“Yeah, I might go clean up,” I replied.
It was only early afternoon, but I hadn’t really done anything today. Yet, I’d also done so much. I felt myself missing both Erica and Emily’s presence and couldn’t wait to see both of my sisters. Amanda and Mel were great, but they were here. I’m sure I’d miss them just as much if I was spending the day with the other two. I didn’t have a favourite. I couldn’t let myself do that.
“I’m gonna go play some games,” Mel said, standing and stretching her arms over her head. I let my eyes roam across her body as she stretched, receiving a coy smile from Mel when our eyes met.
After the pool, I went up to my flat to take a quick shower and change, picking out a pair of grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt. I wasn’t planning on going anywhere. Once dressed, I brushed my hair quickly and headed back down to the house to see if I could make myself useful for Amanda. Things may have been awkward between us, but I did want to help out around the house and take a load off her plate.
Spending time with the dark-haired beauty was just an added bonus.
“Anyone home?” I called out as I entered the kitchen through the back door.
The kitchen was spotless–as usual–but there was no sign of Amanda of Mel. I walked the bottom floor of the house, looking for my siblings, but I couldn’t find either of them anywhere. Then I remembered Mel said something about playing some games. I had noticed an Xbox console in the living room earlier, but I had checked there first. The TV was off, and there was no sign that anyone had been there since Emily left.
That meant there was only one place she could be.
I ascended the stairs nervously since I hadn’t spent much time up here. The girl’s bedrooms were all up here, and it felt like I was invading their privacy just by coming up here without their permission. My mother–and grandparents–had been very strict to never enter someone’s bedroom without their consent, especially if the door was closed. It was so ingrained in me that I found it physically difficult to even consider just going upstairs and knocking on a random door without someone knowing first. Earlier had been okay because both Emily and Mel had been okay with it. What if I walked in on someone changing or doing something private? Mel would probably be thrilled that I did, but Amanda might freak out. Even if she did have mutual feelings for me.
I took a deep breath and decided it was time to nut up. My siblings had been letting themselves into my living space since I arrived here.
I knew which room was Amanda’s from earlier–and that Erica’s was right next to hers–but I didn’t know which was Mel’s and which was Emily’s. It made it easier to guess since Emily was out right now so I wouldn’t be walking in on her unexpectedly.
I passed by Amanda and Erica’s closed doors and the open bathroom door to the only other two doors at the end of the hallway. The guessing game of which door to pick was actually relatively easy once I was standing in front of them. One door had a poster of a
famous thrash metal guitarist hanging on it, while the other had a decorative skeleton hanging from the door handle. I chuckled at the differences between the twins and how easy it was to pick their styles.
Both were as cute as the other, though.
I knocked on Mel’s door gently but heard nothing back. I waited a few seconds before knocking again a little louder. I was starting to feel a little anxious standing in the hallway, so I tried the handle. The door opened smoothly, and I peeked into the room. I had been expecting a room of black sheets, Halloween decorations, candles, skulls, and black painted walls. Then I remembered the cute pyjamas Mel wore to bed, and Mel’s bedroom’s purple and pink décor fit her perfectly. The bed was large, with a white metal frame and thick mattress. The hot pink covers and matching pillows were lit up by purple LED lights behind the bed, which bathed the room in a strong purple hue that made distinguishing the other colours difficult. Although not as large as Amanda’s, the room was spacious–with a floor to ceiling mirrored wardrobe against the wall opposite the bed, which could make for some interesting sex, especially with the nightclub-like LED lights.
Against the far wall sat my platinum-haired sister. Mel had her back to the door, sitting at her desk in a purple gaming chair. Her computer flashed like a rainbow, adding to the chaotic blend of colours around her desk. Mel’s chair spun around slowly, and she gave me a wide grin when she saw me.
“Be right back, guys,” she said, then clicked a button on her keyboard before removing her headset. Which was also purple, with cat ears.
“I wasn’t exactly expecting all this,” I said, gesturing to the room.
“I like to keep some surprises,” Mel giggled.
“Well, colour me surprised,” I laughed.
Mel hopped to her feet, and I took in her unicorn and rainbow pyjama pants and top that looked like it’d be tight on a five-year-old. She very clearly wasn’t wearing a bra still. She didn’t wear much–if any–makeup, and her hair was tied back in a simple ponytail, but she looked as beautiful as the first day I met her.
“What brings you here?” Mel asked, crossing the room to stand before me.
“Just wondering where everyone was,” I said, looking down at her.
Mel was easily the shortest of my siblings, barely reaching my nipples when she was barefoot. But Mel never let her size dictate how she acted or how others saw her. Her presence was demanding, and she knew how to control the room and get her way. She’d all but mastered how to deal with me.
“Well…I’m glad you finally made it,” Mel whispered. “I was starting to worry I’d have to get myself off.”
Her low, husky tone sent shivers down my spine with her implications. “You were waiting for me?”
“Of course. Just being in the same room as you will have me dripping in seconds,” Mel bit her lip, then grabbed my hand and brought it to her stomach. She guided my hand under the waistband of her pyjama pants and between her legs. “Can’t you feel how wet I am?”
Mel had opted to not wear any panties, and my hand came into contact with her bare and extremely wet pussy. She felt incredibly warm and inviting. The arousal from her vagina had spread to the tops of her inner thighs. I wanted nothing more than to tear her clothes off and lap up her juices.
“I can see you’re in a similar situation,” Mel said, pulling my hand from between her legs.
I looked down to see my sweatpants tenting with my erection. I hadn’t put on any underwear either, so there was nothing to restrict my cock. There were only two thin pieces of material between Mel and me at this moment.
I was alone with Mel in her bedroom, and there was nothing to stop us from finally taking that last step.
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