"Matt is Celia's big brother and I had sex with him in the bathroom at the zoo. I never thought my life story was worth telling until I could say things like that."
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Matt and Hannah are getting paranoid. Is Matt's little sister, Celia, aware of their sinful weekend of passionate sex? Did she hear them in the shower? In the bathroom? In the car? Matt decides to make his last night in town one to remember, but Hannah doesn't want to let him go. Will Matt choose to betray his sister or his new love?
This 3,800 word story contains explicit sexual situations, including fingering, anal sex, and masturbation.
I gingerly slid out the door, where Matt was waiting in the hall.
"Really?" he asked, exasperated. "Going to the computer lab?"
"What?" I said defensively. "I mean, I have a good reason to go there. There's this essay.."
"Hannah," he said. "It is almost 10PM on a Saturday. Surely they're not open."
I sucked my lips between my teeth.
"Let's just get going," I said.
"Also," he added. "You should have waited longer before coming out."
"Matt, we're fine," I lied. "She has no idea. How could she ever expect a thing?"
"Then tell me why she's sleeping in the living room," he challenged.
"Because she heard noises," I said. "But, Matt, she thinks they're the toilet!"
"Is that what you told her?" he asked as we bounded down the stairs.
"Yes," I said. "Also a half-truth. It has been weird lately. I just haven't gotten it fixed."
"So, you really think she knows nothing?" Matt asked, pausing to open the door for me.
"Maybe she thinks we like each other," I said. "But there's no way in hell she knows what we did."
"Or what we're about to do," he contributed.
The alarm system of my car delivered a chorus of clicks and beeps. The lights blasted the brick wall of the building.
"Get in," I said slyly. "We're going for a ride."
We buckled our seat belts and set out into the night.