Sophie just glared at me and said, “I’m resigning from this family.”
“Resignation not accepted,” I said with a kiss to her forehead.
“Sorry for the wake-up call,” Amy said, patting Chris on the head, “but we have to go soon. I have to get to the funeral home around 9:00 and I still need to get fresh clothes.”
“Morning, Sis,” I said and kissed her on the cheek as a response.
“Morning, Dave. How’d you sleep?”
Smart ass.
“Not good. Some banging noise woke me up around 4:30 and I never fell back asleep.”
That got her. She nearly did a spit take with her coffee. Sophie and Lys firmly kept their eyes on their food knowing that if any of us locked eyes we’d lose it all over again.
I looked at the impressive spread of food laid out. “You didn’t have to do all this,” I said to Clare and Amy.
“It is a thank you for everything you’ve done; all of your hospitality. No arguments,” Amy replied.
“And your brother-dick,” my lizard brain chimed in.
Yeah. That, too.
“Mom,” Chris looked up, “Can we come back next weekend?”
Amy shook her head and said that she had funerals to run on both Saturday and Sunday. Chris looked glum for a moment and then perked up. “Uncle Dave, why don’t you come to our house?”
I looked at Amy and she nodded with a smile. “Why not,” I said, “as long as it is okay with your mom.”
“Very okay,” Amy said, giving me THE smile. Having that smile given to me I suddenly felt a lot less tired.
“Mom,” this time it was Clare. “My thing?”
“Go ahead and tell him, honey,” Amy said.
Clare took a deep breath and said, “I was talking to Rose yesterday and she asked if I’d be willing to stay with her and Steven for a few weeks. You know, to help her out around the house. And if the baby is born before I go back to school I can help with him, too. Steven even offered to pay me.”
I nodded emphatically and said, “That’s a great idea!”
“Better than grate, it is fantastic,” Sophie approved. “Rose is going to be super tired all the time very soon.”
“When do you plan to start,” I asked.
“Monday. If you come visit this weekend, I can come back with you.”
“I think we have a plan,” I said happily. “In fact, tell Steven I’ll kick in a few bucks toward your salary.”
“You don’t have to do that,” Amy said in surprise.
“Sure, I do. I won’t take no for an answer. Clare will be taking care of my daughter and potentially my grandson.”
We finished breakfast in good spirits. Amy looked at the time and cursed.
“We have to go.”
“But Mom,” Chris said, “Uncle Dave was going to show me the inside of the RV.”
“You can do that next time. We have to go.”
“Then get moving,” I said, “We’ll clean up.”
“Get your bags, guys,” she said. The kids scrambled up the stairs.
“I’m going to miss you,” I said. I was genuinely sad.
“You’ll see me next weekend,” Amy said.
“True.”
“And,” she added with a wink, “we can always video chat.”
“Gross,” Sophie joked. Well, I think she was joking.
“Hush,” I said. “Hey Lys, watch the stairs.”
Lys looked up the stairs and gave me a thumbs up. I grabbed Amy and gave her a kiss. Amy kissed back hard.
“I repeat,” Sophie said, “gross.”
We broke the kiss laughing. “Wow,” Amy said, “Now I really have to change my pants.”
“REALLY?!?”
Lys and I erupted into laughter and Amy gave Sophie a hug. “You’re just so much fun to embarrass.”
“I take it back,” Sophie said, “I no longer support you two.” Despite her words she gave Amy a huge hug back. “I really do hope to see you soon,” she said.
“You will,” Amy promised.
A few minutes later we all said goodbye and Amy, Clare, and Chris left.
“You going to be okay, Daddy,” Sophie asked.
“Yeah, kiddo. I am.” And for the first time in a very long time, it was the truth.
“I’m going to lay back down for a bit,” I said. “I have a developer meeting with Jags and Cooper at 1:00.”
Jags, or Dereck Jagger (no relation to the Rolling Stone) was one of my oldest friends. He was also my assigned digital artist and team lead for the game’s graphics. Cooper Williams was a brilliant digital sound engineer, musician, and voice director.
At my meeting that now seemed 100 years ago in New York City but was just this past Friday I had submitted the final preliminary story for the new Blade and Bolt. I got the greenlight on the spot and now we were ready to move into production. Today was our first meeting.
“We’re both working today. Lys is in 11:00 to close and I’m in noon to midnight again,” Amy said. “But we both have things to do beforehand, so we’ll be leaving around 9:30 or 10:00.”
I went up to my room, set an alarm for 11:00 knowing full well I would ignore it for at least half an hour, and laid down. I was out almost immediately.
When my alarm went off, I actually decided to get up. I had just had a half-remembered dream that included Grace and Amy. I know it wasn’t a bad dream but it unnerved me. Was it driven by guilt or by acceptance? I wasn’t sure.
I checked my phone and saw a pair of messages from Amy. The first was an affirmation that they had gotten home okay. The second was a video. I hit play.
