Dented Ch 03

Another huge THANK YOU to Lovefreely1993 for helping me edit this and helping me figure out how to keep this chapter more in line with the others. Of course, all the characters in this story are fictional, do not intentionally represent any persons living or otherwise, etc. etc. No animals were harmed in the writing of this. All characters involved in sexual activities are 18+.

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"Well, fuck," I said, staring at my sister. She stood naked in the doorway, looking down the hallway towards the other end of the house. Maggie, our once tormentor and now best friend, had fled from our room after being caught spying on us.

"Yep," Jess said, tossing a pair of shorts my way then grabbing a t-shirt for herself. I put them on and followed her towards Maggie's room.

When we got to her room, we could hear the sobbing through the door.

"Maggie?" I called, knocking on the door.

"Go away!"

"Maggie, can we come in please?" Jess called back.

"Leave me alone!"

"Maggie? Honey? We really need to talk." Jess said sternly, "And we all know this really can't wait."

Maggie didn't respond, so Jess just shrugged and tried the door. Surprisingly, the knob turned and the door swung open.

Maggie sat on the bed, knees pulled up, head tucked between them. Jess calmly walked over to her bed and sat in front of her. I stood beside Jess and tried to look unconcerned. Truth was I was terrified, and my mind raced with the different possible outcomes, none of which were pleasant. Worst case, she'd tell the world and we'd have to lie and say that she was still trying to destroy the family through scandal. Even if we were believed, the stigma would hang over us forever. People would always look at us and wonder. Best case, she'd stay quiet but our friendship would forever be tense and tenuous, balanced precariously on the secret she would hold.

I wanted to throw up.

"Maggie." Jess started, reaching out to touch her knee. When she did, Maggie jerked back a bit, like she'd been shocked by Jess' touch.

"Maggie, we're not mad." Jess continued. It was true. We weren't mad. We were scared shitless. Well, I was anyway.

"Yeah, right," Maggie said sarcastically.

"What did you see?" I asked, my voice thicker than I had imagined.

"The two of you... having sex." Maggie sighed in resignation.

"Yes," Jess admitted.

Maggie looked up at Jess, surprised.

"We're not going to lie to you or try to make up some story." Jess took my hand. "We're in love."

"I know," she said, then started sobbing again.

"How long have you known?" I asked when she regained some composure.

"For a while now. Since the night we, you know, kissed."

"Ah. How?"

"Afterwards I couldn't sleep. I wanted... I needed to be with you. I thought you might've felt the same way, so I snuck up there. Wanted to surprise you. That's when I saw you two."

"Is that why you've been acting so different lately?" Jess asked.

"Yeah. I guess."

"You guess? There's more, isn't there?" Jess asked as if she knew the answer.

Maggie nodded. "I...I love him!" Maggie cried, looking over at me with tears in her eyes.

There it was. After that night when I'd given her a massage, I was pretty sure I knew what she was going to say before Jess interrupted us. Still, hearing it for the first time was a bit of surprise. Especially in this situation.

"I know," Jess said softly, leaning over and hugging her. Jess surprised me even more with that revelation. Maggie melted into her arms, sobs wracking her body. Jess held onto her for several minutes while Maggie slowly recovered.

"I'm sorry," Maggie said, sitting up and wiping her eyes. I handed her a tissue from a nearby box and she unapologetically blew her nose. "I thought you would be alone that night. I figured it was now or never. I was so shocked. Then I was angry, scared, then I was sad, but mainly I was just confused."

"Why didn't you say anything?" I asked.

"How the hell do you start that kind of conversation?" she chuckled dryly.

"But it wasn't a one-time thing, was it?" Jess asked.

"...No," she admitted, blushing.

"Okay, how could you know that?" I asked Jess, trying to figure out how she divined this.

"Because of that," Jess said, pointing at Maggie's ankle monitor.

"You tracked her movements?"

"Nope. Don't think I can do that. But what I can do is see pretty well in the dark. And that thing has a blinking light."

I looked at the monitor for a moment, and sure enough, a tiny green LED light flashed occasionally.

"That's a pretty small light," I noted.

"Yeah, but it really stands out in a dark room when your eyes are dark-adjusted. I saw the flash a couple of times and put two and two together."

"Oh, God." Maggie whimpered as she realized that Jess had known for a while now.

"I didn't know we had an audience," I said. Maggie nodded, not looking at either of us.

