The door to your room opens

We both lay there in our post-coital semi-stupor, our eyes closed and not really thinking anything, other than how great our fuck had been. I heard a squeaking noise outside the door to my room. I couldn’t quite place it until I heard the door click open, then remembered the bad board in the floor right in front of my door. By the time I realized the door was opening, it was too late to do anything. My sister and I were lying there together on my bed, totally naked and undoubtedly reeking of sex.

As the door was pushed open all the way, the light from the hallway streamed into the room, throwing light onto my bed exposing our naked bodies. It also cast enough light to allow me to identify the two figures in the doorway – our mom and dad! OMG! We had literally been caught in the act. Well, after the act actually. But just as bad.

“David! Susie! What is going on here?” My mother called out in a shocked voice. “What have you two been doing? I hope this isn’t what it looks like!”

“Well, um, I….” I couldn’t really think of anything to say. Anything I would say would be an obvious lie unless I told the truth.

Dad started to say something, then he stopped too. He looked over at our mom, then they both looked back at us. I had no idea what they were thinking. Susie and I just lay there still naked waiting for the other shoe to drop.