Chapter 4: Pranks

The twins were awakened by the door being removed from the room. They both stayed under their individual covers until their father was finished. Bryan stayed with the covers well to his shoulders. The jockstrap was still at the bottom of the bed. Susan stayed put because her thong was still wet from the night before. Plus her nightshirt still wasn’t over her now cold tits. Plus, she feared her dad would be able to see the remnants of the night before on the sheets or smell them.

Once the door to the room and her dad were gone, Susan quickly got up and dashed off to the bathroom. Way outside the normal range of embarrassment, she did what she could, without being too obvious, hiding her face from Bryan. While she was humiliated about her behavior the night before. She was, also still, a bit turned on when she remembered the size of Bryan’s erect cock. Despite all reason, she wondered when she’d be able to repeat last night again with her twin.

Once Bryan heard the water start in the shower, he quickly got his jockstrap from the bottom of the bed and put it back on. He grabbed a pair of gym shorts and a wife-beater t-shirt and headed down to the kitchen for some food. He really wanted to look in on Susan while she was in the shower. But it was unclear if last night was a one-time thing. Plus his parents might catch him. Which would confirm all their fears about their kids doing things brothers and sisters weren’t supposed to do. When he got to the kitchen table there was a note from his mom letting him know the latter wouldn’t have happened.

‘Bryan and Susan, we’re taking Joshua and Sara to see their grandparents. We will be back late. Only a couple of friends are allowed over while we’re out. If you have friends over, use up the veggies in the fridge for snacks. Love Mom.’ His mom was always trying to get them to eat well and stay away from junk food. But on the plus side, he could have his buddies over to watch football. He reckoned it might help him forget about the previous night, and the longing to have a repeat of it all day.

“Sweet:” Bryan said to himself. He grabbed the phone called Stew, and Vince two of his football buddies. Stew was a lineman while Vince was the punter. The three of them were completely different but it worked out great. Both said they’d like to come over to watch the game, but both would need to bring their girlfriends along. That was the one thing that aggravated Bryan about the two guys. They were both pussy whipped.

Bryan thought about it for a second, “yeah their whipped but they’re getting the pussy that comes with it.” So instead of guys sitting around drinking a couple of beers, his parents would never miss. He figured on the day being less man cave and more home and garden. Bryan ran up the stairs to let Susan know he’d be having a couple of the guys and their girlfriends coming over to watch the football game.

Sticking only his head in the bathroom, he saw a great outline of his sister as she showered. The steam had built up on the doors so while details of her nubile body weren’t detectable, it was still a delectable sight. “Hey I’m having some friends come over, could you make a veggie tray and dip for us? And invite a couple of your hot friends.”

“Hell no, and get the fuck out of here.” Came the reply over the sound of the water.

“What like I haven’t seen it all before,” Bryan slyly said reminding her he’d seen more than her basically naked.

“And not likely to see it again” Susan immediately shot back horrified he’d bring up her performance not twelve hours earlier. The “unless I feel like it” she left unsaid in her head.

“Come on make the veggies and I’ll take the floor tonight.”

“How about taking the spare room over the garage forever?” She pushed.

Now it was Bryan’s turn coming back with “Hell no, for that, I can cut up some carrots and go buy a dip. And why would I deprive myself of the chance of a repeat performance?”

God, she hoped he didn’t hold what she did over her head forever. But for now, she would acquiesce and cut up some veggies.”Ok, I’ll do it after I get out and get dressed. Now get out.” She demanded.

After turning off the water Susan reached for the lotion on the bathroom cabinet. She’d been told that it was better for skin if you put the lotion on while still damp and letting it soak in. So normally, she applied it to herself and air-dried. It took longer and was colder than drying with a towel but she liked the virtually flawless skin she thought it produced. Susan never considered her mother had just as flawless a complexion and skin when she wore a swimsuit. And Susan didn’t know if Liz did the same routine.

She thought she’d put a new bottle on the counter yesterday. Maybe she was remembering wrong, she told herself. But, she could’ve sworn the old small bottle of hotel lotion was emptied the day before. She’d cracked open a new bottle using just a touch of it. The one in her hand was fuller than she expected.

She took the top off and shook it as usual with her finger tightly over the opening. When she poured the lotion into her hand, it had the wrong consistency and was a bit off-color. She wrote it off to imagination. She read the date on the bottom of the bottle, anyway. It was a bit older. She had taken it from the bottom of the drawer that held close to a hundred of the lotion bottles from various hotels. She assume, that it being an old bottle, the lotion had started separating a bit.

She started rubbing the fluid in her hand into her left arm. She started at the apex of her shoulder and worked her fingers around her biceps getting every inch of her upper arm. And after pouring a little more in her hand she lathered up her elbow since rough elbows weren’t going to happen to her. She completed her left forearm and the back of her hand and fingers. She repeated the same actions for her right arm using her just lubricated left hand.

Again pouring a large portion into her left hand she transferred part of it to the other hand. Susan started applying it just above her breast and up both sides of her neck. That was when it hit her. The faint musky smell of the lotion triggered an involuntary reaction in her nipples. They started hardening. It was only then could Susan place the musky smell. It was similar to the one she smelled when one of her previous boyfriends came from a handjob. She held the bottle closer to her nose to be sure.

“That bastard.” She knew right away what had happened. Bryan cum in her lotion bottle last night. She went from irate to mystified why he’d done it. Finally to being turned on by it. Thus, instead of finding her “bastard” twin and laying him out with one unexpected punch after re-showering. She put more of the concoction in her hand and spread it over her pert nipples. She was fully enthralled with rubbing her brother’s seed into her skin. It was creating a pleasant throb that arose in her dampening slit. While doing it, she could only think,” God am I losing it. First I expose myself to Bryan while climaxing with my fingers buried in my pussy. Then, I so wanted to grab his cock and devour it while he walked over me. Now, I’m getting off, putting his cum all over myself. Girl, get a grip.” A grip is what she did get as she twisted her now cum coated tits. She completed putting the “Lotion” on as usual rubbing it into her face and finishing with her ass. She always did her ass last rubbing the remainder of the lotion from her palms.

Susan finished up, again putting on a lacy thong and debated putting on the lacy bra that matched. She was assuming Stew would be bringing Steve, his little brother, with him. Steve was a freshman and he was very cute though younger. He was already as big as his very large older brother and still gaining in stature. She was thinking maybe she’d show him the ways of an “older” woman. Maybe that’d put her mind back right, getting her over all the strangeness she was doing when it came to Bryan.

She put the bra back in the drawer and pulled on a warm cheerleader uniform sweatshirt over her uncovered breast. Sweat pants over the thong, she was ready for the day. While not normally a prick tease, she said quietly to herself, “Yeah, teasing Steve enough giving him blue balls might be the cure.” But, she wasn’t going to get dressed up for it. She passed her brother on the way down the stairs as he was heading up.