(I'm no good at Gimp or Photoshop, you'll just have to imagine that Iris has thistle-colored eyes. Though I do now have an anime-ish avatar depicting Iris.)

Author's note: There is sex in this chapter, between two adult characters, and it is consensual incest.

"In Tandem Orbit, Chapter 5"
By = Sure-as-elle

Chapter 5: Surprise Visitor

I have to admit, I was disappointed that my morning didn't have Iris waking me up, or any pleasant dreams of Iris. In fact, I looked next to me on the bed, and for some reason I was inexplicably saddened that she wasn't laying in the bed with me. I can't explain it, except that maybe I've found The One and the sensation was a symptom of that knowledge. Or maybe I just really missed that one time we fell asleep on the sofa together. Whatever the reason, I got up that morning feeling slightly sad.

As I went about my routine, however, I perked up with the knowledge that I was probably going to see Iris again today at work, and again after work, knowing her as I did. So by the time I was done with breakfast, I could hardly wait to get to work.

I was not terribly surprised that Iris wasn't at the library for the first hour, since I start work at 10 AM, and since it had been noon the last time she showed up. It was a busy day for us, but not too badly so. Not busy enough to keep me distracted from wondering when she would show up, once noon came and went. By the time it was 10 past 1, I was starting to worry.

"No, relax," I told myself in the loo, looking at myself in the mirror. "What am I doing? Why am I worrying? She's a kid, kids have lives of their own, they go places and do things. Hell for all I know she just figures I'm working and I won't see her til I get off. Yeah, that'll be it." By the time I got out of the loo, I had calmed down and was able to go about my work normally.

As it turned out, Iris came in at 3:30, half an hour before I was to get out, hauling behind her a little red wagon with all the Autonotinies stuff in it. It seemed she knew what book she wanted this time, and went straight for it. I was lucky enough to get to check her things out for her, so I saw it was another romance novel.

I looked at the card representing the digital version of the book. "Took you three whole weeks to finish 'Under An Alien Moon, ' eh? But obviously you liked it, this is by the same author."

"Only took so long because I was savoring it, and because I had other things to read."

"Hmm ... I notice this is one of the rare Kiernan Teliemann books that isn't asexual romance. 'Supernova Of Passion, ' eh? I remember this one is pretty raunchy."

Iris shrugged, but her face had turned red. "I was in the mood for something raunchy. Read a good review of it."

I chuckled. "Well I hope you enjoy it as much as I did, if not more. Which actually, you might get more enjoyment from it than I did, since the story is narrated by the young girl in this one."

"Well, I got a lot of, er ... enjoyment out of the last book too." Her face turned scarlet.

I raised my eyebrows, astonished. "You..." I leaned closer on the pretext of getting the book transferred to her e-board. "So you get sexual pleasure from ace romances too, huh?"

Iris looked very surprised, but pleased, to see that she wasn't the only one. Her grin as she thanked me made me feel a stirring down below. And then I noticed what she was wearing, which wasn't a lot. Apparently it was hot again today, for her top was basically a glorified scarf covering her little nipples, and the skirt, if you could call it that, wasn't even enough to cover her panties. Those had little pink hearts on them. I suddenly felt an uncomfortable tightness in my panties.

Taking her e-board back, Iris gave me bedroom eyes and winked with a smirk before turning around. Then she 'accidentally' dropped the e-board and bent over to pick it up, giving me quite the show. I was very glad it was almost 4.

When I finally got off work, I caught Orrin coming in for his shift. "Oh Orrin, I'm glad I found you, I wanted to ask you something." I explained to him the change in my love life, and how I wanted Sundays off now, and we started discussing possibilities for trading. When we'd worked out what we wanted, we went to Aren and told her. She approved it right away. Starting next week, Orrin would work Sundays. And since I might need more hours anyway to buy Iris things, I not only took four hours of Orrin's Monday shift for him, I would now be working 9am to 5pm Mondays through Thursdays, keeping my 1pm to 9pm Friday shift, with weekends off, which gets me a full 40 hours a week.

