Tom and Jill

Chapter Five – Breakfast

 

Jill tried to hide her embarrassment at wearing only a small, frilly apron to prepare the breakfast.  Nick had woken her, used her body again and finally let her clean off his cum that had dried on her breast during the night.  She hadn’t found his cock any easier to handle and her pussy was quite sore.  She knew that she was still red and swollen, but tried hard not to think about it too much.  The sound of the two men entering the room made her freeze, all thought of being able to ignore her current situation gone.  She knew that they would be getting a good view of her bottom, hidden only slightly by the bow on the apron.  The way they had both stopped speaking as they entered the room, told her they were looking at her.

 

Tom could not believe his eyes as he saw Jill wearing only the frilly apron.  He wondered where Nick had found it, but soon found himself forgetting about the apron as he looked at her body.  He knew he should look away, but the sight of her firm ass just made him hard.  He had heard Nick using her the night before and as much as he wanted to help her, he also found part of him wanted to fuck her too.  He had never taken a woman against her will but he hoped that she would willingly let him have sex with her while she was here.  He knew that could be very unlikely, but was determined that he would not take her unless she was willing.

 

“Tom, we can take a photo if you like.”

 

Tom heard his brother’s comment and looked away, not only embarrassed for himself but for Jill as well.  He saw Nick move over to her and give her slap on her bottom, as he leant down to talk to her. 

 

“How is the breakfast going? I don’t have all day you know. By the way, I love the way your ass looks in this apron, lucky thing the last owners left a few things behind, wasn’t it?” 

 

Jill did not think he expected an answer, so just continued stirring the eggs.  She wanted to get the food made so she could turn around and hide her bottom from view.  Not that the front view was much better, the apron barely covering her chest and not quite coming to the bottom of her pussy but at least she would feel more covered.  She had heard his comment to tom and knew that he too had been looking at her. She heard Tom cough behind her, and could tell that he was uncomfortable too.

 

“Nick, it is going to be a while, maybe I’ll just go and do something outside until you call me.”  He just wasn’t comfortable with seeing Nick with Jill. 

 

“No, it is almost ready, isn’t it Jill.  See, she has the eggs ready and I can see the toast about to pop.”

 

Tom sat down at the table, feeling like he should be doing something, but not wanting to get in Jill’s way.  As she placed the food on the table, he could see that she was avoiding looking at him.  Nick sat down and Jill just stood waiting by the table.  He wanted to tell her to sit down, but knew that Nick was the one in charge. 

 

“This looks great, better then I could have done. Now how about a cuppa?”

 

“Ok, tea or coffee?”

 

“I feel like a cup of tea, what about you Tom? 

 

“Yeah, whatever.”

 

Jill was pleased to have something to do, rather then just standing there with them both looking at her.  Although she could tell that Tom was trying not to look, she had seen him glance up at her once or twice. 

 

“Well, little brother, what do you think of our maid?  Not bad, hey?”

 

“What? Oh yeah, the food looks great.  Where did the apron come from?”

 

“Fuck the apron Tom, I wasn’t asking you about the food or the apron, but he body in the apron.  What do you think of her body, pretty good hey?”

 

“Come on Nick, you know I like her body but you don’t have to embarrass her any more than she already is.”

 

Tom had lowered his voice, but in such a small space, he knew Jill would have heard him.  She was just pouring boiling water into a teapot, having already placed some cups, sugar and milk on the table.  He saw her shake as she carried the pot and couldn’t help standing up and taking the it from her. He could see the smirk on Nick’s face but just ignored it as he placed the pot on the table.

 

“Well, what a gentleman you are. Who would have thought we were both raised in the same house?”

 

Nick could see Jill moving from foot to foot, her eyes down. He thought he could see some tears, but wasn’t sure.

 

“Hey love, come here and sit down. You must be tired after all that cooking.”

 

He saw her look at the empty chair on the other side of the table and shook his head at her, pointing to his lap.   Hesitating for just a moment, she moved and sat gingerly on his lap. He could feel her ass cheeks against his thigh, her body shaking slightly as she perched on his knee.  However, it was when he reached down and stroked a finger along her slit; that she really began to shake.

 

‘What’s wrong honey, still a bit sore there are you?” 

 

Jill just wanted to curl and die, but all she could do was sit there and let him touch her.  Gratefully, he removed his finger and began to eat, feeding her some eggs while she sat there.  Across the table, Tom was trying hard not to look at her, his eyes down on his plate. However, she could him peek at look every so often.  Tom suddenly standing up, causing her to fall in a heap on the floor startled her. Even more startling to her, was the way he just told her to clean up and meet him in the lounge room when she was done.