Waiting on the couch, I tried not to strain my ears for signs of Jess entering the living area. She was likely taking her time getting dressed. I certainly would have been if she had caught me jacking off in the shower. That's if she is coming out. I wouldn't have been surprised if she remained in her room until dinner, but I had a feeling she wouldn't. Jess wasn't the type of person to avoid awkwardness. She would meet it head on, even if in her own time.

Deciding to put a movie on, hoping it would ease the awkward tension a little, I made my self comfortable with a bowel of popcorn. Trying to focus on the movie, I failed epically in getting Jess out of my head. All I could see was her- climaxing loudly in front of me. It's was like a bad song, stuck in my head on repeat. Jesus fucking Christ. This was going to keep me awake at night for months to come.

I finally heard her, silently padding into the living room. Resisting the urge to turn and look at her, I kept my back to her and pretended to be focused on the movie. There was a pause in her footsteps, until they headed to the kitchen. The fridge was opened, along with a cupboard, alerting me she was probably getting some junk food. I was proven right when she crept over to the couch, pausing for a few moments as if she didn't know where to sit. She eventually sat beside me, as if pretending nothing was wrong.

Seeing a hand offering a can of pepsi, I finally looked at her. Immediately regretting it, I could only stare at the fingers wrapped around the can. Those fingers had been inside her, only minutes ago. I wonder if they still taste like her. Slowly taking the can from her, I resisted the urge to grab her wrist. To bring those fingers to my mouth and see how they tasted. I didn't realise how dark my eyes must have been until I met Jess's startled gaze. I briefly wondered if she could see the desire in my eyes. Can she see how much I want her right now?

She flushed, blood creeping into her cheeks and down her throat. My eyes followed her blush, unable to resist. Her normal sleep attire had never seemed so seductive. It was just her usual tank top and shorts, but all I could see was the skin beneath. I could see how she looked in that shower. My dirty eyes noticed her breasts, taking in how hard her nipples were. They were a light pink, as I recalled from the shower. The colour matched her lips, in the same way her blond locks matched the tuft of curls between her legs.

The baby monitor was weighing her waist band down, drawing my attention to the exposed skin. I wanted to lick that skin, wanted to taste every inch. The drying ends of her hair brushed over her exposed skin every few seconds, leaving me to wonder what she would do if I grabbed a handful of her hair and kissed her. Forcing myself to pull my gaze back to the movie, I tried not to focus on the sound of her breathing, or the exposed legs I could see in the corner of my eye. I could easily imagine those legs wrapped around my waist while I fucked her, all slim and smooth.

Jess didn't say anything for most of the movie- ironically the sequal of the one we had watched the night we met. She just sat there, drinking her Pepsi and grabbing popcorn every so often- from the bowel I had conveniently placed on my lap, to hide a little issue. I was harder than fucking stone. Everytime she reached into the bowel, it pushed down on me a little. I felt like I was ready to explode. All it would take was a few strokes and I would be coming.

The temptation to grab her and show her exactly what I thought of her little show was itching at me, demanding I fuck her right here on the couch. I now knew she would be a screamer, too. I had come home earlier than expected and been able to hear her from the kitchen. Barely, but I had heard her. I just didn't realise what she was doing. I didn't realise she was finger fucking herself, not until I rushed in there thinking she was hurt.

She had orgasmed right in front of me, making sounds that we're going to haunt me. It was like a real life wet dream one that I wanted to see more of. Or participate.

Instead, we sat in an awkward silence and pretended to watch the movie. Usually, at this point, I would have had my head on her lap. Instead, I was trying to ignore a raging hard on. Jess eventually broke the silence, cracking first. Her hair was loose, still drying. It only reminded me of how she looked in that shower. All wet and wild, passion heating her eyes. Fuck. The image was so overwhelming I almost didn't hear Jess.

"I'm sorry" I glanced at her, slightly confused by her random apology.

"What for?" Then it hit me. She was sorry for being caught in the shower. For touching herself in the shower.

"For doing...that in your shower" I shook my head, taking in her flushed face. Careful not to spill the bowel of popcorn, I shifted to face her better. Bending my knee in the couch, I pretended not to notice that it grazed her bare thigh, or how she jolted at the contact.

"Don't be sorry for that. Never. It's not like I don't do it in there" I probably shouldn't have said that, judging from how red her face went. I watched her swallow, becoming fascinated with the curve of her throat. My eyes moved down for a second, focusing on her chest again. I could see the tops of her breasts, along with the soft curve beneath. The image of her bare chest came back to my head, those nipples taunting me. Feeling my balls tighten, I knew I needed to shut that thought down.

"Shit. This is so awkward" she buried her face in her hands, groaning. I could tell she was just thinking about how she would explain this to my sister. Chuckling, I wrapped and arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer, hoping to get rid of the awkwardness surrounding us. She's adorable when she's embarrassed.

"Don't worry about it. Now, let's actually watch this movie. I think it's pretty good" she didn't fight me, shuffling closer and bringing her much smaller arms around my waist. The feel of her hands on me was enough to make my erection borderline painful. I wasn't going to survive this kind of torture much longer. Death by arrousal.