I left the building and went over to Iris, who was sitting on the bench reading her e-board. Once more I surreptitiously took a picture of her with my Omnus as she remained unaware of my presence. I suddenly realized I hadn't told her about that. I made a mental note to do so, especially seeing as I was planning on making paintings of her based on these.

"Iris, my Queen," I said regally, curtsying. She looked up from her book and smiled.

"Are we going to your place again?" she asked.

"Sure, just let Fahima know where you're going, okay?"

Iris jumped up, and I noted she had thong sandals on today instead of her usual white leather sandals with the buckles. I also noticed it was indeed really hot, and I was overdressed. The walk back home was thankfully short, since it was so hot. The moment I closed the door behind us, I thanked God for air conditioning, and went to my room to get changed. I had the air on low, so it was still mildly warm in the house, but it was a comfortable warmth. I changed out of my work clothes and into some short shorts and a spaghetti-strap top.

"I'm heading to the loo, Iris, okay?"

"Okie dokie," she said, setting up the Autonotinies in the living room. I left the room and went to the loo to do my business.

I was almost done in the loo when the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," Iris shouted. I dried my hands and opened the door, to see Iris opening the door. I wasn't worried, because Cleo wouldn't let the door open for Iris if it wasn't someone I knew. I wondered who it could be for a few seconds before I saw who it was. My younger sister Kamaria, the one I'd told Iris about the first time we'd played Autonotinies together. And she was, at 26, nearly a full-grown adult. To the eyes of someone who thought her a Terran, she would look 17 years old. And she, uh ... was very well developed for her age. Both of us had been taking puberty modifying treatments for years, and so were very much women developmentally, except that neither of us had gotten 'bottom' surgery.

Kamaria looked strangely at Iris, and I soon saw why. Iris was openly staring at my lovely sister, and what was more, Iris ... well let's just say that the skirt was lifted up by evidence that Iris had certain things fully extended, and one of those things was making itself rather obvious. In other words, she had the world's most obvious boner showing off her panties to anyone who could see past Kamaria.

My sister raised an eyebrow and smirked at this evidence, which snapped Iris out of her stupor. Her face turned bright red as she stared, horror-struck, at her hardon-tented panties and took off like a shot for the loo, slamming the door behind her.

"Oh. Sorry, Rea, didn't mean to scare off your girlfriend. That was Iris, I take it?"

"Um, yeah," I said, distracted. "Uh, come in and sit down, we can talk in a bit. I have to see what I can do for Iris."

Kam chuckled and sat down at the kitchen table. I closed the front door and went over to the loo door. "Iris, honey? Are you okay?"

"She's probably just rubbing one out, Rea, I don't-"

"No, I saw something in her eyes, Kam. It was something else. Iris? Can you hear me?"

I put my ear to the door. I could hear crying. I hesitated, not sure what I should do. Cleo would override the lock if I felt it truly necessary, but I wasn't sure I should.

"Iris, if you can hear me, would you please slap the door or the wall or something?" After a second or two, I heard her slap the door once.

"Okay good. May I come in? Slap once for yes, twice for no."

A pause for several moments, then one distinct thud against the door, and then the sound of the lock being unlocked. "Okay sweetie I'm coming in now, step away from the door, okay?" She slapped the door once more, I waited a few moments, then opened the door.

Iris was sitting on the toilet lid, holding her knees, her face in her lap. I closed the door behind me and sat on the bathtub next to her, laying a hand on one leg. She had stopped crying, or had at least stopped making noise while crying.

I squeezed her leg gently. "You don't have to be embarrassed, sweetie. Boners happen. They have a mind of their own, you know, and my sister is very pretty."

She looked up at me, her eyes red, and sniffed. "That's not the problem."

"Okay, well ... um..." I was at a loss, with no idea what she was upset about.

"I knew, knew she had to be your (sniff) sister, one of them anyway. You two look so much alike. But ... well..." she paused, thinking, like she didn't know how to word her feelings. "I'm ... I'm with you."

"Well just because you're in a relationship, doesn't mean you stop being able to appreciate how other people look. Why, your family are pol-"

"Not it either."

"Okay, I'm sorry. I'll let you finish."

