Amber quietly opened the door to let herself in. Her feet hurt so bad she could barely make it inside. The kitchen was dark and empty. It was nearly midnight, and she was late getting home from work. It had been a long night at the restaurant, and it had taken forever to close. When she had gotten done cleaning up, Gary, the new assistant manager, delayed her further. She’d been hooking up with him in the break room on the nights she closed. He was having marital problems and needed a quick fuck and Amber enjoyed the casual sex. It relieved her tensions from the day and made him easier to get along with. In fact, he did more of the work to close the store.
Amber pulled her hairband out of her ponytail and shook her head. Her long dark hair fell free around her shoulders. She grabbed a water bottle from the fridge and drank it down. The chilled water made her feel refreshed. She sat down at the table and sighed with relief. She pulled her shoes off and rubbed her sore feet. All her muscles were sore. Eight hours on her feet serving people was not easy, an then she had ended the night bent over the break table as Gary pounded his cock into her pussy. She smiled at the sensual recollection.
Amber heard something move behind her and she glanced over her shoulder. She caught a glimpse of her cousin, Cliff. “Hey.” She smiled at him. He was tall, dark, and handsome as ever.
“Hey. Did I scare you?” He was leaning against the kitchen’s door jam.
“No. I just didn’t expect to see you there. It’s late.”
“It’s not that late. But a long night for you, huh?” He walked toward her. His gorgeous blue eyes gleamed in the low lighting. They reminded her a lot of her own. They both had dark hair that made their bright blue eyes stand out. His gaze traveled from her head to her toes.
Amber sighed and nodded. “Yes, way too long. I really need a different job.” She watched him approach the kitchen table. His tall, muscular frame moved with ease. He was in his early twenties, and they had lived together for eight years, since she was ten years old. In many ways, he was like a brother to her. She had moved in with her aunt’s family when her mother had decided she wanted to see the world.
Amber watched him closely. Recently, he had been acting differently toward her. She’d catch him just watching her. His long stares confused her.
Amber was a late bloomer, but within the last year, she’d blossomed like a rose. Her body developed full breasts and lovely feminine curves. Suddenly men were constantly hitting on her. When it had first happened, it had taken her by surprise. She liked her new power over men. A smile or the sway of her hips had them lining up to gain her attention. She’d learned to display her beauty, but she’d never flirted with Cliff. At times, she’d wanted to, but he was her cousin.
“Is Aunt Di at work?” Amber asked.
“Yep, she has an overnight shift at the hospital.” He sat down at the table with her. His knee bumped her leg. It seemed almost deliberate. Cliff was dressed in tight Levi jeans and a muscle shirt. His shirt really emphasized his strong well shaped arms. It took everything Amber had to look away.
“Where’s Uncle Ray?”
“He’s at his mother’s house tonight. She wasn’t feeling well.”
“That’s too bad. So, it’s just you and me here tonight?”
“No, Ken and Chip are in the family room. We’ve been watching movies. I think they’re going to crash on the sofas tonight.” He studied her with his beautiful gaze.
“Do you work tomorrow?” she asked.
“Nope, construction is closed down on Sundays.” He drank down the last of his bottle of beer.
“I don’t work either. It’s my day off.” She rested her elbows on the table. “I’m so happy to be off. I just need some time at home before I start up my college classes. Isn’t Ken going home to his wife?”
“No, she’s visiting her parents. They had an argument and she left. He’s all upset.”
“That’s too bad, but I’m not surprised. Gayle’s a spoiled bitch.” Amber grinned. “They should have never gotten married. She’s way too young. I don’t like her.”
“I can tell.” He winked. “But I would agree.” He nodded. “Are you still seeing Joel?” He leaned back in the chair.
“No. I broke up with him a month ago. He was too clingy.” Amber ran her fingers through her hair. Cliff watched her closely. She admired the beautiful Celtic tattoo bands that wrapped his biceps. The physical labor he did every day for his work made him a perfect specimen of masculinity. “Why do you ask?”
“Just curious.” He shrugged. “What happened between you two?”
“I just decided I didn’t want to have a boyfriend. I like dating different guys, for now. I’m only nineteen and a little freedom’s nice.”
“I understand.” He nodded. “Mom and Dad think you’re still innocent. But I know you like to fuck around.” He smiled.
“You think you know about me?”
“I do.” He leaned toward her and looked her in the eyes.
“I admit that’s true. I know you do too. You’re always with a new girl.”
“True.” He nodded. “I don’t deny it.”
“I like freedom to experience things and new men.” She pushed back her chair and stood up. “I’m going to go change my clothes.”
“I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable?” He touched her arm before she walked away. His touch sent a surge of energy through her. She looked down at his hand on her arm. He had large hands and it was warm. Heat rushed through her, like he had ignited a fire deep inside of her. “I didn’t mean to offend you.” He stood up too. He was very close to her. She could feel the heat of his body. “You know, I care about you, Amber.”
“You didn’t offend me.” She shook her head. “I’m just not going to feel guilty for being sexual.”
