ask, pouting my lips.
I watch her smile lovingly, before leaning up and pressing her soft smooth lips against mine in a quick little peck, automatically leaving me hungry for more.
"Ok...I'm ready now." I say, pulling my pants up a touch, my top down a little, and getting back in my defensive stance.
Within no more than 5 seconds, Jen gets a goal, making me realize I'm gonna have to go a little harder on her ass...literally.
"Clothes off Bieber." She states, raising her eyebrows in my direction.
I slip my shoes off, and throw them to the side of the court.
She passes me the ball, and I can't help but stare into her beautiful eyes.
There are so many reasons I love this beautiful woman, this being one of them. Never afraid to get down and dirty. She's always got amongst it with the boys, yet the next minute you'll see her dressed up in a beautiful dress, hair all done to perfection, her lips beautifully glossed. She doesn't go too hard on the make-up, which is another thing I've always loved about her.
Within seconds, I've shot my first goal.
"Girl I just wanna see you strip right now, 'cos it's late babe..." I sing, strutting my way back to the half court line.
She removes her shoes, before holding her hands out for the ball.
She starts dribbling, and as she turns her back to me, I grab her waist and pull her against me.
"Ooooh, you wanna play like that baby?" I tease.
"Fuck yeah baby..." She groans, before her free hand reaches around and grasps my cock through my sweatpants. The contact takes me by surprise, and she soon scores another goal, as I stand there holding myself.
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"You ready baby?" I ask, swaying from side to side in front of her, checking her out in her matching purple lace panties and bra, making me bite down hard on my lip.
"You're gon' lose Bieber." She replies, looking at me in my boxers.
Yes, she's currently winning, and although I did argue that her bra and underwear should be considered one item of clothing, considering I don't really own a bra to hold these pecs in place, she disagrees. Letting her have her way, like always, my eyes are now resting on her stomach, watching how she moves.
"Which way you gon' go baby? This way?" I ask, pointing to my right, which is the path she takes 80% of the time. "Or you gon' surprise me?"
I take a step back, waiting for her to move, and literally watch in slow motion as she lifts her feet off the ground, pushing the ball into the air.
"Fuck no..." I groan, turning around to see the ball disappear through the hoop.
"Fuck yes baby...nothin' but net...now..." She brags, walking towards me. "...I think you have something to take off baby."
"It's fuckin' cold though baby, and he don't like the cold..." I groan, placing my hands over 'him' as she calls it.
"Don't be a sore loser though baby..." She smirks, knowing that yes, I am indeed a sore loser. Especially when I'm playing to see my beautiful girl stripped bare on the basketball court.
"Well done baby. You did good." I smile, pecking her lips.
"Awww thanks J. You're not too bad yourself." She replies, her fingers disappearing down the sides of my boxers.
Before she gets any further, I throw her over my shoulder, and run through the yard back to the house.
Squealing like crazy as I jump up the stairs, I feel her hands slip down the back of my boxers, grasping my ass tight.
Without hesitation, I throw her on my bed, and climb over top of her.
Within seconds, I remove her bra and panties, before stating a simple "I win!"
I don't let her reply, instead I press my lips to hers, and immediately place my fingers near her core, already feeling her wetness on my fingertips.
She captures my bottom lip between her teeth, and drags her tongue over it softly, making a strange grunt escape me.
"Baby, I want you to cum..." I groan, before taking her nipple into my mouth, gently licking, sucking and biting.
"But you haven't even..." Before she can finish her sentence, I plunge my fingers deep inside of her, and watch as she arches her back of the bed, offering me a pleasure filled moan.
I don't go easy, not one little bit. I need to see her disappear to that beautiful place I love taking her too so much.
Circling her clit with my thumb, two fingers working inside her pussy, whilst caressing her breasts with my lips, it doesn't take long for her to scream my name.
"Good girl baby." I groan against her breast, taking this chance to switch to the other.
"Fuck J!! Don't stop!" She squeals, once again wasting unnecessary breath, because there's no way I would stop.
"Ahhhhhhh fuckkkkk baby!" She screams again, as I feel her pussy clutch around my fingers tightly.
"Do it baby. Let me fix it." I groan, working faster, and then watch her completely still for a moment before screaming and cussing her way down from her glorious high that I love giving her so much, her juices spilling over my fingers. Of course, like always, I lick them clean, before laying down next to her.
"Mmmmfffff." She moans, placing her hand over her pussy, but barely touching it. "Fuck."
"I love her." I whisper, as I watch a content smile adorn her beautiful face.