She grabbed some toilet paper and dabbed at her eyes with it. "I ... well, I had thoughts, and feelings. Sexual ones. Powerful ones. I ... feelings different from my feelings for you. But I don't know her, and I know you, and I think I love you already, but I haven't had any ... well I suppose there was the other day, when we were kissing, I got really excited but I didn't feel like I was ready, but then again, I was kissing a beautiful woman, and we were rubbing up against each other. But this ... she was just there, a stranger. It probably sounds stupid."

I picked her up and held her, and she didn't object. Running my fingers through her lovely black hair, I tried to comfort her. "Iris, sweetie, like I said, the body responds as it will. The penis has a mind of its own. And, well, so does the part of our mind that likes sex stuff. We don't really have any control over stuff like that, and it's nothing to worry about. It doesn't have anything to do with the part that decides who we love, okay?"

Iris sighed, and nodded. We sat there, silently, for several minutes before Iris sat up and said, "I think I'm ready to go back out again."

"Alright, my Queen." We stood up and left the loo together. Iris looked at Kamaria with a sheepish sort of almost-smile.

Kam smiled at Iris. "Don't worry about the panty-tent, kid, I have that effect on everyone." Iris and I laughed, and Kam's smile broadened.

"I'm gonna pop on home for a bit and change," Iris said.

"Alrighty. See you in a bit."

As the door closed behind Iris and I sat down across from Kam, my sister leaned over to glimpse Iris out the window. "Cute kid," she said. "Almost cute enough to make me reconsider my stance on dating kids. Almost. She seems sweet, too."

"Yeah, she is. When she's not being a cruel and wicked little girl."

Kam chuckled. "Well from your last email, I'd say that's just your cup of tea now, eh?"

"Yeah, probably. Speaking of tea, Kam, you want any?"

"Eh, okay."

I got some tea from the dispenser for us both and sat back down, handing Kam hers. She sipped it a little, looking at me expectantly. I just looked her over for the first time; I hadn't had the opportunity with Iris freaking out. My sister was wearing a red tank top and blue jean shorts, with some simple black flats for shoes. Her hairstyle was unlike I remembered it; it used to be in Afro puffs, but now it was just tied back in a poofy ponytail.

"Okay, so now I can ask you why you're here without any warning."

"I wondered when you were gonna ask that." She sipped her tea again.

"So are you going to answer?"

"Yes. Well, you might not believe this, but I was literally in the neighborhood anyway, and it occurred to me I haven't seen you in ages, so I dropped by. Maybe I should have given some warning, a few minutes' heads up."

"I don't know how much that would have helped. Iris might still have answered the door, and even if she hadn't, she might still have had the same reaction to you."

"Well, like I said, I have that effect on people."

Rianna chuckled. "Oh you're not vain at all, sister mine."

Kam shrugged. "It's only vanity if you use your looks to determine your whole self worth. Anyway, it's good to see you with someone else, if you're not going to be with me. You're too shy for your own good, Rea."

"Thank you for your concern. It's only partially shyness, though. I also happen to be rather picky. I want someone intelligent, but also someone who is kind and compassionate, and fun to cuddle."

"So naturally you go for a child prodigy," Kam said, grinning.

"Well I didn't know that when I met her, as you well know. But I did sense she was exceptionally bright for her age. Well ... that, and the fact that one of the first things she told me was that reading high school level books was 'slumming it' for her."

My sister laughed in earnest this time. "Oh ... my," she said, struggling to speak by trying to stop laughing. "She used those exact words?"

"Yes, she did. It was cute, coming from her. Not snooty or anything like that, like you might expect. She doesn't judge those books as unworthy of her, just not as interesting, I guess."

"Good, good." She sipped her tea again. "You know, to be honest, you picked well. Bright, kind, compassionate, and not bad looking either. I'm pretty much 99% teleiophile, and even I have to admit she's beautiful and kinda hot."

"There's more I haven't told you about her, yet. Something I haven't really had time to tell you."

"Oh?"

"Well," I hesitated. "I don't know if I should say yet without her permission..."

"Something private, I take it."

"Oh yeah, you could say that."