The video blurred as Amy moved her phone rapidly. I could hear water running in the background.
“I got us home pretty quickly,” I heard Amy say. “I needed time for a shower.”
She propped the camera so it had a full view of her shower. “See my crappy shower? I really miss yours.”
Amy came into frame but-ass naked. Her left hand grabbed her breast and her right hand dipped into her crease. She pulled her fingers out and showed them to the camera. The moisture was evident.
“I wasn’t kidding when I said that kiss made me need to change. I was dropping the whole way home.”
Her hand went back down to her mound and she began to rub it gently.
“Oooh, I need a touch-up. Guess I have time for that. Maybe I’ll see if I can get an appointment to get waxed. Or maybe I’ll just get it lasered. Would my brother like that? Would he like his horny sister’s pussy to be bald for him forever?”
Oh, my fucking God. This woman.
“I don’t know about that, though. I don’t know if you could handle the thought of someone else having to touch me.”
As she said, “touch me” she plunged two fingers inside her vagina. After a few thrusts and flicks she said, “Maybe I could get a home was kit and you could do it for me. You can get it. Just. How. You. Lick. It.”
Yes, she said “lick,” not “like.” She pulled her fingers out of her pussy and plunged them into her mouth.
“Mmmm,” Amy said, pulling her fingers out of her mouth. “I hope I taste as good to you as I taste to myself.”
Jesus Fucking Christ. She’s going to give me a stroke (pun not intended).
“Well, I need to get ready for work. Call you later. Love you, Bro!” She cut the video.
Well, I sure as hell wasn’t wasting this hard-on. I laid back on the bed pushing my pants and underwear off. I was so hard it hurt. As I wrapped my hand around my cock my phone dinged.
Amy: “I see you saw the video.”
Me: “Yes, I did. The only people that get access to your cunt is your doctor, you and me.”
Amy: “Are you jerking off?”
Me: “I’m trying to.”
Amy: “Don’t cum.”
Me: “What?”
Amy: “Don’t make yourself cum. I didn’t cum. I stopped but it was so hard.”
Me: “Why did you stop?”
Amy: “From now on I only want to cum with you. Even if it is virtual. And I don’t want you to cum without me. We only cum for each other from now on. Please?”
Me: “Who am I to say no?”
Amy: “Yea!!! No send me a pic. I need to see some brother-dick.”
Me: “How old are you?”
Amy: “Please?”
I snapped a picture of my extremely rigid cock and sent it.
Amy: “Thank you. Remember. No cumming.”
Me: “Okay, but you’re going to owe that brother-dick an apology for teasing it.”
Amy: “I’ll apologize in person this weekend. The brother-dick and I can kiss and make up.”
I quickly logged on to my private video chat server and set up a video meeting for tonight. I sent the link to Amy’s passcode with the words, “9:00 tonight. I want to watch you cum.”
Amy: “Sounds like a date.”
Me: “‘The man’ loves you.”
Amy: “Love you, too. See you tonight.”
I put the phone down and walked into my bathroom stripping the rest of my clothes off. I stood under the coldest stream of water from the shower possible.
After cold-blasting my libido into oblivion I sat down at my desktop computer and fired up my VPN. I logged into my drives and then logged into the work video conference software. It was still about thirty minutes until the meeting but I usually sat online in case someone had questions.
Pulling out my remarkable I opened the Blade and Bolt file and began looking over the storyline I had written. I’d long had a superstition that I wrote far better if I hand wrote everything first. I tried typing stories from scratch but I was never satisfied with the result. I used to use endless paper tablets and endured Jags making endless fun of me. He finally bought me my first remarkable and the game written on it was the best rated of the series.
The computer pinged to let me know that someone joined the meeting room. I looked up to see Jags was on early, too.
“Hey man! How are you doing? I didn’t hear from you all weekend,” Jags said. Jags looked at his screen, essentially looking right at me. ”
“You’re smiling, Dave. Did you laid or something?”
I quickly locked the room so nobody could join in.
“Jags, I have a question for you.”
“Okay.”
“Seriously, man. If I’m going to tell you anything that went down this weekend you have to answer me honestly.”
“Oh ho! You did get laid,” Jags said laughing.
“Do you want to hear this or not?”
“Yeah, yeah,” Jags said. “Ask away.”
“What is the worst thing you’ve ever done?”
Jags looked at me in confusion, “Whatcha mean?”
“Say…who is the most questionable person you’ve had sex with?”
“Ah. Easy. Remember Lexi, my ex?”
“Of course. You almost married her.”
“Yeah, her. Remember her sister, Mia? The cute one I tried to hook you up with?”
“Are you saying you fucked your girlfriend’s sister?”
“Yup. Sure did,” Jags confirmed.
“When?”
“When I was on vacation last year with them.”
“Wait a minute. Them,” I asked.
“Yeah man,” Jags laughed. “I fucked Lexi and Mia. Same time. Come to think of it, they fucked each other at the same time they were fucking me. Fucking hot.”
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