Waiting Up for Fiona

(I think I am nearing the end for this "canon" path. I know Runt is getting long in the tooth but I hope you guys are still enjoying yourselves. I always have fun writing this crazy family. I'll probably start looking for a new thread to work on once this one ends. Might be a new one, might be an old one. We'll see where my muse takes me. As always, thanks for reading, liking, and commenting.)

You were done, your mom was done. All doubts about your future were now erased.

The Bailey's would be together. As a family, as lovers, as partners and friends, as everything to each other.

You and your mother snuggle for a long time before eventually getting up and making your way to the shower. You shower together, cleaning each other off. Her soft voluptuous body felt so amazing as you soaped her down and help rinse her. Your slippery hands running all over her thick frame. Everything about her was round and pillowy. Her hands felt incredible on you as her gentle caring hands cleaned you from top to bottom. She looked at you differently now. You'd catch little blushes and sweet smiles. You had her giddy, head over heels in love. You were right there with her.

Elsie, bless her, had things all cleaned up by the time you had returned to your mother's bed. You go to her, your arms wrapping around each other as it was second nature. You rub noses and smooch. Being with El was like being with another you, you just could sense each other so damn well.

Your mom crawls into bed and collapses in the center of it. She waves to the pair of you to come to her. "Come here my babies. Come here."

You each giggle and scamper to her, each of you crawling in from opposite sides. You both snuggle up to her big warm body. All three of you nude as the day you were born. You and El each choose a boob and rest your heads on your mother's chest. Your hands held over her stomach. You stare across at each other and giggle once more. The three of you talk for a short time, mostly them expressing how impressive you'd been in taking your mother, but before long a comfortable silence takes hold. There would be time for words later. Your mother returns to absently stroking your hair, her other hand doing so with Elsie as well. You all settle into a wonderfully close loving feeling.

There was only one thing missing. One person missing.

In the warm safety and comfort of the shared bed your mother is soon out cold. She had tired herself on you tonight...and you could feel it! You balls still ached, your cock still dead to the world, and your ass...well, let's just say it was still getting back to normal. Such was her fatigue she hadn't even shut off the bedside light.

You were so comfortable, so cozy and snug. If you stayed much longer you too would soon fall asleep.

You squeeze Elsie's hand and whisper. "I gotta go."

El smiles. "Want company?"

You look deeply into her eyes. "I'd...I'd like to meet her on my own tonight? Is that okay?"

Her smile widens. "Of course." She squeezes your hand back again. "Jesse."

"Yes El."

"I love you. I'm...I'm glad we're going to be together." She says softly, her dark soul piercing eyes gazing into you.

"I love you too El." You bring her hand up to your lips and kiss it. "Honestly...I think this is how it was meant to be."

She nods and closes her eyes. You lay and admire her stunning beauty for a time before you very carefully slip from your mother's arm. Your mother non-consciously moves it over so that she now embraced her youngest in both arms. Elsie hums happily as she snuggles closer.

You look them over as your heart sings with joy. You lean over and shut off the lamp then creep silently from the darkened room. You close the door behind you but do not latch it.

You head to the washroom and put on just a touch of cologne. You brush your hair back to make it look more masculine again. You find the outfit you'd hastily slipped out of to turn into a femboy earlier in the day. Luckily the clothes weren't too crumpled. You'd wear other stuff but this was your best outfit. You'd have to get new stuff soon.

You dress up in your trousers, shirt, vest, tie, etc. In a mirror you straighten everything out to once more look like the dapper man Fiona had so proudly shown off earlier that day. You smooth out the vest one last time and give yourself a nod. You looked good.

Careful not to make noise you sneak back down stairs. You fix yourself a quick snack, making sure to brush your teeth after so that you were in top hygiene to greet your big sister. You do some clean up of the house, the living room in particular had a musky funk to it, then eventually settle down on the sofa and turn on a movie. You keep the volume low.

You were absolutely exhausted but you try to keep your eyes open. You honestly weren't sure how late Fiona would be but you were determined to wait up for her. You watch the movie though your mind was everywhere else. Thinking about your family, your happiness, your wonderful future...just...just keep your eyes open Jesse...just gotta....keep....

***

You awake in a start from someone stroking your cheek. Your eyes snap open and you sit up straight. Fiona sat on the couch beside you, smiling at you. You stand up quickly and comb your hair with your hands. "Oh! I must have fallen asleep! I'm...I'm sorry mistress. I'll do better..."

