Jeni had gotten home from Chris’s to find her parents home. She snuck upstairs to avoid seeing them – she was a total mess, and it would probably be obvious what from – and immediately hopped in the shower.
After that, she’d gotten dressed, including Bobby’s oversized sweatshirt, and went downstairs. Her parents were in the kitchen, talking and doing laundry.
Soon Bobby came home and his father told him to change clothes for Sunday dinner and bring his clothesbasket to the laundry room. When he’d done that they went out to an early dinner.
Bobby was being especially quiet, but she supposed she was too. They kept throwing each other significant glances – questioning at first, then knowing, then flirting. It was hard not to look at her little brother and still see the goofy kid he’d been yesterday. Now he was a goofy kid with a king-size package who had gotten her off in a big way earlier.
The weird thing was, even though this morning Jeni would have said she’d only messed with Bobby because he was the only one with a cock that big, and now she knew Chris, she still was having a lot of thoughts about Bobby.