Chapter 20

Carol, Riekie and I returned to the cottage from our walk. We didn't talk much. After Riekie's declaration of her love for both of us, there wasn't much else to say. Our little mutual admiration society strolled, arms around each other, in comfortable silence.

Our routine did vary a little. At bed time, Carol and I changed into our robes before taking our usual turns at the bathroom. In deference to her mother, we performed our evening toilet separately. The last couple of nights, we had done it together. When Carol finished her evening clean up, we fell into each others arms as usual. The difference was my cock poked out of my robe. She trapped it between her thighs and rubbed me in her slickness. We knew not to go for penetration. Her screams would have alerted her mother. Carol could NOT keep quiet when she had me in her. Carol was just starting to get off, when Dolly, as usual, hollered downstairs.

"Get to bed you two — your own beds!"

We groaned. "Back to normal!" We said it together, and laughed. We didn't have our mutual masturbation session after that in the middle of the night. We were past that.

We closed our robes and went to bed, separately. I didn't sleep a wink. I was too used to that wonderful warm body, and only after two nights! Bob, normally the soundest of sleepers complained to me the next day that my tossing and turning kept him awake. Riekie complained that Carol did the same to her.

The next day, we were completely back to normal. The girls did their thing together. Bob and I did ours. The four of us spent time together. The girls were dazzling in their sexy summer dresses. We laughed and played. We played cars and trucks with the little boys in the sand. We swam and snorkeled. Carol and I touched and kissed tenderly at every opportunity. We were open about our shared love. We had fun all day. Carol and I weren't able to get alone until we went for our walk. We stopped at our tree and made passionate love twice before returning to the cottage. Carol told me this would be the last time for this month, at least. She was getting too close to her fertile time. We were both disappointed, but knew it was the best, safest thing for us to do.

Riekie met us on our return, as usual. She held her lips up to both of us for a tender kiss. She commented that once again Carol looked and smelled like a well-fucked young woman. There was a trace of envy in her voice. She cuddled Carol this time. The three of us strolled leisurely back to the house.

At bed time, Carol and I got Dolly's nightly admonishment to "Get to bed you two -- your own beds."

I slept a little better that night, but was still restless, missing my lover in my arms. Carol informed me the next day she spent a similar night.

The next day, the aunts and grandparents returned. They brought Tante Kit with them. She was originally supposed to be there earlier in the summer, but her work kept her busy until now. She would be staying until the Labour Day weekend, now less than two weeks away. I was struck by Kit Koorstis, a stunningly beautiful woman in her late twenties. If I had been older, or she younger, I felt there just might be something there. There was something in her eyes that reminded me of carol and Riekie. She was several years younger than her sisters and her parents obviously doted on her. Her two older sisters thought the sun rose and set in her. Tante Pie seemed especially close to her.

I didn't get to spend much time with Tante Kit. She was always doing something with her sisters; I was always with Bob and My Girls, as everyone started calling Carol and Riekie. Carol's and my developing closeness with Riekie was becoming obvious.

Bob asked me about it later the day we met Kit. "What's with you guys and Riekie? It's getting pretty obvious you guys are really close. I'm used to seeing you kiss Carol all the time, but now you're kissing Riekie, too. Not as intense, but you are."

"Why? Feeling left out?"

"Hell, no! I think it's great! It helps me distance myself from those strange feelings I was getting for Riekie. When I see she's happy with someone else, it helps me. I just wanted to know what's happening with you guys, especially after I warned you about her crush. Sorta stay in the loop, ya know?"

"Bob, you're right to ask. I want to keep you up to speed, but in this one, I don't rightly know for sure, myself. Things are still shaking out. I'm afraid it isn't just a crush. The other night, Riekie told us she was in love with both of us. She was very open about it. She had obviously thought a lot about it. The strange thing is Carol and I are starting to feel the same way toward her. I'm having a bit of a hard time with it. I enjoy her attention and being with her, but..."

"So what's your problem? Most guys would die to be in your shoes, with two beautiful girls hanging off him."

"Oh, I love that part. Who wouldn't? It's a real ego boost. The thing that bothers me is being in love with two women at once. I didn't think it was possible. I love Carol more than life itself. I describe her as the other half of my soul. But I love Riekie too. It's not the same as what I feel for Carol, but it's romantic love, just the same. I sometimes feel like I'm cheating on Carol right in front of her. That's not fair to any of us. I have to talk to Carol about it before I say anything to Riekie. I think Carol is feeling something similar for Riekie as me. She's just as confused as I am. We have to talk about it, but we haven't had a chance yet. We can't be fair to Riekie until we sort it out between Carol and me."

