Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

No Fuck Boundaries: 15

Vi was struggling a bit at work. Most of her job as a bouncer was just paying attention to everything so that she could intervene in the relatively rare cases of trouble. She wasn't unaware of the dancers and their routines, and did enjoy watching them a bit in the course of her duty, but they weren't typically a major distraction.

Then Cait had flirted with her, just a little bit, and all of a sudden Vi found herself incredibly distractable. She didn't like it. Cait would come on stage, do her pole routine, take her clothes off, and Vi would find herself sucked in for far too long just watching. It hadn't resulted in anything bad yet, but it was kind of cutting into her sense of professionalism.

It was really annoying that it was all Vi's own fault too. It wasn't like anyone was forcing her to watch any of the girls strip, and she'd never had a problem with focus before. It wasn't even the first time she'd been hit on at work--typically by a too-drunk patron, sometimes one of the strippers--but it was the first time her composure had suffered for it.

"You broke me, you know," Vi said as Cait passed by after her turn on the pole, now clothed again, for certain values of clothed.

Cait stopped and gave her a bemused smile. "Hello to you too. That's an odd way to greet someone."

"I'm supposed to be impartial and all-seeing, and you've kinda fucked with that."

"Who, me?" Cait asked, batting her eyes.

"Yeah you."

"Maybe you liiike me."

"I like boys."

"So you've said." Cait brushed her platinum-blonde hair back over her shoulder. "Honestly Vi, you make me a little curious, and kind of interested in trying new things, but if you go to pieces over a single kiss on the cheek, you might have deeper problems."

"... are you just messing with me?"

"Absolutely not. Only people I string along are the ones paying me to feign interest for

a while. Which is to say, while I'm doing my job."

"That's awfully cynical."

Cait shook her head. "No, it's just what it is. And I don't mind it. The job's pretty fun most of the time, and it keeps me fit. You get the occasional painful customer, but honestly I've worked retail and it's got nothing on that hell."

"Oh sure." Vi sighed. "I might have issues, huh?"

"You might. Hard to say. Diagnosing that stuff is not really my field, but... I could always take your mind off your troubles for a bit. Either professionally or otherwise."

"See, you gotta stop saying things like that and winking at me."

Cait laughed and turned away. "Oh, Vi. I wish I knew you were this easy to fluster, I would have been doing it for months."

Vi folded her arms and refreshed her professional scowl as she turned back to her job. She couldn't fluster easy. That definitely wasn't going to help her performance.

And now her damn mind was full of Cait giving her a lap dance. Like for fuck's sake. She'd never had this before, and she'd worked around strippers for a while now. What was going on with her?

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from university, relieved to have made it to the weekend. Not that she had big plans, but just for the break for a few days. She put away her stuff and changed into more casual clothes before joining the twins in the

passing on her way through, and had been well aware that they were cuddling together on the couch while Riker read and Izzy leaned back against him sideways on the couch, controller in her hand playing a video game. What Zoe hadn't realized in that first pass was that Riker's arm was around Izzy, and his hand fairly blatantly cupping

concerned, it wasn't a big deal. Neither seemed

away from her chest. She then turned back to the tv as though nothing had happened. Riker didn't so

is really fricken'

slipped onto the floor in front of Izzy. "Yeah, that's

for me. Here, you play, it's more fun watching you

a few times when she had the chance, but didn't catch Riker feeling Izzy up again. The only thing she saw of any interest was Izzy idly toying with Riker's hand, running her fingertips up and down the back of his fingers, just some casual touching that probably didn't mean anything. Or

in to sit with her kids, lifting Izzy's legs and slipping underneath them on the couch, then letting

still playing with her brother's hand on her tummy.

"Confusing?"

a bit different, and I'm

guess school was kind of like

turned to Izzy.

her tummy and squeezed it for her own

****

all afternoon had been amazing and had definitely assuaged

commented as she

Riker nodded. "I know."

want her to see

"It wasn't on purpose."

you don't mind that she saw,

head. "Not

"Yeah, same."

fully hard. Izzy quickly shed her panties to

too. They both took a moment

the problem with that blowjob I got from Celesta and

"Yeah. It wasn't you."

flushed a very soft and adorable pink.

"Mmhm."

sister should have had

tilted his head. "I think we're twins, and it's better

"You know that's different from just helping each other out with

"I'm aware."

still think it's a good

He gently tilted Izzy's chin and kissed her with all due brotherly affection.

he still held her close. "Is it just twin stuff?" she asked. "If I.. put my mouth on you

would you

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