Razor's Edge of Love

A/N: Still many more changes from the original to come. This chapter didn't even exist before. Enjoy!


Chapter 3, Fine Dining and More:


"Are you ready for dinner?" John called to Julie from the large kitchen.

"Yeah," she answered as she turned the TV off and headed into the dining room.

"So much for our dinner for two," he muttered as they both heard their father's car door slam from the driveway almost as soon as she sat down in her seat to his left.

"I can eat later," she said with a shrug. "There's a tastier treat I want right now anyway," she added as she slid out of her seat and headed under the table in front of him, the long table cloth easily shielding her from anyone else's view.

"What do you think you're doing?" he demanded in a whisper as she knelt in front of him and quickly moved between his slightly parted legs.

"Having some fun," she replied just as softly. "If he asks, just say I went out," she added as she unzipped his black jeans before she undid his belt and unbuttoned them, not wanting their father to hear it later.

"You're gonna get us killed," he said quietly as they heard the front door open.

"Not likely. It's been three months and we've yet to get caught," she replied in her own whisper as she ran her slender hands over his groin.

As her doe eyes smiled up at him, he couldn't bring himself to tell her no. This time it wasn't a playful smile or mischievous grin on her lips. This time her expression was filled with lust and care and he could tell she just wanted to show her affection for him yet again. With that in mind, even if it got them caught, he wasn't about to stop her.

Knowing their father would be in the dining room within seconds, he only nodded his consent so their father wouldn't hear his voice.

Julie's hands ran up his muscular thighs again, her thumbs brushing his slightly growing bulge as she moved the bottom of his long sleeved white shirt up to his waist.

John could tell already that this wouldn't be easy for him to conceal. With her he was never able to be the quiet type and now that he had to be, it was sure to be even more difficult.

"How was work today?" Mr. Franklin asked as he took his seat at the far end of the table across from him once he had gotten his dinner.

"Fine," John answered, hoping he wouldn't notice his strained tone as his body's desire continued to grow.

"That's it? Fine?"

"We got a few new clients at the gym, nothing too important," he managed to say as he felt Julie reach into his pants and boxers and grasp his quickly hardening cock before running it through her loose fist a few times.

"I'd say it's important," Mr. Franklin said. "Business seems to be picking up. It normally doesn't get too many clients until just after the holidays," he added before taking a bite of the meal John had made.

"I guess it's the new promotions they're doing," he said just before a blissful sigh escaped his throat and his eyes closed briefly when he felt Julie's lips slip over his burning tool and take nearly his entirety into her hot mouth.

"What are some of the new promotions?" their father asked.

His mind was swimming and he had to fight to keep his attention on the conversation as Julie grasped his cock at the base and swirled her tongue over its length. Then, twirling slowly over the pulsating head next before sucking hard at it. "Two for one specials," he said as he tried to keep from panting.

"Are you all right?" Mr. Franklin asked as he noticed his son's slightly flushed features and increasing breaths.

"Work," he replied quickly. "Images of a couple customers today."

"Uh huh," he replied, sounding rather intrigued. "Any you care to talk about?"

By now Julie was gripping his throbbing shaft tightly in her right hand as she continued to stroke him while still sucking hard at his very red and swollen tip. At the same time she had brought her left hand to his needful balls, squeezing gently.

"There's one I can think of," John answered as he glanced to Julie while he still fought to keep his breathing under control and his tone at its normal octave, though his hips were ready to start bucking into Julie.

"What's she like?" he asked. "A leggy blonde with blue eyes, possibly?"

John glanced down to Julie again and briefly met her eyes with a slight smile as he slightly blurted out, "The opposite, actually."

Realizing he needed a chance to really breathe, especially if they weren't going to be discovered, she slid her lips down his impressive stalk once again.

"Any chance she's got a sister interested in older men?" Mr. Franklin asked before he took a sip of his beer.

"No," he said as he began to realize he'd come soon and when he did, it would be nothing short of explosive. The thrill of getting away with this only adding to the searing pleasure coursing through his veins.

"Maybe she's got a friend or two then," he said with a slight smile as he took another sip of his beer. "After all, you mentioned the two for one specials, she must have signed up with someone."

