For two weeks, Amalthea was sneaking to Jack for a kiss.
Ianthe was hearing the smacking sounds whenever she'd leave them alone.
She started sneaking on them, watching them through the cracks of the doors, listening to their almost inaudible moans and whispers.
Ianthe noticed that they are kissing in safe positions, sitting next to each other, while they are doing it in the dining or living rooms.
But once she caught a glimpse of Amalthea sitting on Jack's lap, facing him when he was sitting on her bed in Amalthea's room.
For whatever reason, the door was not shut.
Ianthe stood there trying not to breathe, watching them.
Amalthea's skirt was pulled up.
- Jack, can I tell you something? - Amalthea asked.
- What is it? - Jack didn't know what to expect at this point.
- Do you think I am attractive? - Amalthea's whisper was hardly audible even for Jack.
- Gosh, yes. - Jack said letting out all air from his lungs.
- Would you consider me as a potential girlfriend if I wasn't your sis? - Her voice was shaking.
- Ami... - Jack took her face in his hands. - Only if you considered me as your boyfriend. My answer to your next question is yes. In spite of being related, I'd want to consider you as my girl and you to consider me as your boy.
- Oh, Jack! - Amalthea sounded like when the happy tears run down her face. - Kiss me.
She held Jack's hands trying to push them onto her buttocks.
- It's fine. - Amalthea said under her breath. - I want you to touch me.
- Oh, Ami. - Jack said. - If we go too far, there'll be no turning back.
- Why would I want to go back... - She answered as Jack's fingers dug into Amalthea's ass. -...if I could have a boyfriend like you?
Ianthe watched how Jack kissed her with unprecedented desire. She watched how they enjoyed touching each other. She watched Ami's hips start to rock. At first slowly, but soon she started speeding up. Amalthea's muffled moans filled her room.
Ianthe witnessed her daughter's orgasm.
She was hypnotised.
She didn't realise that her own hand was reaching to rub her jewel.
- Oh, Jaaaack. - Amalthea breathed heavily her brother's name as her orgasm wained down.
- Oh, Ami. - Jack said surprised. - You just... didn't you? Oh, I love you. - Jack said and kissed his sis.
- Ianthe might not like this. - Amalthea said. - But I do. I love you, Jack.
- I am worried about her. She works over twice longer as she did just a couple of weeks ago. - Jack said with a frown. - She is not spending any time with us. We should talk to her.
Ianthe covered her mouth and breathed through her orgasm.
Her focus was on her knees now.
The last thing she wanted was to collapse.
Ianthe tiptoed to her room trying not to make any sounds.
She started to think about it.
They were afraid of their mother's reaction.
Poor things were afraid she'll be angry with them.
Her little protector wanted to make sure she was fine.
Ianthe knew that the situation is poisoning the relationship she had with her kids.
She knew that she has to start the conversation to make them open up and discuss what their plans are.
Friday night seemed long overdue for Ianthe.
She went to the living room to relax after the long week at work and spotted that kids are cuddling on the sofa with weirdly twisted heads.
She realised very quickly that they are kissing.
Again.
She "accidentally" slammed the door making them both jump and sit a bit further away.
Ianthe knew that this is becoming an open secret, and before it inflicts any harm on their family they will need to talk it through.
- Guys. - Ianthe said softly, but firmly as she sat on the couch next to Jack. - We need to talk.
- About what? - Jack asked.
- About you two. - Ianthe said trying not to roll her eyes.
- What do you mean? - Amalthea asked with pure innocence in her voice.
- I know you are kissing. I know, you are sneaking behind my back to do this. - She said and the silence enveloped the room.
- I want her to feel safe and good. - Jack started. - I meant no harm, and we both agreed on the borders of what we do.
- I know you two are very mature about the things you do. That is why I am not freaking out. - Ianthe took their hands in hers. - You see, the law forbids you two from doing what you are doing. Even joking about this in public... If anyone told the police about that, we'd all undergo an investigation and get ourselves in trouble.
- But we are not in public. - Amalthea said.