Angela stood outside the bar, nervously tapping her foot. She was waiting for her brothers, Tim and Kyle; they were supposed to meet her for drinks, but they were running late. Angela was excited but nervous. It had been a few years since she had last seen her brothers. After they had graduated college they had moved away, and she had not seen them much. They would come home sometimes during the summer, but she had spent the last few summers traveling with friends or as a camp counselor. During the holidays they would video chat with her, but they would not come home, busy as they were. She found herself idly wondering what they would think of her now. This would be their first in-person meeting in too long a time.
When she was a teenager, she had harbored a crush on them. That bit of info had stayed secret, because they were her brothers even if she was adopted. They had been raised together, and were very close.
But you're not biologically related.
Angela sighed. Many times, when she needed a fantasy to get her through the night, she would think about the two of them. It had started popping into her head at some point, igniting by the crush and augmenting it as well. The fantasy would often pop unbidden into her head. Other times, she would summon it from her imagination intentionally. Either way, she always felt guilty afterwards. There would be two voices in her head, one telling her to calm down.
It's just a dream. And they're not biologically related to you, so it's all good.
The other voice would answer quickly.
They're basically your brothers. It's incest even if you're not actually related.
Angela could never decide on which voice she felt was correct. The fantasy was always very hot, so she would often return to it. After the two of them moved away, her crush had receded and the fantasy had stopped being a go-to. But when she had moved to the same city as them, just a few weeks ago, the fantasy had quickly popped back into her mind.
It had been the twins who had gotten in touch with her. She had been meaning to, but they had beaten her to it. The three of them had taken some time to coordinate, to pick a day and time that suited each one. Her brothers were busy, and she had also been busy settling in to her new home and her new job. But today they were meeting up.
Angela had taken quite a long time to get dressed. She wanted to appear mature and attractive, but not overly so. She had eventually chosen a sleeveless purple blouse, cut just low enough to show off some cleavage. That was paired with a short black skirt; it showed off her legs, which led down to her favorite pair of boots. Underneath, was matching underwear, black bra and panties. The pair was not lacy or skimpy, since she knew the fantasy was just that.
"Hey," she heard behind her. The twins were grinning at her, both dressed in a polo shirt and jeans combo. They hugged her, Angela surprising herself at how eagerly she pressed into the physical contact.
The three of them headed in and secured a table. Tim went off for drinks, leaving Kyle with Angela.
"So how's my baby sister doing?"
She did her best to not cringe. Here she had dressed up, had put maybe too much effort into looking good, and she was still just 'baby sister'. It would have made her feel guiltier about her fantasy, but when Tim came back, and they started to drink and chat, she noticed both of them glancing at her cleavage from time to time. She pretended not to notice it, but was pleased with how they checked her out.
You may be their baby sister, but you're still an attractive woman.
"I need to use the bathroom," she said at one point, leaving the two of them for the moment.
God I hope they talk about me when I'm in the bathroom.
"Damn, she grew up," Kyle said.
Tim nodded, swigging his beer. "Our baby sister is hot as fuck, man."
"You know what's weird, though? Like, her outfit? Not sure it's appropriate for a meet-up with your brothers."
Tim shrugged. "I don't care. She's got nice tits and great legs. I won't complain if she shows them off."
"Dude, she's our sister."
"She's adopted. Are you telling me you wouldn't hit that if you had the chance?"
Kyle hesitated. Sure, she was their sister, but she was adopted. They had grown up together, but now things had changed. They had not seen Angela in a while, and here she was, a mature and sexy young woman.
"Yeah," he admitted, "but there's no way we have a chance."
Tim shrugged again. "Eh, you never know."
"So you think she might want us?"
"Who knows? Like you said, is that something you wear to meet your brothers? Maybe she picked it out. Wanted to have us take a look or something, I don't know.
"Maybe."
Angela came back, ending their conversation. The three of them kept drinking, Kyle and Tim occasionally sneaking glances at her chest. She did not seem to notice.
"You know," Tim said at one point, "there's a great club down the block. We should head over, dance a bit, you know, get loose."
Kyle watched Angela, who after three drinks was a bit tipsy. It seemed like an appropriate idea, nothing untoward in dancing with one's brothers. "Sure," she said, finishing her drink and standing. They left, heading down to the club that Tim had mentioned. It was already packed, so the three of them headed to the club bar, starting off their time there with shots.
They headed to the dance floor, where Kyle quickly found a girl and began to dance with her. Thoughts of his sister were banished from his mind as this attractive girl grinded on him.
After some time, he headed to the bathroom. On his way back, hoping to dance more with the attractive girl, he came upon Tim dancing with Angela. The two of them were making out to boot, her dark skin a marked juxtaposition with his paler tone.
If he gets some of that, I'm getting in on it too.
"Mind if I cut in?" Kyle asked.
They broke off, Angela looking guilty, but Tim grinned and stepped aside. Kyle stepped up, Angela now smiling bashfully. They began to dance, and after a few moments Angela leaned back into him. Her head tilted up, and his lips came down to kiss her. He could not help but wonder what Tim had said or done to induce this reaction, but he quickly pushed the thought aside, wanting to focus on her warmth in his arms and her mouth on his. They danced for a while, swaying to the music, lips locked. He lost track of time.
"Hey," they heard after a while, and Kyle looked over to see Tim. "You guys wanna get out of here?"
Kyle glanced at Angela, who again looked guilty. "Back to our place?" Kyle asked her, and she hesitated before nodding.
They hailed a cab and were at the twins' apartment in about fifteen minutes.
