Page 81 of Just for Fun
Wow, Kyle’s drawing looks amazing. I had no idea he was this talented.
This reminds me that I actually do not know Kyle at all. I know that he is very good in bed, and that despite the very rocky start we had in that department, today’s rounds proved to be very beneficial for us both.
I blush as I remember all the things he did to me, shaving of private parts included. Once I made my way to the bathroom after we were done that time, I looked in the mirror, curious to see what it looked like with no hair. That’s when I noticed that he hadn’t removed all the hair, but instead left a neat trail that started from the top of my mound and ended close to my clit. It felt clean and light. I liked it.
Moving to the side, I take a seat in the only available chair in the room. I remain quiet, almost scared to bring their attention to me. I’ve always been so over the top anal about bringing a man home that I never imagined it could actually be this easy.
”Sis!” Owen’s voice booms all around me.
Startled, I look up, surprised to find both guys looking at me. I was so deep into my thoughts, I didn’t realize that had stopped talking.
”I love your boyfriend,” he tells me. “Why did you wait so long to bring him by?”
My eyebrows raise in surprise. “Well, technically, I haven’t brought him by anywhere.”
Owen doesn’t look convinced. “Then how come Mitzi at your work knew all about him? Even mom knows more about him than I do.”
”What?” I squeak. “First of all, mom knows nothing.” I throw Kyle a look, hoping he’ll go along with me.
He shrugs. “I’ve only talked to her the one time. She was super chill. I wouldn’t mind talking to her again. And she said she’ll have us over for dinner, remember?”
”Kyle,” I snap at him. “You’re not helping!”
Owen spreads his legs in front of him while resting his arms on the back of my couch. The smirk on his face suggests that is thoroughly enjoying the show we’re putting on.
“Why are you even here?” I ask him.
His face turns into a mask of fake concern. “I was told that my sister was sick.” He looks at Kyle. “It sounded really serious.”
”I would’ve been worried, too, man,” Kyle agrees.
”So I rushed here,” Owen continues explaining. “I wanted to make sure that my baby sister was okay. Flu is nothing to joke about.”
I fidget in the seat, knowing that he can see right through me. How is it possible that the one time I do something like this, everybody knows?
”So…?” He moves his wrist, motioning for me to speak.
My eyes never waver from his. “So what?”
He looks like he is about to bust out laughing while Kyle keeps on coughing into his fist, and I can tell that’s because he’s trying to hold back his laughter as well.
”I’m only asking how you are recovering from the flu,” Owen tells me. “That’s is nothing to joke about. Are you staying hydrated?”
Without even giving me a chance to respond, he turns to look at Kyle.
”Are you taking good care of her? Have you been giving her warm soup and her meds? Enough water? Maybe some Gatorade to go with it?”
I drop my elbows on my knees and rest my face in the palms of my hands while Owen goes into an entire speech about the dangers of untreated flu. People die from it, he says. No one should take it lightly. He responded to numerous calls where people had to be picked up by ambulance because they had the flu. The hospitals are full of people battling the flu.
”Oh my god, shut up!” I jump out of my chair, almost toppling it over.
Owen gives me a look full of innocence. “I just want to make sure that you are taking good care of yourself. After all, you are my only sister.”
I take the few steps needed to get closer to him, then shove my finger right in his face.
”I was not sick with the flu, and you know it!” I straighten back up and open my arms wide. “There! I lied! Are you happy?”
“Why, Zara Marie! I never, as mom would say.”
