Her family celebrated Christmas like they always did. Jasmine invited Daniel. Julian invited Cassie.
After Christmas, Daniel sat down on the couch with Jasmine.
“I’ve been thinking. I know that we haven’t been together that long but I really care about you. I was wondering if you’d like to move in together?” he asked.
Daniel paused, seeming to want his words to sink in.
Jasmine took a deep breath.
“Can I think on it?” she asked.
“Sure.” Daniel said, sounding a bit disappointed.
“Thanks.” Jasmine said, hugging him.
“You’re welcome. I hope you decide to.” He said, patting her back.
Jasmine knew she should feel excited. He was moving a little quickly though. Maybe that’s how I can turn him down she thought.
“You’re such a sweetheart for asking.” Jasmine purred, kissing his cheek.
“Thanks.” Daniel said, smiling.
“I really care about you too.” Jasmine said.
My heart just doesn’t skip like it does with Julian she thought. Then hated herself for it.
“I know. Thank you.” Daniel said.
“Don’t thank me.” Jasmine said, feeling extremely guilty.
“I just did.” Daniel said warmly.
“I think I’m going to go to bed soon if that’s okay.” Jasmine said awkwardly.
“That’s fine. It is getting late.” Daniel said.
“Goodnight.” Jasmine said, hugging Daniel again.
He hugged her back. “Night baby.”
They kissed and then he left.
Jasmine’s mind raced. I can’t believe that he really just asked me that. I do like him and it would be a way to get my mind off of Julian. I can’t use Daniel like that though. Well it’s not really using him. It’s just moving on. I still can’t do it. Can I? Oh well, I don’t have to decide tonight she finally decided.
Jasmine tossed and turned all night despite knowing she didn’t have to know yet. She couldn’t get the pros and cons off her mind. Finally, at dawn, she got some sleep.
At noon, Jasmine got up and went down stairs.
“Hey sweetie. You don’t look like you feel so good. Are you okay?” Leann asked.
“Yeah I’m fine. Daniel just asked me to move in together last night.” Jasmine said, dreading her mother’s reaction.
“That seems a little soon.” Leann remarked.
“I know. I told him I’m not sure.” Jasmine said.
“I’m sure you’ll think on it a lot, and come to the right decision.” Leann said.
Jasmine nodded, surprised.
“I’ve got to get back to work. Are you sure you’re okay?” Leann asked.
Jasmine nodded again.
Leann left.
Mom must know I don’t really want to live with Daniel. I mean I do. I mean no I don’t. I can’t tell him that though. Can I? I just have to give it more thought she told herself.
Julian came down stairs. He barely looked at her before going into the kitchen. Jasmine sighed. She wasn’t sure she could take him ignoring her on top of all this. Jasmine really didn’t have a choice in that though.
Jasmine got dressed and went outside. It was really cold. She wondered what to do for New Year’s. Maybe if I plan something I’ll feel better she thought. Jasmine just had no idea what to do. She spent the day trying to figure it out.
Jasmine’s friends Victoria, Laine, and Jessica came over later on.
“I feel like I’ve barely seen you. What’s been going on? Cassie told me that she’s with Julian now.” Jessica said.
“Yeah. No idea why.” Jasmine said, rolling her eyes.
Jessica laughed. “Cassie showed me a picture. He’s really hot now. Who knew?”
“He’s not hot now.” Jasmine snapped.
“Woah what’s your deal?” Jessica asked.
“Is there really something wrong?” Laine asked, concerned.
“I don’t even know how to say it.” Jasmine mumbled, putting her head in her hands.
“You can tell us.” Laine said, putting her hand on Jasmine’s shoulder.
“Daniel asked me to move in together.” Jasmine said.
“That’s great news!” Jessica exclaimed.
“That’s not all.” Jasmine mumbled.
“What is it?” Laine asked.
“I think I kind of like someone else.” Jasmine mumbled.
“Like who?” Victoria squealed.
“You don’t even want to know.” Jasmine said.