"We should have put on a better show." Jess joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Oh, it was a good show," Maggie said, then started crying again.

"Shhhh," Jess said, laying down beside her. "We're not mad at you, honey."

"Not at all," I said, laying on the other side, so Maggie was sandwiched between us.

"I find that a little hard to believe," she said, sounding very small.

"It's true," I said.

"Relax," Jess said, hugging her tightly. "We're not upset or mad."

Maggie lay between us and closed her eyes, I could tell she was trying to calm down while at the same time come to grips with everything that had happened.

We lay like that for a few minutes as her sniffles subsided. Soon, her breathing fell into the rhythmic pattern of sleep. I looked over, and Jess had fallen asleep as well. All this excitement must've worn them out. I shrugged mentally, then rested my head as best I could and let myself fall asleep along with them.

*****

I woke up the next morning and my arm was completely numb. Maggie was sprawled out me and my arm was trapped underneath her. One of her legs was draped over mine and her body was molded against me. Jess had apparently gotten up in the middle of the night and moved to my other side. She was curled up against me as well, her arm draped across my chest.

All in all, there are worse ways to wake up.

A stirring beside me drew my attention over to Maggie. She was awake and looking up at me.

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

"What for?" I whispered back.

"For watching you two as much as I did. I shouldn't have."

"So why did you?"

"I dunno. I would tell myself every night I wouldn't go, then every night I'd find myself watching."

"We should have made sure the door was fully closed I guess."

"Yeah." she nodded slightly as a blush rose across her face. "But I'm glad you didn't."

"Oh? Why's that?" I teased.

She didn't answer that. Instead, she blushed even more and looked away.

"Not saying anything? Does that mean you...? You know?"

"Hush. A single girl has needs." We both laughed a little as she shook her head in embarrassment.

"Every time?" I asked, my arousal growing at the image of her masturbating to Jess and me.

"Every. Time." she breathed into my ear.

Maggie's leg rose up mine until her thigh brushed against my erection. We both inhaled sharply as her leg pressed into it, and she swallowed hard as she looked at me.

"I meant what I said last night, Jace. I love you. I have for a long time. I know you don't feel the same way, but I had to say it."

"Oh, Maggie," I said, moving a stray hair away from her face. I looked at her, feeling emotions I knew I shouldn't for her, emotions that conflicted with how I felt for Jess. Emotions I couldn't deny. "I wouldn't be so sure about that."

Without any prompting, she leaned in and kissed me. This time, I kissed her back immediately. Her tongue slid around my lips as she pressed against me, squishing her breasts against my side. After a minute, she broke the kiss and lay back beside me.

"I had to do that," she said.

"I know. I'm glad you did." I said.

"Me too," Jess said, making both of us jump. Maggie let out the breath she'd gasped, then slumped and buried her head against my side.

"God, kill me now," she mumbled.

"It's okay, Maggie," Jess said, reaching over and rubbing her shoulder.

"No, it's not," she said, lifting her head. "He's yours but for some reason, I can't control myself."

"Listen," Jess said as she stood up and stretched. "Why don't we all get cleaned up? It's been a long night and I think we'd all feel better after some showers and clean clothes."

We both nodded in agreement. Maggie untangled herself from me, and blood rushed into my arm. Pins and needles!!

As I coaxed feeling back into my fingers, Jess and I left her bedroom and headed for ours. We showered separately, not wanting to aggravate the problem any more than it already was. We met Maggie in the kitchen. She had changed into a sweatshirt and jeans, and the sight took my breath away. She really was beautiful, and I immediately felt guilty for thinking it.

Sitting down at the table, we just stared at each other for a few moments.

"Okay." Jess began. "Spill. No holding back today, okay? This goes for all of us." We all nodded.

"So," Jess said gently to Maggie. "I know you love him. He has feelings for you as well."

"Jess-" I started to protest, but Jess shushed me.

"It's okay, baby." she kissed my cheek. "I've known for a while. As I've said before, I know what we have and what we do is unconventional, to say the least. I'm not jealous or upset."

"You're not?" I asked in disbelief.

"Not at all."

Jess took my hand and gave it a squeeze. She gave me a sweet smile, and I couldn't help but smile back. From the corner of my eye, I saw Maggie close her eyes and nod.

"I'm sorry, I can't do this. I'll call my parole officer Monday morning," she said defeatedly. "See if I can go back to Logan."

