Pete's Weekend Ch. 07

"That was a really bad idea," he said.

"What the fuck, Pete you can't be serious."

Diana got to her feet, standing naked from the waist down and glaring at her brother-in-law.

"This didn't happen," Pete hissed. He checked his watch. "I'm going to make a coffee for Julia and hope to hell she didn't just hear that."

Pete strode to the kitchen and leaned heavily on the table, his heart racing as his conscience raged at him. How could he have been so fucking stupid?

The coffee was brewing and he wandered back to the living room. Diana had gone, which was hardly a surprise. He opened the window and hoped that the combination of the smell of coffee and the fresh air might mask the lingering scent of sex.

He poured a cup and carried it along the hall, he was tempted to go and see Diana first, maybe try to explain his attitude but he shrugged, Julia was his first priority. He rounded the corner in to their bedroom.

"Oh fuck, that's it Jules, lick it all out."

Pete practically dropped the cup at the scene on his bed. Diana was squatting over Julia's face, beaming back at him as his girlfriend lapped at her spread lips, a trickle of his cum oozing out and on to Julia's tongue.

"Look whose decided to join us," Diana grinned, moving aside and letting Julia sit up.

Julia blushed at Pete and wiped a smear of his cum from her cheek.

"Still think it was a bad idea?" Diana asked, leaning down and kissing Julia.