Free Jackie's Boys by Bekki Lynn Page A

sorry, Jackie. I was hungry and shoveled it in. I tried to let you know. My mouth was stuck, then the spill and…well, it was screw you or lose my dick."
    "Randy Wilkerson!" Excited, she ran to husband’s identical twin and hugged him. "Why didn’t you let me know you were here?" Then her face heated up and she pulled away. "Oh, my god! I’m so sorry."
    "I’m not, why should you be? I haven’t had pussy in months."
    "Look, I’ve been working out back all day. Let me shower then you can tell me why you didn’t let us know you were coming. How long you’ll be home this time…" She forced herself to leave the room with dignity, but it was hard when you were stark naked and your brother-in-law’s semen ran down your thigh.
    Out of his sight, she rushed to the bedroom and shut the door. For a moment, she leaned against it, her eyes closed and a smile on her face. The slow trickle down her thigh reminded her that she never got hers. Running her fingers through Randy's cum, her clit called to her, but she told herself to hold off. Maybe later, she'll get something better. For now, she had a call to make. Picking up the phone on her husband's side of the bed, she called his office. "Mary, is Lenny free?" she asked when his receptionist answered.
    "He’s in the middle of a root canal, Jackie. Can I give him a message?"
    "Tell him Randy’s home."
    "He is?" She didn't miss the excitement in the woman's voice. It caused a twinge of jealousy. Then Mary recovered to tell her, "I'll let him know."
    Jackie showered, trying control her running fantasy of having both brothers. Whenever Randy came home, the intensity of it escalated. And now that they’d had one another albeit by accident, she wanted it more than ever.
    She returned to the kitchen nervous about what she’d done. More so how he was going play to it. The kitchen was empty, good. Dinner…dinner, what was she going to fix? She looked in the refrigerator. Oh, yeah, pork chops. Would there be enough? She counted five in the package. It must have been fate that had me buying a package with more than three in it . Setting it on the counter, she opened the produce drawer to fetch salad fixin's she'd harvested from the garden that morning.
    Footsteps came into the room, drawing her eyes over the door. Randy stood with a towel around his waist and rubbing his naturally wavy hair with another. His pecs, the way the damp hair swirled around his nipples, trailing down his washboard to his belly button was like his brother. He was identical to Lenny in too many ways which always posed a problem for her. She’d once made the mistake of thinking she could tell them apart based on appearance. She knew Randy’s body every bit as much as she knew Lenny’s. The only differences between them were on the intimate realm.
    "All of my clothes are in the washer. Do you mind if I grab a pair of Lenny’s shorts?"
    "Fine. The dresser near the window, bottom drawer. Shirts are in the second drawer."
    "Thanks."
    She watched him walk away and knew he hadn’t missed the throaty desire in her voice. Damn! Boy, am I ever walking a tightrope. Returning to the task of putting dinner together, she washed and prepped freshly dug potatoes for baking.
     
     
     
     

 
     
     
     
    Chapter Two
     
     
    "Anything I can help with?" Randy asked, coming up alongside her.
    Jackie swallowed the thoughts which had been teasing her. "No, I got it under control," she said, wishing it was true.
    "How about I set the table?"
    "Too early."
    He hopped up on the counter. "It was kind of like old times."
    "Except it was Len getting lucky while I dated you." Jackie sighed and laid the knife down. Looking up at him, she said, "We weren’t married. I am now."
    "For eight years now, I know. I was there, best man. Still doesn’t mean I don’t remember how you don’t take no for an answer. Or how good you feel."
    "How long will you be home?" The subject needed changed before he dug too far into dangerous