A Strange Normal

It's genuinely surprising to wake up alone, I've had so much physical contact recently that being on my own feels alien. I panic when I look at my watch, until I realise it's the weekend... Do I really need to get up yet? Feels like I could just stay here forever, like I've reached the peak of a mountain and I don't need to climb anymore...

Then I hear the moans coming from the next room, and I realise that time waits for no one. A knock soon comes from my door, probably Poppy wanting to hang out. "Come in" I respond, sitting up in bed. To my surprise, it's not my sister who enters my room.

"Thought you'd be up and about by now, you've got a harem to keep busy, apparently." Trish laughs as she shuts the door behind her.

I'm not sure how to react, I know Trish isn't against us anymore, but her presence still puts me on edge. "They seem to keep themselves busy." I point out. It's not like she wouldn't be able to hear the moans, I'd hope that they at least checked if Rouge was out... But who's to say with them?

"I can tell... Aww, reminds me of me and Rouge when we were that age, just insatiable." My aunt giggles, her disposition really does seem different since we slept together, I guess she's starting to accept that part of herself. "I... Well, I wanted to apologise, for the other day, cornering you like that. More than just morally wrong, it was unprofessional to bring my personal life to work. I'm sorry."

I don't think it's any more professional to sleep with two of your students, but at this point, that line's the least of our concerns. "Don't worry about that, it's all in the past now." I reassure her. "Have you spoken to Marie at all? Rosie may have been exaggerating the other day, I didn't want you two to be awkward or anything."

Trish snorts at my statement. "That was obvious, but she was right that Marie and I have an attraction..." She points out. Wait, was I the only one who didn't realise she was making stuff up? Now I feel stupid. "We've spoken about it, but we're gonna wait until it feels right, don't want to rush into anything."

Well, that seems sensible, probably more sensible than the rest of us were, but I sure as Hell don't regret how quickly we all did it. "Fair enough... So, did you just come to apologise or are you looking for round 2?" I smirk.

"We'll get there at some point, but I actually need a favour." She explains, before hesitating slightly, then continuing. "I need you to help me convince Rouge."

Oh... Right, yeah, that makes sense, probably better to solve that issue sooner, rather than later. "So, you want me to talk to her?" I try to clarify. Trish just laughs at the idea... Which is slightly offensive.

"Oh, no. No way. You're no match for Rouge." She points out. It's not like I disagree, but she could've worded it more politely. "No, I'll take care of talking to her, I just need you to do what you do best. You know, show her a good time."

This is the first time someone's asked me to fuck their wife, it's a strange sensation, then I realise the obvious. "And you'll be there too, right? To make sure I perform my best." I nod along.

"Obviously, besides, no one can show a woman a good time like me." Trish brags. "But you need to be there to show that the whole 'keeping it in the family' deal isn't as horrifying as it seems."

Horrifying is a strong word, but I get what she means. "Alright, can't say that I didn't expect it to happen at some point, might as well use it to bait the hook." I grin. I'm getting far too used to insane schemes and conspiracies.

*

To my disappointment, Trish left without so much as a kiss, oh well, there's always time for playing with her. I've taken up residence in the living room, just scrolling through the web to see if anything interesting is happening until Poppy wakes up or the other two get bored of fucking.

To my surprise, neither occurs, and instead we receive a knock at the door, breaking me out of my lethargy. I head down the hall and open the door, only to be suddenly embraced. "Ru-Ru!" Sienna squeals as she hugs me tightly, and I get the weirdest sense of Déjà vu. "How're you doing today?" She asks as I nearly topple over.

"I'm fine, Sienna, same as the other day." I groan. She lets me go and shuts the door behind her, letting herself through to the living room. Guess she's visiting.

I follow my cousin through to the room and see her kick off her shoes before relaxing in one of the chairs. "Ahhh... Baby, you have no idea how lucky you are that men aren't expected to wear heels." She sighs, based on her demeanour, I guess she's been at a shoot. "The Lux reps are brutal, they want everything perfect... And worse, they wouldn't even let me make out with the cute one." She complains.

I take a seat on the sofa, still struggling to comprehend why she's here. "Yeah, from what I can tell, most workplaces aren't a fan of random kissing during business." I point out.

Sienna just tuts at my logical response. "It's no fun. I should've just gone into porn, but Daddy was all 'no Sienna, it's immoral, bla, bla bla.' At least I could've worked out my frustration that way." She thinks aloud. I wasn't aware that she'd ever considered porn as a career, but I suppose this is technically more respectable.

"Anyone ever tell you that you're very open?" I ask her, still trying to get my bearings.

"All the time, but I'd rather be open with the people I love." She counters. "I don't want to spend my time just brooding, you know? If I want to do something, I'll just do that."

It's an admirable perspective, if a bit short-sighted. "I've been feeling that recently, sometimes it's better to do what feels right than to bottle it up." I ponder. I suppose that's the ethos that led to all of this in the first place.

"Oh yeah, Marie told me, sounds like you guys have been making the most of your time." Sienna smirks. There's no way that she's talking about what I think she's talking about, she wouldn't just prance in here and start chatting about ****. "So... How do you feel about fucking me as well?"

What am I thinking, it's Sienna. Of course she'd do that.