Our Game, Our Love 12 - Sex Stories

Our Game, Our Love 12

... okay?” Devon chuckled. “I’m great, thanks!” Kaylen piped. Devon threw his hand up and turned to the cabinets. He pulled out a few KIND Bars. Shawn caught one and ripped it open. Kaylen looked out the window as she chewed her waffle, listening to the guys talk. She grabbed the whip cream and closed her eyes. The whip cream began oozing onto her waffle in a pattern she was creating. She opened her eyes to find a mountain of whip cream burying her waffle in a nice design. “Awh nuts!” She laughed. “What’s wrong with you, now?” Shawn groaned. “Eat my shorts. I don’t have enough whip cream.” “Kaylen…. I think by ‘not enough’ you mean ‘ample.’” Devon said. “You guys are so basic. Because if you ain’t talking money…..” Kaylen shoved a piece of the waffle into her mouth. “You don’t wanna talk….” Shawn and Devon ended for her. Kaylen clapped her hands twice. She started humming the tune from her book and felt the guys staring at her. “Don’t stare at me.” She chuckled. Devon felt his phone buzz and opened his phone, Shawn continued staring. “Shawn. I can feel your goddamn stare.” Kaylen said. More staring. “Shawn.” Stare, stare, stare. “Shawn.” Kaylen looked up and the side of Shawn’s mouth curled up. “I dare you to stare at me longer……..” Kaylen said. Stare on, stare on. ---------------- Kaylen slid the empty plate across the counter, yet Shawn put his finger up and stopped it from shattering on the hard floor. “What are you doing?” Shawn roughly said. “Air hockey, duh.” Shawn slid ...

... the plate back to her and she slid it back. They slid the plate back and forth for a bit then Kaylen missed the catch and it fell to the floor. Devon looked at the twins and they pointed fingers. “Completely him!” Kaylen said. “I think we should blame youngest….” Shawn shot back. “Or we could say it was Devon’s fault.” “That works. Devon, you did it.” Shawn agreed. “Or we make Kaylen clean it up because she missed it.” Devon chuckled. “That would never work! We’ll just stick with you. Oldest does the dirty work.” Kaylen countered. Devon shook his head and they directed their gaze at Shawn. “Will you look at the time?! It’s already 6:00! I’m leaving. Hah, bye.” Shawn walked over the shattered plate and walked out the back door. “Prick.” Kaylen mumbled. “You’re cleaning that up.” “What?! I didn’t do shiz!” Kaylen exclaimed. “You missed it. So…. It’s your job, baby girl. You can be my maid.” Devon smiled. “Devon….. I’m going to shove a piece of glass down your throat if you don’t help me clean this up.” “WHOA. Too far. I would love to see that happen.” Kaylen ran around the counter and kissed him. She grabbed his tee shirt and pulled him off. “Help me.” She whispered. Kaylen and Devon walked to the shards of glass and began cleaning. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Devon was lying on Kaylen’s bed then she came over and sat on him. “Ow.” “You calling me fat?” She snickered. “No! You just…… ...