Never tell me the odds!

Chapter 56

"Good morning," you murmur, trying to suppress your discomfort. In fact, keeping your face under control when last night's memories come over you takes a lot of strength. And the last thing you want to do is let Emma understand that treating her like this shocked you. She doesn't seem to notice your inner panic and her face is covered by a smile that makes you feel really guilt. Her white teeth almost blind you. You look around the room without moving your head. Megan buzzes in your arms and you feel the need to hold her close to you, but you don't know that you'll ever have the right to look at Emma again.

"Good morning," she replies to your greeting and purses her lips. "You two make a great picture if you lie there so peacefully." You whisper to yourselves and her giggle is more like a gentle breath of wind that waves towards you. You lie side by side with the girl on the side of the wall of the bed and Megan between you. Emma rests her head on her elbow and looks past Megan at you. You admire the delicate contours on her neck and chest. The muscle-play is almost hypnotic and you have to tear yourself away to look the girl in the eye again. At least you can do that to wash off your guilt. "Not like last night." There is no sign of shame, anger, fear, or sadness on her face. But still you feel a few of these feelings about your actions.

"Yes, listen Emma, it..." you clear your throat, but this time a finger is gently put on your mouth. It is tender and loving and smells of Emma. You soak up her scent as she tickles your nose and giggles again. This seems to please your counterpart very much and you are also glad that the girl is still taking the initiative. You are a bit afraid that you have given her a Stockholm syndrome of some kind. Emma seems to notice your doubts.

"I liked it very much Finn, honestly." You bob your head slightly and notice in your gut that there is also something else: pride.

"You saw that, dear." You pull your lips in and click your embarrassed and doubtful tongue. It's a strange feeling. Somehow between shame and relief. Joy and lust. The duvet slips off her body and you bathe in the sight of her breasts. Of course she notices that and to your delight she wraps her mounts in her hands and lifts them up for you. Then she flinches and painfully draws air into her lungs.

"Ouch," she whines softly and takes a look at the work that Megan perfected last night. Her nipples are still battered and you put an apologetic look on.

"I'm sorry Emma. I really don't know what got into me yesterday.” Again the girl just giggles and Megan moves a bit in your arms.

"But I know who came into me yesterday."

"Oh you..." You giggle together and Megan mumbles something in her sleep. Sleepy, she fiddles with her hands until she finds yours. She intertwines your arm with hers and holds it tightly around her chest. You look at your sister in love and cannot believe how lucky you are. Then your eyes fall on Emma and it actually gets even better.

"May I too?" She sounds meek and you wonder if she's still playing it or if it's her real me. You've known two sides of Emma since last night. You did something with her and you still don't know how to like the result.

"Od course. Come here... honey.” You grin at it and accuse yourself of not having told Emma that you love her, but she takes it well. She does a 'hehe' and slides closer to you. You can't be close to each other with Megan, but Emma puts a hand around her, finds her counterpart in the gap between you and Megan, and wraps her feet around yours. "Good?" You ask a little nervously. Physically alone, it will be difficult to be close to two... or even three women. And you want, no you have to show Emma that you can also be tender.

The last times with Megan were wild and impetuous and after yesterday you had so much adrenaline and lust in you that you could hardly stand it. Emma didn't deserve you to dump that on her. And yet you did it. You were weak like Josh and Nathaniel, damn it! Your face gets darker as you see yourself in line with these pigs. But a tickle on your foot brings you back and when you see Emma in front of you, there is only warmth in your world. No matter what you think of yourself right now, Emma seems to be doing very well. Everything else, I can clarify later. Maybe I can let myself be whipped.

"Hey. It's perfect ” she grins and closes her eyes to show you that she speaks the truth. It is a gesture that speaks of deep trust. You don't open your eyes to your ****. A huge stone falls off your soul.

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So you stay there until the sun shines brightly into the room again and illuminates the battlefield into which you three have transformed it. Megan lives up to her reputation as an early riser and, after a while, moves slightly while Emma and you have dozed off again, faces facing each other. You doze ahead and are tickled by her lips on the back of your hand.

"Good morning, my general," she grins, using another of your nicknames this time. At least it fits the situation. You waged the battle well yesterday, as the morning result shows.

"Good morning my lovely executor. You don't look that devilish in the light at all.” Megan gasps and kisses you again. "Wait until the next night."

"Mmmhhh. I would like to see that,” Emma wakes up and opens her eyes again. Okay, now it starts. You watch the two girls closely, look Emma in the face, listen to your sister's voice and feel her body language. There is nothing to suggest that the two are reproaching themselves. You breathe a sigh of relief.

"And how was your first time?" Megan finally asks. The face of Emma turns red again. Good to know that we didn't spoil her completely.

