CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Cassandra
MY PARENTS REQUESTED a sleepover with James. It was close to Christmas and they wanted a little time with him before the holidays. After we picked James up from Michael’s house, we took him over to my parents. We were going to pick James up on Sunday, but they insisted on bringing him home. So instead of having Sunday dinner at my parents’ house, we were having it here.
Ryan and I went out Saturday night with his friends and then slept in Sunday morning. It didn’t happen often, so I took advantage and slept until eight the next morning. Ryan woke me up with his head between my legs and for once I wasn’t worried about James walking in. After several morning orgasms, I took Ryan in the shower and showed him exactly how much I appreciated his morning wake up call.
It had started to snow outside, so I took a book and sat in my favorite chair by the fire. Ryan sat across from me on the couch and I really did try to concentrate, but every time I started reading, I felt his eyes on me. I would look up and see him staring at me with smoldering eyes that instantly made my panties wet. Setting my book aside, I got up to walk to the window and cool my body down. If I kept looking at him, my body might combust in a ball of flames. As I looked out the window, I started to wonder why I was over here trying to cool down when he obviously wanted me as much as I wanted him.
Before I got the chance to turn around and go to him, his body pressed up against mine. He pressed me up against the tall windows and spread my hands out against the glass. The cold seeped through my bra and pebbled my nipples in seconds. The sensation of having his heat at my back and the cold down my front was almost painful.
“Trying to get away from me?” he whispered as he nipped at my ear.
“No.”
“So, you came over here to look at the scenery?” His teeth grazed my neck as his hands trailed lightly down my body. My hips jerked in response, but only pushed further into the cold glass. He pulled my shirt over my head and took off my bra, then placed my hands back on the cold glass. My nipples tightened painfully at the cool glass.
“I guess this morning wasn’t enough for me. You were sitting in that chair doing nothing special, but my cock still hardened for you.” He slowly undid my jeans and started sliding them down my legs, taking my panties with them. “All it takes is seeing you and I need to be inside that tight pussy. I’ll never get enough of you.”
I stepped out of my jeans and shuddered when his fingers glided up my legs to the apex of my thighs. Instead of touching my folds, he pushed my legs wider.
“I love looking at your beautiful pussy.” I felt the air shift as he sniffed. “I love the smell of your arousal. There’s nothing sexier than seeing and smelling how much you want me. I feel like a fucking animal when you’re around. I just want to mount you and take you from behind.”
Tingles ran down my spine as he blew out a hot breath on my pussy. I was throbbing with need, waiting for him to touch me. My spine was stiff from my pussy clenching over and over.
“Touch me. Please, just touch me,” I begged.
He ran his fingers lightly through my juices. “Do you want my fingers to rub your sweet pussy?” Then his tongue just barely grazed my over sensitized skin making me pulse forward into the window. “Or do you want my tongue licking up your pussy juices?”
My heart was hammering in my chest. I didn’t care at this point, I just needed him to do something. He continued to barely touch me and drive me insane until I lost it.
“Just touch me, goddamnit! Finger fuck me. Suck on my pussy. I don’t care what, but you’d better do something to me now. Just do something!” I yelled partly in frustration and partly anger for him making me wait.
The man laughed at me. He fucking laughed. I was about to turn around and tell him to fuck off, but he stood and pressed himself against my back again. His fingers spread my ass cheeks and slid through my folds. He pumped his fingers in and out of me as my clit rubbed against the window. The cold was too much to take and I wasn’t sure what would happen first, it would freeze off or I would come from the amazing orgasm I was about to have.
“Oh God. Oh God. Yes!” He pumped his fingers faster and faster and then pulled out and pressed his slick fingers against my nub. I clenched my muscles and tried to pull my legs together, but he shoved his leg between them to hold them open. My orgasm carried on and on with me not able to dull the vibrations he was sending through me.
