This story is based on actual events.
I hope you enjoy it.
-rightone
By the time we realized something was there, it had taken us completely. Sometimes it happens that way, that you share something with someone before you even know what the thing is you're sharing. Maybe she would look at me before she realized she was, or let her hand rest on my leg and then surprised to find it there, move it away and laugh. We would start to catch ourselves smiling at each other from across the table. Eventually we caught on that it had to mean something... We wanted each other. Okay. Well, we didn't plan for this. But there was no denying it. So what to do? I felt that as long as we didn't say the words, we could go on this way in secret. I felt that at first. But there she was in my thoughts now, almost every day, and then definitely every day. And in places she shouldn't be. There's her name forming on my lips when my mind drifts at work, there I am scrolling through the phone and stopping on her name, even though I had someone else to call. Wanting her to be there when she wasn't. Something was going to have to intervene. If left to me, I would make a mess of it. Three years of truly blissful romance, my girlfriend, Katie and I had moved in together. We were compatiable. We were passionate. I loved her deeply. I thought of no one else. And now I was starting to fall in love with her sister.
Christy lived nearby. Sometimes I hoped she had lived further. Because as my thoughts of her increased, so did her presence in our apartment. The three of us did everything together. Smoking, drinking, eating, debating politics, movies, telling each other stories from our pasts. Speaking about our hopes for the future. Sharing our passions and our dreams. We spent long nights together talking over wine, crouched on the floor in the hallway, sharing thoughts, getting as close as we could in the ways that were allowable. We wanted to go further. But neither one of us dared to say it. Sometimes Christy would crash on the couch. On those nights, I used to get "thirsty" in the middle of the night. I would go to the fridge and drink some juice and while the refrigerator door was open, I would look at Christy as she slept. Sometimes, I would get lucky and she would have taken her shirt and bra off and the blanket would have slipped down around her waist. I couldn't imagine a more beautiful sight. It was getting very clear... I loved my girlfriend intensely, but I was starting to fall in love with her sister too. I feared she might like me enough to let me do something foolish. I really needed that intervention. And lucky for me, it came. But where it came from continues to surprise me, as does the person who provided it.
Near the end of fall, my girlfriend got a bag of mushrooms and, of course, her sister came over and do them with us.
The whole trip started out rather ordinary. Gentle hallucinations. Mild paranoia. Discussions about consciousness and the nature of the universe. Wii Tennis. But my girlfriend gets horny when she gets drunk or stoned and in the middle of a serve, she dropped her pants and the wii remote and the rest of her clothes follwed.
Christy and I laughed as she proceeded to dance around the room completely naked, taunting me by putting her breasts in my face and imploring us to take our clothes off too. I was overmatched and gave in pretty quickly. I was down to my boxers and gave a look to my girlfriend. She smiled wryly at me. She knew how kinky it was for me to take the next step and she was secure enough in our relationship to let me. I sensed just a tinge of erotic interest in seeing me displayed in front of her younger sister too. I looked at Christy to see if she was going to be okay seeing me fully naked.
She sat on the couch, one foot on the floor, the other tucked under her butt, upright, neck getting red from the tension. She lifted her eyes to meet mine and smiled innocently. Enough for me. I peeled my boxers to the floor and stepped out of them. Christy looked down at my penis, now rock hard and pointing in her direction. The room was silent for a moment. Then, Christy stood and took her shirt off, her bra, I flashed to her breasts in the light of the fridge, they looked even more beautiful now, bathed in the warm light of the livingroom. Her nipples were hard. She was stepping out of her pants, her underwear, her pussy trimmed short, her clit just visible, completely naked now, with me and her older sister, all of standing in the warm light, silent, I was never going to forget this moment.
Katie broke the silence by asking me to get more beer from the fridge.
The cool air from the fridge helped to calm me down some, I was flashing to how I'd stood there the other nights, as hard as I was now, for the same reason, my secret crush nearby, my loving girlfriend in the bed. I tried to tell myself there was no reason anything was going to get sexual. They were not those kind of sisters. That sort of stuff only exists in stories, in guy's fevered sex obsessed minds, minds like the one that occupied space in my skull, self-obsessed male delusions, I could write a book on them. Why couldn't this just be a simple way of spending the trip together? We were tripping after all. Did I forget I'm not the only one here? Aren't I at all concerned with what may be going on their heads? Aren't I at all aware that this might be a completely different experience for them than it is for me, standing here, getting cold from the beers in hand, the air on my legs and stomach, the cold tile floor. Let's just bring the girls some beer and try to act like you're not a complete asshole.
I shut the fridge door and turned around. They were gone.
