She is the one - Chapter 19 from jashley13 - Sex Stories

She is the one - Chapter 19 from jashley13

... tell,” I said, standing up. “How do you know?” “She’s gonna hold this over my head. Slave for life, or something. I don’t know. But she’s not gonna let this slip by just yet.” Tara looked frightened. “What about me?” “She doesn’t care about you,” I said harshly. I saw her hurt look and continued, “I mean, she doesn’t care what you did. She likes you and, besides, what are you gonna do for her in the next few days? Give her a free facial?” She smiled a little at that. It disappeared as quickly as it came. “Jack…what if she tells Kayla?” I stared out the window. It had snowed. I hadn’t noticed that before. Not much, just a light dusting along the ground, but it was something. “Hmm…” “I mean, they seem really close and stuff and I don’t think Amanda’s a bitch or anything but…what if?” What if…God damn right. If I didn’t do what she wanted, she’d tell Kayla. Probably my parents too. They were having a hard enough time dealing with one incestuous pair in the house. What would she want? As if I didn’t know…Fucking hell, we resolved this! Months ago! How can this crawl back up now? I put my head against the window, looking across to where Kayla’s window was. She wasn’t there. Thank God…I don’t think I’d have been able to hold myself in check if I saw her. Kayla… But I had to see her. She wanted to see me before I left for work. I glanced at the clock. I’d have to leave in an hour. What was I going to say when I saw her? There was no way I’d be able to keep myself in check. I ...

... might be a good actor but…not with stuff like this. I couldn’t lie to her. Something like this… It could destroy everything if I told her. But if I kept it from her… I knew what I had to do. I turned to Tara. “Amanda’s not going to tell Kayla,” I said calmly. Serious calmness, too. That surprised me. “How do you know?” I took a deep breath. “Because I’m going to tell her.” We could still hear people moving around downstairs. The sound of my mom opening the oven, the clink of silverware, my dad’s voice. Heck, I could even hear the wind outside. Tara and I just looked at each other. Her eyes were searching mine, looking for some indication that I wasn’t serious, that I was joking. I wasn’t. And she eventually realized that too. “Are you serious?” “Yes.” “Jack…this could ruin things between you two.” “I know.” “You love her.” “Don’t tell me that,” I said sharply, “I know. I love her with all my heart.” Tara looked at me steadily. “It’ll…ruin things between her and me, too.” “Not if I tell her it was my fault.” “Jack!” she said loudly, stamping her foot in her exasperation, “That’s not true! You want to be honest with her, right? That’s why you want to tell her. Don’t lie to her!” I looked away and nodded. “Okay…I’ll just…It’ll be no one’s fault.” Tara came over and lifted her hand to put it on my shoulder, thought better of it, and let it drop to her side. “I…Do you want me to go with you?” “No. I’m her boyfriend. I have to tell her alone.” “She’s one of my best friends,” she said ...