Just as I was coming down, I heard his zipper slide down and moments later, he thrust inside me. He fucked me hard against the glass. My breasts were pushed painfully against the cold, but it heightened everything I felt with his heat at my back. The angle was different than I was used to, but every time I thought maybe I didn’t like this position, he touched me, licked me, kissed me in some way to make me forget everything but what he was doing to my body.
His hands slid to my hips and he lifted me back and up so that he could fuck me harder. My hands slipped against the glass as I tried to keep myself upright with his brutal assault on my body. The moans that tore from my throat sounded animalistic. When he massaged my clit, I took off like a rocket and exploded all over his dick. My body clamped around his cock and I felt him struggling to push through my tightening muscles.
“Fuck. Oh fuck, Cassie. You’re strangling my cock.” His thrusts became jerky and he thrust deep inside me one last time before pressing his body completely against mine, pushing me fully against the glass. My breath fogged the glass in front of me and when he pulled me back, I could see smears all over the window and even streaks of my juices from being pressed against the glass.
“Oh my gosh. Look at the-”
“Mom! I’m home!” James called from the front of the house. Ryan threw me to the floor and covered me with his body. I could feel myself flushing bright red.
“Oh shit. I hope my son didn’t just see me naked.” I covered my face to try to conceal my embarrassment. Ryan pressed his lips to the side of my face and then whispered so only I could hear him.
“I’m gonna grab a blanket for you and get dressed really quick. I’ll distract them while you got get dressed.”
I nodded as snuck around the corner of the chair that was concealing us to grab a blanket. He came back quickly and turned bright red.
“I think your mom just saw me. She looked away, but I’m pretty sure she saw me naked.”
“Oh God, this is so embarrassing.” I said as I quickly wrapped the blanket around myself. Ryan quickly pulled on his pants and then his shirt. He stuffed my clothes in my hands and then got up and headed for the kitchen.
“Cal. Jane. I didn’t realize you were coming over so early. Cassie’s just getting out of the bath.”
I peeked out from around the chair and saw that he was blocking as much of the entry to the kitchen as he could. I got up and tiptoed toward the bedroom, but I didn’t miss the raised eyebrow my mother shot me. Luckily, Dad had his back turned and James was getting something out of the cabinet. I had just about made it out of the living room when James turned and ran out of the kitchen. I dropped like a sack of potatoes to the floor. Ryan tried to grab his arm, but was too late.
“I gotta show Grandpa my new paintball gun!” He darted for the stairs, but stopped when he saw me laying on the ground.
“Mom? What are you doing on the floor?”
“I..uh..I’m looking for some laundry that I dropped earlier.” I held out my pile of clothes. “Here it is!”
“Why are you in a blanket? Are you cold?”
“Yep.” I nodded furiously. Please, God, just go upstairs. “Why don’t you grab that paintball gun and show Grandpa? I’ll be right there.”
“Oh yeah!” He turned and ran up the stairs while I quickly ran to my bedroom, hoping that my father didn’t turn around and see me. I dressed quickly and when I felt like I’d regained my composure, I walked into the kitchen as if nothing had happened.
“Cassie, girl. We were wondering if you’d fallen in. Ryan said you were taking a bath.”
“No you weren’t. I just saw you in the living room on the floor. Why’d you take off your blanket? Are you not cold anymore?” James asked.
“Nope. I’m all warm now.”
I walked over to the fridge to start collecting food in the hopes that I could hide my reaction from my dad. Mom walked up behind me and started taking stuff from me.
“Next time we’ll call. I didn’t realize you and Ryan were quite so..adventurous.” My face flamed. This was not a conversation I wanted to have with my mother. Ryan, James, and Dad walked out of the kitchen, leaving my mother and I to prepare dinner.
“Sorry, Mom. If I’d known you were on your way over, we never would have..” I waved my hand toward the living room. “In there.”
She rolled her eyes at me and laughed. “Sweetie, you make it sound like sex is a bad thing. You do realize that your father and I have sex, too?”
I covered my ears and almost gagged. “Mom, please! I don’t need to know what you and Dad do.”
