Staying Away

We spent the day avoiding each other. The sexual tension seemed to increase instead of diminish.

But somehow, we got through it. And the next day. And the next.

Angie’s junk food idea for her sister seemed to be working. The high calorie fried snacks did exactly as expected and soon she was packing a mighty fine pair of D cups. This went quite a long way in making sure she was taking my dick as often as she would allow.

On her short frame she was starting to look quite curvy. Her waist was still as narrow as ever, but her hips had filled out and she was starting to have the hourglass shape of her sister.

A week went by. Angie continued to go shopping for junk food, telling her sister that the stores were sold out of the healthy stuff. Half the time she wasn’t making it up, thanks to the insanity that is people who hoard food that spoils.

At first Angie and I continued to keep our distance, but over time we defaulted back to the friend zone. Soon we realized our friendship was even stronger than before. So what if I kissed her while I filled her baby sister’s mouth with cum? It was just another story we would never tell anyone.

Another week went by. Victoria tore her pants. She couldn’t fit in her old pairs. She went shopping for new ones and picked up a new bra at the same time. She was now officially rocking double Ds.

The two sisters high fived at this milestone, but Angie didn’t tell her that she had grown out of hers already. The junk food and the lack of gym was doing its work on her as well.

Both girls seemed annoyed that I hadn’t put on any weight. But they acknowledged that my cardio routine was still top notch. It was called naked Victoria.

She found my attraction to her a turn on, and she tried new things to get me going including costumes, role play, lingerie and watching porn together. I introduced her to new concepts and she seemed down to try anything I asked at least once.

A week later, Angie burst into my office without knocking.

“Excuse me! What did I just hear?”

I turned to her and began to laugh.

“What? That sounded like me!”

“Oh, Angie.”

“What! Tell me.”

“Fine.” I took a breath. “So, you know how I have an Alexa in here to control the lights, thermostat and that kind of shit, right?”

“Right.”

“Well, it has a feature where you can set it to security mode where it listens for intruders and sends you alerts. It also records when it hears a noise.”

“Oh, no.”

“Apparently, you said the phrase last night somehow.”

“What’s the phrase?”

“I’m not going to say it, because that would set it off. But it is a combination of the words guard, activate and Alexa.”

“Okay. So the noise you heard-”

“Was you, yes.”

“That’s what I sound like when I moan?”

“Apparently. I’m guessing the phrase was something like, ‘oh my god, I’m masturbating, Alexa’.”

I reached forward to play the file on my computer. Angie’s voice filled the room with moaning.

“Wow. That is… not as bad as I thought.”

“Sexy, right? But that’s not all.”

“What?”

“Listen to the background sounds.”

I played the file again.

Her eyes widened. “That’s the sound of your bed!”

I turned down the volume.

“Yep. I had no idea we were so loud.”

“Well, you are right above me.”

“So you were masturbating to the sound of me fucking your sister?”

“Of course I was.”

“Does that happen often?”

“Every time, jackass.”

“Interesting.”

She bit her lip, and there was an awkward pause as I tried to think of something to say.

“By the way, do you have to wear such a tight top when you come in here?”

“You should be happy I'm wearing a bra! This is the only one that fits me anymore. Plus, I wasn't planning on coming in here until I heard you listening to me moaning.”

“Fair enough. Hey, can I use these moans for my game?”

“You better not be serious.”

As the recording continued, we both heard it at the same time. Angie whispering my name.

Her face turned redder than I had ever seen it.

“Shit!” she yelled as she ran out the door.