Alex & Sam’s Daily Life – A Pervert at Work, A Pervert at Home

“What? No, no. It’s nothing like that.” I never understand why Samantha always has to jump to the extremes whenever I ask her a simple question.

I keep my eyes glued to the ceiling for a bit. In all my years of living in this house, I never really noticed how the detailing matches the flooring. The only real difference is how the floor has to keep getting a polish waxing every now and then just to renew its shine. I turn to lie on my side and Samantha snuck her way closer to me, just a few inches away. Her light brown eyes are staring at me with a small sense of tension and worry.

Sam hesitantly asks again, “Are you sure there’s nothing wrong with the bills? If I have to start working to help out, I’ll do it.”

Hearing her wanting to help out put a small smile on my face, “I promise, everything’s fine. You don’t have to get a job. Besides, I know you don’t want one anyways.”

“Nope. I already have enough to do around the house to keep me busy. Plus, taking care of you is a job of its own.”

“You’re making it seem like you’re taking care of a kid. If anything, you’re more of a kid than I am. Half of the day, you’re on video games and the computer watching your shows.”

Sam chuckles through her embarrassment, “Guilty. Can’t get mad at a girl for having hobbies.”

While me and Sam are having our nice little pillow talk, I can feel something sliding up and down my chest. I lift up the blanket it a bit to get a look underneath. As usual, Sam’s letting her hands act on their own; one hand is resting on my stomach while the fingers on the other are slowly circling around on my breasts. I put the blanket back down and Sam’s embarrassing looks is replaced with her typical devilish grin. She even raises one of her eyebrows.

“I take it one of your hobbies includes exploring my body?”

“Maybe. Can I keep exploring?”

“We just had sex, and you want to keep going?”

“You know I have a high sex drive! What do you think I do when you’re not home?”

“You do it while I’m home, too. You think the shower is loud enough to mask the sounds but you moan pretty loudly, in case you didn’t know.”

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