Intermission: A curious glance

A few minutes before you put your hand in the beautiful lap of Millie, two bare feet pad across the carpet in flight to the stairs.

Megan couldn't fall asleep after the kiss with her brother. She lay awake in her bed and rolled from side to side. What was she thinking? Simply kissing her brother? She angrily presses the pillow onto her face to suppress her annoyed moans.

"Shit..." she whispers, throws the pillow beside her and stares at the ceiling. What had happened? Finn hadn't seduced her, she knows that. It started from her. But why? Nothing had happened all these years, but then suddenly... No, it wasn't like nothing had happened all the time, she then realizes. One thing is certain, she had enjoyed feeling her brother's lips on hers. To see the shocked look in the dark. But why?

"Shit... shit..." She has to admit it. Her relationship with Finn has changed for some time now. But since when? Finn had always been her favorite person. Since childhood she knew that there was only one man in her life who would never, never leave her. After her own father left and took Maureen with him, Finn had been the anchor in her life. And apparently he had enjoyed his job too. He was the only one where she could really be who she wanted. With all the teasing and raillery. Or had she started to penetrate his protective armor? It was a long time ago, she no longer knows.

However, Megan knows that the thoughts are dangerous and can lead to a way that there is no going back. That is why she is fighting all the time. Fighting yourself is most difficult. And Finn doesn't seem to notice it at all, she thinks and hits the pillow again. Finn is always so controlled and calm. He doesn't mind physical contact at all while Megan always gets wobbly knees afterwards. She can still remember the last morning. At first it was just fun to hug her new brother in the morning and she really likes how he always lifts her up even though he can hardly stand from being tired.

Megan doesn't know when she started wearing no bra under her clothes in the morning. She tries to explain this with the coziness but that's not quite true. But it doesn't matter either. Finn never responds to her attempts to embarrass him. He is always so strong and mastered, quite the opposite of her. Sometimes she is embarrassed to show herself so openly in front of him. She is afraid that one day he might look through her facade and see what a bitch she really is.

Megan doesn't know when she started to have feelings for her big brother. And she never really thought about it. She never dared to do that. And Finn doesn't care anyway. He only thinks of Millie.

Annoyed, she got up and noticed that her mouth was completely dry. She had made her way down and looked at her brother's door. Now he's there with Millie. Well, at least I can lie next to him during the holidays... She clenched her hands and cursed silently.

She used to think she might end up with a boy like Finn, with a lot of luck. But she soon realized that the world didn't have as many boys as him. So she had stuck to him, even though she knew that nothing could come from it. She is often angry with how she behaves.

She arrives at the foot of the stairs in the living room and sees Maureen lying on the sofa and sleeping. I should be a bitch like her. Then Finn wouldn't stand a chance and I could finally... she thinks and shake her head. Finn wouldn't like this mindset. Oh FUCK! Finn again! What is with this boy? She shakes her head again and scurries past her older sister into the kitchen. After pouring herself a glass of orange juice, she walks past her sister upstairs. On the landing, she sips juice from her glass. She looks at his door again.

Maybe she should just go in there and lie down with the two of them. If Millie can do that, she can do it too. Finn wouldn't mind... would he? Megan used to know the answer to that. But since Millie was fondled by this freak of a boyfriend and almost ****, Finn has changed. He has really outgrown himself and watches over Millie like a snappy watchdog. Somehow Megan thinks it's touching. But it also stings her heart to think about it. And she hates herself for it. Megan loves Millie too. She is her sister anyways. And Finn is my brother. Her brother, for whom she has feelings.

Megan has to smile involuntarily. _Go to bed you little beast. Let them sleep and tomorrow you will annoy them because you get up before_ them again. And then you have all the vacation time to make Finn understand... Yes what actually? And she hasn't moved yet. Again she sips her juice, stares dully at the door. As if there was an invisible wall between them. Opening the door would be so easy. Folding back the blanked: child's play. Millie might wake up, but the two of them are such sleeping hats, they wouldn't notice. Her brother's arms around her waist... She's still standing there. Again she quietly curses.

It's useless. She won't go to him. If he doesn't have the same feelings as she has for him – she doesn't even know what she feels – then he'll push her away. And then she lost her most important person. She cannot be held responsible for this, also in order not to make him feel guilty. Surely he would blame himself for not being able to keep his body and mind and soul out of her thoughts. She grimaces painfully and turns to go. Even if she does everything to get on his level of self-contempt, she won't be able to get to him. That's why she loves him so much. She sights depressed and wants to go.

"Finn I..." Megan stops. What was that? "That feels good. Please I..." It's Millie! Without thinking about it, Megan turns back to the door and listens. A small beam of blue light falls through the keyhole and she can hear shreds of the conversation inside.