“I know who it is. Cassie said you’ve been mean toward her since she’s started hanging out with Julian so it’s got to be Julian.” Jessica said.
Jasmine’s mouth dropped open. She’d had no idea that Jessica was that perspective.
“Is it true?” Laine asked, checking Jasmine’s face for a reaction.
Jasmine nodded.
“That’s kind of weird.” Victoria commented.
“It’s not weird. It’s not like he’s her real brother. Does he know?” Jessica asked.
Jasmine nodded. “We’ve been hooking up.”
Jessica’s jaw dropped. “Have you told Cassie?”
“No, it’s over. I can’t do it anymore. Victoria’s right.” Jasmine said in defeat.
“No she isn’t. If you like each other you should go for it.” Jessica insisted.
“Don’t be hasty. Let her decide.” Laine said.
“I’ve already decided. Seeing Julian is out.” Jasmine said.
She wished it didn’t hurt so much to say that.
“It will be okay.” Laine said.
“How?” Jasmine asked.
“It just will be I promise.” Laine said.
“I just wish that our parents weren’t married. Then all of this would make sense.” Jasmine complained.
“Just try taking that out of the equation. Do what you want. No one has to know.” Jessica advised.
Jasmine groaned. “You sound like Julian.”
“I think he’s on to something. Don’t you?” Jessica asked.
Jasmine shrugged. Maybe she’s right. I should lay it out on the line and tell him how I feel Jasmine thought.
When Jasmine’s friends left, she knocked on Julian’s door. He opened it.
“I get it Jazz. You still don’t want anything to do with me.” He said coldly.
“That’s not true though.” Jasmine admitted, dropping her gaze.
“I really like you. I always have even though you’ve always been kind of a bitch. I’m sorry I came on so strong.” Julian said.
“I liked that you did.” Jasmine said, blushing.
Julian smiled. “I guess it doesn’t matter. Leann said you’re talking about leaving.”
“I don’t think I should move in with Daniel. I’m not even sure I should be with him anymore.” Jasmine said.
“Why?” Julian asked.
“I like you too.” Jasmine whispered.
Julian pulled Jasmine into his room and kissed her. She kissed back. The very moves almost took her breath away. Julian tugged at her shirt. Jasmine raised her arms. Julian pulled Jasmine’s shirt off.
“Julian, what are you doing?” a voice asked from behind them.
Jasmine spun around, stepping away from Julian. There stood Cassie.
“I guess I know why you don’t want me hooking up with him. You want to be.” Cassie said.
Jasmine nodded.
“I cannot believe you.” Cassie said, walking away.
Jasmine trembled. “Are you going to go after her?”
Julian shook his head. “I like Cassie, but not as much as I like you.”
Jasmine swallowed. “She’s my friend. I should probably go after her.”
Julian nodded. “I understand.”
Jasmine ran outside to find Cassie in her car, trying desperately to put her key in the ignition. She ran over.
“Cass wait!” Jasmine yelled.
Cassie looked up and t
hen slid the key in the ignition before driving away. Jasmine’s heart sank. This can’t be good. She could tell Daniel. Of course I deserve that. I should have been honest with everyone from the start. I guess I’ll tell Daniel Jasmine decided.
Jasmine went outside and called Daniel. She asked him to come over. He agreed. Jasmine knew that she was going to break his heart but she couldn’t help it. She had to do this.
Daniel came over about thirty minutes later. Jasmine let him in.
“I guess we’re going to talk about what Cassie called me and said.” Daniel said, sadly.
Jasmine sighed. “I guess we should.”
“Is it true?” Daniel asked, searching her face.
Jasmine nodded.
“How could you do that to me?” Daniel snapped.
“I don’t know. I didn’t mean to!” Jasmine said, desperately.
“I guess that’s why you didn’t act like you wanted to move in with me.” He said.
Jasmine nodded.
Daniel sighed. “I guess all we can do is break up.”
Sadness churned in Jasmine. She wished she could go back in time and keep Daniel from getting hurt. Either way someone was bound to though.
“I guess so.” Jasmine said weakly.