“Don’t be. I want you to be guilt free.” He grinned. “I’m not my parents and they don’t know anything. They think you’re still a virgin.”
“That ship sailed years ago. If they think that."
“I know. You can play the part very well. I just am more in the know about your activities, so to speak. Guys talk.” He grinned. His eyes sparkled with mischief. “I know some of the guys you’ve hooked up with. Don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me.”
She tilted her head and looked at him. “Okay, thanks.” She couldn’t help but admire how cute he was with his bangs hanging down on his forehead. “I think your parents would kick me out if they thought I was like my mother.”
“Are you?”
“In some ways. I like men.” She nodded. “I know premarital sex goes against the rules of this house. I’m supposed to be a virgin until I marry.” She rolled her eyes. "The truth is, I like being a slut."
“In today’s world, they’re unrealistic to think you'd still be a virgin. But you can’t convince my mom of that.” He shrugged. “I fuck around all the time and have since I was sixteen.”
“Your parents are just too strict. But they have different standards for girls.”
“You mean my mother is too strict.” He chuckled. “My dad is more realistic. He really doesn’t care. He just agrees with her.”
“But don’t tell him what you know about me. He’ll tell your mom.”
“I won’t.” He touched her hair and played with one of the curls. “You don’t have to worry, honey.” The way he looked at her sent another jolt of electricity through her. “I would never hurt you and I certainly don’t want you to be kicked out.”
She cleared her throat. “Okay, well goodnight.” She pulled away from him and headed for the kitchen door. He followed her out of the kitchen. The house was dark except the light from the large television in the family room.
“Hey Amber.” Ken waved. He was relaxing back on the sofa.
“Hey guys. I’m sorry you and your wife are arguing.” Amber walked closer to where they were stretched out on two sofas. Cliff was close behind her.
“We’re always arguing.” He shrugged.
“What are you guys watching?”
“Just some old movies,” Chip answered. “Why don’t you watch with us,” he suggested. “We’d love your company. Ken’s sad his wife’s a bitch.” He glanced at Ken. “He needs a woman to cheer him up.”
“It’s late.” Amber sighed. “I’ve had a long night already.”
“Your company would be uplifting,” Cliff added.
“For sure. And in truth, we’ve been watching porn. Do you like porn?” Chip asked.
Amber realized he was just trying to shock her.
“Yes, I love porn. I was going to watch some in my room to help me fall asleep,” she replied, to shock him.
“Well damn, girl.” Chip got up and walked toward her. “Watch it with us. It’s always better in mixed company and we can fool around too.”
“Cliff’s my cousin.” She glanced around at Cliff.
“So.” Chip shrugged. “Be kissin’ cousins and all.” He grinned.
Cliff just watched her. He was standing unnecessarily close to her.
“Not tonight.” She shook her head.”
“Okay, some other night.” Chip winked.
Cliff still said nothing.
“I’m going to go to bed.”
“Well, you’re always welcome to spend time with us,” Cliff told her.
“I’m not really going to watch porn in my room either. I need to sleep. Goodnight, boys.” She turned and moved past Cliff. When she went past him, he softly bumped her with his body. He had done that too on purpose. She ignored him and made her way up the stairs to her room.
When she reached her room, she hurried inside and shut her door. She took in a shaky breath. “What was that about?” Her uncertain emotions made her feel dazed. She leaned against the door and replayed what had just transpired downstairs. It had been surprising and surreal. Especially, Cliff’s behavior.
She flipped the switch on the wall and turned on the lamp. The room filled with a warm glow. Amber gazed at herself in the mirror over her dresser. For several moments she studied her reflection. What’s happening to me? She mentally questioned herself. When she blossomed into adulthood her personality had changed too. Gone was the timid girl who only quietly had sex with her steady boyfriends. That girl had sex because she thought she cared about the boys. Now she fucked for the sheer pleasure of it.
Amber stood up straight and turned around to examine her reflection in the mirror. She was sexy in her tight jeans and snug t-shirt. It was obvious why men came on to her. She oozed sensuality. It was fun being a siren, beckoning men to her side. Her power over men was exhilarating and she embraced it fully.
“I’m a bad girl.” She chuckled as she admired how her long dark hair fell beautifully around her heart shaped face. It hung down her back like a silk curtain. Her dark hair in contrast with her blue eyes was an exotic combination. It was something she shared with Cliff. They truly looked more like siblings than cousins.
Her pussy throbbed as she remembered what she had done with Gary earlier that night. He’d fucked her good with his long, thick cock. They’d fucked twice, once before they cleaned and once before he walked her to her car. Unfortunately, she was still horny. She blamed it on her rampant promiscuity. She’d been going to too many parties and allowing guys to run train on her. She’d fucked ten guys at the last party she attended. The more she indulged the more she loved fucking. She also loved fucking married men. It gave her a naughty thrill, especially if she knew their wives. “I’m a thrill seeker.”
Her blood pounded in her veins as she thought about the many men, she’d been with in the last seven months. She’d been sexually active since she turned sixteen, but when she turned eighteen all her inhibitions fell away.
