I heard the door open, now standing in front of the window looking out into the yard, turning towards my sister as she spoke.
"So...how'd you enjoy the...show," she hesitated looking at me. I know by the expression on my face she could see something was troubling me. "What's wrong?" She then added.
"Nothing's wrong really. Just something I overheard Marsha say that made me think."
"You're having second thoughts about all this aren't you?" Lisa stated looking forlorn now, "I knew it...knew you would eventually. Should have never let things get this far," she then added nearly turning away. Already tears starting to form in her eyes.
"Please Lisa, don't leave. I just think we need to discuss this, that's all. What Marsha said made me realize, what we're doing...could hurt a lot of people, though mostly you."
"So you're not feeling guilty about any of this then, is that what you're telling me?"
"Guilty? No. Worried...for you, yes. I'm not going to deny that I haven't enjoyed this, enjoyed fooling around with you sis. But it's obvious, if Marsha's even the least bit suspicious, which I believe she is...what if word does get out? What then? What about the kids? What will they think? How will they react?"
Perhaps seeing me, now dressed in a pair of boxers again caused Lisa to reach up, belting and closing her robe. Now was not the time for thinking about her tits, though even her doing that made me think about them for a moment.
"For starters John, even if Marsha is suspicious, or eventually does learn the truth. She might be at the most a little jealous because we are...and you and she aren't. But even then, I know her well enough to know she wouldn't run around saying anything to anyone. But...let's suppose our kids eventually do find out we're having sex. For starters, Bree wouldn't have a problem with it. Trust me, I know. She was the one that actually came to me shortly after Kathy died and actually suggested the idea about you and I eventually moving in together."
"That doesn't mean she's ok with us having sex."
"Actually, it does. She told me that it was too bad we were in fact brother and sister, because she thought we actually made a good couple. But then she added to that, that even though we are...she wouldn't have a problem with that either. Her comment is what even got me thinking about it from time to time, fantasizing about it John, long before any of this. I don't mind telling you the number of times I've actually masturbated fantasizing about all this, and a hell of a lot more too!"
"But what about..."
"Mathew? Oh I know in the beginning it might bother him just a little. But you know Mathew as well as I do John. He's always looked up to you, almost more so than his own father. You took the time to teach him about cars, went to his high school games every chance you could get, especially when Jack wasn't always available. And you damn well know how close Mathew and I have always been John. Even more so than Bree and I were. Hell, he came to me whenever he had a question with regards to sex, but you know that, because I told you. And then later, when he was older, and talking to mom about such things was more embarrassing. Who'd he come to then John? Jack? No...you. He came to you. So will it bother him in the beginning? Maybe. But eventually in time, he'll come to accept it and see it for what it is. The only problem I see is maybe with Mark."
I had to agree with that, Mark would be the bigger problem. He was more like Kathy than he was me. His thinking and reasoning had been greatly affected by his mother's outlook on life, as well as the way she conducted herself in bringing him up. Something we hadn't always seen eye to eye on. "Yeah. Mark would be the bigger problem."
"Well, the rare times we even see him, we could during those visits refrain, back off...let him get used to the idea of the two of us just living together for economic sakes more than anything else. Then, when and if it's an appropriate time to discuss it, when he's more apt to listen to reason, then we tell him. Together. Like Mathew was with you, Mark was more so to me. His very favorite Aunt remember?"
"His only aunt," I laughed as the tension was in fact easing up a little.
"Yes, maybe so. But he always called me his most favorite 'pretty' aunt remember that? And remember how when he was younger, he was always crawling up into my lap, and inevitably his hands would be finding one way or another to brush against my breasts?" I did remember and laughed at that, Mark was more like me in that way, than anyone. He too had always been a breast man.
"Yeah, you're right about that too."
"Like I said John. I think even Mark would eventually come around. So, the only real question is then...what are we going to do about it? Continue on together and deal with the situations as they come up? Or put a halt to all this now before anything else happens? You know my feelings on it John, so now the final decision is yours to make. But I think I'm entitled to know what that is...don't you?"
I think my answer was forthcoming, as my prick had actually begun to stiffen once more. The thought of having the kind of life I'd actually dreamed of with a woman, though not necessarily my own sister, was standing right here in front of me. The image of her naked, the two of us finally together in bed, causing my arousal. I made no attempt to disguise that I was either, as my penis slowly began to emerge through the opening in my boxers. Lisa saw it of course, half smiling when she did.
"As tempted as I am right now to do something about that, I'm not going to. What I am going to do, is go take a shower and get cleaned up. After that, I'm going to fix us a nice dinner. We're going to sit down, enjoy it...and talk. And I mean really talk John, about everything. You're going to hear things, about me...about what I want, what I am no longer willing to just settle for any more. As much as I loved Jack, and he me...and as good as things were between us, there were still things even then that I denied myself. And I refuse to do that anymore. And you shouldn't either John. So we're going to talk about all that too. So take the time to think about that so we can discuss it. And then after that, we'll see where things stand." She turned in the doorway preparing to leave, turning back towards me briefly just before doing so. "Oh, and just so you know and are prepared to hear it John? I'm seriously not going to hold anything back. You're going to hear all about your decadent, twisted, horny little sister and all the very naughty fantasies and desires I've ever had. Particularly about you...us. So keep that in mind, and be prepared to be just as forthcoming as I will be." With that, Lisa left the room, leaving me standing there with another hard firm erection. It was going to be an interesting evening in deed.