Fiona stands with a low chuckle. She hugs you. "It's okay baby." She lets out a long sigh. "It's nice to see you. I'm sorry Jesse but...I'm beat baby. I gotta hit the sack. You stayed up for nothing."

You hug her back. "I stayed up for you Fiona. Or I tried." As you separate you reach to peel her jacket from her, she recoils a second, then slowly relaxes and allows you to take it from her. You walk over and hang it by the door. You return, your hand rubs her back, coming up to rest on her shoulders. You could feel the tension.

"Want me to make you something? Are you hungry?" You ask.

She grins, you could see she didn't mind this one bit. "No, I'm good baby."

"I could draw you a bath?"

She shakes her head. "No thanks, I showered before I left work." She waits to see what you'd say next.

You squeeze her trap muscle. "You're tight. I could rub your shoulders."

She nods. "That would be nice."

She pulls you in for a kiss. The regular passion was muted as you were both tired, but the love remained. Holding you with one arm around the waist she leads you up to her bedroom. When you arrive she parts from you. "Get undressed." She orders you.

"Yes Fiona." You do as she tells you. She stands, waiting patiently and enjoying the show.

"How was your night? Did it go well with Mom?" She asks.

You nod enthusiastically. "So well! I really like anal!"

Her eyebrows raise. "Oh!? Mom wasn't too big?" You shake your head no as you finally pull off your underwear. She replies. "Well...good. I'm glad. Huh."

She gives you another approving once over and nods. "Mmm mmm." She then flashes you a crooked smile. "So, you can either undress me...or hide in the closet and watch."

You both laugh as you remember that fateful day. Without a word you step forward and obediently undress your big sister. Her long, lean, powerful bombshell body revealed to you bit by bit. The very image of your fantasies made flesh.

Leading you by the hand she takes you to her bed. She lies, face down, her arms tucked up under her pillow. "Go ahead." She orders.

You sit down beside her and begin to knead the tightness and tension from her taut shoulders. You savor the feel of her skin beneath your fingers.

"Mmmmmmmm." Fiona moans happily.

"How was your night?" You ask as you continue the massage.

Fiona lets out a long breath. "Whoooooo, that's nice baby. You don't have to worry about my work Jesse."

You lean down and kiss her smooth bare butt. "Of course I'll worry about it. I want to be part of your life Fiona. Please tell me about your work. Don't keep us out anymore...please."

Fiona looks back over her shoulder. Her piercing eyes looking at you, studying you, before she finally nods. "Of course. Well...it was actually amazing. That big wig coming in from out of state...it was a Senator. Like one of the big ones." She chuckles. "And he ended up being quite a fan of my establishment. He...he asked if I could move my operation to DC." She laughs again. "Begged actually, like literally begged. He said he knew tons of people who might enjoy a place like mine over there. He actually made me a very generous offer to invest."

You stop your massage. "You're...you're thinking about moving? Fiona!" Your heart had caught up in your throat.

She turns and props herself on and elbow. She reaches out and strokes your cheek, her face was still smiling. She was still laughing. "Calm down baby." She suddenly gets very serious. "I will never leave you Jesse. Any of you. If we move, we move together." She pulls you in for another kiss then lies back down. You continue rubbing her tired muscles. She continues. "I'm thinking about it. I mean Mom can work from anywhere but...I don't know, we'll talk about it." She really emphasizes these last words. Letting you know it would be a family decision, not just hers. This made you feel good.

You continue your massage and eventually you feel her tension release beneath your firm persistent hands. She mumbles. "I'm...going to fall asleep. Ohhhhhh, this is so nice Jesse. You look after me so good."

You smile with love and pride. "You too Fiona." You take her by the shoulders and pull her to follow you. "Come on."

"Huh?" She wonders. She allows you to lead her however, curious as to what was happening.

You lead her back to your mother's room. As Fiona sees the darkened shapes of her mother and sister snuggled on the bed she understands. With one last hug and kiss to your older sister you slip back into the spot you had vacated earlier. Fiona sneaks around the other side to spoon up behind Elsie.

Your mom moves her arm instinctively to hold you to her once more. You hear Elsie rouse then hum joyfully as she feels herself become sandwiched between her mother and older sister. You and El's hands meet once more in the middle, this time joined by Fiona's hand which holds both of yours together.

In one big, warm, loving Bailey cuddle huddle...you drift off to sleep.