Chapter 16

Undone

Later the same day

I was sitting at the table, having dinner with my whole family. As I was eating my lasagna I received a text from Maura. I choked on my food when I saw what she sent me. It was a photo of her body wearing only a pair of sexy underwear. She had cut her head from the picture but I would recognize that body from million others.

"What is it, Jane?" my mother asked me and took a peek at my phone even before I could hide the picture. I quickly tried to hide my phone, moving my hand away but she obviously saw it because she exclaimed:

"What is that!?"

"Nothing," I answered, starting to sweat. I began to panic. Not again!

"Jane, show it to me," she insisted, demanding to see the picture I was watching. The picture of Maura wearing only her underwear. Could she recognize Maura if she sees the picture? Of course not, don't be ridiculous! Or at least I hope so. I had to do something.

"No. It's nothing, Ma" I protested, hoping that she would just let it go and leave me alone.

"Give me your phone, " she scolded me.

I had no other choice so I gave it to her and she saw the photo of Maura's body.

"What is that?" she opened her eyes widely, seeing the picture. I was so screwed!

"Underwear," I answered nervously.

"And why are you watching this picture?"

I had to think of a lie and I had to do it really fast. Another lie to get me out of that uncomfortable situation. My dad and brothers were watching at us with a certain curiosity but didn't say a thing - they didn't interfere.

"I just wanted to buy it," I quickly thought of a lie.

"Jane, I don't think that this underwear will fit you. I mean, look at the model's boobs. Don't take offense but honey, this is too big for you."

"Ma, don't discuss my private underwear over diner."

"If you need any clothes or underwear or anything else, we could go shopping together," she stated, offering me her help.

"Ma!" I exclaimed. "I am eating."

"You are the one who is watching underwear over dinner," she reminded me.

With that the conversation was over and she didn't ask me any further questions. After dinner I went straight in my room. I hoped my mother didn't suspect anything.

Soon someone knocked at my door and came in my room. When I saw it was Frankie I breathed a sigh of relief. I thought it was my mother and I got a bit tense. When Frankie had came back from the mall with my mother we talked. He wanted to know what happened and why I needed his help. So I explained him everything - I shared with him what happened. I told him about everything that had happened between me and Maura, leaving some details out. He wasn't very surprised because he told me he had some suspicions about it. And then he reminded me that I owe him a big favor and he could ask me to do anything. Whatever he wants and whenever he wants it.

"What happened at dinner?" Frankie asked me, closing the door behind him. I saw he was really curious to find out and that didn't surprise me. "Let me guess, Maura sent you that photo and she was the one on the picture only in her underwear."

"Well... yeah," I confirmed and looked down a bit embarrassed. I didn't want to lie because he probably knew the truth anyway.

"Kinky," he exclaimed, smirking. "Would you show me the picture?"

"What? No! Of course not!"

I couldn't believe him! How could he dare to ask me such a thing?! He was putting his life at stake, he must know that.

"Come on. I'll give you a dollar if you show it to me," he insisted.

"No," I repeated. Was he insane?! For a dollar! He was being preposterous.

"Alright. I'll give you two."

"No!"

"Twenty?" he suggested.

"Nooo," I said it even louder so he could understand and see my frustration from his request. He couldn't be talking seriously.

"Alright then. Let me think... If you show it to me I'll do your chores for a month."

His offer was really tempting - he knew me so well. I hated doing the chores in the house and he knew how to bribe me. But I wasn't going to show him the picture for anything in the world.

"No way," I answered him.

"For two months?"

"Forget it. It's best to leave before you piss me off," I warned him.

"You know, I never thought I'll say it but you have excellent taste in women."

"Get out!" I shouted at him, trying to scare him off. I jumped from my bed and he quickly went out of my room.

My phone vibrated so I closed the door after Frankie and I quickly ran to my nightstand, taking my phone to answer it. I saw Maura was calling me.

"Hey," I heard Maura's voice. It was so nice she was calling me after everything that happened. "I am sorry for this afternoon."

"Hey," I answered back, smiling. "Yeah, me too."

"Did you like the picture I sent you?"

"Oohh," I groaned with frustration. She was such a teaser! "The picture..." I paused, imaging it in my mind. "Yeah, I liked it. I liked it a lot. But I am not the only one who saw it. Sorry about that. And do you know who saw it too?"

"Who?" I heard the sudden panic in her voice.

"My mom."

"Oh, my God. No! Tell me you are joking."

"Nope," I answered her. "She saw it and do you know what I told her?"

"No. What?"

"Well... I had a lot to explain, to put it mildly. I said it was just a picture of underwear that I want to buy. And she said it's too big for me."

Maura started laughing. "Oh, no. Really?" she asked, still giggling.

"Maura, it's not funny."

"I am sorry, Jane." She apologized and yet she couldn't stop laughing.

"I am glad you find it amusing," I noted. "My size is obviously pretty laughable."

"No, Jane." She stopped laughing and got serious. "I am not laughing at you."

"Just so you know, not everyone is as gifted as you. Sorry," I said, hoping she would understand that I was just joking.