"Super" she shines. "I have to say, I really liked it." And when she brushes a strand of her sticky and messy hair from her face, a pleasant smile comes out.

"No bad blood between you?" You assure yourself. "If there is, then I need to know now!" You feel Megan stiffen a little next to you because of your tone. But both immediately shake their heads, look at each other, then at you with loyal eyes and smiles.

"I was just looking for a way to show you that we were serious about our relationship" Megan explains to Emma with a remorseful voice and a shy smile. "And Finn needed to know you weren't putting Millie in danger.” You swallow hard, you can now imagine Emma even less as a threat than before. But again she surprises you with a big grin.

"Even if I didn't like how you treated me Megan. It was worth it to me to meet Finn.” Then her gaze breaks and she looks down, a little ashamed. "B-But I liked it," she mumbles and Megan giggles.

"Come on sweetie." She kisses Emma gently on the cheek and you caress Megan over the hips and thighs. After the two have separated, you sit up and stretch. You crack your knobs and loosen the joints and the cheerfulness comes back into your body. You feel two hands on your chest. Emma couldn't resist and leaned over Megan to feel you.

"Another round?" Megan asks playfully and Emma grins willingly. But you can already hear noises in the hallway and when you see the clock on the desk you think that there is unfortunately no more time. You jump out of bed and Emma follows you too. Even if this morning should remain uneventful, you still look quickly at the naked body in front of you. Emma sees that and turns to you. First, her hands want to run reflexively to her chest and lap, but then she remembers something better. She chews on her lower lip and folds her arms behind her back. She blushes to the side and asks: "S-So should I always behave like that now?" While you look at her battered body. Megan joins you - also naked and with disheveled hair full of sperm - and covers your hips. "I... I wouldn't mind." Another very shy smile, but also red in the fac as she sways from one side to another slowly.

"What do you say, Biggie? She's your girlfriend.” You don't miss the allusion that Megan has only one friend: you. You think briefly and intensely. Only when you realize that the eyes of both girls are back on your slowly hardening boner, you **** yourself to answer.

"I really liked how you behaved yesterday, Emma," you confess to her. You feel a little ashamed and you know you still have to talk to her about how you treated her and will treat her in the future. But now, at this moment, it is important that you tell her the truth so that she can get her own picture of the situation. It is not surprising that she smiles happily and behaves as if she had received a good grade in an important test, but she is all the more pleased. "But I'm not a monster that requires you to change your whole being." Emma nods and if she had a notepad ready, she would write down guidelines. How do I submit to Finn the best? Part One: Fucking. You shake your head. After all, she seemed to had liked it... and Megan did too. "Uh... if you want, you can continue to behave like this during sex," you say a little hesitantly and go to an area that you have better control over. "I want you to be fine with your behavior. But please don't always expect Megan and me to fuck your brains out at every opportunity. I also love cuddly sex, okay?" You laugh nervously.

"But last time you also fucked me, Biggie," Megan teases.

"We are together only two days my love. Give it some time please, okay?” you say exaggeratedly clearly which makes the girls laugh.

"But don't worry my dear. Finn can do the caring number even better than what we did last night” Megan supports you and proves again that she is a great wingwoman. "We are in good hands."

"I know," Emma says, coming close without shame and hugging you. Then her gaze falls sideways on the floor. Her panties lie there between her other things. She looks at him with satisfaction.

"It belonged to someone else," she thinks out loud. Then she looks at you. "It belongs to you if you like it. As a sign that I am yours too. With heart and body and soul.” You love these gestures and are genuinely touched by the trust that young Jackson puts in you. You bend down and pick up the thong that fell to the ground before your love game. You also pick up your shorts from the floor and put the tong in one of the pockets. "I'll never wear underwear again, if you want to," whispers Emma. You just shake your head and kiss your girlfriend on the forehead.

"Go take a shower. I'm hungry like a bear,” you laugh and watch Emma slip on her clothes, but no underwear and scurry out of the room, but not too quickly to see if the air is clear.

"What are you going to do now?" Megan asks, looking at you expectantly.

"I'm going to take a shower after you, then check on Millie and then ask her..." You break off and look a little puzzled.

"She'll understand that. She knows how you are and that she is in your heart. You are her big brother. She will accept it."

"I hope so..." you just mumble. Megan also kisses you on the cheek.

"I know it."

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After Emma is back in the room, Megan takes a shower, then you. When you come downstairs, there's nothing to see from Millie and her friends. But Carrie and Rachel are already sitting at the coffee table and drinking coffee.

"Good morning you lovebirds," Carrie chirps and hugs Emma, who is turning red again. What did you expect? Megan took Emma out of her room at night and didn't bring her back. You just hope that the walls have swallowed enough sound so that you don't end up in the devil's kitchen. Your father wanted you to test the house after all, even if he certainly didn't imagine that you would take his daughters to every room.

