Steph was miserable in her marriage. We were distant cousins, but met when I was a kid and she was a college student and stayed close all these years.
As I got older, she was the cousin I’d run to with girl problems. Steph was the one who told me to jerk off before having sex for the first time so I could last a little longer.
When things in her marriage got tough, she confided in me, telling me she hadn’t gotten laid in over three years and slept in a different room from her husband. They only stayed together for their kid. She was looking for a guy she could trust to have an affair with — someone who wouldn’t tell.
“Don’t you miss sex?” I asked her one day when we got coffee.
“Oh my god, yes,” she laughed. “So much. I was such a hoe back then! Ohmygod okay listen to this story. I’m right out of college and this guy proposes to me. I said yes, but then decided, eh, maybe not. I had to discover myself, so I did one of those overseas charities where you build houses or whatever for poor kids. There were these three Italian men. Gorgeous. So beautiful. And I liked each of them, so. Oh, oh my god, nevermind. This is so not an okay story to tell you. You’re family!”
“What?!” I shouted. “No way. You can’t end there. C’mon, don’t be a tease.”
“Oh, well, I’ve never been called a tease before because I always deliver,” Stephanie said doing the tongue in her cheek blowjob motion.
“All right. So it’s late one night in Ecuador. We’ve all showered and we’re all in our PJs, but it’s August, so it’s like 10,000 degrees and so I’m wearing booty shorts and a see through tank top. The Italians came into my room, and well, we started fooling around. I basically moved from one guy to the next. That’s it.”
“That’s it? Wow, way to be open with the details.”
“One guy fucked my ass. One guy fucked my pussy. One fucked my mouth. All at the same time. Happy?”
“I … uh … need to … use the rest room.”
Stephanie laughed and then said, “Ew gross, we’re family.”
“Like, 4th cousins or something. I mean, we’re as related as I am to that waiter over there. Literally.”
“You think?” Stephanie said.
“Yeah, it’s stupid to call us cousins. We’re so distant we’re probably not even considered family.”
“Well,” Stephanie said. “In that case, maybe you’re the guy I’m looking to fuck.”
“Huh?” I asked.
“You’re technically my cousin, so if the word got out that we slept together, it wouldn’t just ruin me, but it’d ruin you, too. And I’ve basically trained you on how to be the perfect fuck. Remember when you called me and asked why your girlfriend didn’t get off when you fingered her? HAHAH! So? What do you say?”
“I mean, I’ve always thought you were hot. So … yeah, sure.”
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