This is the same story as 'Brother and Sister Share a Bathroom' but this time it's from Jill's perspective. I thought it would be interesting to share her thoughts on what happened.
It can be read on its own as an independent story. There is no need to read the original but you may find this one more interesting if you do.
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I am Jill and my brother is Jack. Please no jokes, I have heard them all before. My mother chose them even though we sound like a nursery rhyme. She said that both were nice names and that actually it was Jill and Jack since I was born first. I find it amusing but it irritates Jack. He hates it when we are together and are introduced to new people.
I am twenty-nine years old and Jack is twenty-two. He lives at home but I have my own place. I was sharing with a long-time boyfriend until a few months ago. Jack quizzed me about why we had split up. I just said "'He was fucking my best friends." I thought that would satisfy him but he wanted to know if I had meant more than one. I said "Julie and Anne." That ended the conversation. There was probably Wendy as well but I wasn't in the mood to give any more details.
His behaviour really surprised me. They say self-praise is no praise but I do think I am attractive. I am five feet six inches tall with long black hair that frames big brown eyes, a button nose and full lips. My figure is curvy with a bust of 42DD. I thought we had a good relationship, especially in bed, so I cannot understand why he was fooling around.
We have always got on well together so when I found out that Jack was going to attend a training course near to me I was more than happy for him to stay at my place.
He checked with the company he works for and they readily agreed. They would even give him a weekly allowance that he could pay to me as rent. It was a reasonable amount but a lot less than the hotel rate. The course was six weeks so it was going to be a big saving for the company. It was an arrangement that suited everybody.
On the day before Jack was coming I gave his room a good clean. I wanted it to be perfect for when he arrived. When I spoke to him earlier in the week he reckoned it would take him four hours. It's a two hundred mile journey, but most of it is motorway so it's doable in that time if the traffic is OK.
He arrived in just under five. I was getting a bit anxious so was relieved when I heard the sound of his car pulling into the drive. I got to the door just as he was getting out. I gave him a wave then rushed over to him, giving him the biggest hug I could manage.
"It's so good to see you. I was getting worried."
"Hi sis, I am glad to see you as well. That last hour was a nightmare."
I released him and he stepped back. He looked a bit uncomfortable. I guess I had overdone the hug.
"Let me look at you." I gave him the once over. "So my handsome brother any girlfriends? Come on tell me."
He gave a shy grin and just said "No."
"They don't know what they are missing. If you were not my brother I would date you." I then added "I forgot, after what that bastard did to me I never want to go near another man ever again." My words were harsh but I was a smiling. That put Jack at ease so he smiled as well.
"Sis are we going to stand out here all night?"
"You can if you want but it's too cold for me. Let's unpack. Put everything in the hallway and we can take it up to your room later."
It didn't take long. I was surprised how little Jack had brought, two suitcases and a few carrier bags. If I was going away for six weeks I dread to think how much stuff I would be arriving with. I would need a suitcase just for my shoes.
"Do you want to see your room?" I started up the stairs before he could reply. He quickly followed.
"Do you like it?" I was hoping he would. It wasn't as big as his bedroom at home but it had everything he would need, single bed, table and chair, wardrobe and television. Also some shelves for his books.
"Do you?"
"Thanks sis it's perfect."
I beamed. "I am glad you like it. Let me explain about the bathroom." He looked puzzled? I saw the look on his face and said "Let me show you." I walked towards the door at the other side of the bedroom and Jack followed. I opened it and said "This is your bathroom and mine as well." I pointed to another door opposite to where we were standing. "That opens into my bedroom. We have to share."
"I thought you had another bathroom?"
"No. David and I. Sorry that bastard and I were planning to convert the small box room but we never did."
"We can manage with just the one but we need to be careful."
"What do you mean?"
"When Julie stayed we kept trying to use the bathroom at the same time. It was embarrassing. The worst was when I was on the toilet and she rushed in needing it as well."
"The same Julie that."
I cut him off with a firm "YES, that Julie." I also gave him a look that said don't mention her name again. "By the end of her stay we had a system. Knock before entering and wait."
"Why don't we just lock both doors?"
"There are no locks. Yes I know we should have them but we never got round to putting them on. Not many people have stayed with us."
"Sis I guess we should be OK. Just don't spend ages in there like you did at home."
I then remembered what this type of bathroom is called.
Smiling I said "Do you know what they call this sort of bathroom?"
"A pain in the arse?"
"Very funny."
"I have no idea. Go on tell me."
Grinning I said "A Jack and Jill bathroom."