A Step Back

I didn’t leave my office until lunch.

“Hey,” Angie said without looking me in the eyes.

“Hey.”

“So, I know that I was just apologizing to you when you last saw me, but now I’m doing it again. For that time.”

“It’s okay, Angie.”

“No it isn’t. I’m not being fair at all to you. Or to Victoria.”

“I forgive you. But you’re right, we could cut back on the flirting.”

“Right! Exactly! Just because I’m not getting any action doesn’t mean I need to be flirting with my sister’s boyfriend.”

“I’m glad we can agree.”

She ran forward and wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug.

“Fuck, you’re cool.”

I smiled at her as she turned to search the fridge.

“Thanks for putting up with my skanky ass. By the way, what can I make you for lunch?”

“Surprise me.”

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That night I took Victoria for four rounds, waking her up in the morning when her alarm went off with my dick.

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Angie slept on the futon again for a few nights until I caught her limping again.

“I’m fine,” she told me.

“No! Sleep with us again tonight,” Victoria told her.

“I’ll just sleep on the couch.”

After a movie Victoria tried to convince her again, but she instead wrapped herself in a blanket on the couch.

“Grab her,” Victoria told me. “Carry her to the bedroom!”

“There is no way he can lift my big ass,” Angie mumbled.

“Challenge accepted!” I said as I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her up.

“Holy shit! I’m giving you my dead weight right now! I didn’t think nerds could be this strong!”

I carried her up the staircase, aware that my hand was grabbing her ass and being surprised how firm it was as I tossed her on the bed.

“Fine!”

“That’s my boyfriend,” Victoria said as she stepped on her tiptoes to kiss me.

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I woke up and found myself spooning with Victoria. Once again, my dick was hard and tucked into her ass cheeks as I found myself rubbing against her. She seemed to wake up around the same time and turned to face me.

“We can’t,” she whispered. “Not with Angie right there.”

“I know,” I agreed. “I must have been humping you in my sleep.”

Her hand reached down to stroke me. “Ohhh you are hard.”

“Am I?”

She kissed me in the dark as she rubbed me slowly. It was soft, warm and… nice. It reminded me of when we had just started messing around.

“Hold on,” I told her as I pulled away from her lips. “I’m on the edge.”

“Well then. Allow me.” She crawled under the covers and took my cock into her mouth, doing her best to deepthroat me under the blanket.

“Shit,” I mumbled.

I instinctively looked over to my right to see if Angie was still sleeping. She was not.

I could see the reflection in her eyes as she stared at me. She didn’t seem surprised to see the blanket bouncing up and down as her sister made her best effort to swallow my cock.

Neither of us looked away, and neither of us smiled as we maintained eye contact.

It was at this moment that I heard the faint wet sounds that didn’t match the pattern of Victoria’s actions. Angie had her hand between her legs and she was going for it.

The moment shocked me, a sudden burst of intimacy that did the opposite of what I expected. Instead of making me cum, it made me back off a bit. I felt myself soften as the situation became clear.

Angie leaned forward quietly until her face was an inch away from mine.

She didn’t outright kiss me. She still gave me the choice to reject her.

I closed the distance.

Her lips were soft. They were thicker than her sister’s, and she had an aggression that I wasn’t expecting as we began making out in earnest. She moaned very softly, only loud enough that I would hear as she bit my lip.

She grabbed my hand and guided it down, first over the round mountains that were her breasts, then over the soft valley of her stomach and down into the wetlands.

My finger seemed to move at its own accord as I fingered her. The noise seemed painfully loud so I pulled my finger back, searching for her clit instead. She gasped, louder than she meant to, so I tried to hide it with a gasp of my own.

“Fuck, Vicky!” I whispered as her sister bit my lip again.

I felt her body convulse as she came, her tongue invading my mouth as we kissed passionately.

“I’m going to-” my head shot backwards as I came, filling my girlfriend’s mouth as I heard her start to gag with the ****.

