I had to tell her, she knew anyway.”
“How could she know?”
“She just did. He needed to see that ass, uncovered and close up. That was hot! He parted his legs enough to feel his dick under the towel. Darlene’s fingernails dragged from his shoulders down to the towel. He parted his legs enough to feel his dick under the towel. Even if it was Becky he’d still be embarrassed. “I’m not finished,” she said with a wagging index finger. “She told me…talked me into it.”
The idea of his sister knowing, wanting him to fuck Darlene made his lust surge into a new dimension of depravity. Becky is the only person I’ve told. The UPS guy or a kid from the neighborhood could walk back there. She had never wanted sex so bad. “Oh, my, is that what I think it is?” She stepped back. “Look, I did it too, but I didn’t want to be a copycat, so I did it different.”
Deana stared.
