All Chapters of Club Voyeur Series (4 Books in 1): Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

BrodyToday was my day off. I got up late, threw some laundry in to wash, then played online with Oscar and some of my other (online only) friends before he had to go to work. Then I went to the grocery store. Yes, the very one that Kylie works at now, because I'm a glutton for punishment. The little bell at the top of the door rang when I walked inside, same as it had for the last six years or so that I'd been friends with Oscar. Mr. Rodriguez was at the register like always. Some things never change."Hola, Brody! Come to check on your amiga?" He said it like he knew I had a thing for her. He's just guessing, right?"Si, senior. How is she doing? Not embarassing me I hope?" Because this could turn out to be a disaster. But I really hope not."La Nina is a very hard worker. Mi esposa esta muy feliz." If his wife is happy, then everyone is happy. Hot damn, what a relief.I grinned at him. Ever since I took Spanish in high school, Mr. and Mrs. Rodriguez would speak to me in short, easy

BrodyWhen I left Kylie’s room, I felt like sh8it. She was always full of questions and had the boldness to ask them. I should have been better prepared, but I wasn’t, at least not for that question. I didn’t want to answer because I didn’t want her judgment. I know how I felt when she slept with her boyfriend. I didn’t want her to know my truth, so I told her I wouldn’t answer. It was cowardice, I know. I'll tell her eventually, maybe.Remembering her surprising answer to my question came to my mind. She’d only been with three guys. I imagined that number would be double or even tripled. Not because I thought she was a who8re but because she’s so beautiful. She takes my breath away. I’m sure plenty of other men think the same. So, couple that with her banging body, and yeah, that girl had options. She’s twenty-one and was in college for two years. I mean I’m dumbfounded but happy that she doesn't have as much experience as I expected her to. That probably makes me a chauvinist or some

KylieIt was good to be home, surrounded by my family. I'd always felt more at home here than back in NC with mom. In this cozy home full of love. I never had cozy with my mom. I never felt the warm and fuzzies like I do now, with them. With the drama over, I finally got to hug my dad. He squeezed me so tight that I moaned. Man, I missed him and his hugs. Why had I avoided him for so long? He kissed my forehead and kept his arm around me."Good to see you, kiddo. I'm glad you're home." Yep. My dad was awesome."It's good to be home, daddy. That was a surprise, huh?" He knew I was referring to Chuck arriving out of the blue."Yeah, that was something. I need to speak to Roberta." I nodded and he let me go. Dad always put her first. I loved that about him. I mean us kids were a top priority but he worked everything out with her and then dealt with us. I wanted that. I man I could talk to and work through this life with. I watched him as he went over to whisper in her ear, and they left t

BrodyI have today off because I was supposed to be moving. Instead, I'm at Oscar's place. It's a total bachelor pad with minimal furniture and dirty dishes all over the counter. I bet his mom comes over tomorrow to clean for him. Why even move out? Oh, yeah, because he was a total fuck boy. No, seriously, he fucks anything with a vagina. Tall, skinny, fluffy, short, it made no difference to Oscar. He has a different girl several nights a week. Sometimes he would do a double dip with one girl, but never more than that. They get clingy, he said. I think he was like because his mother puts so much pressure on him to settle down with one girl and give her grandbabbies. He wasn't ready for that. I wasn't sure he ever would be.I woke up at my usual time and went to the gym. I came here straight after because I didn't want to hang at the house with Kylie there. I'd kissed her last night, willingly, and I'd do it again if I had the chance, so I needed to stay away. I had actually woken Osca

BrodyI walked into the bathroom to wash my face as Kylie had suggested. I liked her smell on me, but we didn't live alone. I had to be respectful of Moe’s house and his daughter. I had never brought girls here before, anyway, so he would suspect something before I got a chance to tell him. I ran through my mind about what I would say. My hard-on was quickly disappearing, so that was a plus.Man, I wanted that girl. What would we do if Moe said no? Everyone seemed to think he'd be cool with it, Me wanting his only child in my bed and on my dick. She had was my step-sister. Had been for years. Wasn't that supposed to be taboo? It wasn't going to be some vanilla relationship either. Neither of us seemed to want that. I wasn't surprised that Kylie might be into some of the darker stuff that I'd always been interested in myself. I mean look at our parents and Brandt and Honey. But would Moe want that for his child? I didn't know, and I felt a touch of panic about the conversation we needed