Once the movie ended, I waited until Jess was out of the room- to check on Lucy- before heading to the bathroom. Getting in the shower, I listened for anyone near the door. Jess had returned to the living room, putting a different movie on. Positive she wasn't within in ear shot, I finally caved and wrapped my hand around my pulsing dick.

I was still hard enough to impale stone. Or Jess, preferably. Focusing on being silent while I stroked myself, the image of Jess with her fingers inside herself- only hours earlier- played over and over again in my head. Right here, where I was standing. I didn't take long to come, thoughts of Jess pushing me over the edge quickly. Emptying my balls all over the shower floor, I exhaled roughly and braced my hands against the tiles.

I wanted to fuck Jess against those tiles.

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"When did they say you had to start with this thing?" I stabbed a piece of chicken, shoving it in my mouth with a groan. I had always said I wouldn't be one of those men who expected the woman to cook- but I was shit in the kitchen, and Jess wasn't. Plus, she looked so sexy cooking, her hips swaying and that tight ass shaking to the radio. Then there was the excuse to get close to her, especially when she was too short to reach something. I had definitely been taking advantage of that, unnecessarily pressing against her when grabbing something from the top shelf. It was like some perverted enjoyment.

"I don't have to do it. It's just highly recommended I give it a try. For respite and all that. I mean, it'll be free for me. I've got funding from a couple services. It's just that they don't cater for parents sleeping over. Lucy doesn't handle being left behind" I nodded, watching her give Lucy a taste of the chicken juice. She loved it, arms waving and gurgling for more. I grinned, watching them. Jess's food was probably getting cold.

"What happens if you refuse?"

"I might burn out or something. Plus, it would raise concerns with social workers and stuff. I'll have to try work around it" I nodded, tapping her arm and pointing to her food. She grinned, sheepish, and started eating her dinner one handed.

"How'd it go today?" I shoved more chicken in my mouth, waiting for her to finish chewing.

"Good. I taught a few people how Lucy likes being looked after. She loved having new faces around. And other kids. This place usually has all the kids together, so she'll be able to get some interaction there- which is great" she was focusing on Lucy again, abandoning her meal.

Reaching across, I stabbed a piece of her chicken and teased her lips with it. Eyes twinkling, she bit it off. I was hard again, just from that. There was something so sensual about the way she had done it, watching me with her sky-blue eyes. Then again, everything she did seemed sensual to me.

"Maybe they'll make an exception and let you sleep there" she nodded, biting her lip. Lucy coughed, Jess automatically moving and suctioning everything out. I kept eating, reaching across and stabbing another piece of her chicken. I knew it was only going to end with me hiding a hard on, but it was worth it. Especially when she laughed, grinning at me and biting it off. My eyes went to her mouth, just for a second. Jess didn't notice, becoming distracted by Lucy's giggles.

"You think it's funny to see me feeding your Mummy, do you?" Leaning over, I ruffled her curls and tapped her on the nose. She gargled, making some sounds and reaching for my hand. I didn't miss how my shoulder had to press against Jess, pretending not to notice how I brushed past her chest in the process. I'm a sick man.

I continued feeding Jess, forgetting my own food. This was so much more fun. She laughed, eating it and continuing to tend to Lucy. She gave her a PEG feed, taking advantage of Lucy's fascination with my captured hand. Getting to her last chunk of chicken, I waited until she finished Lucy's feed and closed her PEG. Before she could stand, I stopped her.

"You haven't finished your dinner" she glanced at me, laughing. I almost just fed the last piece to her, but changed my mind at the last minute. Throwing her a cheeky grin, I brought the price of chicken to my mouth. I didn't eat it, clamping between my teeth instead. I barely had it, allowing most of it to stick out. Wiggling my eye brows at Jess, I waited to see what she would do.

She laughed again, shaking her head in amusement. Eyes twinkling, she leaned foreword slowly. I waited, watching her intently. Then she was there, eyes meeting mine while she took the chicken from my mouth. Her lips barely touched mine, but it sent a jolt through me. I released the chicken, watching her chew it and swallow with dark eyes. I wanted to kiss her, any fear of pressuring her be damned.

A key slid into the key hole, making me freeze. Rather than grabbing her and kissing her, I leaned back and continued eating my chicken. Lucy got upset about my hand being taken away, so I gave it back. Marie came bouncing in, earrings jangling. She didn't act like there was tension in the air, but I knew she had felt it. You would have to be stupid not to. Even if she wasn't aware of me catching Jess into shower, the other day, she was certainly aware that I couldn't seem to take my eyes of Jess's ass. She had even told me as much, the other day at the hospital.

Jess stood, brushing against me as she went to the sink. My eyes followed her, watching her capable hands deftly clean Lucy's feeding equipment and leave everything to dry on a paper towel. She easily conversed with Marie, discussing the children's nursing home Lucy was going to be going to in a few days. I finished my food before playing with Lucy, eventually pulling her out of her chair and holding her.

She was getting cranky with the chair, a tantrum coming on. I made sure none of her tubes were pulling, gently bouncing her a little. She slowly settled down, falling asleep against my chest. Jess and Marie moved around, eventually sitting beside me. Jess somehow wound up against my side, one hand over Lucy and the other coming around my back to spread over my ribs.

I was content to stay like that forever, surrounded by people I loved.