Chapter 3

Kelly waited for her sister, Janice, to arrive and debated yet again whether to inform her about her incestuous relationship with John. The doorbell rang before she made a firm decision, and Kelly let Janice in the door.

"Okay, what happened?" Janice asked as she breezed by. The beautiful brunette was dressed to tease, as usual, with a mini-skirt and halter-top and wedged shoes. No hose, but with legs to rival Kelly's, she didn't need any.

No man troubles, Kelly observed. Janice looked lean and trim. At five-seven, an inch taller than Kelly, Janice had to watch what she ate. She tended to put on pounds easily, and usually overate when distressed about a boyfriend. While Kelly was model slim, Janice was voluptuous, but Janice wanted Kelly's look, so she exercised daily, and seemed to be on a perpetual diet.

"What do you mean?" Kelly asked ingenuously.

"Don't act the innocent. I tried to reach you last night. I planned to come over and help you out of your doldrums, but you weren't home, or weren't answering your phone. Then when you returned my call today, you sounded so happy I knew something had happened. Come on, spit it out."

Kelly grinned. "I wasn't home. I had a date last night. He arrived in a limo with a dozen yellow roses and took me to an expensive restaurant for dinner, and then we went dancing." She nodded toward the vase on the dining room table filled with yellow roses. "Aren't they beautiful. Janice, I feel like a girl again. It was by far the best date of my entire life." Kelly shivered as she remembered certain events from the date, especially when John first entered her after they returned to her house.

Janice's smile joined her sister's. She appeared as happy about the event as Kelly. "Good for you, Sis. I hope you got laid, too."

Kelly felt Janice studying her reaction, and when Kelly's face flushed, Janice added excitedly, "Yes! Good for you! It's about time. How was it? Who? What's his name? Tell me about him. Tell me everything."

Kelly blushed. "You might not approve, Janice, and before I tell you, promise not to tell a soul."

"Damn! Jim isn't trying to win you back, is he?

"No, when I get through with that low-life cock sucker, he'll wish he had never met me."

"Good. Okay, tell your little sister all the details."

"First, promise me you won't tell anyone."

"I promise, and you know I can keep a promise. We have too many secrets between us, especially the big one, for you to doubt my promise."

Kelly chuckled. "True. First tell me how you planned to get me out of the doldrums." If she planned what I think she planned, it'll be easier to tell her about John, Kelly thought.

"You know how," Janice said with a coy grin. "I thought we'd console each other. I was languishing at home alone, without a date and horny, and... You know. Besides, you get me off better than a man anyway."

Kelly and Janice had started giving each other sexual pleasure while Kelly still lived at home. It had started innocently enough. Janice looked up to Kelly, went to her for answers to questions about boys and sex. When Janice asked her about masturbation, Kelly had shown her how, and for a few years they occasionally masturbated together. One night they touched each other and eventually graduated to the full Sapphic embrace just before Kelly moved out of the house and a short time later married Jim. The sisters stopped having sex with each other when Kelly married, but when Kelly's troubles started with her husband six months ago, Janice dropped by, and the two of them rekindled their casual sexual relationship.

Kelly took a deep breath. "Are you ready for this?" More importantly, am I ready for this? Kelly asked herself.

"Yes! The suspense is killing me."

"John."

"John? John who?" Janice's confused look suddenly changed to one of amazement. "John! Our brother, John?"

"Yeah."

"Jesus!"

Kelly warily observed her sister. How would she take the news? Would Janice think she was perverted? Sick?

"God, that's hot!" Janice exclaimed with a smile. "I've always known the two of you had something special between you, but you both ignored your feelings for each other for so long I thought nothing would ever happen. Details! Give me details."

Relieved, Kelly sat and took Janice's hands in hers. "We're in love with each other, Janice."

"Yeah, I know. You've been in love with each other for years. Details, please."

"How did you know? I've never admitted to anyone how I felt about John. I ignored my feelings for him because of the incest taboo."

"For hell's sake, Kelly, what you and I do is incest!"

"It's not the same. I'm not in love with you. Besides, you're a woman."

Janice's uproarious laugh echoed around the room along with a ringing doorbell.

"That might be John," Kelly said, somewhat miffed at Janice's reaction.

"Go ahead, let him in. We'll talk more later. Does he know about you and me?"

"No. No one knows about you and me, except you and me, and I'd like to keep it that way. Okay?" Kelly said as she hurried to the door.

Janice didn't answer, merely laughed again.

The man at the door remarked, "I'm here to change your locks. How many sets of keys do you want?"

"Two, no three." One set for me, one extra set in case I lose mine, and a set for John, Kelly reasoned.

Kelly stopped in the kitchen and poured an iced tea for her and Janice, and when she settled next to her sister on the sofa, Janice nagged her for details again, so Kelly told her about the picture John had shown her but was interrupted when the doorbell rang again. This time it was a man to change the frequency on the garage door opener, and Kelly had no sooner settled on the sofa than the doorbell jangled again. John had not informed her about the alarm he had ordered, which confused her at first, but upon reflection, Kelly thought it was a good idea. A woman living alone should be protected by an alarm system. But then again, I might not be living alone very long, Kelly thought and shivered with pleasure when she considered the possibility of John moving in with her. The idea of waking up every morning with his arms around her thrilled her.

"It's like Grand Central Station here," Janice quipped.

"Sorry."

"So your ex took some dirty pictures in your living room of a couple having sex. What's the problem?" Janice asked.