"I don't know what to tell ya, OldPal-Old Friend, but you know where I am. Anything I can do to help the three of you out, I will. You know that."

"Thanks, Robert. That means a lot to me."

We were called to supper just then. Because Tante Kit was there, we all ate together. It was a re-union for them all. Dolly hadn't seen her youngest sister in a year and she wanted to get caught up on everything. Tante Kit was a delightful dinner companion. She kept us in stitches with jokes and gags. That woman knew more jokes than anyone I ever met. She was a natural story teller, just to put some icing on that beautiful cake.

After supper, Carol and I went for our walk. She was wearing jeans and a sweater. They fit perfectly, showing off her delightful 16-year old curves. Her outfit also told me in no uncertain terms our lovemaking had ended for that month, just as she'd said. Carol was very passionate, but she kept her head, too. Her attitude was very mature. I loved her more for it. One good thing about not making love, we had an overdue opportunity to talk about Riekie and us. We stopped at our tree and shared a passionate kiss. When we broke, Carol complained.

"David, I don't know if I can keep up my promise not to make love. I'm so horny!"

"Me, too, Baby. However, this gives us a chance to talk. We have to talk about Riekie."

I was actually quite forceful in that assertion.

"What about her?"

I started. "Where does she fit in with us? How do you feel toward her? How do I feel toward her? How do WE feel about her? Are her feelings toward us genuine, or the product of being too close to our love? You spend time with her. She must talk to you. She sleeps with you. Do you talk at night?

"Carol Anne, I'm thoroughly confused. This situation has me nervous as a mouse in a room full of hungry cats. We just have to sort it out. I'm scared to death of losing you, and I don't want to hurt her. I'm also a little scared of losing her. Am I making any sense at all? Or am I just babbling?"

"You're right, as usual, Lover. I've been avoiding this, because I'm just as confused as you, I think. I knew we had to talk, but I wasn't sure how to go about it."

"So... question one. Are her feelings toward us genuine? Bob warned me on the weekend she had a crush on me, but knew nothing of her feelings toward you."

"Oh, David, she's definitely in love with you. That's no crush. She's loved you since the day of the phone sex. I've known that all along. She's told me many times about that. I didn't say anything to you, and she kept it cool until the other night. We didn't want to burden you with guilt at not being able to return her love. 'Sides, you're mine! I didn't want to share or compete!

"I suspected she was developing some other, how shall I say, unusual feelings for me, too. The funny thing was I felt myself returning them. When she told us her feelings the other night, that last piece of the puzzle fell into place for me. I found I was a bit in love with her, too. What about you, My Husband?"

Her use of that word indicated very strongly to me her true feelings for me, at least. I could do no less for her.

"Carol Anne, as I said, I knew she had a crush on me. I suspected it was deeper than a simple crush from a few things she said and did. That kiss at the party was more than a school girl crush. It blew my mind. The way she treated us both all last weekend told me she loved us both very deeply. The other day, when she was so bothered by our lovemaking, I teased her a bit about jumping her bones. I was more sexually attracted to her than just a guy looking at a beautiful girl in heat. I felt something else. Something more like I feel for you. Not as intense, but real just the same.

"I was embarrassed and confused by what I felt. Then, the other night, she declared her love for both of us. Like you, I knew then that she meant it. I realized, too, that I had fallen in love with her as well as you. Talk about confused! So how do you feel about her, Bride of Mine?"

"I haven't really come to terms with it yet. There's some issues. I'm pretty sure I'm actually in love with her. But... she's a woman, AND my sister. How do I deal with those? Plus, how can I be in love with two people at once?

"I know it's not unheard of for women to fall for each other. I just never thought of myself as that type. I think I can get used to it, though. It's a different love than what I feel for you. You are the other half of my soul. You make me complete. I just have this warm fuzzy love for her.

"The sister thing really gets me. We warned Bob and her about becoming involved, and here I am, considering involvement with her myself. Is there something wrong with me? With her?

"I can't understand how I can be in love with two people at the same time. I guess it can and from this, it does happen. How about you?"