"What the ...?" She whispers when she hears groans. Is Millie... masturbating next to Finn? Megan listens closer. This bitch! She lives the dream while Megan... wait! That was the voice of Finn! Megan opens her eyes and presses her ear against the door. She hears groans. Is that from Millie and Finn? She looks through the keyhole, but sees only the backrest and Finn... and there is another arm. Delicate and tense, he holds on to his arm. Megan turns pale. She rises and takes a step back from the door. She cannot believe what she is experiencing. She puts her hands over her face and feels her tears. Anger and envy narrow her field of vision. The adrenaline races through her veins. Millie! Always Millie! All instincts to protect her little sister are blown away. Millie gets what she can't have? First Megan wants to run back to her room, then she wants to bang loudly against the door to spoil the fun for them. She raises her hand but freezes in the middle of the movement.

"Do you want to have an orgasm like the girl on the computer?" Megan suddenly realizes two things. Finn and Millie don't have sex. She doesn't know if that's better than the fact that Millie is sitting on Finn and Megan is out here. Only that she hasn't lost the race yet. The race? Admit it Megan Lynchwood. It's a race between you and Millie. It had to be like this. If you were in their place you would now ride on him and beg him to take you.

The second thing Megan realizes is the realization that Finn does to Millie exactly that why she fell in love with him. He cares about a human being. And then Megan realizes that her mother could also be here. Or Maureen. She turns to sneak into her room.

"Please Finn..."

"What? Say it. What do you want?"

"Please touch me. PLEASE!"

It's very quiet from a distance, but Megan can still closely follow the conversation. _You are not as strong as Finn. Take a look at yourself. Ten minutes and you sit here and ... she touches her pajama bottoms. And you're wet like a waterfall. It took Finn years to get this far._ It's useless. She cannot hide her feelings. And before she knew it, she was standing in front of his door, in the middle of the hall, Maureen only a few meters down the stairs, and put a hand in the waistband of her pants. When she feels the fabric of her string under her pants she blushes. It's been a stupid idea, but for a few weeks now, if not sexy underwear, she's been wearing quite special panties under her clothes from wich she hopes Finn would like to see them on her. Just in case Finn comes into her room one evening and ... She shakes her head as she hears more moans from the room. There's time for that later.

She also strips down the thong, kneels, and leans against the wall. She spreads her legs as far as the string allows, which stretches between her legs just below her knees. Megan puts her hand on her pussy and feels the heat and dampness. She has no problems getting wet before sex. But since she thinks of Finn, when she fingers herself, she gets particularly wet, which makes her proud. He has never noticed the lingerie before, she recognizes when she looks between her legs. Her toes brush against the carpet as she touches herself. Maybe she'll have to take more drastic measures now that Millie has also got the idea of dressing provocatively?

There is a soft moan from the room and Megan can't help herself and groans with her sister. The two siblings behind the door are taking their time, but Megan can't wait any longer. The thought of sitting on her brother's lap in her sister's place, feeling his hands on her body and begging him to finally bring her the salvation she's been waiting for has made Megan skip her foreplay. With a hot grin and an ear at the door, she shoves two fingers into her cunt.

"Fuck me Finn," she breathes almost inaudibly for herself. She shivers at the thought of his hands and body, which she can feel every morning. With her free hand she strokes her breasts under the top and fingers faster. When she hears nothing for a while, she stands up, always keeping her fingers in her and looks through the keyhole again. She recognizes her brother's arms as they move and hears Millie whisper softly.

"Take me. I need you. Please “, she breathes and the thought that her brother can hear her makes her even more horny. She stands with her legs apart in front of the door. No matter what, even if Finn came out of his room now, she won't stop. She imagines that the orgasm she drives herself to is the first that her brother will give which makes her hotter than anything else in her life. Her fingers run faster and faster into her cunt and her legs start to tremble.

"Yes! Keep going Finn. Finish me off Please.” A tear runs down her cheek and she doesn't know whether out of sadness or joy. It will be done soon. Her eyes roll upwards at the thought of Finn taking her here and now in the hallway. Her orgasm is coming stronger than ever. She almost passes out, bites her lip and tastes blood. She doesn't care.

"I love you," she breathes, then her legs give way under her. Her shoulder grazes the wall, with a loud rum she falls on the ground and takes a picture on the wall with her. It only takes a second and that's not how Megan imagined the end of her 'first time' with Finn. She scurries back to her room like the wind and manages to take the glass with her. She didn't even notice that she left a broken piece of evidence behind. Only when she is lying in bed, the covers pulled over her, sweating and out of breath, she realizes what has happened. She hears the voices of her father and brother in the hallway. Megan bites her lip again and notices the blood. It even makes her a little horny to think how far her brother has taken her. At some point there is silence again and nobody comes into her room.

She breathes with relief. Then she smiles contentedly. Now she doesn't care either. If Finn deals with Millie like this, there's nothing standing in the way of her looking for happiness. She shouldn't care about Millie tonight. She touches her lips again, but only feels Finn. She falls asleep with the right hand in the place of the long-awaited contact and the left between her legs.

• Uh your first intermission. How was it? I think really good. You too? Have you shown to me and the world with a like? No? Sniff... that's okay... sniff sniff.