Kiss and...

" 'Little brother?" Lilith snorted. So, you thought, she found that weird English, too. The whole thing had become weird.

"It's okay!" you jumped in. "I don't want you do anything with her, too." Shit! You didn't want to imagine what it would be like to be stuck in a relationship with this college biddy. Or relive. When you were a kid, your mom had been like Lilith up until the divorce from your step-father.

'Mom' took an arm of you both. "I want to see you two get along."

Her daughter pulled her arm away (and then, you did, too), "There's no reason to. I won't be seeing him again."

"If you stay, you will," Mom-Eve said, retaking your arm. After admitting her feeling about you, her guilt and inhibitions had melted in minutes.

"I'm sorry I came home! I'll, I'll leave!" Lilith threatened.

"You won't!" her mother said firmly. You saw the young woman suddenly struggling against the conditioning of her upbringing. "You'll stay here. You still need my checks, don't you?" Ooh! Mom Rydell could play dirty.

Well, her daughter was may be in check, but you weren't. "I have to leave. They're going to be wondering where I am." Now -- only because your dick wasn't talking -- you realized, you have worse things to worry about than Lilith!

"Your school report says you have a history of disappearing for a day or two before."

"Two, three times only!" you tried to protest.

"You're staying." she threatened. Like daughter, like mother. What had you gotten yourself into!?

She smiled and took her daughter's arm again as well. "As a counselor, I know about excuses." You heard, 'John, you need me to keep you out of trouble, too.' She led you and Lilith to the dining-living room. "Now, you're going to learn to get along."

She stopped you two in front of the couch. She expected you to sit on it together.

When you both reluctantly did, she sat on a chair on the other side of the coffee table, her legs casually crossed. "John. You have two sisters, correct? Have you ever thought of...****?"

You face immediately burned with a blush and you could no longer look at anybody. "I, I try not to," you said in a small voice.

"Lilith never had the chance for those kinds of thoughts, being an only child." Lilith, too, couldn't bring her eyes up off her lap. "You know Uncle Raymond, of course."

Suddenly she was looking up. "Mom! You didn't!?!"

"Nothing serious. But I've fantasized about it sometimes. He is still rather handsome."

"Mom!!" Lilith was further shocked.

Eve looked at you and said, "He's my little brother." Now you're felt like a second-hand Raymond.

She leaned forward, her legs uncrossed. "Still thinking of ****?"

"Somebody else's." That was had always been how you escaped those fantasies about your own sisters. And mom.

"We are Somebody Else," she smiled wickedly. She was wearing no panties.

"I'm not doing it with--"

"You've never fought with your sisters?" She now looked at her daughter, but still talked to you. "Lilith could only fight with me. Her dad was too often away on business."

"You always won them." Lilith frowned at her, her face red, too.

"Then you know I'll win this one, too. At least kiss your little brother. You may like it."

Lilith remained unmoved.

"John, kiss your big sister. I know you'll like that."

You look at Eve Rydell, feeling trapped. There were so many ways this cougar counselor could harm you. You give in.

Without looking at her, you ask Lilith, "Will you kiss me?"

"Yes, I will." It surprised you that she didn't even hesitate.

You kissed. It wasn't the best kiss, but there was no resistance. It felt like the tall, busty blonde would let you go further, maybe even all the way, if you asked. And all while the MILF you had and could still fuck watched on with... encouragement?