"And how was he?" asks Rachel with a small grin and narrowed eyes. Surely a holdover from your last evening. You want to jump in in panic, but Emma is saving the thing.

"A lady is silent and enjoys." But she can't help but smile at you.

"Well, yesterday it sounded like you were enjoying it more than once," Rachel giggles to herself and bites a bite of her toast. "Finn you old charmer. First you dance with me and then you pull off with another?” Small crumbs fly across the table as Rachel turns to you. You rub your back in embarrassment. Megan emerges from the kitchen behind the girls, two cups in her hands. The one she gives you. You sip the brown liquid, cocoa - actually cocoa broth - with whipped cream and some cinnamon on top. You look at her gratefully and she smiles as if she had won a prize. "And where have you been all the time?" Rachel continues to tease. Is she jealous?

"Me? I was asleep." Even Carrie has to blow on it.

"Yea, for sure. Of course Megan."

"What? What my brother does at night is none of my business. And after all, it was me who wanted the largest room.” Apparently, she takes her self-imposed obligation to stand in front of you to her heart. Something about it bothers you because the roles should be switched, but you're also proud of her because you know the reason why she does it.

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At some point, the friends drop the topic - especially since all three of you keep silent - and you shuffle out with the cup of cocoa. The lawn is still wet from the dew and the lake is still and beautiful in front of you. So nice that you take a minute and stand in front of the shore. A few meters further you loved Millie for the first time. You take a deep breath and exhale and feel the pleasantly cool air on your face and the grass under your feet. For the first time since you started on this path, you take your time and look at yourself from the outside. There are hardly any doubts left. You sleep better, well, that may be due to the incredible sex you had every day. Most importantly, the task you have now given yourself will now inspire you instead of dragging you down. In this wonderfully lonely moment you realize that you want to spend the rest of your life like this. The tasks are huge, the stakes are high, but you can't lose as much as you could a few days ago. It gets even better. You take another sip and then turn to the boathouse.

Millie and the others are about to change. But they let you in easily. You see the swirling hands of Denise behind the partition and Susan is standing there in her underwear and with her new clothes. You nod her approval and the girl no longer shows too much anger at you. Maybe she calms down a bit now, you think, and look at the bottles in the corner of the room. Almost all of them still full and closed.

You talk to Millie and Claire while Susan changes and Denise actually helps you collect the things. You not miss the looks that all the girls give you, but in your head you are already explaining to Millie what Emma is all about. When you're done, Claire, Susan and Denise carry their things into the house and you stop Millie and wave her to the lake. She also looks dreamily at the place where she has lost her innocence.

"I have to tell you something Millie," you begin and fight your nervousness. Megan will surely be right. But that's not an easy topic. You've already thought of a speech for Emma when Millie says the most likely 'no' and does the well-deserved **** blow. But first your little sister only looks at you questioningly.

"I know you to look up at me. And that makes me very proud.” You take a deep breath and think about how to continue.

"Did I do something wrong?" Millie asks with wide eyes.

"No Millie, not at all. I just don't know if I didn't do something wrong. "

"Thank you for wanting to tell me anyway." She trusts you completely and looks at you patiently. She looks a little unsure, you notice, and awaits your explanation. You swear never to disappoint this trust. And you're about to put it to the test.

"Okay, phew, that's difficult." You scratch your chin and find the right words after a few seconds. "You know that you and Megan mean everything to me, right?"

"Mhm". A firm nod.

"And what do you think I feel for you?" It is actually a bit early to ask her this question and you want to quickly add that this is not a test and that she does not need to worry. But Millie is faster and surprises you positively with her answer.

"You are in love with me and want the best for me." She sounds strangely dreamy when she says that and your heart leaps as her face is beaming with satisfaction. "I am important to you and you are happy because I love you too. You worried that you might treat me and Megan badly if you love us both. But you make no difference between us and first we come, then you." She looks at you with questioning eyes. "Right?" You put your hands on your hips and shake your head in amusement.

"Little one, that's perfect. I couldn't have said it better.” A bright smile with teeth is your reward and the morning sun fades in the glow of your little sister.

"I'm just so happy that we finally found each other and..." She wraps an arm around her stomach and holds on to her other elbow. "I am so thankful that you showed me my feelings and that I don't have to be ashamed of them." Now she looks a bit shy again, but that doesn't bother you.

"I'm glad you like it so much to have me as a boyfriend." But then you have to get serious again and Millie realizes it too. "You know that I feel responsible for you, right?" Her confirmation lets you go on. "Good. I don't want you to have to worry about anything. But here at the lake, our relationship is simple. The people here are friendly and understanding with us.” You think of Emma, but Millie also seems to have her thoughts. No matter now, first things first. “But when we get back home, it becomes more difficult. Have you ever thought about how it will be then?” Your sister's face is getting a little darker.