“I love you Jasmine. I’m sorry it happened this way.” He said, kissing the top of her head.
“I’m sorry too Daniel.” Jasmine whispered.
Daniel nodded. “Bye Jasmine.”
He left. Jasmine felt like her heart could break.
Julian came downstairs.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
Jasmine nodded. “Trying to be.”
Julian held his arms out. Jasmine ran up and hugged him. He hugged her back, running his hands down and spanking her ass. Jasmine looked up and kissed him. He kissed back.
Let’s go to your bedroom.” She whispered, against his mouth.
He picked her up and carried her to his room. Julian laid her tenderly on his bed. Jasmine reached up and pulled him down on top of her. Julian started to pull her shirt off. Jasmine pulled his off in turn. They kissed again. Julian’s hands moved to her pants. Jasmine reciprocated. Julian kissed down to her neck before he pulled her pants off.
Jasmine pulled him into another kiss as Julian unclasped her bra. Julian kissed down to her chest as the bra slid off her chest. Jasmine moaned as Julian took her left nipple in his mouth. Then moved to the right nipple. Then back again. He squeezed her tits. Jasmine moaned.
Julian moved down and kissed her stomach. Jasmine spread her legs eagerly. Julian moved up, putting his cock in her face.
“Suck.” He ordered.
Jasmine grabbed his cock and stroked it before sliding it in her mouth. Julian groaned as she sucked it harder.
“Done.” He said, slipping his cock out of her mouth.
Jasmine stared up at Julian. He moved down and slid a finger in and out of her. Jasmine breathed heavily. Julian leaned down and kissed her neck as he slid another finger in and out of her. Jasmine moaned against his kisses. Julian moved his fingers deeper and faster. Jasmine dug her nails into his back.
Julian slowly replaced his fingers with his cock. Jasmine spread her legs a bit wider. Julian started to grind his cock slowly in and out of her. Jasmine clutched his back. Julian moved faster and deeper in and out of Jasmine. Jasmine moaned. Julian bit her neck as he had sex with her. Jasmine closed her eyes and gave in to the feelings of ecstasy swirling through her. Julian moved deeper and deeper until he was grunting with joy. Jasmine smiled feeling the sensations that meant he was about to cum. Julian pulled out and came on her chest. Jasmine grinned.
Julian moved off of her. “That was really fun.”
Jasmine nodded numbly.
“Was it okay?” he asked.
“It was.” She said.
Julian smiled. “Good.”
“So what does this mean?” Jasmine asked.
“Does it have to mean anything?” Julian asked.
Jasmine sighed. “It kind of does.”
Julian ran his hand through his hair. “Okay. You know I really like you.”
Jasmine blushed. “I like you too.”
“Do you want to start dating?” Julian asked.
“I’m not sure. I think so but we can’t tell anyone.” Jasmine said, looking at the bed.
“I feel the same way. I’m glad you do.” Julian said.
They kissed.
“I just remembered a few of my friends kind of know.” Jasmine said, blushing.
“It’s fine as long as most people don’t.” Julian assured her.
“Good.” She said, snuggling against him.
“When do you go back to the army?” Jasmine asked.
“In February. I know it’s kind of soon.” He said.
“It’s okay. I’ll be fine here waiting.” Jasmine said.
“I was kind of hoping you’d just come to base.” He said.
“I don’t think we’re ready for that yet.” Jasmine teased.
“True.” Julian said, smiling.
“We’ll just have to spend all the time together we can before you leave.” She said.
“Agreed.” Julian said.
The next little over a month flew by. Jasmine and Julian spent every moment they could together. Leann and Jimmy were very glad for that. Jasmine and Julian often laughed at how their parents had no clue. Jasmine was glad they didn’t though. Most of their friends figured it out before Julian ever left for the army. They made some jokes, but they didn’t care. Jasmine and Julian had never acted like step-brother and step-sister. They had a good thing going. Jasmine didn’t think it’d get messed up.
