Page 45 of A Break in Communications

“So, a good night,” Veronica’s voice said from behind me as I turned back into the hall, and I jumped, banging my elbow on the wall, pain lancing up through my arm.

“Ah—fuck me—”

“Sounds like she got it taken care of,” Veronica said through a yawn, trudging down the hall. “Did you seriouslygo again in the morning? After how hard you were going last night?”

Son of a bitch, Veronica’s room was next to mine. I’d been so, uh… in the… zone, last night, that I hadn’t thought about the logistics. And Lucy could only do so much to keep me quiet. I took a long breath, letting it out slowly, and I gave Veronica the most patronizing smile I could. “Veronica, you have to understand me when I tell you that there is nothing I want to do less than talk to my own sister about my sex life.”

She snorted. “Don’t have to talk about it, I already heard all the details. Ah, whatever, I guess I get it. Kelcey said you two only actually got together the other day, so I guess you’re still in the fucking-twice-a-day-every-day phase.”

I closed my eyes. “Please tell me that doesn’t mean you’re still talking to Kelcey.”

“Nah, we just got to talking about lots of stuff in between rounds. You know how it is between girls.”

“Right. Spoken like a true straight woman.”

“I probably should message her at some point… I accidentally packed the panties I took from her and now I’ve just got them sitting in my bag.”

“Veronica—”

“I mean, it was a fun thing in the moment, like, you know,I’ll keep your panties and you go home without underwear like a good dirty little girl—”

“Veronica—”

“What?” She gestured to my bedroom. “You were doing the same stuff with Lucy last night—”

“I’m taking a fucking shower now, please do not talk to me any further—”

“Can you give me her number? I only realized yesterday that it’s, like, nice silk underwear and I should probably return it, they seem expensive.”

I looked up at the ceiling, focusing on one point there just for a way to keep myself from losing my damn mind. “Kelcey’s family is kind of stupid rich. I think she’ll be fine without one pair of silk underwear.”

“Oh, really? Maybe I should go fuck her again, see if she buys me a fancy dinner or something…”

“I’mgoingto take a shower now. Goodbye, Veronica. Have a nice morning.” I turned and pushed into the bathroom before she could say another word, shutting the door behind me, and I sank back against it, clutching my bundle of underwear and a towel and my phone close to my chest.

Mom really could have stopped at one kid.

I had a text when I checked my phone—not from Kelcey this time, thank god, but from Lucy.

you and Vern having fun?

God, I hoped Lucy was the only one who could hear that conversation. I didn’t need the whole family knowing about Lucy topping meorVeronica topping my coworker. I tossed my underwear bundle onto the counter by the sink, turning on the shower and shimmying out of my clothes as I texted back,Veronica was having fun enough for both of us,and then, possessed by something I didn’t know what,aren’t you supposed to be busy right now?

while I was listening to you argue with your sister?

I leaned back against the cool tile wall, feeling the steam starting to rise from the shower, slick over my bare skin. Wondering what state Lucy was in on the other side of the wall…well, obstacles are out of the way now, lucky you

oh, I know,she sent, and then right after,currently feeling very lucky.

I bit my lip, hard. I wasn’t supposed to get this turned on by the thought of Lucy touching herself… thinking about me…havefun, Masterswas the text I managed after a minute, and she took a second to reply, for such a short message.

I definitely am,and then a heart emoji. I felt stirring between my own legs, and I bit my lip, letting my fingertips drift down my front, over the front of my thigh, when another text came in.and you too, Preston

Was I that obvious? I didn’t even care anymore. I slipped my hand between my legs, sinking back against the wall with a heavy sigh, and I texted back,I’ll let you imagine it

Trust me, I am,and then,especially if you’re going to keep giving me updates…

I was not sexting with Lucy. I wasnotsexting with Lucy.any kind of update in particular you’re thinking? like, shower temperature, how fogged-up the air is…?

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