This chapter is the last part of a four-part story. In part 1, Miriam and Morgan, sisters, become lovers. In part 2, Daddy joins in on the fun. In part 3, we see Mom's reaction to her daughters' confession that they are sleeping with her husband.
To better understand this chapter, I would recommend going back and reading the earlier chapters. Please comment and let me know what you think. I hope you enjoy the story!
Dear Mommy,
The day you were away on your trip was one of the longest of my life. Miriam, Dad, and I were sitting on pins and needles, awaiting your response to dad's confession. The house was filled with anxious energy as we all tried to keep busy awaiting your response to Daddy's letter. To be frank, not knowing how you would react was driving me nuts. It is not hyperbole to say that your reaction to Dad's letter would change our lives.
Miriam must have seen how stressed I was and suggested we lay by the pool, "Why don't we go lay out and work on our tans? Maybe it will distract us," she said earnestly as if anything could possibly take our minds off of telling you that we were sleeping with your husband.
"I don't really think that will work," I pushed back. Miriam would have none of it, though. "Oh, stop it. We will find out when we find out. In the meantime, we should at least make sure we are as tan as possible for when Mom gets home. Besides, don't you want to see me in my new bikini," Miriam retorted as she shook her chest at me.
"It is hard to resist such an offer," I said as I pulled her in for a kiss. "Let's go change, and I will meet you outside."
I got to the lounge chairs first and set up the towels for us. When I heard the door slide open, I looked up and quickly lost my breath. Miriam was wearing a completely sheer white bikini that left absolutely nothing to the imagination.
"I thought this might help get your mind off of Mom," Miriam said with a dirty grin.
Mom, I have to tell you she was right. I was shocked at how sexy my younger sister looked. I wanted her so badly at that moment. I walked over to her, grabbed her bare ass, and pulled her in for the deepest kiss I had given her in years. We kissed passionately as our hands roamed over each other's barely covered bodies. At that point, I didn't care about my pleasure. All I wanted was to make Miriam scream out in joy. I dropped to my knees, pulled her bikini to the side, and slowly began licking up and down her vulva. Her bald pussy shined in a mix of juices and sweat as I continued to kiss the length of her snatch.
"Oh, Morgan!" Miriam yelped as I started to circle her clit with the flat of my tongue. I felt her grab my head and press my face to her crotch. This was a clear sign that I was on the right track and shouldn't stop. I kept the pressure and movements of my tongue the same as I grabbed Miriam's ass to pull her closer to me. A cascade of pussy juice dripped down my chin. Before I knew it, Miriam began to shake in my arms and then collapsed into my lap.
Miriam sat in my lap, exhausted and satisfied. I lifted her head, wiped the sweat from her brow, pushed her hair out of her face, and gently kissed her on her lips. I looked at my sister and was reminded of why I fell deeply in love with her.
"I love you, Miriam. No matter what happens, I want you to remember that I will always be yours," I said to her in a moment of complete vulnerability.
Dad soon came out of the house to find us balled up on the floor, holding each other tightly. "I guess I walked in on something, huh?" Dad asked us, afraid his presence would mess up our moment.
"It's okay, Daddy. I was just telling Miriam that everything is going to be alright," I responded. " Why don't you come layout with us? It will be nice having you around."
"Morgan, just make sure you keep your hands to yourself. We don't want to tire Dad out before Mom gets home," Miriam joked.
As the three of us lay by the pool chatting, the conversation quickly turned to our confession to you.
"You know, telling you about our relationship was much easier than this, " I said to Dad with a sense of bewilderment.
"At that point, Miriam and I had been together for six years. We knew we were in love and that no matter what happened with you, we would always have each other," I continued as I took Miriam's hand in mine.
"Besides, we knew you couldn't keep your dirty eyes off us! You would practically spy on us in our tiny bikinis," Miriam teased as she winked at Dad.
"Dad, did you know that Morgan and I would dare each other to see who could get the bigger rise out of you? The look on your face when we would come out in our bikinis was priceless," Miriam continued to tell Dad as his eyes widened.
"You mean all the times I rebuked you for wearing such revealing clothes, and you knew what you were doing the whole time?" Dad said, astonished.
"Well yeah, Daddy! It was clear that you lusted after us. The look in your eyes was such a turn-on," Miriam explained. "It is that same look you have in your eyes now."
Dad blushed as he realized he was staring at Miriam's sheer bikini bottom. "Morgan, when did it all change for you? It is one thing to tease me, but when did you know you wanted me?" Dad asked, trying to understand how we all got to this place. Dad sat at rapt attention as I began to tell over the story of that moment in extraordinary detail.
"Oh, I remember that moment as if it was yesterday. It was about three years ago. It was a hot, humid summer day, so Miriam and I decided to come over to use the pool. I woke up feeling super frisky and very horny that morning, but Miriam rebuffed every attempt I made to make love that morning," I recalled.
Miriam was having none of it, though. "Come on, Mir! We will be super quick," I remembered begging.
