Chapter 34

I felt terrible and powerless as my hands took hold of hers. I pulled Jasmine close and kissed her lips with all the passion reserved for Susan. “Of course not. I just have to make sure she’s really okay with it, and it’s not going to come back to hurt us. You know what I mean?”

All of Jasmine’s gleam returned in seconds. “I do. But, one thing.” I thought, oh no, here it comes, it was a lie.

“When you talk to her, make sure Jesselyn and Jeremy don’t hear you. They are going to be left in the dark.” That sinister smile that I loved to hate rose from Jasmine’s evil nature and spread across her face.

When I got back in the living room, Jesselyn and Jeremy were huddled next to each other, talking. I plopped down on the couch next to Susan. Jasmine dropped on the floor, leaned back on the lounge chair, and pulled her knees up to her chest. Jasmine was watching Susan and me. I secretly wanted Susan to ask me to take her to her room and fuck her brains out. My nut misfire earlier did nothing to satisfy my lust, so now, on top of everything that had happened already, there was the encounter with Jasmine. I was nervous that this thing she spoke of might actually be true. But, mostly, I wanted to shove my cock inside something like Buster plowing Jasmine in the backyard.

“Jasmine, how is it that you still don’t have a boyfriend?” Jasmine’s face couldn’t hide the painful thought process set off by Jeremy’s question. I felt sorry for her.

“You know me, Jeremy, it’s not that simple for me. I’m trying to get some things straight first, or at least wait until another Joe comes along.” Jasmine smiled at me with the smile I hated the most. It was the one that melted my heart.

I turned to Susan and kissed her with every ounce of love I could dig up from under my prevailing lust. I wanted her to rescue me from myself. Instead, Susan smiled like she was totally okay with everything. I felt my heart race and a fire burning on my face.

I whispered in her ear, “Are you really okay with this? Jasmine—”Susan placed her finger to my lips and smiled.

I guess I should have asked, can I fuck Jasmine, if I really wanted to get her to disagree. The sad truth was, every second that had passed since Jasmine told me her plan, my desire had increased. Not only that, but also the strange excitement from the thought of being secretly watched was building. I couldn’t reconcile what was going on in my mind, but my crotch was entirely on board with the twisted plan.

Susan smiled and kissed me on the lips. “I want to watch. It’s my turn.”

Jasmine smiled wildly as her knees separated, revealing a glimpse of her gorgeous pussy. Her legs closed quickly, and she rose to her feet. She leaned across me and kissed Susan on the mouth. The two girls shared tongues for ten seconds. When they broke off, Jasmine spoke barely at a whisper, “Are you sure it’s okay with you? I promise.”

Jesselyn and Jeremy didn’t even seem to notice the utterly inappropriate tongue swapping. Jasmine smiled and headed toward her room. I didn’t know what the promise was, but it was clear from Susan’s response that my girlfriend had just fed me to the lion. My eyes pleaded with her again, giving her one last chance to change her mind. But she kissed me with as much love as usual.

When something seems too good to be true, my mother would say while shaking her head. This was one of those somethings, and her words would probably prove true, but I had to serve my balls, and they said, “Do it.”

I left the room after a few minutes, headed in the opposite direction Jasmine had gone. “I’ll be back.”

I went out the other side of the kitchen and cut through the dining room. That took me to the hallway out of the view from the living room. I slipped into Jasmine’s room like I was really trying to hide something. The truth was, I had all the nervous anticipation I had before I knew my girlfriend wanted me to do this. It would complicate my life even more, so maybe I wouldn’t go through with it?

Jasmine’s back was to me as I entered. I closed the door partially behind me. Her silky robe ended six inches below her ass. That same fire I felt earlier rushed back through my body and mind. “Hey, sis, what are you doing?” I hadn’t planned my words, and as strange as Sis was, who would care?

Jasmine acted surprised, “Well, if it isn’t my little brother sneaking a peek at his big sister.” Jasmine’s words gave me a bizarre chill. I didn’t know if I had played into her role-playing or if I had set it in motion. I certainly didn’t care once Jasmine turned around.

Her robe was tied at the waist, but only the belt covered her belly. The actual robe was parted several inches and revealed a red lace bra and panties. My dick surged at the sneak peek I got before Jasmine acted like she was trying to hide herself. “You naughty boy, you saw my panties.”

Every feeling of lust I had ever had and more were suddenly upon me. I couldn’t think straight, like the day I nervously stood over Mrs. Davis. I shifted my waistband and allowed the top of my cock to stick out of my shorts. I stepped toward Jasmine, unsure how this would play out, but I wanted to give her a chance to direct her fantasy.

Jasmine pointed with one hand and held the other to her forehead. “Oh my. Look how swollen your thing is. Did I make that happen?”

Even with all my recent drama practice, I had no idea what to do with this role. Jasmine’s short robe gave me a view of her forward leg almost to her crotch. Her smooth tan thigh was driving me wild. I wanted to eat my way from her sexy toes to her mouth-watering pussy. I wanted to shove my face in until I made her cover it with a gallon of her cum.