“Hey honey,” I said, “can you bring me the cheese?”
Rose turned slowly around wide-eyed. She looked at Lys then looked at Amy. Lys nodded and Rose looked back to Amy. “What did you do,” she asked Amy, “How did you do this?”
Amy, not trusting herself to not drop the truth simply smiled and shrugged. Lys handed Rose the cheese and she ran, or at least tried to run, out on the porch and hugged me as tight as her belly would allow her. I was beginning to understand how my behavior, my hermitage, affected my family. I was more than a little ashamed of myself.
“Mom,” Chris said, “I’m tired. Can’t we stay one more night?”
Amy gave me a smirk and said, ‘If you and Clare would like to, sure. Clare?
“As long as I can stay right here for a while, I’m all for it,” Clare said and pushed herself further into the jets. Sometimes kids were predictable.
My burger skills were still on point, I’m happy to report. Between the seven of us, we ate entirely too much and stayed up entirely too late. Rose and Steven eventually went home and the kids went to bed leaving Lys, Amy, and I talking well into the night.
We talked seriously about our plans. Lys asked us, “So is this a thing? Are you two a thing?”
We agreed that we were and that no matter what we’d be as honest with our family as possible, especially the kids. We just didn’t know how to address it. Lys said, “I’m here for both of you. I’m happy for both of you. But you want to address this sooner rather than later. I don’t think you want Clare figuring it out because she hears or sees something. She’s quiet but she opened up a lot to Rose and I. She’s a smart kid.”
Around 1:00 AM Sophie came home and we were still talking, though now it was just small talk. The serious “future” discussion ended some time before.
“Hey folks,” Sophie said as she came through the door, “didn’t expect to see anyone awake or Aunt Amy still here. Though I’m glad you are.”
“We’re leaving after breakfast,” Amy said.
“What did you guys do today? Anything fun? Anything that I don’t want to hear?”
“Oh,” Amy said, ‘Lys took the kids to the parade and carnival and Dean and Cal came for a visit. Then I got your dad to dance with me and he grilled burgers for everyone.” I could tell at this point Amy was bragging. She caught on quickly to how big a deal this was.
Sophie looked at Amy in shock and Lys nodded her confirmation. There was such a look of gratitude on Sophie’s face my heart broke a little.
“How was work, sweetie,” I asked, trying to change the tone.
Sophie pointed to several spots on her scrubs. “These are blood, this one is puke, this one is piss, and you don’t want to know what this one is. I’d love to sit and talk but I have to burn these, get a shower, and get some sleep. Aunt Amy, anytime you want to stay longer, please do. I’m sorry but I’m not going to hug anyone right now.”
Sophie went upstairs and a few minutes later Lys said her goodnight and went upstairs. I was shocked at how late it was and how little I cared about the time. I’d stay up all night if it meant more time with Amy.
Amy had a look of joy and contentment at how her day went and that feeling was contagious. I stood up and held my hand out to her. She took it and she was back in my arms again. I began to hum the old Elvis tune as I danced with my lovely sister.
Amy signed happily and said, “If you’re going to start singing again give me a moment to take my shorts and panties off. You’re going to ruin them.”
“Oh, are you saying my singing is a panty-dropper,” I asked as I bent down a little and kissed her neck.
Amy let out a groan as she clung to me. “Have you always been like this? If you have, I can’t believe you and Grace only had two children.”
“Rose was a rough pregnancy,” I said. “It kinda wrecked the joint.”
“Well, there’s an image. Can I ask what happened?”
“To be fair, it wasn’t Rose. It was her brother.”
Amy looked at me in surprise. “You mean Rose was a twin?”
“Started that way, yeah. At 18 weeks he miscarried and it almost killed all three of them. Rose wound up joining our party a month early in the end. She spent time in the NICU and Grace had to have a hysterectomy.”
“That’s horrible! I’m so sorry,” Amy said.
“Rose knew, too. Just like I always knew. She knew something was missing. She asked us one day if she was supposed to be a twin. She was four and we hadn’t explained it to her, yet. All the same, she knew. She could remember him. She knew.”
We lapsed into silence and danced to my humming. “…”I can’t help falling in love with you,” I sang quietly.
Just as we were about to kiss, we heard a small voice from the top of the stairs, “Mom? Uncle David? Are you down there?”
“Come on down, sweetie,” Amy said.
Chris walked down the stairs and attached himself to his mom. “I had a bad dream.”
