[Author's note: This is part 3 of a series about a woman in a sexless marriage moving in and having sex with her sister and her sister's daughter. The story was suggested by a reader. Enjoy!]
Something was different when I got home. Home is at my Aunt Sammie's house. Mom and I had just moved there. After conceiving me, my mom and dad had lived in a sexless marriage for 18 years. After I became an adult, it was time for a change -- a divorce and a new address. Thank goodness Sammie took us in.
I'd just gotten home from the most incredible experience of my life. We'd been at Aunt Sammie's for only a few days before meeting Jenny and Kristina -- two of Sammie's lovers. Jenny had invited me to a party which turned out to be a lesbian orgy. We left it in favor of going to Jenny's place where the two seduced me into a lesbian threesome -- my first experience sexually with a woman.
It was very late, so I was trying to be quiet as I came through the front door. There were lights on in the living room, and as I peered in, I saw something that shocked me. Mom and Aunt Sammie had their hands up, palms facing, with their fingers interlaced. It was such an intimate thing to do, even for sisters. Then they kissed, gently, on the lips. I about fainted!
I decided to sneak down the hall and into my room. My mind was still reeling from my first sexual experience -- but now to add this? After a while, I fell into a troubled sleep.
I woke up early -- a byproduct of jet lag. I went out on Sammie's deck with a hot cup of coffee. I figured I'd have some time alone. I was wrong.
The sliding glass door opened and I turned to see Sammie coming out, carrying a mug and a plate of croissants.
"I guess neither of us slept very much," Sammie said. "Mind if I sit?"
"Of course," I said. "I'm still pretty tired but I just couldn't sleep anymore."
"Here," Sammie said, offering me a pastry. "This should help."
I took a bite. "Wow, this is really good."
"My own recipe, actually," Sammie said after taking a bite and then a sip of her coffee.
She paused for a moment, looking out over the green hillside in the morning light. "How'd last night go?"
I looked over at her, and she smiled. "Sammie, it was one of the most incredible things I've ever experienced. Did you know they were going to seduce me?"
Sammie smiled even broader. "I may have. I wasn't totally sure how'd you react, but Jenny and Kristina are such wonderful people that I figured you were in good hands -- or mouths."
We both laughed.
"Sex with a woman is," I started, "I don't know ... so tender and sensuous. So delightful. Honestly, I came so many times I lost count!"
"Ooh, sounds wonderful. Yeah, both women have brought me over the top many times. I'm happy to share them with you!"
It was my turn to pause.
"Speaking of sharing, I, um, wanted to ask you something."
"Shoot," Sammie said, picking up her mug and blowing across the surface of the dark liquid.
"It's kind of personal so feel free to tell me to bug off."
"Now I'm intrigued," Sammie said, setting the mug down.
"You guys didn't see me come in last night, but I saw you -- in the living room. I'm sure I just imagined it, but it seemed like you were being awfully intimate with your touch."
"Oh," Sammie said, a faraway look in her eyes. "The fingers, and the kiss. Yes, I thought I saw some movement out of the corner of my eye. That was you."
"It was. So ... what were you guys doing?"
Sammie looked down, then placed her hand on my bare thigh. "What I'm about to tell you has got to stay strictly in this house, okay? Some people might get the wrong idea."
"Of course," I said, now extremely curious.
"I kind of blame Jenny and Kristina. Your mom saw me together with them."
"Together, as in having sex with them?"
"Uh huh," Sammie answered.
"Wow!"
"I have this habit of leaving my door open. Anyway, yes, she saw us on two different nights. She says it awakened something in her ... something that had been dormant for many years."
"Sexual arousal," I said. "We've talked a lot about it over the years."
"Mm hmm," Sammie said. "She told me that she couldn't stop thinking about it."
"Jenny and Kristina?"
"No. Me. She couldn't stop thinking about me. She even dreamed that I was making love to her -- my sister."
I raised my eyebrows in surprise. Some things started to click together.
"And ... what I saw last night ... did something happen between you two?"
Sammie paused, then nodded.
"Woah! You mean, you and her ... you two ... you made love to my mom?"
"I know it's strange, maybe taboo even, but what we felt for each other was real ... is real. Your mom said that being in the safety of family helped her express herself sexually again."
I just stared. I couldn't believe my ears.
"Say something, Angela. Do you hate me?"
"No, of course, not," I said. "It's just a lot to take in. I, um, I'm going to go now and do some thinking. Don't worry, I won't say anything."
"Thank you, Angela. I'm sorry if this hurt you. I didn't see it coming if that means anything. It happened quite naturally -- and it was beautiful for both of us."
I got up and left the deck, walking like a zombie down the hall to my room. Why was I so shocked? Because my mom had slept with her own sister? Because my mom had gone 18 years without sex and now just does it? Did I feel betrayed? Or ... left out?
I grabbed some food before anyone else was up and spent the day alone. I took a walk along the creek and sat on a rock, listening to the water rushing over the rocks and the birds singing up in the trees. It was very relaxing and helped me clear my head. At least I wasn't as bothered. I got to wondering how it had happened -- and what they did together. As I imagined Sammie taking off her clothes, I found myself getting aroused. I snapped myself out of it and headed back to the house.
When I climbed up onto the deck, I noticed Jenny and Sammie were sitting at a table, drinking wine and munching on something.
"Hey Angela!" Jenny said brightly -- getting up.
My spirits brightened to match Jenny's enthusiasm. "Jenny!"
She came over and hugged me, then planted a kiss on my lips, right in front of Sammie. It felt wonderful to have her warm soft lips on mine again.
"I had such a wonderful time last night," Jenny said, offering me a seat.
Sammie went inside to grab me a glass.
"Me too!" I said. "You and Kristina were so gentle and so inviting that I couldn't say no to making love with you!"