Kinky Confessions

“You’re going to make me say it, aren’t you? I think you enjoy humiliating me.”

“There’s nothing humiliating about telling me what you want.”

“I know.” She pretended to glare anyway. “Okay, here goes.” She took a deep breath and looked me in the eye. “Will you please take me to bed and do naughty things? With your penis and fingers and tongue. And… anything else you want to do.”

My eyebrows rose at the last. “Oh? You have something in mind?”

“Maybe… tie me to the bed?”

“You’re a kinky little thing, aren’t you?”

“I am for you.”

“In that case, I’d love to.”

Several days later, Christy woke me in the middle of the night. It was still dark outside, hours before my internal alarm usually went off. I was lying on my back with her by my side. She had one leg over mine and was massaging my hard-on.

“Tha’ feels nice,” I mumbled.

“I couldn’t sleep, so I decided you shouldn’t either. Sorry. Except I’m not. I couldn’t stop thinking. About something you said.”

“Uh-oh. Gonna be one of those conversations? All right, gimme a sec. I’ll try to wake up. In the meantime, you wanna—?”

“Yes, please.” She pushed the covers out of the way and made a beeline for my cock. She started sucking without her usual foreplay.

I chuckled. “Been thinkin’ ’bout that for a while?”

She nodded and hummed, “Mmm hmm,” without releasing her lip-lock.

I woke up slowly as she worked me over. She wasn’t in the mood for an extra-long blowjob, so I came after about ten minutes. She swallowed and then rested her head on my stomach as I caught my breath.

“Ready to talk now?” I said at last.

“I… I think so.”

“Sounds serious.”

“It isn’t,” she lied. “It’s just something I was wondering about.”

I decided not to call her on it. “Oh? What?”

“Nothing, really. Only, you said Erin was part of the swinger group.”

“She is. What about it?”

“So… she’s slept with Leah and Mark?”

“Of course. You were there. Before Christmas. But lots of other times too.”

“What about with Wren and Trip?”

“Them too. Over the summer.”

“But… you’ve never actually seen her do it.”

I must’ve been still half-asleep, because I didn’t realize how much I was about to give away. “Having sex? Of course I’ve seen her. Plenty of times.”

My eyes snapped open and I fought down a wave of panic. Then I waited. I felt a mixture of relief and dread when Christy laughed softly. She hadn’t run away, but she was still holding the Hughes Lie Detector.

“He just got the message that you’re scared.”

“He’s a treacherous organ,” I said with a touch of genuine resentment.

“That’s what you said.” After a long pause she continued, “If I let him go,

will you tell me anyway?”

“To thine own girlfriend be true?” I said. “So now you’re using that against me?”

She started to say something but then thought better of it. “I was going to,” she admitted, “but now I’m not so sure.”

“I’ll tell you anything you want to know… if you think you’re ready for it.”

“That isn’t going to work this time. I’m a lot more comfortable with who I am these days. I don’t know if I ‘found’ myself or you found me and showed me the truth, but either way, I’m not the same as I was back then.”

She released my limp manhood and rolled to her back.

I felt another spike of panic but realized she was just giving herself room to think.

“I… want to know,” she said at last. “I think I need to.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“Then you need to ask. Sorry, you can’t just hint about this one.”

“Ugh! You’re so infuriating sometimes!” In spite of her tone, she scooted up and nestled alongside me. She rested her head on my chest and slid her leg over mine, exactly how we’d begun this little tête-à-tête. “I want to know,”

she said slowly, deliberately, “about Erin… and you.”

My heart immediately tried to leap out of my chest, but I controlled it and my breathing. Christy must have felt it, because she reassured me with a hand on my chest.

“Before I tell you,” I said when I could speak without a tremor, “this is one of those things I’ve never told anyone. Leah probably suspects most of it, but we’ve never talked about it.”

“Like me and most of my secrets,” Christy said.

“Exactly. Up to now, I’ve told you things other people know. This is different. This is really private.”

“Like me and most of my secrets,” she repeated. Pointedly.

“Yeah, I kinda deserved that.”

“You did.”

I took a deep breath and found an island of calm. “I can do this,” I said, only half joking. “I’m fearless.”

She knew I wasn’t mocking her, so she didn’t say anything.

“Okay, here goes,” I said at last. “Yes, I’ve seen Erin have sex. And yes, I

like it. She likes watching me too.”

“What’s it like?” Christy said immediately. “Was it weird?”

“Maybe the first time, but I don’t really remember. I mean, she used to be my bratty little sister, skinny and annoying, a kid. But—”

“Not now.”

“Not for several years,” I agreed. “Now she’s—”

“A woman.”

“Mmm hmm. And—”

“Really sexy.”

I glanced at Christy in the dark. She was reading my mind.

“Do you ever think about… you know?” she asked.

“What do you think?”

“I… don’t know.”