My tone of voice must have clued her in to something, because she raised an eyebrow at me questioningly. I thought about going into it, but decided not to. Instead, I asked, "How's college?"

Surprising me by not pushing it, Kam just shrugged. "Going pretty good. Professor Jillert has started talking with me about getting my own lab at last, says the school will fund my research. I think she's just trying to keep me on in the school since I have a knack for teaching, but I'm not even graduated yet and already I've got four job offers to consider."

"Anything in particular catch your interest?"

"Well, I am putting serious thought into accepting the offer from PaxDynamics Laboratories; their Applied Neurological Sciences department was impressed by some of my papers on Talvertsen's Hypertrophy Disorder, especially the one where I identified some genes that might play a role in the development of the disorder. They want me to work on the team trying to find a cure for it."

"Wow. That's pretty impressive."

The door opened up then, and Iris came back in, dressed in a little red sun dress. It looked like it kept her cool without as much risk of showing her panties. And unless I was much mistaken, it looked like she was wearing short pants under it as well. She looked briefly at Kam, and blushed, but made what looked like a mighty effort to put her embarrassment to the side, and sat down at the table next to me.

"Hey, there's my Queen," I said. "Oh, and this time you wore your crown."

"Yeah," she said, not looking at Kam. "I can't believe I forgot it earlier."

"You know, hun, Kam here is in her final year of college, training to be a scientist. She was just telling me about a job offer she's considering."

"Really?" Iris exclaimed, looking up excitedly at Kam, all embarrassment gone. I had calculated correctly, then. "You're gonna be in a lab and do science stuff? What kind?"

And so Kam launched into an explanation of her work on various genetic disorders at great length, and I won't even pretend to have understood or remembered enough of it to even try to describe it here. I have to admit my eyes glazed over, as this was way outside my level of knowledge, and I felt very out of place in my own home. I understood just enough of what was going on to tell you that Iris was no expert either, but she knew enough to ask what sounded like relevant, interesting, and even impressive questions about the subject. The more they spoke, the more Kam looked impressed, even awed. I got the impression she hadn't really believed Iris was a child prodigy until then.

Eventually, the conversation started to die down. When it had been quiet for almost a full minute, Kam said, "Well, Rea, you told me earlier there was something else you had to tell me about Iris, but you didn't know if you had permission. I'm burning with curiosity, Iris. Does the Queen give permission to her subject to discuss it?"

Iris chuckled. "Uh ... hmm..." she took several minutes to think about it, her eyes staring off into empty space, before her body language shifted to tell me she had come to a decision. "Yes, I give you permission to tell her."

"Thank you, my Queen."

"You are welcome."

I smiled, then turned to Kamaria. "Well, I don't know how much you know about Lucem, but-"

"Oh wow. You're a Lucite, Iris?"

"Yup. My whole family, too."

"You have two moms and a dad, right?"

"Yeah."

Kam stroked her chin thoughtfully. "So the first Lucite I've ever met in person, as far as I know, is an 8 year old ... girl?"

"That's right," Iris confirmed.

"Wait, so ... I'm confused."

"That's for sure."

"Ha ha," I said sarcastically. "No seriously, what do you know about Lucites?"

"Rianna, my sister, are you trying to tell me that the fact Lucites are sex shifters was news to you when Iris told you about it?"

I felt my face getting hot again, and hurriedly looked at my own hands.

"Yeah," Iris said with an almost-laugh in her voice. "When I told her I'm a Lucite, she just kinda stared at me and was like, 'And?' like she had no idea."

Kam set her tea cup down, and it almost fell over. "Oh, my poor, naive, sheltered elder sister. Gender fluid herself, and never knew there was a whole race of sex-fluid people living a few hours' space flight away from Paxum."

"Yeah, well..."

She shook her head and sighed. "Well, Iris, I don't know if you know her well enough to know this yet, but we should probably ease up on the teasing now, or she won't talk at all for several hours."

"Aww drat, I wanted to tease her summore. Oh well."

"Well anyway, I don't know about you and Rea, Iris, but I'm hungry. I haven't eaten since noon. Shall I order us a couple pizzas?"

