Flirt with Jordan AND Kiera

You move over so that you're sitting next to both your sister and her roommate.

"Do you guys get drunk together a lot?" you ask.

"Usually at least once a week," Kiera says. "We like to have fun."

"With each other?" you ask. Bold, but you can't help yourself.

Kiera smiles. "Sometiiiimes," she says. "Why?"

You look at the two of them. "Sounds fun," you say. "What sort of things do you do?"

"Sometimes we make out," Jordan says. "Sometimes I fuck her with my strap on."

"Wow," you say. "Really?"

"Jordan!" your sister says.

"It's true!" Jordan says. "Am I lying, Kiera?"

"No," she says. "But still, she's my sister."

Your sister's roommate looks you in the eye. You know that look. You've seen guys give you that look before. She's already beyond undressing you with her eyes-- she's imagining what you look like when you give head, now.

And holy shit. She's been with your sister, too! Honestly, there's something so hot about imagining Kiera and Jordan together. All of a sudden, you're wondering where in this apartment they've fucked. Probably everywhere. You know that you fuck all over the place when you're with a guy and you have the house to yourself.

Am I really considering this? you think to yourself.

Kiera is sitting up in her own chair now. She's looking between you and Jordan, and she doesn't look angry.

Holy shit, you think. "Could I--"