Partners In Crime: Kyle & Carmens Story – Part 1

He pondered on that for a few moments and said “what the hell, fine!” But that’s all Mr. I’m not playing.” he said pointing at me. “deal!” I shouted as I ran from the room with the beverages. I rounded the corner and into the party room. I set them behind me at the edge of the pool table. “Carmen come out here” I shouted through the closed bedroom door. She opened up a moment later drying her hair, fully dressed in a t shirt and leggings. No sign of mud anywhere. Her physique standing there in the door way caught me off guard for s second. Damn she was a work of art.

What? She replied after a few seconds of my silence with a coy smile as she cocked her head to the side. “What if I told you I had something to make you feel better?” I asked her. We both laughed hard at my reference to earlier in the evening before we went up the mountain. “I learned my lesson the first time you asked me that” she said with a laugh, “And I ended up being your partner in crime.” She quietly said with giggle.

I advanced towards her “You’re arguing my point for me, partner.” I said with a wink and a grin. I handed the glass to her and nodded backwards towards my parents to let her know where it came from and there was no trouble attached. A warm smile crept across her face. “Partners in crime.” we both laughed to each other and clinked glasses and took a sip.

“You were definately right about making me feel better.” She said to me with a cocked head and an inquisitive look. I couldn’t tell what was going through her head. Maybe all the events of the night had taken a toll on her. Maybe it was our newly rekindled bond. Hell, Maybe she was creeped out she caught me peaking on her earlier. The commotion quickly died down and everyone went to bed. Hours later I lay there in bed still thinking about all of it. Nearly getting caught up on the mountain by the cops.

Nearly been busted by my parents. The fact that I had practicly been forced to shower with Carmen. And all the complex glances and silent moments we had shared today. How did I feel about Carmen? She had always been my buddy. I had never fantasized about fucking her. Even a few years ago when she started to get hot. Was I having these thoughts simply because I had seen her naked? Was I that twisted that I’d start confusing feelings of love and intimacy with blood and family?

I had accidentally seen carol naked and vice versa plenty over the years. as well as my mother too for that matter. Never had any kind of thoughts or feelings about either of them… I decided to just drop the idea for now before I drove myself nuts. It had been hours now since everyone had laid down and the first traces of the dawn were climbing up over the mountains to the east. I got dressed and went out to the back yard. I had to find solitude. I faced the rising sun in my backyard. I pulled my feet in together to bow to no one. Forced my mind into emptiness and once again began to train for my tournament.