It's been a month since she met Lucas that night at the club, and she hadn't stopped seeing him. The problem was, she hasn't been able to really discuss it with Keith. Her heart would begin to pound every time she wanted to bring it up, to ask him why he even wanted her to have a relationship with another guy (they'd never discuss an open relationship before!), but she didn't know what to say to him to sound like she wasn't trying to guilt trip him or make him feel weird. That was another thing, it seemed like he was interested in what she was doing with Lucas when they met up at shady motels, but he never asked her what they were doing exactly, like he found it hard to communicate as well. Did he even want her to continue? The question was too hard to ask. And so she did... thinking that that was what he wanted her to do, that it was something that turned him on tremendously. If Keith simply told her one day to end things she would do it without any hesitation. The sex was great, but her love for Keith trumped anything else, and she knew that Lucas wasn't a very good guy. She hated him somewhat for doing this to her. She wondered many times how many other women he just grabbed at the club and claimed as his own.
Keith, on the other hand, was having a difficult time as well. He couldn't help but enjoy it, and had wondered over and over where this had come from, if he had always wanted to be cuckolded by a bigger and larger man. He was interested in knowing the details of what they were doing, but he couldn't get himself to ask. He didn't know if it would break his heart, or worse, make him feel so much pleasure he would get rock hard in front of Stephanie, and she would realize what a true creep he was. That was another thing. What if the sex was so good compared to their own that she just decided to leave him one day? Decide that his dick was too small and would never be able to satisfy her? What if she actually fell in love with Lucas for something more than that? That was another reason why he couldn't ask, why he stared at her with worry as she walked back, smiling at him with a smile not meeting her eyes. He didn't know what they talked about or if they even talked to each other during their meetings. What if they cuddled after just like they did in their relationship? It would shatter him into pieces.
He had considered telling her to just end things and for things to just go back to normal, but he was worried that she would resent him and realize that she actually needed Lucas to fuck her all the time. It was horrible.
They were lounging together on a Saturday afternoon with Stephanie wearing her usual pyjamas, a long black dress that flowed down her body and laced with little details. She didn't bother to wear a bra at home, and was leaning against Keith's body as she sighed, enjoying the show and the quiet of the house. They had finally finished cleaning, so they would have the rest of the weekend to just enjoy each other's company, which is something she's really needed recently. They were both startled by a knock on the door, and Stephanie furrowed her eyebrows, wondering if they had ordered some kind of delivery they forgot about. Keith looked at her, shrugged and got up. She followed him, though held a cushion against her chest to hide her nipples, making sure they weren't visible for the person at the door.
Keith opened it to reveal Lucas, standing there grinning at them. "Lucas... um..." Keith said, feeling incredibly awkward.
Stephanie, now startled, walked forwards, looking at him. "Ah, Lucas. What are you doing here?" She asked, confused.
"I brought a friend." He said. He moved aside to show a boy who looked almost exactly like him, a mini-me that was shorter with some acne on his face. He wasn't nearly as big as Lucas muscle wise, and had many years to go to be as close to his brother. He could be described as scrawny at best.
The couple stared at him with confused looks, not sure what was going on at all. How had Lucas even gotten their address? "This is my little brother, Matt. Parents are out of town and I have plans this weekend. I need you to watch him."
"I..." Stephanie furrowed her eyebrows again. "What? Can't you ask someone else? This is really sudden, and I don't really know anything about you." Keith stared at her, then back at the brothers, nodding his agreement.
"I don't have anyone else to help unfortunately." Lucas said, showing a little bit of his life to them. The couple seemed to melt in front of him, feeling bad for rejecting someone that clearly needed help from them.
Keith pulled Stephanie into the room while saying, "One second." When he made sure the brothers wouldn't be able to hear them, he looked at her and said: "Just for a weekend, he doesn't' seem too bad."
"I..." She nodded, though was heavily disappointed by the fact that she had expected to be alone with Keith and remedy their own relationship somewhat. "Okay, I love that you're such a good person." He pulled her into an embrace, and she sniffed him, inhaling his scent before he let her go.
She followed him out to the door again, and they opened it to reveal almost identical twins, only different in their body shapes. "Okay, we can take care of him for the weekend. Anything we need to know?" He asked, scratching the back of his head uncomfortably.
"Nah. He's just an annoying teenager. Treat him like he's a fill in for me, treat him how you'd treat me and you'll have fun. If he tells me you've treated him badly, I'll stop fucking Stephanie, and I'm sure both of you don't want that." He winked, and the couple both flushed scarlet, realizing the teenager beside him knew their relation with him. "Besides, Matt would make your life a living hell, he's quite the demon. Even I can't control him sometimes. Alright, have fun you three!" He waved goodbye, and headed into his car, ignoring any of their responses as he did. He grinned to himself in the car before backing out.
Stephanie stared at the little Matt, who entered the house like he owned the place. "Where do I put my stuff?" He asked, like he was already bored. Keith cleared his throat and took him upstairs to the guest bedroom, and walked down a few minutes later to give him some private space. He looked at Stephanie with worry.
"Does he mean what I think he meant?" He gulped.
Stephanie shook her head. "That's so wrong... there's no way he wanted me to fuck his brother."
Keith breathed out a sigh of relief. "Okay, I thought so, too. This relationship is fucked up, but I didn't think it was that fucked up."
She nodded, and hugged him again, needing the comfort of his body against hers. Matt came down a few minutes later, giving them an amused expression. "So, what are we doing? I'm already bored."
Stephanie tried to put on her bravest smile. "We're watching a movie right now, would you like to watch with us?" He rolled his eyes but went to the couch, sprawling across it as he stared at the screen. Stephanie and Keith tentatively followed, and sat across from him, both unable to pay attention to the screen.