"YAY! Pizza!"

"Rea?"

I nodded without saying anything.

"Rea, my love, you're gonna have to talk to say what you want on your pizza."

I gave her a significant look. She sighed. "Yeah, Rea, you're right - I do already know what you want. Kalamata olives, pineapple, and chicken. So predictable."

"Blech!" Iris made a face of disgust. "I want normal black olives, pepperonis, and mushrooms on mine."

"Will do, little lady. One of each. As for me, I can eat anything they can put on dough."

I smiled. "She's right, actually. She once ate a mayonnaise, peanut butter, tofu, and kidney bean pizza on a dare, and liked it so much she had one a week for the next couple months."

"Please stop," Iris said, holding her hand over her mouth. "I'm gonna be eating soon, I don't wanna blow chunks."

Kam laughed and walked away to order the pizzas.

Once the pizzas arrived, a pair of jumbo-sized pizzas, we spent the next hour eating and talking. I managed to get Iris to try some of my pizza, and though she still didn't like it, at least she could say she'd actually tried it.

After that, we washed up, and soon the three of us were setting up the Autonotinies in the living room. Kam got the honor of commanding them to begin moving, and we spent the next few hours laughing and chasing each other around and stuff, because my sister has always been incapable of playing quietly. Kamaria had great fun pretending to be a monster, chasing the tiny little robots around while making horrid screeching noises at them, and I have to admit it was pretty damned funny to see them flailing their little arms around and screaming in their tiny little squeaky voices. It got even funnier when Iris tried to play hero, and the Autonotinies, finally managing to screw up some courage, attacked both of them with little plastic spears and tried throwing 'ropes' of string in a hilariously futile effort to tie up the giant 'monsters.' It was like one of those ancient Godzilla movies, but a lot funnier.

When all three of us were thoroughly exhausted by that, we put the Autonotinies away and sat down on the sofa to watch some three-vee. I held Iris in my lap, smelling her hair and running my fingers along her arms. She, in turn, rubbed the thumb of one hand on the exposed thigh of my leg. Kam kept looking sideways at me with an expression on her face that I couldn't read. I tried to ignore it, and focus on the show and on Iris.

After a couple hours of this, it was starting to wear on my nerves, so when the channel paused between shows, I turned the volume down and turned my head toward Kam. "Okay Kam, I don't think I can take much more of your weird looks. What's on your mind?"

Iris turned her head too, curious. Kam worried her lips a little, thinking. "I dunno if I should say."

"Trust me, not saying is more annoying than saying."

She sighed. "Fine then, I'll say." She looked at Iris. "I take it, Iris, that you and Rea still haven't done more than snog?"

I frowned a little. "What makes you ask that?"

"Rianna," she said, turning back to me, "if you were any more sexually frustrated, you'd be humping the table leg. Iris might not have noticed, but I've known you long enough that it's obvious to me."

"Oh."

"And I didn't want to say, because it's not really my business, and also I didn't want Iris to feel pressured into doing something she's not ready for, especially not by me, when she's not even my girlfriend. But, well, Rea, I think you need to get laid. If not by Iris, then by someone else."

"Kam, you know full well I'm not poly. If I had sex with anyone else than Iris while she and I were dating, that would be cheating."

"Not if I gave you permission, it wouldn't," Iris said.

"But Iris, I already said I'm not-"

"Oh cummon now! This is silly. You used to date other people. Do you hate them, now that you're not dating?"

"What? No, of course I don't. What kind of question-"

"You love them still, right? Even though it didn't work out. Right?"

"Well yeah, but-"

"So nobody ever forgets their previous loves, and unless something really bad happened, you never stop loving them, either. Even hatred borne of love is a sign you still love them. If you didn't still love someone you used to date and now you hate them, then you wouldn't hate them. You'd be indifferent or something."

"Okay ... so what's your point?"

"My point is, everyone's a little bit polyamorous. Humans don't mate for life, not really. Animals that mate for life don't break up. If one dies, the other one never mates again. But humans, that kinda thing doesn't happen very often. Humans are naturally at least a little polyamorous."

