Javier.”
“Javier,” she said.
“The one and only, at your service.”
Jackson came up behind her and walked outside.
“Damn,” Javier said, looking Jackson up and down. He seemed like he was going to come in to hug him but Jackson cut him off, sticking his hand out for a handshake and Javier took it.
Jackson turned to her, saying, “This is Lilly. Lilly this is my friend Javier.”
“Nice to meet you Javier. Your name starts with a J right?” She couldn’t believe this was happening. Was Jackson really gay? That might explain some things. Did her mother know? Surely not.
“You got it, mommy. How do you two know each other anyway?”
“He hasn’t talked about me? I’m his daughter.” Turning to Jackson, “Daddy, you didn’t tell your friend Javier about me?”
Jackson said, “She’s my step-daughter. And I’m sure I mentioned you. Remember Javier I said she was doing some dress designs that are just out of this world.”
“Ohhh, right.” He nodded his head, smiling. “I’d love to see some of that, mommy. Fashion is something of a hobby for me.”
“Yeah? Are you coming in? I could show you right now.”
“Actually,” Jackson jumped in, “we need to get going. We have a reservation.”
“Are you sure, Daddy?” she said, really wanting to tease him now that she knew what was going on. It was pretty amazing really.
“Yeah, maybe some other time, you know?”
“If you say so.” She went up to him and kissed him on the cheek close to his mouth, then looked him in the eye, grinning. “You boys have fun.” Looking at Javier, saying “And stay out of trouble.”
After they left she went up to her room and worked some more on a design, thinking the whole time about Jackson being gay. It really came out of nowhere and she still had trouble believing it. The way he was so suave with women she really never would have guessed. Some men must be really good at hiding it.
She woke up with the iPad laying on her chest. It was dark outside and she thought she heard a noise downstairs. Maybe Jackson was back from his date.
Grinning, she thought about Javier. He was so incredibly gay. But sexy too. They both were. She wondered if they’d hooked up. The thought of Javier sucking Jackson’s cock turned her on and a subtle warmth began to build between her legs. Many a night she’d touched herself thinking about being with Jackson and now she ran a finger lightly across her moistening slit, imagining him with the hot Latino. She circled her clit, gathering moisture from between her folds then going back to the swollen bundle of nerves, flicking her finger deftly across it.
Then another noise came from downstairs. She was sure she heard it this time. It must be Jackson. She decided to go check it out; maybe she could tease some more information out of him about Javier.
Outside her room, she went to the edge of the landing that overlooked the living room where the TV was. It was dark except for the light from the television. The sound was turned down low.
And then she saw it.
The unmistakable rhythmic motion of someone’s head bobbing up and down. It was too dark to really see who it was but there was only one reasonable explanation. Javier was finally getting Jackson’s cock. Her pussy quivered at the thought of them, so close, pleasuring each other.
If she didn’t get a closer look she’d be kicking herself later, so very quietly, she tip-toed over to the stairs and started her way down, careful to miss the steps that squeaked, something she’d nearly perfected in her rebellious teenage years when she snuck out every other night.
There was a large plant near the couch that she very slowly moved herself behind, crouching down to hide herself behind the pot. Now she had the perfect view of the two men. Jackson was sitting on the couch, his head back, shirt off, and pants down around his ankles. Javier was completely naked, his muscled body kneeling on the