I was trying to avoid getting in between Daniel and Cindy. I wanted them to learn from each other now and me being there wasn't going to allow for that. Daniel kept asking me to join in again and Cindy was persistent. She was brazen in both her actions and her words. I would still go out with her for dinner or drinks from time to time. I had started putting these activities off as well and every time the night ended with her putting her hands on my body; sometimes those hands would venture up my skirt and it took all the willpower I had not to give in to her.
Daniel had made an excuse that I had fallen on hard times and moved in with him to stave off the growing questions as to why I always seemed to be around or my things were always at the house. This led to Cindy asking more questions about our relationship. I had become afraid that she would figure out who I really was and that there would be problems. I kept trying to distance myself more but neither my son or his girlfriend would allow it.
I walked into the house one night after a date and saw Cindy sitting on the couch. I knew Daniel was at work and he had been gone awhile since I had met my date straight from my job.
"Hi Amy."
"Hi Cindy. Where's Daniel?"
She giggled, "you know he went to work."
I nodded but said nothing.
"I thought I would stick around and hang out with you for a while. Where have you been?"
I walked into the kitchen and poured a large glass of wine; I could tell I was going to need it. I offered some to Cindy and she got her own glass.
"I was on a date."
"Did you fuck him?"
I laughed and shook my head, "no it was a first date. I never fuck on the first one most of the time." I winked at her.
Cindy followed me back in the living room and I sat in the chair avoiding the couch and Cindy's roaming hands. Cindy came and sat at my feet. I closed my eyes and sighed, taking a big drink from my wine glass.
"So tell me about the date. How did you like him?"
"It was fine. He's a nice man."
"Boyfriend material?"
I laughed, "I don't really have boyfriends. I like to keep options available."
"I bet you do."
I thought that was an odd statement and didn't know how to reply so I took another drink feeling the wine warm my body.
"So I have a question."
"Ask away."
Cindy's hand came to my calf and started rubbing. I looked down at her but decided not to move her hand quite yet.
"Since you live with Daniel now, do you guys fuck when I'm not here?"
Her hand slid up my leg and now her fingers played on my inner thigh. I sighed both from wanting to fuck her and not wanting to at the same time.
"Would you be angry if we did?"
"No, I think it's super hot considering."
My heart jumped at her words but I had no time to think quickly. Her hand moved higher and deftly found my clit. I moaned and tried to pull my hips back at the same time. Her fingers followed with me. I managed to say, "considering what?" Before another moan escaped me.
Cindy moved quickly. She yanked off my shirt and shirt in a matter of seconds. Her body now between my legs, pressed against mine. Her fingers slid in and out of me as her lips came to my ear.
"You two are related."
My eyes snapped open and locked with hers as her thumb pressed against my throbbing clit.
"I got bored waiting for you to come home and I went into the kitchen to find something to eat and drink. I saw your mail. You have the same last name."
She moved her thumb in slow circles as her fingers continued to work inside of me. My breath quickened and my hips ground down on her hand; my body showing my want more than my surprise.