"Maybe," he said as he fought a sharp gasp as Julie had hollowed her cheeks and sped her pace, now truly fucking him with her talented mouth. Her left hand had moved to his right hip to keep him in his seat, but it was only barely working.

"That reminds me, where's your sister?" he asked.

"She said she'd be back soon, something about a friend wanting to see her," he said before having to fight another gasp as he felt his entire groin burning with need and his hips soon to be bucking wildly out of his seat, his hands tightly clutching the armrests in hope of keeping that from happening. His body was no longer wanting to listen to his mind. And his mind was quickly caring less that he was seated six feet across from his father with his sister being the one filling his senses with what he knew no other could.

He was there and he and Julie both knew it. Just a few more pumps from her soft lips and his best orgasm from a blowjob tore through him. His eyes slammed shut and his body shuddered almost violently as his swollen balls emptied themselves down Julie's throat when she took him in deeper.

Julie didn't mind, she was too glad to know it wouldn't be on the chair or floor and thereby truly get them caught, even if it would be after the fact. And still she continued to stroke him until his final shudders had ceased.

When he was finally finished his eyes began to slowly open again and he lolled against the back of his chair, slowly beginning to regain actual control of his breathing and senses.

And just as he began to lean down to give his sister a deep kiss of appreciation and affection, he remembered his surroundings and immediately looked ahead to see if their father had seen.

To his thankful surprise, it seemed if he had seen he had chosen to ignore it. His eyes were on his plate, continuing to eat what was left of his dinner.

"Cover me," Julie whispered as she began to slip away from him and out from under the table.

John nodded and looked back to their father, wanting to distract him as soon as possible if his eyes met the direction Julie was headed in.

But still, it seemed his eyes were glued on his plate, eating rather quickly.

"Is there a reason you're suddenly in such a hurry?" John asked just before he took a long sip of his water, hoping it would keep his attention on him though he was still steadily recovering.

"I just remembered there's something I needed to take care of earlier," he replied. "At work."

"It's kind of late," he said as he began to set himself right again under the table.

"It still needs to be taken care of before morning," he said.

Just then they heard the front door close and John smiled in relief as he knew she had managed to make it seem as though she had been out.

"Julie?" their father called.

"Yeah, it's me," she called back. Quickly she made her way into the dining room and couldn't help but ask, "I didn't miss anything, did I?" as she glanced to her brother while she slowly licked her lips in his direction.

"I don't think so," he said, having to fight to repress a smile.

"Well, I'm sorry, but I'm off," their father said to Julie. "There's something I need to take care of back at the office. I should be back in a few hours."

"Later," the two said in unison.

Once they heard the door slam on his way out, John said, "I can't believe we got away with it. You know this means I have to repay the favor though, right?"

"That hadn't occurred to me," Julie said with a slight smile, possibly more thankful than he was at having not been caught since it had been her idea.

"John?" Julie called when she came in the next night after having seen their father's car gone from the driveway and the house dark aside from a fire in the fireplace.

"Hey," he said with a smile as he turned to her from his seat on the floor in front of the fireplace.

"What's going on?" she asked as she walked over to him.

"You forgot, didn't you?"

"I must have," she said as she knelt in front of him and tried to search her memory, but the sight of the fire illuminating his gorgeous brown eyes made it even harder for her to remember.

"As of tonight, we have this place to ourselves for the whole weekend," he told her. "Dad's trip? And guess who just so happens to have the entire weekend off from the gym?"

"I thought that was next week."

"That's because you're always afraid of it not being real."

"Are we sure this isn't an elaborate prank for him to walk in on us?"

"Have a seat," he said, offering her his chest to lean against.

She did and moved as close to him as she could get as he wrapped his strong arms around her slim waist.

"We have this place entirely to ourselves for the next two and a half days," he said as he moved his lips closer to her neck. "I don't know about you, but that gives me a few ideas," he added as he swept her dark hair off her neck and began to softly kiss each tender inch of it.

"Alone, here with you for two days, should I be concerned?" she asked with a smile as she took in each sensation.

"Nah, I have more than this in mind," he told her. "I just like this being your preview instead of ruining the real surprises."

"I like previews," she said as she leaned back against him a little more.

"I could give you an extended one if you'd like," he told her in a low tone as he moved his hands to caress her sides.

