Chapter 12

The four adults gathered in the large living room, each dressed for bed. Don and Marc were in their underwear. Anne wore a short nightshirt that barely covered her panties. Marge had on a pair of cotton pajamas with a button down top and boxer styled bottoms.

Anne went up stairs and checked the teens to be sure they were sleeping. She opened the boys door and looked in to see the two of them sleeping soundly. Quietly entering Kim and Sally's room she could see the two girls, their arms intertwined, also asleep.

Anne returned to the living room and joined the rest of the group. They talked about the night's events.

Marge said, "I guess I'm not sure what we should next, but I don't think we can just act like nothing happened."

They agreed that they needed to confront the teens regarding the sexual activity they had seen their parents engaged in.

"I don't know how we should approach the issue," Marc said.

"Well," Don said, "I think that we should talk to the boys and the girls separately."

They all agreed and decided that the long ride home would be a good opportunity to broach the subject. The guys would take the Suburban and the boat, the four women returning in the Town Car. They discussed how much they should offer in the way of details. They decided to tell them when the activity started and answer the kids questions the best they could.

Then Don, out of the blue, said, "The girls are certainly growing into good looking young women." Marc nodded his agreement.

Anne and her sister-in-law were taken aback by Don's comment. It was the first time either man had alluded to their daughters' appearance.

"And just what do you mean by that remark?" Marge asked.

"I mean that Kim and Sally are developing nicely. How could I help but notice them?" Don replied.

Marc added, "They remind me of you two when you were about that age." Marge and Anne giggled at their husband's remarks.

Anne said, "Well, your sons are developing quite well also."

The four adults were now laughing and making suggestive little remarks about their children's anatomy.

They sat on the couch trying to regain their composure. Marge and Anne sat next to each other, their mates on the opposite sides. The couch was quite large, but each adult was in contact with the one next to them.

Marge said, "Anne and I made a discovery you guys should know about. When we were cleaning up the girls' room we found blood on the sheets."

Don asked, "What do you think it was from? Do you think the girls have been messing around with their brothers?"

Anne said, "We don't think they have done anything with the boys... yet."

The women went on to tell their husbands about discovering the sex toys in the dresser drawer, and what they had seen on the beach. They decided that the blood must be from the girls using the toys to break their hymens.

Anne said, "I guess it is better than loosing it in the backseat of a car... if you know what I mean."

Marge agreed with her sister-in-law, remembering their own experience with the boys that would become their husbands.

Marc snickered and said, "You mean the two girls... together? Who would have dreamed that two girls would do anything like that?"

Again the four laughed, knowing what Marc was referring to.

"Remember when Marc and I caught you two going at it?" Don asked.

The two women nodded and Marge said, "I do, and I thought I would die! I also remember that Anne took it all in her stride."

The four started reminiscing about that day.

It was a very warm October day, starting out cool, and then getting hot as the afternoon sun heated the air. Marge and Anne walked home from school together, on their way to Anne's house. Anne and Don's mother worked afternoons at a new job, leaving the siblings home alone until about eleven o'clock at night.

The two girls were still exploring each other and growing accustomed to being sexually active with a member of the same sex. They were in a hurry to get the house and change into cooler clothing. As soon as they walked through the door of the supposedly empty house, they pulled the sweaters they had worn over their heads as they walked to Anne's room. They were unaware that their brothers were home from school early and in the kitchen. They saw the two girls walk by in their bras.

Once in Anne's bedroom the girls removed their slacks and sat on Anne's bed in their white bra and panties, talking about the day at school. The bedroom window was open, allowing a gentle breeze to cool the two girls. Marge got up and turned on a fan that was sitting on the dresser. She stood, with her arms extended straight out from her sides, letting the artificial wind bathe her body. After a few minutes, she returned to the bed and laid back, her legs dangling over the edge.

Marge pulled one of the bra cups away from her breast and showed Anne her hardened nipple. Anne bent over, took the small protrusion into her mouth, and sucked gently. Marge moaned with pleasure as she took Anne's head and held it in place. Anne used her hands to pull the shoulder straps of Marge's bra down her arms, folded the cups down, and exposed both breasts. Marge's moaning increased as her friend alternated between the small nipples, sucking and licking each one.

Marge slid her free hand inside her panties and rubbed her clit. Anne stopped her oral attack on the breasts and knelt on the floor between Marge's legs. She gripped the overheated girl's panties and pulled them down her legs. Pushing Marge's knees apart, Anne leaned forward and ran her tongue over the wet slit before her. She licked up and down its length, pausing at Marge's clit to give the nub some special attention.

Marge was on the verge of her orgasm when she heard a noise from the window. Looking over, she saw Marc and Don watching them. Marge quickly pushed Anne's head away and tried to cover herself. Marge saw the two boys run away from the window, as she told Anne about seeing them. Anne didn't seem too concerned that they had been caught. Marge questioned her about her lack of embarrassment and the fact that Anne made no effort to cover up.

Anne told Marge that she knew that Don watched her, just like she watched him. Marge questioned Anne about the voyeurism and the fact she didn't mind. Anne finally admitted to her friend that she and her brother had even messed around with each other. Marge, wrapped in the bedspread, pressed Anne for details. Anne told her that her brother had walked into her room and caught her masturbating, and before the night was over they had touched each other.

Marge was a little stunned. She quizzed Anne about incest and the ramifications of being caught by her mother. Anne assured the puzzled teen that it happened when her mother was away, and it was only once. Anne also told Marge that she would do it again.

The two girls dressed and went outside. They found Marc and Don sitting at the picnic table in the backyard. Anne called the two boys peeping toms, Don told her to pull her shade when she was going to have sex with another girl. Marc and Marge felt a little uncomfortable with the exchange between the brother and sister.

The girls started to walk away when they heard Don say, "When's the next show?"

Marge and Anne ignored the comment and continued to head for the house.

Back in Anne's room, Marge asked her friend if she would put on a show for the guys. Anne said that she would. Marge was now very excited, partly because of the things Anne was doing to her before they were interrupted, and partly because of being caught. She was also turned on about the prospect of seeing Marc nude and doing some of the things that Anne had told her about.

Marge shocked Anne by telling her that she wanted to see if they could turn the boys on so much they would go and masturbate. Anne was more that willing to comply. The girls cooked up a plan and set it into motion. They removed their bras and changed their tops into loose fitting shirts, which would provide a view of their breasts when they bent forward. Anne selected very short nylon running shorts for each of them to wear.

Dressed in the seductive attire, they went to the kitchen and took four sodas from the refrigerator. The two girls took the cold drinks outside and to the picnic table. The boys were still sitting there. Marge reached over to her brother, handing him a soda. She was bent at the waist offering him a view of her firm young breasts down the gaping opening in her shirt. She watched Marc's eyes to be sure he had seen her naked breasts. Standing up slowly, she smiled at her brother when they made eye contact.

Anne put on a similar display for Don. The girls joined their brothers at the table, sitting across from the two. The boys stared at the young girls, trying to steal a peek when the girls moved. Marge was getting a bit brazen. She put her hand into her shirt, complaining of an itch, and scratched the bottom of her breast. The action caused her entire breast to become exposed to the boys' probing eyes.

Anne, picking up the cue, told Marge she would help her and replaced Marge's hand with hers. Marc and Don sat and stared at the girls, their mouths wide open.