“Oh, please. We’re all adults. Not that I need to know specifics, but it’s nothing to be ashamed about. Your father and I prefer the bed to the hard floor, but then we are older and not quite as limber as we used to be.”
I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to block out everything she had just said. It didn’t work. Now images of my mom and dad were creeping into my brain and freaking me out.
“Can we drop this? I really don’t want to talk about this anymore.”
She continued as if I hadn’t said a word.
“Although, I must say, you did good with Ryan. He’s very good looking. I got a great peek at his-”
“Mom! Stop! I don’t want to know what you saw or what you think of it.”
“I was just going to say that you’re very lucky. Very.” She winked and started gathering the vegetables to cut. I whimpered and looked at the ceiling.
“Why?” I asked no one in particular, hoping that there was some way to turn back the clocks and have this whole thing never happen. Maybe I could find out if the whole time turner thing from Harry Potter was something that actually existed.
“Why don’t I go see if Dad wants anything to drink?”
I headed out to the living room only to stop dead in my tracks. Dad had just licked his thumb and was rubbing at something on the window. The same window that Ryan had just fucked me against. Eyes wide and mouth gaping, I ran over to him and practically tackled him to the ground.
“Dad! What are you doing?” I shrieked.
“Cassie, girl. Everything alright?”
“Fine. I’m fine, but what were you doing?”
“There was something on the window. I was trying to get it off.”
My stomach revolted at the thought of my dad touching my juices that were stuck to the window. A shudder ran down my spine as I now associated my orgasm with my father. Gross.
“Everything okay, Cassie?” Ryan asked as he walked up behind me. I vaguely nodded, shuddering again and again.
“You had something on your window and I was wiping it off when Cassie started flipping out.” I looked over at Ryan who looked particularly pale.
“Uh, thanks for pointing it out. I’ll clean it off right away. You just.. Stay..sit..over there.” He pointed to the couch. “Away from the window.”
My dad raised an eyebrow as Ryan walked away, so I tried to distract him.
“Dad, I don’t remember how to make that drink you like. What was it again?”
“Bourbon?”
“Right. Why don’t you show me how to make it.”
“Cassie, you just pour it in the glass. It’s pretty simple.”
I laughed nervously as I saw Ryan walk back in with windex and a rag.
“Still, I’m sure there’s a wrong way to pour it.”
Dad looked at me strangely but followed me to the kitchen.
Later, after dinner was finished and I had finally calmed down from my near panic attack, we all sat down in the living room for an after dinner drink while James filled us in on what was new in school. I was just taking a drink when James suddenly stopped and looked over at the chair.
“Mom, you forgot some of your laundry.” He held up my underwear that must have been flung aside when Ryan undressed me. I choked on my wine and spit out what little was still in my throat. Ryan quickly grabbed them from James while Dad looked at me in confusion. Mom was bright red and fanning herself.
“Thank you, James.” I choked out.
“Well, I think that means it’s time for us to go,” Mom said as she stood. “I think we’ve all had enough surprises for one day.”
“Cassie, you okay? You’re turning red.” My dad was so oblivious to the situation and I was glad for that. If he knew what he had wiped off the window with his finger, he would be just as mortified as I was.
“Just a little warm. It must be the wine.”
“Well, it’s been good seeing you.” He wrapped me in a hug and walked for the door.
“Ryan, it was good to see you again.” Mom headed for the door, then turned back. “Hopefully next time I won’t see quite so much of you.” She laughed and followed my dad outside.
“She saw me?” Ryan was bright red and pulling at the neck of his shirt.
“Yes. Let’s just say she’s very appreciative of your body.”
Ryan groaned and swallowed back the rest of his drink.
“I’m never going to be able to look at her again.”
“I’m sure by the time James is in high school it’ll be just another funny story,” I chuckled, though I didn’t really feel that way either. After tonight, I was more than sure that we would never have sex again if it wasn’t behind a locked door.