"Mmmm, this is nice," she purred as her eyes slowly closed.

He smiled softly, but could tell she wasn't quite having the reaction he had anticipated. "Come on, beautiful," he said softly as he began to stand.

"Hmm?" she asked, her mild exhaustion showing through.

"Let's get you to bed," he told her softly as he scooped her into his strong arms and began to carry her through the large, single story house to her room.

Julie just put her arms around his neck and cooed softly as she enjoyed the idea of him carrying her as if she were his bride.

After a few seconds John was lying her down into her bed and covering her with the sheets.

"You're not staying?" she asked sleepily as he kissed her forehead.

"We'll have plenty of time for that tomorrow and Sunday, just rest tonight," he replied.

The next morning Julie awoke first and made her way into John's room. Not only was his door unlocked, but it was open. He was still asleep and she climbed into his bed beside him.

She looked to him for a few seconds before deciding on how to wake him. Slowly she ran the fingers of her right hand over his soft, cupid bow lips before lowering hers to them, kissing him softly until he began to stir.

It didn't take more than a few seconds for John to realize what was happening. And without a second thought he kissed her back as his arms began to coil around her.

"Morning," she said with a smile when they parted.

"It seems someone slept well," he said with his own smile. "But careful, a guy could get used to this."

"Careful yourself," she replied, her smile yet to fade. "A girl could get just as used to last night."

"Are you ready for day one?" he asked.

"Am I?"

"Let me get dressed and we'll find out," he said before kissing her again.

When they parted again Julie moved to his side and let him get out of the bed and watched as he dressed in a pair of loose fitting khakis and another long sleeved white shirt.

For Julie watching John dress was just as much of a turn on as watching him undress. Knowing she was the only one he wanted to take his clothes off of him. Being the only one allowed to truly appreciate the magnificent view just about when ever she wanted. Already her pulse was quickening in anticipation of his surprises for her. But it did surprise her a bit to see he felt he needed to dress for the day.

As for her, she was still in the denim shorts and long sleeved pink shirt she had been wearing the day before, not having wanted to stop and change before making her way into his room.

"All right, let's go on to the kitchen," he said when he'd finished.

"So, what's in store for today?" she asked as she climbed out of the bed.

"We never got our dinner for two last night, so breakfast for two it is," he answered.

But just then a phone ringing loudly sounded.

"Typical," John muttered as he reached for his cell phone. "Hello?"

Julie managed to overhear a bit of the conversation and within seconds she realized it was one of his co-workers trying to get him to cover for him. Julie then took the phone from his hand and turned it off.

"Give it back," he told her playfully.

"Come and get it," she said with a wide smile and playful laugh as she darted towards the back door and made her way to the backyard.

John quickly followed and sped up to her as she wasn't really trying to get away from him. He couldn't have cared less about the phone right then, he was just enjoying seeing Julie this way when she hadn't acted like this in he couldn't remember how long.

"Ah!" she cried as he got her just under her ribs and lifted her into the air before quickly spinning her around once, Julie's hands at his biceps to steady herself before he set her back down.

They were each laughing and breathing a little heavily when he set her back down, both having enjoyed their outdoor playtime.

"You're still not talking to your co-workers today," she said as playfully as before as she slipped the phone into the left pocket of her denim shorts and took off again.

This time when John got to her, he coiled his arms around her waist from behind and pulled her to him as they each began to slip slowly to the ground, landing softly.

Rather than get back up right away, Julie began to lay down on her right side just next to him.

John reclined himself down to his left side facing her and put his arm around her as she moved closer to him. "Can I have my phone back now?" he asked with a soft smile, his eyes getting lost in the depths of hers.

"If you promise not to answer it for the rest of the day," she replied as she continued to recover her breath.

"How about if I don't even turn it back on until Dad gets back?" he said, his smile yet to fade as he couldn't help but enjoy this sight of her.

Julie's eyes lit up as she said, "Even better," before another laugh emerged from her just before she leaned in to kiss him. "I'll even let you get it yourself," she added when they parted as she rolled over onto her back.

Since having been granted permission, John reached into Julie's side pocket and retrieved the phone before putting it into his own. "Okay, now it's time for breakfast," he said as they began to stand.