Two-Pronged

My door swings open to reveal an exasperated Marie, who barges in, causing me and Poppy to instinctively jump apart. Our cousin's reddened face appears to match her frustrated expression, but something doesn't seem right.

"It's fucking impossible to pick one." She growls, clearly ready to throw a fit, before realising Poppy's here and stopping in her tracks. "Oh... Hey Pops, I was... I just..."

"Slept with my sister? Yeah, I know" Poppy giggles at Marie's awkwardness. "It's okay, I know everything." She elaborates, finally putting the other girl's fears at ease, at which point Rosie enters the door too, closing it behind her.

"Everything? As in, everything everything?" Rosie asks, seemingly surprised at how relaxed our triplet is about this whole situation. We take the chance to get everyone up to speed, including Trish telling Poppy about what happened.

It's at this point I remember the words Marie spoke as she entered my room. "So, wait, we're genuinely tied? Like, come on, you don't have to protect Rosie's feelings here." I smirk, causing my sister to scowl.

"Yeah, right, all I'm saying is that it was my first time with a woman, so if we're tied, I'm going to obliterate you when I've got some experience." She counters. I've never felt so threatened and aroused by a sentence all at once.

Marie takes the chance to interject. "You're both idiots. It's like comparing eating sushi to eating pizza, they're just different things." She seethes at us. "So that puts us right back where we started, at this point I don't care, I've never been so frustrated after an orgasm."

I'm fully prepared to launch into a follow-up argument about why I should do it, and I can tell from the look in Rosie's eyes she's not going to back down either. "Maybe it's a stupid question, but why don't you both do it? Trish might be able to resist one of you, but would she really be able to deny a threesome with both of you?" Poppy's voice pips up. There's something primally exciting about such a cute voice saying such dirty stuff...

"That's... Actually a good point." Marie concedes, as we collectively ask why we didn't think of that. "I mean, it definitely wouldn't hurt our chances."

"Well, I guess that settles that, so, the one question left, when do we do this?" Rosie asks, clearly happy with this outcome. "We could use some time for preparation."

Marie shakes her head. "We don't have time, besides, there's only one evening in the immediate future that my Mum's going to be home, but my Mother won't be." She explains. "Tomorrow night. It's our only shot."

Tomorrow? Shit, that's soon, but then every day we wait is more chance for Trish to blow the whistle on all of this, and then we're done for. In that case, we really need to come up with a plan of attack, which sucks, because I have no idea what would be a good seduction technique for this situation.

"Guess we don't have much choice." Rosie sighs. "In that case, I'm gonna need one of your Mother's robes, and a couple of the items from your room." She demands, seemingly preparing a strategy.

"Okay... But why?" Marie asks, apparently as lost as me when it comes to figuring out what this plan is meant to be.

Rosie grins at our confusion. "Oh, you know, just using the assets at my disposal." She answers ominously. Usually it's me that vaguely infers to a genius idea. I'm now seeing how annoying it is from the outside.

*

"Have I made it clear that I think this plan is fucking insane?" I groan, letting the shower wash away my stress. Since our strategy meeting a full day has passed, Rosie and I are preparing for our ambush of Trish, and this may be the most batshit crazy idea I've ever been a part of, there's no way it works.

"You're just mad you didn't think of it." Rosie answers, rinsing out her hair, it's weird to think how quickly we've gotten used to being naked around each other, honestly, it's more weird that we're this close, and we can't do anything until later.

I step out of the shower and reach for my towel. "Well, Marie and Poppy are hiding out in Marie's room, so at least there shouldn't be many witnesses to this disaster." I sigh.

"Speaking of, you and Poppy seemed... Close, yesterday." Rosie changes the subject with a suggestive tone. "We didn't interrupt anything, did we?"

Technically not, but it sure felt like it. "Nothing sexual." I reply with a huff.

Rosie turns off the shower behind me and steps out, grabbing her own towel. "Yeah, I figured she'd be the type to take things slow... So, how do you feel about her?" She asks.

What sort of question is that, she's my sister, I love her, of course. If she means as a girl... Well, I guess I see her as more of a girl than anything else. "Why do you ask? You jealous?" I deflect the question snidely.

"You wish." Rosie laughs. "No, I just want to make sure her first time is with someone who really likes her, you know? And not just in a sisterly way." Even with sex added into the mix, siblings are always the same. Rosie will always worry about Poppy, even if she doesn't need to.

"Clearly jealous." I repeat, making Rosie roll her eyes. Honestly, I'm just not ready to put words to my feelings for Poppy, like, love, lust, none of them really fit. Sister doesn't really feel like enough, either. I dunno, I need time to really find a definition.

"You're too full of yourself. Especially for someone at the bottom of the rankings." Rosie cackles. Rankings? Wait a minute, below Marie? I turn to my sister, who just nods. "Oh yeah, Marie can do things with those fingers of hers that just... Hmmm... Make me tingle just thinking about."

I'm torn between being insulted by being ranked lower than Marie, and arousal from the image of those two together... Arousal I can't deal with because of the plan. "You did that on purpose, didn't you?" I realise.

"Could've done." Rosie replies coyly. "See you in there." She adds, taking her leave from the bathroom.

Sometimes I think these girls have too much power over me.