leave it; the part-timers come by to
do the dishes in the afternoon.”
I figured just as much. No wonder this house
was so clean despite being the size of a castle. With as much time
as the twins spent fooling around, one could assume that they
barely spent any time doing their chores.
“You don’t mind if I use the shower, right?” I
asked, putting the cooking utensils and the plates I’d already used
into the sink.
Riley shrugged. “You’ve used our kitchen
without asking, so why not the shower?”
“Good point.” I removed the band from my hair
and let it fall. I had tied my hair up so that it wouldn’t get in
the way of cooking.
Halfway up the steps, two hands groped my
breasts from behind.
I took in a sharp breath. “Hey!”
Ryan massaged them through my shirt. “You’ll
let us join you, right? After all, I was looking pretty forward to
morning sex.”
***
My pussy was officially sore. I didn’t let the
twins get into the shower with me, but they somehow convinced me to
join them for another round of epic sex on their bed.
Riley snaked an arm around my waist. “And we
haven’t even gone to the ‘naughty’ room yet,” he muttered, smiling
to himself.
I had never heard about the ‘naughty’ room,
but the sound of it made my insides coil.
We lied down on the bed, basking in our sex
afterglow. The twins looked more rejuvenated than ever, but I was
so tired that I had to stop myself from falling asleep.
“So, about a job,” Ryan said. “We could get
you one, you know.”
I considered the idea. If the press got hold
of an arrangement like that, they’d likely turn it into a
scandal—not that the scandal wouldn’t be true at first, but it’d
without a doubt blow out of proportion in a matter of months, even
days. What about the death threats? The twins had a huge female
following, and some of them should presumably be crazy. I didn’t
want a crazed fan running at me with a knife.
I put my finger on my chin. “Thanks for
offering, but I don’t think it’s a good idea.”
Riley propped himself up. “Why not? Don’t you
have to pay the rent? We were the ones who got you fired,
anyway.”
“The press will make things pretty
bad.”
“We’ll get you a job at another company. It
doesn’t have to be directly related to us. You’ll be
safe.”
“Really?” I perked up, excited at the new
prospect. “That’d be great. I can do anything related to business.
Basic accounting, financing, marketing is my specialty, or even
just filing things will do.” It felt weird trying to pitch myself
to my new bosses while completely naked.
Ryan grinned. “Don’t worry about it. We’ll get
it settled.”
We started up small chat. I learned that Ryan
was an adrenaline junkie and spent a lot of his time at the race
track. He went parasailing, bungee jumping, and skydiving, too.
Riley, on the other hand, didn’t like thrills as much as his
brother. He could appreciate the occasional roller coaster and even
followed his brother skydiving, but he preferred the finer, less
dangerous things in life, like watching theatre or simply going to
one of their vacation homes to relax.
“Being so different, the two of you seem to be
very close,” I said.
“We’re the most comfortable around each
other,” Ryan said. “That’s how we were raised. We need some alone
time once in a while, but I can’t stand being apart from him for
too long.”
“Why me, though? There were so many girls at
the club who would have willingly slept with you. Why get a drunk
girl?” That question had been lingering in my mind for some time,
although it went more along the lines of ‘ why couldn’t they find
another girl to bother?’ I thought that they just picked a girl
at random and I was, in some strange way, their type.
Riley snuggled his face into my neck. “Because
you can tell us apart.” His breath tickled me and sent a tingle
down my back.
Confused by his unexpected answer, I