I was confused. I mean, I understood what she was saying, but I couldn't grasp the relevance, not exactly. "Are you telling me that if I need sex, I'm free to find someone to scratch that itch for me, as long as I get permission from you first?"

"Well DUH, silly head! I'm saying I'm opening the relationship for you. I live in a poly family, I know how that stuff goes. That kinda thing is normal for me."

"But I'm not poly!"

"Have you ever tried it? How can you say you don't like it if you haven't tried it, eh? Or does that only apply to food?"

I squinted at her warily. "Touche, Iris Zahane. Your logic is flawless. But who, pray tell, would I have sex with? I'm demisexual, this I know because I've tried having sex with people I had no emotional connection with, and I got nothing out of it."

"So have sex with someone you do have an emotional connection with."

Okay, now I was getting frustrated. I snorted. "And who, I repeat, do you propose-"

"Oh my GOD you're dense, you silly head! Kamaria, of course! You told me you and she used to do the sex together."

I blinked at her, surprised. Then I looked at Kam, who also looked surprised, which deepened my own surprise. We both stammered. "I, uh..."

"Yeah, we..."

"Well I had college, then my job..."

"Then I had college..."

"And well, I guess..."

" ... first time I've seen her since last Christmas..."

" ... never seemed to have the time..."

Iris face-palmed. "Oh God, I hope I don't get this dense when I grow up."

This snapped us out of our stammering, and we looked at each other. Kam spoke first. "I always wondered why you didn't come over more often. We live in the same city, after all, and you have weekends off."

"Hey now, I did try. The first half-dozen times I tried, our schedules were opposite. So, well..."

"Ah, I think I see. You're a creature of habit, and once you gave up - fully intending it to be a temporary giving up - you got into the habit of not trying."

I could feel my eyes watering. I tried not to cry. "Kam," I said, my voice cracking. "I'm sorry."

"Yeah. I thought so. To be honest, I didn't just happen to be in the neighborhood. Your letters ... you have this great emotional connection with Iris already, and I know you, Rea, I do. You said she wasn't ready for sex. I knew you'd find that difficult. So I came over hoping ... hoping something like this might happen. I was surprised to find it working."

"Let me guess ... you didn't call, in case you chickened out?"

"Well, yeah."

Iris slipped off of my lap with a smirk and sat cross-legged on the floor looking at the two of us. As she had no doubt intended, I took advantage of this to reach forward and give Kam a hug, just as she mirrored me. Then we were both crying, and stammering out apologies through the crying and the sniffs, and we just held each other tight, glad to be reunited after years of being ... well ... distant, I guess. What kind of distance, exactly, I don't know. Emotional, physical, whatever. It felt as good as it felt bad. I was feeling guilt, but also happiness. I think we were both letting go of a lot of emotional baggage. And there, no doubt grinning triumphantly like a little imp on the floor at us, was Iris.

She did not stay on the floor, though. After a few minutes of watching us reconnect emotionally, Iris got up off the floor and disappeared for a few minutes. I didn't see where she went, I was too intent on Kam.

After Iris showed up again, she said, "Well I should be heading home. I'll let you two lovebirds have some alone time together." She winked.

I wanted to protest, but I didn't. She was right, Kam and I needed some time alone together. Iris waved goodbye and left. I heard the door open and close.

"Shall we go to my room?" I asked.

"Yeah, sounds cool. There room to cuddle?"

"Yes. And more."

She grinned and stood up. I led her to the bedroom, and we closed the door behind us.

Kam leaned against the wall. "So, are we gonna get naked or stay clothed?"

"Well I know which one I would prefer," I said, pulling off my shirt and undoing my bra.

"Here, here," she said with a grin, following suit.

It didn't take us long to get totally nude. I took a moment to run my eyes over her body, admiring her breasts and her girl-cock before I hopped into bed. Kam soon slithered in after me and up my body. It felt amazing, not only physically but emotionally, like cheese might taste to a person who hadn't eaten in days. She lay her head down on my breasts and practically purred.

"You've got some mighty fine breasts, Rea. Better than I remember."

"Thanks. I'll probably be able to say the same about yours, once you let me feel them."