I turned back to Angie, seeing a surprising amount of vulnerability there as she seemed to realize that she had been the instigator of our shared moment.

I read the shock and regret in her eyes, and I felt for her. So I kissed her.

It was short, and it was sweet. But it was also something different from the moment before. This was both of us in a post orgasmic haze, sure. But we were no longer in the sleep induced confusion that comes with waking when you are horny. We were simply kissing.

It was intense. And it only lasted for a second as she moved back to her side of the bed as quietly as before. I silently thanked the creator of the memory foam mattress.

Victoria climbed back out from under the blanket, wiping her face and licking her fingers.

“You were being kind of loud,” she whispered. “You almost woke up Angie.”

We both took a moment to hear the sound of Angie’s light snoring.

“Sorry,” I whispered.

“It’s okay,” she said. “I think we got away with it.”

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The next day Victoria was gone when I woke up.

But Angie was not.

I opened my eyes to find her staring at me.

“Fuck,” she said.

“How long have you been awake?” I asked.

“Awake, staring at you? Since about three this morning.”

“That’s not good, Angie. Victoria might find that to be odd behavior for you.”

“Oh, no, she didn’t suspect anything this morning when I pretended to be sleeping.”

“That’s good.”

“She trusts us, Dan.”

“I know.”

“She trusts me enough to leave me in bed with her boyfriend when she goes off to work. I am the worst fucking sister in the world.”

“No you’re not,” I tried to sympathize.

“Don’t do that!”

“What?”

“Don’t make me feel better.” She looked away for a moment. “That’s what you did last night, didn’t you?”

I said nothing.

She continued. “You saw how upset I was after I came, and that’s why you kissed me. You wanted to make me feel better.”

I nodded. “Wow. Now who’s telepathic?”

“We are, apparently.” She looked back at me. “I have a better connection with my sister’s boyfriend than any guy I’ve ever dated. How’s that for irony?”

“It’s not your fault,” I told her.

“How do you figure?”

“You woke up horny. It’s hard to figure out what’s happening. You did the natural thing, which was to kiss me.”

“I used to share a bed with my sister. I woke up a thousand times without kissing her.”

“That’s too bad.”

“Shuddup.” She smiled. “And stop being so fucking cool.”

“Well, I can’t be a dick now, can I?”

“Why not?”

“Because you are attracted to assholes.”

She punched my arm. “Dick.”

I sighed.

Before either of us knew what happened, she was in my arms, laying her head on my chest. My hand was running through her hair.

“What are we going to do?” she asked.

“We are going to be adults about this.”

“You want to tell my sister?”

“Hell no. I’m not looking to break her heart. We are going to make sure we don’t do anything else that we would ever have to hide from her.”

“How do we do that?”

“We take precautions.”

“Like what?”

“We make sure we never find ourselves laying in bed half naked cuddling with each other.”

“Easy. Next?”

“You wear oversized t-shirts so that I don’t think about how fucking crazy hot your body is all the time.”

“I already do that. “

“I know. And it’s very nice of you.”

“What else?”

“We do very unsexy things. You could poop with the door open, for example.”

She giggled. “You could fart more often.”

“Oh, no, I already fart as much as I can,” I told her.

“I would try to gain weight to look less attractive, but my stupid body only turns fat into curves, and you seem to like my curves.”

“I do indeed.”

“You know, that’s the other thing we could do.”

“What’s that?”

“Get it out of our systems.”

“Do you think that would work?”

“No. It’s just a way to trick ourselves into thinking that fucking each other like rabbits would help our situation. But I don’t see how it could. I’m really good at sex.”

“Yeah, so am I.”

“So I’ve heard.”

I continued running my hand through her hair.

“What, so we’re fucked?” I asked.

“No. We haven’t fucked yet.”

“Don’t say yet.”

She sighed. “You’re right.”

“We can do this.”

“Yes we can.”

“Fuck, you’re cool!”