"The hell you will!" Jess and I both exclaimed.

"I have to!" she cried. "What choice do I have?! I'm in love with a man who is completely committed to his sister. And to top it all off, I'm literally shackled to their house and can't leave."

She looked at Jess.

"Jess." Maggie said, "There's no way I'm going to take him from you, and I can't... I won't ask him to choose me over you. And I can't stay here, because I know you two will try to be nice and stop the 'sexy-time' with each other. But it won't work and we'll just be right back here."

Maggie took a deep breath.

"Besides, I've seen your attacks and how he's the only one who can help. I've also seen how he cares for you. How he'd do anything for you. He will never leave you, and I will never ask him to."

She stood, tears starting to fall from her blue eyes.

"You've become a sister to me and I love you. I couldn't hurt you if I tried, and taking him away would be disastrous for you. You don't need to worry about anything. I won't say a word to anyone, but I can't stay here. If I do, I get to watch the only two people I have ever really cared about be together." She sighed then added. "Without me. And that will kill me."

Maggie turned to go, but I rushed to my feet and stopped her. I pulled her to me, and she buried her face into my chest, sobs wracking her body. I held her in my arms, comforting her as I could. Jess walked over and hugged us both from behind Maggie.

"Maggie," Jess whispered. "You're not going anywhere. This is your home."

Maggie lifted her head. "So what am I going to do?"

"Do you know why Jace and I make love?" Jess asked.

"You're in love and it feels good," she said defeatedly.

"Yes, that's part of it. Another part is that he kind of has to."

"I'm, sorry? What?" she asked, confused.

"The only reason my attacks haven't been more frequent and severe is because when he cums inside me, he stays with me. Inside me. It's like a part of me knows he's always with me in the most intimate way."

I started turning red at this point. We'd never discussed this with anyone else, and opening up like this, especially this graphically and almost scientifically, made us extremely vulnerable.

"So it's even more impossible for him to be with me," she said, now thoroughly defeated.

"No, it's not," Jess said, and Maggie turned her head to look at her. "I can't be his girlfriend. I can't take him out, show him off, do all the normal things that couples do. Same for him; he can't do that with me. He can do that with you, however."

"But what about you?"

"I know it's a lot to ask. I know I'm putting you in an impossible situation, but would you be willing to... you know... maybe... share him?"

I was about to protest this. After all, didn't I get a say in this matter?

"What, like alternate nights or something?" Maggie asked incredulously.

"Or a schedule." Jess nodded. "I'm flexible."

"Hey-" I started, but Maggie interrupted me.

"No." she said, turned around in between us and facing Jess.

Jess looked shocked and a little crestfallen. I could see her struggling internally, trying to think of a way to fix this. Her mouth moved but no words came out.

"Jess, I really appreciate that offer, but I don't want him part-time." her tears started again. "I don't think I could handle being in another room while knowing he's with you. I'm sorry."

Maggie pulled herself away and ran down the hall and into her room, shutting the door behind her. Jess started to go after her, but I held her back.

"I think I need to be the one to talk to her," I said.

"Yeah. Okay," she said understandingly.

"I'll be good, I promise," I said kissing her.

"Jace, I'm serious. I'm not mad. Hell, I'm the one kind of encouraging it."

"Which is just a little odd, I gotta admit."

"Well, I'm not saying that I wouldn't be a tad jealous."

"That's only because you like her boobs too." I teased back, earning me a smack on the arm.

"Maybe," she admitted, smirking. "Now go talk to her." she started walking to our bedroom. "I'll just busy myself thinking of you... and her... and those magnificent boobs."

I rolled my eyes then headed towards Maggie's room. I knocked once, waited a breath, then opened the door.

Maggie was coming out of her closet with several shirts. On the bed was a large canvas bag that she was starting to fill up with clothes.

"What are you doing?" I asked

"I told you, I can't stay. It's too much. It's all just too much."

I walked over and took the clothes from her. Looking defeated, she sat on the bed and looked up at me.

"What am I supposed to do, Jace?" she asked, fresh tears forming in her eyes. "Tell me, please."

I sat on the bed beside her, taking her hands in mine.

"You stay."

Maggie looked away, shaking her head.

"I don't know if I can. I love you, Jace. I have for a long time now."

"How long?"

