Chapter 4

Rose tidied and preened and cloth washed, so as not to wake the sleepers. The girl in the mirror was rating acceptable for a morning at home with family. Alex might wash her hair later. He was enjoying her lessons in erotic hair washing. Otherwise she’d offer to do Mum’s and Dad would make jokes about all that red hair in one place reaching critical mass and destabilising the structure of the universe but he’d probably still stay to watch, or even help.

Alex was just beginning to stir. Her tab said Marissa’s wake up time was only a minute away. Mum said there were always lessons to learn and always lessons to teach and often they were one and the same. Instead of climbing back in with Alex, Rose slipped her self under the sheet where Dad had slid out and gently cuddled her Aunt awake.

“Oh my Rose. You are so sweet.”

Marissa stretched against her and cuddled back.

“Why is your mouth not around your lovers cock?”

“Because it may be a little sore after the stupendous fucking he gave me, after you and Matt retired last night. And because Mum would not be happy if I indulged him too much. He can climb in with us if he chooses.”

“This is wise.”

That was Aunt Marissa’s way of saying she agreed with you completely and no further discussion was necessary. She switched tack to subtly checking Rose’s body to make sure she hadn’t overdone it with the fucking. Rose said nothing and let her aunt prod and poke.

“You remember how to stretch your pelvic tendons?”

“Yes Aunty.”

Rose kissed her and splayed out her left leg. Right at the limit there was a little stiffness there but only a little. Marissa not demonstrating how it should be done was surprising and sad. In the past she would always have done that. Perhaps she was stiff this morning. Rose put some massage into her intimate stroking and Marissa didn’t scold her for being man handed. A few minutes later Alex did join them, cuddling up behind Rose and kissing her neck. She luxuriated in being the sandwich filling between lovers while it lasted.