I knelt down to look at him eye to eye. “What did you dream, buddy?”
“I dreamt that something came out of that building out behind the house and came in and ate us.”
“There’s nothing out there that wants to eat anyone,” I said.
“What is out there?”
I picked Chris up and we went outside. We walked the stone path to my outbuilding and I keyed the code for the access door.
When we went inside, Chris’s eyes lit up as the lights came on and revealed my RV.
“Cool,” Chris said, “a camper!”
“Yup. If we have time, I’ll show you the inside tomorrow before you leave.”
“Can we go camping in it someday?”
“Sure can, buddy. Though I have to get it inspected. I haven’t moved it in a long time.”
“Cool. Where have you gone in it,” he asked.
“Oh…you’re Aunt Grace and I used to go all over in it. Maybe we can try to go to Gettysburg for the 4th of July,” I said.
“Okay,” Chris said with a yawn.
I carried him back to the house and took him upstairs to bed. I tucked him in and went back into the hallway where Amy was waiting for me with a decidedly hungry look in her eye.
“I was going to go to sleep seeing as how late it was,” she began, “but after that display of raw father-power I need some of that brother-dick first. Your shower. Let’s go.”
Who was I to say no?
We quietly crept down the hall to my bedroom and closed and locked the door. We slowly undressed each other, simply enjoying the feel and touch of the process.
Amy and I went into the ensuite and she fired up the shower. We climbed in and took turns soaping and rinsing each other one body part at a time. When we were done washing, Amy turned around, spread her legs, and bent over giving me a perfect view of her aroused pussy.
I wasted no time. I slid my cock into her and bottomed out and she shuddered right away with a mini orgasm.
“Fuck me,” she said. “Fuck me as hard as you can.”
Who was I to say no?
I began to thrust into Amy with abandon while pulling her into me at the same time. I bottomed out each time.
“Make my cunt yours,” she ordered. “Give your cock all to your sister.”
This time I decided two could play at her game of dirty talk. “Is that what you want,” I asked, “You want your brother’s cock in you? You want your twin brother’s cock in you, fucking you?”
“Yesssss,” she hissed. “Make me yours. No other cock will ever belong there again.”
Well, that was enough for me. When I came it felt like a gunshot. As my dick swelled and began to shoot, her orgasm triggered and her muscles squeezed and pulled me until I was dry. When I was done, I had to lean against the wall behind me and I watched as aftershocks took Amy’s body by like a lightning storm. Then the damn giggling began.
Amy and I rinsed and toweled off while she giggled. When we were dry we climbed into bed and I fell asleep quickly, quite content with my sister in my arms.
I was woken up sometime before dawn. It was still very dark and a glance at the clock read 4:30. I woke up I could feel my cock engulfed in a warm, wet sensation and I could feel Amy’s weight resting on me. When I stirred, she leaned down and gave me a soft kiss.
“What are you doing,” I asked, still a little groggy.
“I thought that would be obvious,” she said. “I’m making love to my brother one last time before I have to leave in the morning. I don’t want him to forget about me.”
“That would be impossible.”
Amy rocked herself on me slowly and gently. Each time she rolled back I raised my hips to thrust deeper inside. We made love that way for half an hour before I finally climaxed inside her. Her own orgasm was much gentler than what I’d seen so far but she looked just as satisfied.
When we were finished, Amy kissed me again. “I love you very much, David.”
“I love you too, Amy.”
Amy rolled off of me and found the jade kimono she left on my floor the night before. “I’m going to go back to my room. Chris will be up early and I don’t know what to tell him about us, yet.”
“We’ll think of something. Soon,” I assured her.
She quietly left the room and I laid back down with my hands behind my head, looking blankly at the ceiling. I never did fall back asleep.
Day 5
I can’t stay that I woke up along that morning because I never fell asleep after Amy woke me up by mounting me at 4:30. At 6:30 my door flew open and my nephew came bounding in. “Uncle Dave! Time to get up. Breakfast is ready!”
“Okay, okay buddy. Go on down and I’ll be there in just a minute.”
Chris left the room and I heard him bound down the hall banging on Sophie and Lys’s door in the distance. “Oh boy,” I thought, “good thing he’s cute.”
I rolled out of bed and got dressed. By the time I opened my door I met Lys and Sophie in the hall. Lys was all smiles. Sophie looked fit to strangle someone.
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