~This is the second installment of the A Weekend with Cassy and picks up where we last left Jake and Cassy. A weekend would never be enough with so much life and love to share. Once again I tip my hat to "The Crazy One" for his dedicated assistance and unselfish desire to inspire the creativity within me~
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Chapter Eight
Monday 2AM
"...I can't sleep."
Cassy clamped her hand over my mouth without waiting for a reply and added in a continued whisper, "Don't scream." Causing me to nearly do the opposite.
"Jesus Cass -- you scared the shit out of me." I whispered back forcibly through her fingers. She giggled, wiggled out of her nightie, and slid into my bed.
"Can't sleep either huh?" She asked, as I melted against her warm body. I shook my head side to side in answer. "Oooh, you're not hard." She added, after sneaking one hand into my boxers. I grinned, certain she had a pout on her lips.
"Cassy you're pushing this -- real hard." I replied softly, listening to her disappointed groan.
"Maybe." She whined. "But, it's exciting -- right?"
It was my turn to groan. In part because she wasn't easy to say no to; and partly because of my certainty nothing would dissuade her.
She escaladed the situation, sliding a second, warm, hand into my boxers and I gathered the mental strength for one last attempt, feeling defeat almost before I began.
"When can I meet them?"
"Meet who, Jake?" She asked, switching hand tactics. I started to grow.
"You know -- Glen and Alexis. Do they know about us?" I replied quivering and letting a single soft moan escape my lips.
"No not yet, I mean it just happened for us - how could they? I'll see her tomorrow." Cassy whispered. "I'll tell her about us and see if she wants to meet up later -- if I can stay for awhile." I could almost make out the grin on her face.
Cass wasn't really into the conversation. I jammed my face into a pillow when she slipped one hand around my testicles, stifling a scream. "Seems like you might want me to stay from what I can feel." She whispered again and then giggled.
"Yes -- stay, I want you to Cass." I mumbled, enjoying her newest attention and my defeat.
In an instant she was on top of me, fumbling to open the curtain. "God, it's like the first time all over again. How 'bout some light this time?"
Nothing I could have said would have made any difference. The street light cast a soft yellow-white glow into my room, turning Cassy's naked body a ghostly color. No ghost was ever so lively -- or beautiful! Smiling down, her teeth gleamed in the light.
"Why all the sudden interest Jake?" She asked absently, in a low soft tone, as she rose up and bent one leg at the knee. A little fumbling, a couple of grunts and a soft groan later, Cassy's soft, warm, fingers had my erect penis where she wanted it and she eased down.
"Oh my God -- better than the first time!" She squealed out, forcing me to cover her mouth.
"Shhhh!" I whispered out through gritted teeth.
Cassy went silent and we made love -- slowly, deeply and intensely. It was another step into our incestuous relationship, deepening the bond between us.
At four-thirty AM, I prodded her awake and gave her a kiss. "Cass, you gotta go." I whispered tenderly. Getting her to leave my bed was one of the hardest things I'd done in a long, long, time. I'd have given anything to wake up with her soft body next to mine.
While Cassy yawned and stretched on the edge of my bed, I finally found the nightie she came in with and helped her into it. Sleepy faced and stumbling I sent her across the hall to her room.
Moments later I was back in my bed -- alone and lonely. After a time, I fell back to sleep and woke to the alarm, groaning in displeasure. I began to hate Mondays.
Cassy arrived at the breakfast table, vibrant and alert. Dad had already gone and mom was sipping on the last of her coffee, ready to head out for work.
"Morning!" Cassy announced happily, giving mom a brief kiss on the cheek.
"My, we're in a good mood today. Something special happen I should know about?" Mom asked but, gave ME a curious look, for God's sake, like I should know! I shrugged my shoulders ignoring the happy-happy routine from Cass.
"Nope just slept really good last night and I feel great." Cassy replied, grabbing bread to toast. In the process, she managed to give me one of those looks again. I blushed and dropped my head.
"Well good honey -- look I gotta take off, don't forget..."
"We know -- lock up the house." Cassy and I answered together and laughed. Mom delivered one of her patented looks and walked away. When the front door slammed shut, Cassy ran to my side and bent to kiss me good morning -- in a not so sisterly way.
"Jesus Jake my pussy felt so good this morning I wanted to just scream. Leave your door unlocked again tonight."
"I will -- if, you remembered what we talked about last night."
"Already called her, she's picking me up and wants to meet you. You game?" Cassy replied, as she turned to retrieve her toast. She shot me a quick glance, looking for any reaction. She didn't get one.
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Chapter Nine