"I like you the way you are. I already told you that... and I even showed you just how much I like you," she informed me. "And just so you know, I think that your chest size is appropriate."

"Appropriate?" I repeated, amused at her statement.

"It's perfect, Jane," she answered. "Actually, I am dying to see it right now."

"Oh, yeah. Keep wishing," I nagged with her.

"Oh, come on, Jane. Didn't you get the hint?"

"Nope," I lied, teasing her. "I am not good with hints."

"I want you to send me a picture of you."

"No," I quickly refused her request, probably blushing a little. It was good that we were just talking on the phone so she couldn't see my face.

"I showed you mine, now you show me yours."

"Ha ha," I laughed loudly. "Is that how it goes?"

"Yeah. That's how it goes. It's like a rule. Haven't you heard of it?"

I liked playful Maura. I wanted to play as well, tease her a little bit more since she was in such a good mood.

"Hmm... It doesn't ring any bells," I answered, stroking my chin.

"So... are you taking it now? I can wait," she informed me.

"Nope. Don't hold your breath."

"You know, Jane, I cut my head from the picture just for precaution. But you don't have to do that."

"Well, nicely done. Very thoughtful of you," I said, relieved that my mother didn't suspect anything. "If you hadn't done that then I would have a lot more to explain."

"Yes. I can only imagine," she said and fell silent for a while. "Jane, what are you doing? Talk to me, I like hearing your voice."

"Nothing. I am just lying in bed, thinking about you," I answered her but I immediately regretted. "Sorry. That came out so cheesy. It was really lame." She laughed at my silly statement. "And you?"

"You're not taking the picture, are you?"

"Nope. Maybe some other time. You know how nervous I get..."

"Yeah. You're really cute when you are nervous, Jane. But I want you to relax... Just close your eyes and try to relax. Don't get so nervous, I already told you I don't bite."

"Hey, Maura... Are you still wearing that underwear... you know, from the picture?" I dared to ask her.

"Yes," she answered shortly. "I am lying in bed and... I am touching myself, thinking about you. I like hearing your voice, it's so low, deep and husky... Jane, are you still there? " she asked, making a pause. "I can hear your breathing."

"Yeah. Still here," I murmured, trying to stay calm even thought my head exploded when I heard what she was doing. Was she joking? I think she was. Perhaps she was just teasing me since she was in such a playful mood.

"I want you to touch yourself, Jane."

"What? Are you crazy? You're joking, right? " I asked nervously, clearing my voice because my mouth suddenly went dry. But after a few minutes of consideration, since Maura didn't confirm it was a joke and I understood that she really meant what she said, I asked: "What if someone hears me?"

"Haven't you.. uhm... done it before? What do you do when your parents are-"

"Oh," I interrupted her. "Well, I always do... it... uhm... when no one's at home."

"Then put some music on," she suggested.

"Yeah, that's a great idea."

I put some music on - loud enough to muffle my moans but also a bit quite so it wouldn't draw anyone's attention.

"I wish we could just continue from where we stopped," Maura said as I got more comfortable on my bed. I thought it would be a bit strange to do it over the phone but I just closed my eyes and listened to her voice, trying to relax. "I want to touch you, Jane. I wish you were here, in my room so I could see you."

"Yeah. Me too," I muttered an answer.

"Jane, are you touching yourself?" she asked and her voice got raspier than before.

I felt a bit embarrassed to do it but I slided my free hand under my pants and started touching myself as I confirmed: "Yeah."

"Where is your hand?" She was already touching herself judging by her uneven and raspy voice.

"Down there," I muttered nervously, biting my lip harshly. I was so excited and nervous at the same time.

I was just listening to her heavy breathing which soon turned into soft moans all the while I was pleasuring myself as well.

Suddenly someone knocked on my door.

"Jane," my mother called me and I dropped my phone on the bed from surprise, quickly moving my hand away. My heart was racing so fast and I got so startled from that loud and persistent knock on my door. "Turn that music off. Your father is going to bed early because he has to work tomorrow."

"Alright, Ma." I called back, sighing with relief that she didn't come in my room.

I quickly turn the music off and just stood there for a while. I needed a moment to calm down.

"Jane, what happened?" asked Mura over the phone after I took it once again to explain to her.

"I dropped my cell phone. Sorry about that. As you probably heard it was my mother. So I have to go unfortunately."

"But we didn't finish our... uhm... conversation," she emphasized on the word conversation, making it sound so dirty. "Again," she added with certain disappointment.

"Yeah, I know. I think that maybe we are cursed," I concluded. It made sense to me - after all we tried so many times and every single time we got interrupted. My mother definitely knew how to ruin a moment. And she didn't even realized it.

"Or maybe it's a sign. Perhaps it's just not meant to be, you know... Maybe we are rushing things."

"I don't think so... It's just a bad luck."

"I was thinking about it and I'd like to ask you something..." It took her a while but she continued: " Jane, would you go out on a date with me?"

"Sure. I would be glad to have a date with you, Maura."

"Let's say next Saturday evening?"

"Alright. But where are we going?" I was curious. She sounded like she has given it some thought.

"No worries. I will take care of everything. I know just the place."