She's been here the whole time

This hadn’t been the way things were supposed to go. Scratch that, this isn’t supposed to happen period. A sister caught in the dark of her room watching her brother finger blast her best friend? That was the premise of some horror films, not something to get up to on a Friday night, but Lena had let herself be convinced to be here.

Back at Beth’s place, after her break down they had talked for quite a bit, consoling each other mostly. Beth made sure to emphasize that she didn’t think Lena was a creep or anything. If anything, that had been the biggest solace to this whole thing, her feelings were out, and Beth didn’t hate her. That was something. After a long pause in the conversation, Beth got to the meat of it.

“So are..you attracted to your brother?” There was no judgment in her voice, just curiosity

For her part, it was all Lena could do to keep from choking on her words, “I…don’t know…I don’t think so, maybe? I never fantasized about him alone…just him…”

“Fucking me.” Beth finished, Lena nodded her head solemnly

“I don’t know, you never think of your sibling as a sexual creature…and I don’t know maybe just him going around fucking left and right flipped something in my brain, got some wires crossed. I need therapy.”

“I…listen I won’t argue with that, most people need Therapy…but you really should consider talking to Alan about this” Beth wrapped her arm around Lena’s shoulder comfortingly.

“What? And say what? Would you mind if I watched while you and Beth banged?” Lena was stuttering over her words, her face hot and flushed

“Maybe not that…but like I think there’s more options than you think” As she spoke Beth was texting.

“What are you doing?” Lena watched Beth’s fingers move with trepidation

Beth sent the message and put her phone away, “Telling Ken we’re done.”

“Wait! What? I didn’t mean-” Lena was cut off by Beth

“I know you didn’t, but things got more hectic and I’d rather focus on my two fucked up friends right now than some boy I’m not that into. Look, the key is finding out whether or not Alan is going to freak out on you for liking me right?”

“Yeah...” Lena was trepidatious of what might come out of Beth’s mouth next

“So listen, what if I invite myself over to your place tomorrow, we say you’re hanging at my place cooling off. I bring up the stuff with you to Alan and we see how he feels, meanwhile you’re just sitting in your room, and once we find things are chill you come out and we talk?” Beth grinned looking at Lena for approval

“If! If things are chill, Beth! We don’t know, all this could freak him out, he might not even want to live with me anymore.”

“You Wards worry too much. Alan may be many things but he’s not a bigot and we know he loves you. You’re his sister, he’s not going to just turn you away.”

She made it sound so simple like nothing was simpler to figure out than telling your brother you’re masturbated to his fuck sessions. Shit, one thing was for sure, Lena didn’t have any better ideas on how to approach this.

“Ok..fine…we’ll try it your way,” Lena murmured, Beth, rapidly trying to change the topic and make the rest of the evening more innocuous.

So that’s how she had ended up here, in the entranceway of her room, light turned out, the door cracked, full view of the kitchen and living room. Lena had been distracting herself on her phone when she heard them arrive, and then had watched with bated breath, hanging on to every eavesdropped word of their conversation…when Alan had gotten up

She watched as her brother teased Beth with his hands, her own drifting into her yoga pants and rubbing at her mound as her brother began fingering Beth. unconsciously her fingers matched the rhythm with Beth’s moans.

The fucked up thing was Alan’s voice…Beth had never heard him like this. His voice was more sonorous and firm, in charge. With someone like Beth that was quite the feat, but her brother who normally was so lackadaisical being so commanding. The pace of Lena’s fingers increased and she gripped her breast through her top.

And the things he was narrating…Did Beth want to fuck her? He’d let her fuck her? Would he fuck her? Her mind was racing as her first orgasm washed over her body. Her voice rang out and she prayed Beth’s own screams were covering it up. Her breathing was heavy as the two in front began to tear their clothes off…about to fuck in earnest…

That’s when she opened the door.