Loving Cousin

The days after Christmas were marked by quiet passion. When Mom was at work during the day, we spent our time discovering new ways to give each other pleasure. And when Mom was home in the mornings and evenings, we were so satisfied and comfortable with each other that she never suspected our secret. After Mom went to bed, John would slip under the sheets and hold me while we slept.

The morning after Christmas, I told John about the situation with Holly. He was concerned that our secret hadn't lasted more than few days, but I was able to reassure him she wouldn't tell anyone else unless we said she could.

I planned on calling Jules the day after Christmas to tell her about my change in status, but when my thumb hovered over her contact, I couldn't make myself press it. When I imagined telling her about John, everything about it felt wrong. And I didn't understand my own feelings about it enough to share them with John.

Jules certainly had no problem sharing every detail of her encount