That summer and fall were one of the best times of my life. Before it turned into one of the worst winters.
First, all my dreams came true, and then all my nightmares did.
But, that's for later.
I worked a little at the coffee shop, just a few hours a week, but it was something.
Cait had a job too, and she was working a lot more hours than I was, so we didn't get to hang out as much as I had hoped we would, but I stayed at their place anyway because then, at least, we spent the evenings and the nights together. When Cait's mom and dad were both home, we were a bit careful, but when it was just us and Cait's mom, we kinda acted more like we were together because Cait's mom knew and we knew that she knew.
Maybe her dad did too, but Cait still felt that was a bit awkward. But when it was just her mom, we could sit and hold each other and cuddle in front of the TV for example, or even kiss sometimes, and we didn't even pretend to be sleeping in separate rooms.
And Cait's dad was away a lot that summer and her mom missed him a lot, I could tell. She didn't work as much as before, because, as she said, people tend to cope better with their issues in the summer.
And so, a lot of the time, I was there alone with her.
And sometimes it was just me there.
They had a pool and a sauna, and those days, when Cait and her mom both left for work in the morning, and I had the whole day by the pool by myself, were so nice, but what I wanted to do more was try all the stuff aunt Beth had in the closet in their room.
But I couldn't find the key. I looked everywhere, and one day when I was especially horny, I even thought about breaking it open.
I didn't do it, of course.
I used Cait's vibrator a lot, but it really wasn't enough, even though it was great. I think it was just knowing about all those other things that I knew were there but couldn't get to, that made Cait's toy just kinda insufficient.
And I felt like a desperate drug addict when I was going through their room and all their stuff, looking for the key or maybe something they had forgotten to put back in the closet, with my pussy aching and soaking wet.
In their bathroom, I found Cait's dad's shaving brush, and it didn't have the right shape or anything, and there were other things there that would have been better, but that wasn't really the point.
The point was that it was his, and I took it with me to their bedroom and lay down on the bed. I was already naked, and I brushed my skin with it all over, my face and my tits and my thighs, and then I spread my legs wide and brushed my pussy with it, and it was just perfect, and I even put it in me, and then I turned it around and put the handle in and I fucked myself with it and rubbed my clit until I came.
I went and put it back on the shelf in the bathroom, and at first, I turned the tap on to wash it off, but then I turned it off again and just didn't do it and I put it back as it was.
Then there was this other time when I put one of his boxer shorts on, and I walked around the house wearing only that and just getting more and more turned on, and I went to Cait's room and took her vibrator and put it inside the boxers and gripped it between my thighs and I took a picture of myself with it and sent it to Cait.
She didn't answer right away, so I lay down on her bed and masturbated with it, and after two or three orgasms I went upstairs to her parent's bedroom and I did it on their bed too, and I rubbed myself through the boxers and I took another picture and sent it to Cait.
When I was done, and I took his boxers off, I didn't really know what to do with them because I couldn't put them back in the dresser after all that, and I couldn't put them with the laundry because he hadn't been there for days, and so I hid them in Cait's room, and then Cait texted me; 'You're a freak and a pervert and you're so fucking hot and I love you!'
When she came home that day and we went to bed, we had sex, and I wore her dad's boxer shorts and she licked my pussy through them.
Cait's mom caught me one day too, and when it happened I got this weird déjà vu feeling, and I think maybe I have like a vague memory that she caught me before, or maybe she caught Cait and me both when we were little, but I can't be sure.