"It's not like I can pinpoint the date or anything. It happened back when you two would come and visit me at Logan. I don't even remember half of what we talked about, but I do remember you. Even when you were sick or were busy, you made time to come visit me."

"Well, Jess was there too." I reminded her.

"Oh, I love her too." she said, "And honestly if it was just her I'm sure I'd've made a move on her already." she smiled wryly at me, "But you took my heart first."

"I didn't know you also had feelings for Jess," I asked surprised.

"Three years in a women's prison," she said matter of factly. "You learn a few things about yourself."

I chuckled at that, shaking my head. We were silent for a few moments. Maggie's grasp on my hand was tight as if she were afraid to let go.

"We don't want you to leave." I softly said eventually. "I don't want you to leave."

Maggie looked at me, imploring me to go on.

"Jess is right." I admitted quietly, "I do love you."

Without a word, Maggie leaned in and kissed me. I returned it, wrapping my arms around her as we fell back onto the bed. She fell mostly on top of me, repositioning herself to straddle me as we kissed.

I slid my hands along her back, pulling her against me. Her sweatshirt rode upwards, and my fingers started to caress her bare skin. I loved how smooth and soft she felt in my arms.

Maggie sat up, breaking the kiss briefly. In one swift motion, she pulled her sweatshirt up and off. Her breasts hung free, the pale white skin topped with barely tan nipples that stood erect. She reached down and pulled my shirt up. I helped and wiggled out of it as best I could.

She ran her hands up and down my chest, her fingers running through my chest hair. I reached up, cupping her breasts in my hands and feeling their weight. They were firm, but not hard in an artificial kind of way.

"Wow. You really do have some perfect boobs." I muttered as I slowly massaged them.

"You sound surprised." she smiled as I massaged her chest.

"Well, I've never really seen them. Jess did though. She mentioned it."

"She did?" Now it was Maggie's turn to be surprised.

"Mmhmm. More than once."

Maggie exhaled a shuddering breath.

"Was that from I'm doing or what I said?"

"Maybe a little of both," she said, leaning down to kiss me again.

Her chest pressed against mine, warm and soft. Maggie started grinding her hips against me, rubbing my confined cock against her. A cloud of lust began filling my mind. God, I wanted her right then. But now wasn't the time, and somehow I managed not to strip her right then and there.

Her hips sped up and she started grinding against me a little harder. Her movements became more erratic as I realized she was about to orgasm. I reached between us, squeezing her breasts and gently pinching her nipples.

That pushed her over the edge, and she went stiff on top of me. Her legs trembled slightly as she climaxed, moaning softly into my mouth. I held her close, bucking my hips against hers to help her along. She slid off of me and lay beside me, resting her head on my shoulder.

"Oh shit," she said embarrassedly. "I don't know what came over me. I'm sorry."

"It's okay." I said reassuringly, "It was amazing."

She kissed my cheek, then put her head back on my shoulder. "So what now?"

"I don't know," I admitted, then my raging hard dick said the next thing for me. "It's not like you'd be able to join us, anyhow."

The fantasy of being in a threesome is something most teenage guys have and never grow out of. I was about to apologize for that crude remark.

"Yeah, I don't think Jess would go for it." she sighed.

Wait, what did she just say? It took me a few heartbeats to process that.

"Well, I was mainly referring to you."

Maggie just shrugged. "I dunno," she said.

I immediately thought of the dirty talk Jess was giving me last night. A crazy idea started to form.

"Wait. Are you saying you'd be okay with it?"

"Maybe," she said, blushing fiercely. "Yeah, I guess I would be."

"But wouldn't that still be sharing?"

"Well, it'd be more than just sharing, wouldn't it?" Maggie said. "It would be more a part of. Included."

"You're serious, aren't you?"

She thought about it for a moment, seriously weighing her options.

"Yeah. I am. I love you, Jace. And if I can't have you all to myself then that would be the next best thing." she had a thoughtful look on her face. "Hell, it might even be better. I'd get both of you. But like you said, I don't think she'd go for it."

"I have an idea," I said, sitting up.

*****

I walked out of Maggie's room and into our bedroom room. Jess was sitting there, scrolling through her phone. She looked up at me, smiling as I sat beside her. Her eyes betrayed her smile; inside them, I could see the beginnings of a small storm. She wasn't sure how this was going to go and was afraid she was going to lose me.

"Well?" she asked anxiously.

"Well, she's not packing her things anymore," I said.