Carol was being very realistic. Her concerns were similar to mine, but with that added personal touch of sister-on-sister.

"I had a chat with Bob today. He's noticed, as have the rest, apparently, that our relationship with Riekie has evolved to another level. He asked about it. Talking to him helped me sort it out a bit more. He's glad for us. He said it helped him deal with his own thoughts about her, and is more able to get a handle on them. He wondered why I was so confused. From a guy's perspective, I've got the world by the ass with a downhill pull. Two beautiful, sexy women all to myself! It's a real ego boost, but aside from making every other guy around green with envy, what of it?"

"Sounds like one lucky man, to me, Lover. Even from a girl's view."

"Yeah, but... how can I be in love with two women simultaneously? Is it fair to you? You used my own words a few minutes ago. You are the other half of my soul. You make me complete. How can I fit Riekie into that? How can I be fair to her? More importantly, how can I be fair to you? I like the feelings we three now share, but sometimes I feel like I'm cheating on you right in front of you. That is my main worry.

"The incest issue between you two is a non-starter with me. There is no chance you could make a baby together, so you instantly avoid that social taboo. That was our concern for her and Bob. For Riekie, I think it was just overcharged hormones, anyway. In Bob's case, it's a combination of overcharged hormones and a desire to have a woman to love — basically envy of our relationship. They both realized the peril in that, and stepped back. You've already been intimate with her.

"I've read quite a bit in Dad's books about this. It's VERY common between sisters. Sisters are often bonded very closely. The rest of the world doesn't realize how close, because incest is generally considered a male-female thing. For girls, I think it has a lot to do with exploring their sexuality as they grow up. They often share a room, even a bed. The opportunity is just here to explore and try things on. Some, like yourselves, fall in love. Because the public expression of that love, kissing and hugging between women, is socially acceptable, nothing is said, if even suspected. More intimate kissing just tells the world how close some sisters are, and it's left at that.

"The sisters involved with each other get married and have kids. It doesn't take anything away from what they feel for each other. They have normal relationships with their men, but behind closed doors, they can continue their private love affair. In many cases, their husbands know, even encourage it. It's a common male fantasy to watch two girls do each other, sisters or not. Quite a number actually engage in menage-a-trois like we're considering. That, by the way, also deals with the girl-on-girl thing you're concerned about. It doesn't make them raging Lesbians. Their intimacy grew out of growing up together.

"That is probably the seed of what is happening to you and Riekie. You two would probably have fallen in love any way. Our love for each other may have been something of a catalyst, making it happen sooner."

"Jeez, David! That makes so much sense! When you put it like that, you just lifted a huge weight off me! I feel FREE! Oh I love you so much!"

She threw her arms around me and gave me one of her patented tongue-suck cock-wrenching kisses. As we gazed into each other's eyes after that kiss, I had something of a revelation.

"I love you, too, Sweetheart. The main questions we have to resolve now are: how do we deal with being in love with two people at the same time, and how do we fit Riekie in? I have some ideas."

"I think I know where you're going. Speak, Husband Mine. Let's see if our two minds really do think alike."

"Darling, like I said. You and Riekie probably would have fallen for each other anyway. My arrival on the scene complicated things for you, but as it's so common, you would have learned to deal with it, and kept the two loves separate. The real complication is what she feels for me, and what I have started to feel for her. Is it possible that Riekie has become an anchor, a reference point, for our own love? She's been involved in our relationship since our first date at some level or other. Is it possible that at some level we actually need her? Has our love overflowed and sucked her in? I'm beginning to think that that Power I mentioned to you some time ago has a purpose for the three of us. I don't think we have to worry anymore about loving two people at once. Riekie does, and she's very obviously come to terms with it. She is committed unreservedly to both of us. Do we not owe her the same?"

"I knew it! You used almost the same words I was thinking. This two-minds-alike thing with us is starting to get spooky. So, what do we do now? How do we include her?"

"We already have, mostly. We just have to tell her the conclusions we've arrived at. We also have to be honest with her about our own feelings. And with each other. That brings me to an issue we've hinted at, but not discussed. The answer to that will determine what we tell her. How do you feel about Riekie's feeling s for me? Even more importantly, how I feel about her? To be honest with me, you must first be honest with yourself. The answers you arrive at to these questions will determine where we go from here."