"No not yet. I thought...“ She takes your hand lightly and you caress the back of her hand with your thumb. "I thought you would do this for me and Megan." You have to smile again, your sister was perfectly responsive to you. Maybe that will work after all? After all, Megan and Millie support you in your efforts.

"That's why I want to talk to you. I found a solution.” Now Millie is in a good mood again.

"Yes? Which one?” But first you have to protect your other sister.

"Megan had something to do with it too, but I would like to ask that if I tell you the plan now, you will only blame me for it." You take a deep breath. Part of you knows Millie won't drop you. Another part is afraid of harming her. And a very small part of you hopes that she'll clap you because you want to have three girlfriends. "How well do you know Emma?"

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Millie listens to your plan (the plan of Megan actually) quietly and with concentration. She doesn't let go of your hand all the time, but she doesn't hold her tight either. You don't really know what she feels and hope for the best. You have used your luck for the next fifty decades and you can only pray. After all, you're done. It didn't really take long, just a few sentences. The main part was filled with promises on your part to honor Millie. But she already knows that buddy. You messed up.

You flinch a lot when her first reaction is to finally grasp your hand more tightly. Whether out of anger, fear or whatever... you have no idea. You look at her as her eyes stick to her sneakers on her feet. Finally she lifts her head and your heart sinks into your pants. She smiles. Only weak, but constant.

"You are my big brother, BB. You know what's best for me. I trust you and if you say that we can be better together, then that's what I want.” She bites her tongue slightly and looks at you dreamily. "To be with you is what I want most."

"Millie..." You don't know what to say. Why isn't that damn more difficult? You should have to fight! Millie should be mad at you! How dare you cheat on me? I hate you! None of that. Why? Because she loves you. It's that simple. It's easy because the love between you, Millie and Megan is so strong, so intense and intimate that Emma can easily fit in there. And then it falls from your eyes like scales. That’s it. No more fighting. When you denied your feelings, you had to fight. You were not feeling well. Now that you've told yourself everything, there are no more secrets. A tear runs down your cheek and Millie no longer understands the world.

"Finn... what? What did I do wrong…” But you fall around her neck and hug her. She quickly returns the gesture, but still doesn't understand properly.

"Oh Mille. What have I done to deserve you?"

"I... I don't know..." she stutters in your chest, her voice muffled and confused. "Maybe because I love you as much as you love me?" When you laugh out loud, you confuse her even more.

"Please stay the way you are, okay? No matter what anyone tells you somewhere, yes? You are just wonderful."

"Finn, I don't know..."

"You don't need it either." You detach yourself from her and would like to kiss her for hours. But maybe not in broad daylight in front of the house. "I would conquer the world for you Little One." Millie looks embarrassed.

"I'm not doing very well as a queen, I think." She shrugs a little awkwardly. She is still in her sleeping clothes, standing with you in the wet grass and pawing her feet. "I would rather be your princess." She feels comfortable with it and you think that wars were waged for such women.

"I understand that you are looking up at me. After all, that's the reason for all my actions. And it is my life to be there for you.” You utter every further word clearly to make sure that your angel, your Little One, your princess also understands the meaning. "But can you imagine how much you are helping me to live a happy and fulfilling life? Just because you are what you are?" It's incredible. You try to speak in superlatives so that Millie somehow understands your babble. You have no idea if it works. Maybe you just seem like a madman trying to make someone realize that the earth is banana-shaped...

"I am what helps you because you are what helps me." She frowns and you hang on her lips. "Is that fate?"

"I don't know Millie. Honestly.” She shrugs.

"I do not care. You know everything that is important to me. That's enough BB.” Then she thinks again and looks at you curiously and maybe a little nervously. "Does that mean that I should also sleep with Emma as well?"

The question throws you off course, you haven't really thought about it yet. The other girls already know that Megan - as she says - watched her love play with Emma in a perverse manner. No matter what she says, they're not stupid. But Millie? You admit that you still can't really imagine how your little sister is next to Emma and Megan. Come on. Who are you kidding?

"Maybe we can start by talking to her a little. Get to know her better and tell me and Megan what you think of her."

"But she's your girlfriend."

"Yes, that's right." You lower your voice. "But you and Megan too. And as I said, it only works if you all three agree to the regulation. So you're just as important there.” Millienods and promises to talk to Emma. You are sure Megan will do the same. After all, it is new territory for them too. It will definitely be interesting.

"But shouldn't you do something with Emma too? You're fresh together too.” She's right. You will also have to clarify this with Megan. You are beginning to understand what you are getting yourself into. But after you've weighed the effort it takes to connect three girlfriends against the rewards of having... well... three girlfriends who love you, you decide - with a heavy heart - that you are the happiest bastard on this continent.

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