Baumgartner generations: Janie

I gave her a half-smile, sitting in the other plush chair, but my stomach lurched at her words. Of course, I loved her and I loved TJ, too. And I’d moved in with them, knowing I was going to be their lover. But this was different somehow.

“But what about you?” Gretchen asked Ronnie, grabbing a handful of the baby carrots Ronnie had been snacking on.

“I know lots of aphrodisiacs.” Ronnie sighed. “But what do you do to suppress your libido?”

“Become a nun?” Gretchen suggested, grinning. “Honestly, I’d help him out, but I think I’m officially seeing someone.”

“Who?” Ronnie asked, perking up. I looked between them, realizing Gretchen hadn’t told her about Catherine yet.

“I met her at 1 Oak when I went with Janie,” Gretchen said. “Well, actually, we originally met out in California a few months ago when she did a shoot with me, but since she lived in New York, and I lived there…”

“Catherine,” I breathed. Ronnie looked between both of us, frowning, and I knew she hadn’t quite made the connection.

“I called Carrie to see if they could squeeze someone else into the cabin,” Gretchen said, smiling. “She’s coming with us.”

Oh my god. I couldn’t breathe. What now? I’d already invited Josh.

“Oh, hey, I may be out of your hair soon, too.” Gretchen grinned. “She told me I could stay with her until I find a place.”

“Isn’t this kind of fast?” Ronnie looked at me and I shrugged.

“Well, we had a thing, back in California…” Gretchen said. “She spent a few weeks out there.”

I wondered if Gretchen knew that Catherine was still married-to the man I happened to be dating. And had already invited to come with us. There was only one way to find out. I had to take the plunge some time, right?

“I invited Josh.” I blurted it out and waited for a response.

“Yeah, I know,” Gretchen replied, crunching carrots. “Cat said he called her, something about chartering a plane?”

I gaped at her. So that was his big idea!

Ronnie smiled at me. “Looks like we’ll be one big happy family,” she said, and I think she really believed it.

* * * *

“Janie.” TJ whispered my name in the dark. My bedroom door snicked shut quietly and I rolled over, barely awake, to see the shadow of him standing over my bed.

“What?” I whispered, sitting up. “Is Ronnie okay?”

“Shhhh.” He climbed into bed beside me wearing just his boxers. “She’s fine. I just…I couldn’t sleep.”

“Oh.” I sighed. “So she doesn’t know you’re here.”

His hand slid across my bare belly-I had taken to sleeping nude lately, what with all the late night phone calls with Josh. I glanced over at the clock-it was four in the morning. I’d just hung up the phone with him an hour ago.

“Let’s make it our little secret.” His hand moved to cup my breast.

I remembered what Ronnie had said- at least he has you. But I didn’t want this, not like this.

“No, TJ,” I whispered, moving his hand away. “You should go back to bed.”

“I want you so much, Janie.” He leaned in to capture my nipple, his aim incredibly accurate. I gasped as he began to suck and lick it. “I can’t stop thinking about you.” I felt my body giving in when his hand moved down under the covers, caressing my mound, rocking there.

Still, I tried. “We have to get up early.”

“Let’s make it quick then.” He kissed me, his tongue playing with mine. “I just need you tonight. Please.” His breath was warm against my face, his fingers sliding into me, his palm working against my clit. “Let me.” His mouth trailed down my neck, making me squirm. “Let me have you.”

I moaned softly when he guided my hand between his legs, finding him hard and beyond ready. He made a little noise in his throat when I petted him through his boxers, feeling his heated length. When I slid my hand inside, gripping him, he moaned, his fingers making wet, squishy sounds as he fingered me under the covers.

“Oh Janie.” He thrust against the tug of my hand. “That’s so good.” He pulled his fingers out of my pussy and I whimpered, but he smeared that wetness over my nipple, making it harden, and then licked it off. I wanted him now and he knew it. I couldn’t help myself. It wasn’t that I didn’t think of Josh-I did. But my body betrayed me, arching under TJ as he climbed on top of me, and I even helped him pull off his boxers and gripped his ass as he traced his cock up and down my slit.

“I have to fuck you.” He was rocking, already thrusting, though he wasn’t even in me yet. The head of his cock tickled deliciously against my clit. “Please, baby. Put it in.”

“TJ,” I murmured, but there was no going back now. I couldn’t refuse him.

Instead, I reached down to find him, aim him, guide him. He gave a low moan and shuddered when I shifted, telling him with my hips that I was ready. His cock slid into me easily, sending a sweet wave of pleasure through me. I clung to him.

“Oh baby, you feel so good,” he whispered against my mouth, kissing me, licking and nibbling at my lips. “Oh god, your sweet little cunt!”