"Wake up Ethan, it's late."
"Hey, Sophie."
"Someone pulled my duvet over us."
My blood ran cold and I shot up onto my elbows like the mattress was on fire. Immediately awake, I searched around for someone that might still be in my bedroom. My step-brother reached up lazily, massaging my shoulder while yawning, completely indifferent in the face of our impending exposure.
"It was me silly. I woke up, used your toilet and when I returned, you felt cold, so I pulled the duvet up over us."
"Shit Ethan, I thought it was Mom."
I fell back onto my bed, lightheaded and relieved.
"Nope. I'll have to make tracks though because Mom's not so worried about bursting in on me as she is with you and if my bed and room are empty she'll knock here first."
"Go... go, and we'll leave in an hour."
"Okay, Sophie but be dressed for the club."
"We're not going, remember?"
"Mom and Dad don't know that and if we don't at least look like we are going, they'll get suspicious."
"Good point."
Ethan rolled out of my arms. I didn't want to let him go, but he was right in that our ruse wouldn't work if we didn't leave soon.
A buzz surged through my body. It felt like satisfaction mixed with a sense of excitement and awakening. A new dawn was breaking for both of us.
After my boyfriend snuck out, I showered alone, shaving everything carefully to make sure a naked leg wouldn't betray me by rubbing like sandpaper across my lover. Taking my trusty razor to a light, fluffy pubic bush was another first for me.
I was very careful around my swollen pussy lips and it was hard to resist the temptation not to rub one out, but I wanted to save my libido for Ethan who would get a lovely surprise the next time he offered me tongue.
I knocked on Ethan's bedroom door at 8 pm carrying a rucksack and small leather hold-all. He grinned on opening his door and dragged me just inside his room for a quick, passionate kiss then followed me into the hallway where we casually held hands.
It seemed like a natural thing to do, but I knew our continued casual approach to this new love would land us in hot water, so I gently disentangled our fingers
"You can do that as much as you like later on."
"Do what sweetie?"
I spun around in terror and felt sure Mom would see right through me, but she faced the other way, bending down into a store cupboard.
"Dancing the Charleston Mom. It's been a while since we had a good time at the club."