The End
An Emotional Easter
Chapter One
Ariana pranced around the house banging pots and pans together, wearing nothing but her furry pink robe and matching lacey pantie bra combination. Her bright blonde hair bounced up and down on her shoulders with every step that she took.
“It’s Easter Sunday, bitches! Rise and shine!” She yelled from the bottom of the winding wooden stairs that led to the 2nd floor of the mansion they called home.
Screams from the three occupied bedrooms belted down the hall. The slapping patter of bare feet against hard wood echoed throughout the house. The vibrating sounds of multiple sex toys accompanied the yells as all four girls started their preparation for the night ahead.
“I can’t find my bunny suit!” Vicky nervously remarked, searching feverously for her costume. Clothes littered her floor as she ransacked her closet in a desperate search for key piece in her favorite role playing session of the year.
All four of the ladies worked for billionaire playboy, Timothy Sutton. He owned half of downtown Dallas, and flaunted the bachelor tag associated with his name. Timothy had managed to escape through 63 years of life without ever getting married, or having children. His businesses were his life, and the girls were his escape. He paid them each an equal annual salary of $120,000 to do monotonous things around the house. Such as; cleaning, grocery shopping, cooking, and staying fit in their own private facility located in the mansion’s basement. They were living a life that any girl in her 20s would kill for. Timothy was never home, so the girls almost always had the place to themselves. The only catch, all four were under a binding contract with Timothy, sexually.
He kept a diverse portfolio to satisfy all of his fetishes. Ashley was a rail thin Brunette, with dark hunter green eyes. Vicky was the loud mouth of the group, and had jet black hair so silky and sleek you could almost see your reflection in it. She was also the bustiest of the four. Ariana was the blonde, and had a butt so round you could rest a sock on it. Jenny was the quietest of the girls, and was there for her unique red hair and freckles.
The on call hours were 24/7, 365 days of the year. If your name was called, then you were to quickly adorn your body in perfume and lingerie, and head directly to Timothy’s room. If any “Funboy” girl was caught performing sexual acts with another man, t
hen she was immediately fired and replaced. Since most of the girls were not educated past a High School degree, they all obeyed the biggest rule of the house.
That was, until Easter. Timothy’s family was very religious. Every year he would travel back to his hometown of Little Rock, Arkansas to spend the first weekend in April with his parents and two sisters. The girls were free to go wherever they pleased for the holiday as well. But with the perks of Easter Sunday in the Funboy House, an exodus was a rarity.
Timothy paid four male strippers (different men every year) to occupy the girls on this special day. This was the one day of the entire year that the women were allowed to be with another man, and they took healthy advantage of it. Sleeping with Timothy was fine for all of them, and jealous rages were very uncommon. An understood mindset filled every one of their motivations. This was a job, not a relationship. However, it is difficult for a man well past his prime to completely fulfill the needs of young vixens with the energy level of kittens. Easter gave them a day to let loose, and met their cravings of a wild night without the threat of a hip being popped loose. Timothy had bad hips.
There were a few rules Timothy implemented, that the girls had to abide by. First, was that cameras were to be installed in every room. HD quality, not the low budget grainy security cameras that you would find at a local gas station. If the girls were going to have fun, then Timothy was going to have a little fun himself when he returned home to scan the footage. Sometimes, when Timothy got back from Arkansas, he would sit in his room for full days at a time watching every moment of the girls’ previous day’s work. Second, the girls were to dress up in pink bunny costumes, and have their own Easter egg hunt throughout the house. The male strippers would hide the eggs, and each time a girl found one they were to be rewarded with a sexual act of their choosing.
“I’ve got your damn bunny suit, Vicky.” Ashley yelled across the hall. “Lord knows I could not fill this thing out.”
“Jealousy. Pure, tongue in cheek, jealousy.” Vicky prodded, snatching the costume off a hanger in Ashley’s closet. “The world can only handle one rack like this.” She shimmied her chest, making her bra-less boobs jiggle around like a bowl of gelatin.
“You may have the chest, but there is not one sorry soul in this county that can compete with my bubble-licious buns.” Ariana quipped as she made her way up the steps to join the girls in their preparations.
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