"Because the picture is on the Internet for the world to see, including my painting and living room, and later I found out Jim also put a video on the Internet with me in the starring role." Kelly blushed. "I was masturbating. I'll tell you more about that later. About John and me, well, I commented that my breasts were better than Mary's, and John boasted he was larger than Peter, and, well, things developed, and I went down on him."

"Wow, that's sexy. Did he have a right to brag, Sis?"

"Yeah. He's bigger than anyone I've ever been with."

"Damn, I'm getting horny. If you didn't have a crowd here, I'd..."

She's thinking about John's cock, Kelly thought. "He's mine, Janice. You leave him be."

"Yeah, I know. What happened then?"

Kelly told her about the rest of that night and the next day, finally bringing her up to date; although she was interrupted frequently to handle the locksmith, garage-door man, or the man installing the alarm. The women were talking about the video of Kelly masturbating on the Internet for the world to see when the last man finished his task, leaving the two women alone.

"What are you going to do about the video?" Janice asked with a concerned voice.

"I don't know. John is looking into it. He's spoken with an attorney, and he has an idea we haven't discussed about how to get even with Jim."

"When do you expect John?" Janice asked.

Kelly glanced at her wristwatch. "He's late now. He said he would drop by in a couple of hours. That's been over two hours ago."

"Darn it. Your details gave me a serious case of the hornies. I hoped we'd have time..." Janice placed her hand on the inside of Kelly's thigh.

"I know what you mean. Telling you about it made me excited all over again, too." Kelly brushed Janice's bangs from her eyes and then brushed her lips to her sister's lips.

"Are you going to tell John about us?" Janice asked as she slid her hand up Kelly's thigh and cupped her palm over the crotch of her sister's panties.

Kelly groaned when Janice applied pressure. "We promised each other we would never tell anyone. Damn, that feels good. Uh, being bisexual isn't something to be kept from the man you love, though I guess I can tell him I've been with a woman without naming names."

"If you need to tell him about me, go ahead. I'll understand, and I trust John to keep it mum. How do you think he'd react if you told him?" Janice asked as she moved her fingers under the leg band of Kelly's panties onto her cunt and slowly rubbed her outer lips, finally dipping into her crease.

Kelly gasped when one of her sister's fingers slipped fully inside her and then retracted and rolled up and over her clitoris. "I don't know, Janice. It's difficult to concentrate when you touch me like that, but my guess is the incest part won't turn him off, but I don't know how he feels about women having sex with other women."

"You're wet," Janice remarked as she ran her finger up one side of Kelly's inner lips and down the other, bumping her clit with each pass and slowly twirling her fingers in the wet spot at the entrance to her vagina.

Kelly chuckled and reached in Janice's halter-top to fondle her sister's large breasts. "What did you expect? You've been playing with my pussy." She lifted a breast, felt the weight of it along with a little envy. A nipple lengthened and hardened when she pinched it between her thumb and forefinger.

Janice sighed. "You know how to touch my nipples better than anyone. You know what I think?" Janice shoved two fingers into Kelly's hot cunt as far as they would go.

Kelly moaned and humped her cunt at her sister's invading fingers. "No. What do you think?" she gasped.

"I think if you told him about us, he'd get excited. He might even want to watch us."

Kelly's arousal soared, but then she realized if John watched, she would probably need to share him with Janice. She wasn't ready to share John with anyone, not yet, maybe never. "Really? What makes you think that?" Kelly asked.

"Because I was part of a foursome once, and the guys really got off when the other woman and I went down on each other."

"Sometimes you're a real slut, Janice," Kelly said, but with a smile, and she pictured Janice with two men and a woman, and... She pushed Janice's halter-top aside and kissed a large nipple, and then licked it before forcefully sucking into her mouth.

"Yeah, I know. I like nasty, prefer naughty to nice. Damn, I wish we had more time. Suck on the other one now. Yes. That's so good. You're hot, aren't you?"

"Uh-huh," Kelly mumbled and then replaced her mouth with her fingers so she could talk. "You're the only woman I've ever been with, Janice. How many women... ah, you know?" Janice's fingers twisted and turned inside her pussy, pushing against the walls, finding little spots she knew about, spots not normally caressed.

"Only you and the one I just told you about. Are you thinking about me and the other woman or fantasizing about John watching us?"

"Both. I can't figure out which fantasy to explore," Kelly said and was amazed again with her sister's ability to know her thoughts.

The doorbell rang. Kelly groaned, and Janice looked more than a little disappointed.

"You owe me," Janice grumbled and pulled her fingers from her sister's pussy. She sucked Kelly's juices from the digits. The women straightened their clothes, and Kelly rose and answered the door.

John stepped in, and Kelly kissed him hello. The embrace started out friendly, became romantic and evolved into a full-blown passionate embrace. It wasn't until after Kelly released him that John noticed Janice sitting in the living room with a silly grin on her face.

"Hi, Sis," John said, blushing. "I take it Kelly told you about us."

"Yeah," Janice replied as she eyed his obvious erection. She pulled her eyes from his bulging trousers to his face and smiled. "Congratulations. It's about time the two of you recognized you wanted each other so much."

John glanced curiously at Kelly.

Kelly shrugged. "She knew I loved you before I told her. I guess I didn't hide how I felt about you all these years as well as I thought I did."

"You hid it better than John," Janice remarked and laughed.

"Who else knows?" John asked with resignation. "The parents?"

Yes, what are we going to do about the parents? Kelly asked herself. They'll be devastated. Incest aside, they want grandchildren, and John and I can't provide any for them, and they're likely to go ballistic about the incest issue, anyway. And what about me? I want children, too. Damn! This incest business is complicated.