Reveal nothing

“I didn't do shit.”

It was best not to say more than you need to in times like this.

“Whatever. I just want to make sure you'll keep your mouth shut tonight.”

“Worried I'll steal away your girlfriend with my charms?” The words slipped out as an ironic joke, but after what just happened…

“Shhh. I'm not joking around.” She looked more serious than I'd ever seen her. An actual vulnerability exposed to me for the first time in years.

I took that in for a moment. Processing it. I had real power over her here. I could make her do or give me anything in exchange for keeping her secret.

But….

“We're cool sis.” I nodded my head. Matching her serious look. “I'm not going to say anything to mom about your… ‘friend’.

I saw the relief wash over her. Did a part of her really think I would use this against her? Is that how she saw me?

Well, I couldn't blame her. I'd probably think the same thing about her.

Dinner was a healthy serving of spaghetti. With all the pasta replaced with zucchini as a part of Mom's new diet she was subjecting us too. She'd given up cards two weeks ago and I gave it two more weeks until she quit. Bringing back carbs to our meals, without a word or explanation of the change.

Candi was seated diagonally from mom, leaving the space next to her for my sister and the space across from her for me. That worked for me. Mom was like a shark, no peripheral vision. Only focused on the thing in front of her.

I wasn't actually sure if that was true about sharks, but as a metaphor it seemed apt.

“So Candice.” Mom said. “When did you and my little Samantha become friends?”

“Oh we've known each other for a while, but we've only been friends for a couple months now. And please, call me Candi.”

“Of course, Candi.” Mom seemed a little giddy calling her that. Like just saying it made her feel younger. “So what changed?”

Candi looked at Sam for an explanation, but she was too busy blushing and playing with her food to give one.

“She caught my eye one day and I asked her ou-, mhmm, to hang out.”

Candi's foot bumped into mine under the table. Was she trying to tell me something? No, probably just an accident.

“And she said no.” Candi had a very wide grin at that, and Sam was blushing even harder now.

“Samantha! Why didn't you want to be friends with this fine young lady?”

“Yeah Sam? Why didn't you?” Candi was enjoying this. She seemed to revel in making others squirm.

“Well.. Mmhmmm… I, I thought she was wEird.” Sam cleared her voice as if she had just swallowed her food the wrong way. But she hadn't touched her plate yet. Nobody had except Candi, who was scoffing it down as fast as she could with one hand.

“That's awful! I hope you can forgive my daughter for being so foolish!” Mom was getting super invested in the story. Using it as an excuse for why she wasn't touching her plate yet no doubt.

“Of course.” Candi smiled. Staring straight at my mother. Once again bumping her foot into mine, but this time keeping it there. “You have such a wonderful family, I could never hold a grudge against them.”

“Why thank you sweetheart!” Mom beamed with pride. “So, eventually my daughter came around then.”

“Oh she came.” Candi's foot started climbing up my leg. I realised from how soft it was that she must have gotten her boots off. “Something that you'll come to learn about me, Miss Farley. Is that I always get what I want.”

Mom giggled, delighted by the comment. This woman hadn't approved of any friend I'd ever had, but in the course of one dinner Candi had won her over.

She was looking at my mother, but I was starting to feel like it was me she was talking to. Her foot gentle made its way to my crotch and started teasing me. I was still mostly hard from before and it didn't take much effort for her to get me harder. Her bare foot grinding against the outline of my cock through just a few layers of clothing.

Just who the hell was the woman? Did my sister even realise what she'd gotten herself into with her?

“Samantha.” Mom said in an authoritative enough voice to grab my attention away from my crotch. “I asked you a question.”

“Wha..mmm.. I uhh… I didn't heear it.” She seemed strained. Stomach cramps? Her period maybe? Or….

“Tell us about this party you're going to tonight.”

“It's..uhh…juuust a friend's place.”

“Another friend? And when was I going to meet them?”

“It's my friend actually.” Candi swooped in. “They're a very nice crowd that I want Sam to meet.”

Sam was looking down, biting her lip and tipping her finger furiously on the table. If I looked closely, I could see the sweat beginning to form on her brow. All the while Candi was leaning forward a little. Her right arm mysteriously under the table.

“That's a wonderful thing for you to do!” Mom said to Candi. Completely oblivious to what was happening here. “If only you had somebody who would introduce you to more people, Finn.”

“Hmm.. y-yeah.”

Candi's foot grinded harder into me. Teasing my cock with an expertise I wouldn't have expected from a woman's foot. It felt really good, and was the most a girl had ever down with me. But all the while I couldn't shake the image of what was happening on the other side of the table.

“I think Finn should come with you girls tonight.”

“WhaAAt?” Sam cried out. Clearly unable to modulate her voice. She was leaning against the table, barely able to keep herself up. Was Candi actually going to make her cum right in front of mom?

“Your brother needs to get out more Sam. Wouldn't you both agree?”

We both tried to respond but couldn't manage. Candi's foot keeping me silent and her fingers doing the same for Sam.

The image flashed more vividly in my mind. Candi's fingers rubbing on Sam's panties… or maybe she was under them rubbing at her clit.

“You..Uhhhhghhh.. you c-can't make us.”

“Is your stomach alright dear?”

Or maybe Candi was knuckle deep in her. Finger fucking her as hard as she could, right in front of our mom. Fuck this felt so wrong. I was so close to cuming, but I just could bring myself to in this situation.

“I think it's a great idea!” Candi said, pulling her foot away from me.

From the way I saw Sam relax she likely did the same time her. Releasing both of us from her clutches without giving us any release.

“What do you say Finn? Do you want to come play with us tonight?”