She sat up a little, thrusting out her chest. "Here you go, sis, take a feel."

Sitting up myself a little, I then reached forward and fondled her breasts. Their brown skin was not quite as smooth as I remembered it, but still felt amazing. I luxuriated in the sensation, and began to gently pinch and twist her nipples whenever I wasn't running my hands over the curves of her breasts. Kam seemed to be enjoying the attention; she was leaning her head back and biting her lip, with her eyes closed.

I scooted a little closer without interrupting what I was doing, and leaned forward to start kissing, licking, and nibbling her breasts while my fingers played with her hard nipples. She slowly leaned back until she was lying on the bed again, and I leaned in with her. I could feel my cock getting hard, and as I leaned against her, I felt Kam's cock push against my tummy.

My kisses worked their way, eventually, to one of her nipples, and I proceeded to tease it by gently running my tongue along it. I did that for several moments before taking the nipple into my mouth and sucking on it, my tongue massaging it, making Kam's back arch a little. I could hear her moaning with delight.

"Mmm, yeah Rea, just like that, yeah..." she was mumbling, saying lots of different things, mostly encouragement.

Knowing what she likes, I gently began to nibble the nipple. She continued to encourage me, so I nibbled a little harder, and she started to breathe too hard to really speak much.

And then, disappointing her, I left that nipple and started kissing my way over to the other one, where I started the process all over again. Again I licked in circles around her areolas, grazing the nipple on occasion, then licking the nipple itself, before clamping down my mouth to suck hard on her other nipple.

Again, I nibbled on her nipple, and pinched the other with my fingers. Kam's back arched again, and her cock was practically making a tent of my stomach. Her breathing was ragged, and I briefly wondered how long it had been since she had gotten laid. Maybe she'd known how frustrated I was because she had been feeling the same way?

"Oh ... God ... Rea," she stammered. "My cock ... damn the nipple and pleeease suck me off!"

Okay, so I knew which direction to go now. But I know her, and so I knew she'd be pissed if I just jumped right to her cock, so I began kissing and licking slowly along her breasts, then down her stomach. As I did, I ran the fingers of one hand along her thigh, teasing her, the diaphanous touch wending its way in vague meandering patterns toward, then away from, then toward her crotch, tormenting her poor erection with the promise of ecstasy, then withdrawing the promise, back and forth.

My kisses traveled to her hips, and my fingers brought their caress to the skin above her erection. Then back down to the thighs, teasing that poor cock, which bobbed and jerked in response to my toying with it like a sexy game of cat and mouse.

"Fuuuuuck oh god oh god just fucking suck iiiit," Kam groaned in horny frustration, pushing her lower body toward mine, poking me in the boob with her cock. This gave me an odd idea, and so while my kisses lingered on her hips, I lowered my left boob and rubbed it gently against her cock, which had her moaning and groaning even more.

Kam wrapped her legs around me and pulled me down, making me forget my kisses. She soon had me on my back and was straddling my chest, her hands squeezing my breasts together as she fucked the space between them with her dick. Faster and faster she titty-fucked me, her breathing getting more and more heavy and ragged all the time. Before long, she was crying out with every stroke. Then the telltale shuddering shout of orgasm as her cock shot sperm all over my chest and neck. I even got a little on my chin.

When her breathing eased up with relief, she scooped up her spunk with a finger and offered it to me. I licked it off her finger, savoring her spunk's flavor on my tongue for a few moments before swallowing.

"That was ... new. And interesting."

"Yeah, well, I would normally appreciate the slowness, but this time, I didn't. So when you ran your boob along it, well, the inspiration hit me and I went with it. Anyway, I see you're still pretty hard yourself, so shall I help you out with that?"

"Yes please."

Instead of teasing me all over like I had done to her, Kam scooted down and grabbed my erection with her hand and began pulling back the foreskin. She blew gently on it to excite it even more, then began to kiss and lick up and down the side of it, making it throb with joy. She kept this up a few more minutes, also licking the head in teasing circles, until pre-cum was weeping down the side of it like tears of frustration, and when she judged me hard enough, took its length into her mouth and began to suck in earnest, her tongue massaging it like a pro. But then again, Kam had always been damned good at blow jobs.

My own breathing was becoming ragged this time, and I could hear myself moaning and groaning as she got me closer and closer. My back arched, and I felt myself getting right up to the edge. The feelings intensified but I did not quite get over the hump. For a moment I worried this was our first time all over again, but she gently pushed down on my balls with her hand and pushed my cock head into the back of her throat, which was the trigger. With a loud cry, I blew a load right against her uvula, and she coughed a little and pulled out. Once she stopped coughing, she licked up the cum that was squirting onto my leg and dribbling down my deflating cock.

Once she had me all cleaned up, Kam crawled forward and began to cuddle with me. Both of us high off sex endorphins, we began to giggle and titter like school girls after a few hits from a bong, occasionally locking lips or blowing raspberries against one another's bellies or breasts. Kam started to hold me down at one point as she made fart sound after fart sound against my tummy, and only stopped when I was laughing so hard I was wheezing, trying to find my breath. But I got back at her when she had her back turned to check the time, when I blew a raspberry on her butt.

She laughed and hit me on the shoulder. "Stop it! No seriously, something caught my eye." Kam stood up to go take a closer look at whatever it was she'd seen.

I made a pouty face at her. "Aww, come back. I'll stop, I swear!"

Kam picked something up off the dresser. "What's this?"

Her tone of voice was so serious and concerned that I got up and looked for myself. It looked like a pair of die, but there was something off about them. Kam weighed them in her hand. "These are not dice," she informed me. "They're too heavy. And they don't have the feel of weighted dice, either."

Kam walked over to her clothes and pulled a tool out of the back pocket of her pants. It was small, and what it was exactly I don't know, but she started using it on one of the die, until she popped off one of the sides.

"It's a three-vee camera! Someone's been spying on us!"

I thought back to earlier that night, and Iris's disappearance right before she left. "I think I have a shrewd idea who. Cleo?"

My house AI answered, "Yes, Rianna? How may I help?"

"Do you see these?" I held the dice up to the only camera that should have been in the room, one that looked at the only window and nowhere near the bed.

"Yes, I do, barely. Those are very small three-vee cameras."

"Yes they are. Are they emitting a signal?"

"Now that you mention it, I am indeed detecting a signal. Shall I run a trace on it?"

"Please do."

"Processing," she said. A minute later, she answered, "the signal is being beamed to the house of Iris Zahane. And the living room camera shows Iris entering your bedroom while the two of you were on the sofa."

"Why that little imp," Kam exclaimed.

"Thank you, Cleo, that is all for now." I picked up one of the camera-dice, looked at it, and said, "When I next see you, Iris Zahane, I am going to tickle you until you beg for mercy, and then tickle you some more, because you will have deserved it for this. I hope you enjoyed the show. I'm not angry, just annoyed you didn't ask me first. We will talk about this tomorrow."

And with that, I took the cameras in the other room, putting them in a safe-like device known as the quarantine cube. Kam came out shortly after and said, "I found several more."

Once we were sure we had all the cameras collected and put in the quarantine cube, Kam and I lay back down in bed. "Silly child," I said, "she could just have asked. I would have said yes. Not sure about you though."

"Wouldn't have bothered me either."

There not really being much more to say about the matter than that, we sat in silence for a few minutes, cuddling, until Kam finally decided to speak.

"You know, Rea, I live at the college. When I graduate, I'll need somewhere to go. I have enough time saved up for a place, and if I accept one of those job offers, I wouldn't need to spend that savings, but I think it would be cool if we could live together, even if only for a while. You do have that spare bedroom, after all."

"Hmm ... I dunno. I mean, I love having you around, but I like it just being Iris and I most days. Hard decision."

"I'd be glad to go do something else with myself whenever you want alone time with Iris or by yourself. And I'd be working most days anyway. Anyway, it's not for more than half a year yet, so you have plenty of time to think about it."

"Okay, I'll think about it then."

"Good," she said, laying atop me with her head in my chest. "That's good."

In minutes, Kam was asleep. I was drowsy too, and soon followed her into dreamland.