"Jules, hi! Waiting for a shower?"
I looked around to see my sister-in-law. I knew she came to this gym, but I'd never actually seen her there before. It was a Saturday morning, not my usual time for working out. "Oh, hi. I was, but there seems to be a long queue, and I don't like the communal ones. I think I'll just go home and shower there."
She nodded agreement. "Yeah, dunno why, just doesn't seem right."
I hesitated. "Want to come back to mine? Shower there and then grab a bite? Mark's away so we could have a nice girly lunch."
"Sure. Nat's tided up doing something all day. That would be nice." Nat is her husband and my little brother.
We drove our own cars back to my place, and went in. "Shower in the bathroom's playing up at the moment, " I said. "The one in the en suite is better anyway. If you use that first and I'll just get a few bits out of the freezer for lunch while you're there. Clean towels under the wash basin." She made polite attempts to suggest I should go first but I brushed them off.
Two women at home by themselves? Talk of a shower? I know what you're thinking and you're wrong. I found some bits for lunch, put a bottle of wine and some beers to chill quickly and did a rapid tidy up of the living room.
Turns out I was tidying the wrong room.
Annie appeared wearing a towel, smiling happily. Smirking almost. Odd.
"Finished! Love your shower." It was nice - we'd just had it done.
I went into the bedroom to take my turn, undressed, and nearly died of embarrassment. Hanging on the radiator - put there by myself that very morning - was what Annie had presumably been smirking about. It was my favourite strap-on harness and a very large black dildo; I'd washed it in the bathroom after giving Mark a good seeing to, and then left it there safely to dry. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Ah well. Annie was cool. Just suppose it had been my Mum ...
I showered, pondering whether to mention it or just pretend it hadn't happened. I was still unsure when I came out. It was a lovely sunny day, so I just slipped on a skirt and tee shirt, hair not done properly and no make up. I like not having men around sometimes.
Annie had dressed but was still smirking, which made my mind up.
"Sorry, didn't remember I'd left that out. Oops."
"That's OK. You guys had some fun last night then?"
"And this morning."
"Good God, really? So who's the big strap-on fan then - you or Mark?"
Are we really going to have this conversation? Looks like it.
"I suggested it. He was reluctant, but once he'd tried it he couldn't get enough."
"And were you as keen?"
"I adore fucking him. He's got a sexy arse as well."
"It looked pretty big?"
"Yeah, that one is. We started small, but just got carried away. I take it from your reaction that you've never tried it?"
"I've suggested it."
"And Nat said not?"
"Exactly"
"He doesn't know what he's missing."
I poured some wine and we moved outside to sit in the sun.
"Actually, Nat and I are having some difficulties, sex-wise."
"Really?" Nat is as attractive as Annie - which is very attractive. He'd had had a string of sexy girlfriends before settling down. I just somehow assumed that they would be doing fine.
"We have different views."
"Ah. Yes, Mark and I had a phase like that"
"You did. What happened?"
"Hey, I didn't mean to talk about me. You go on."
"No, I want to know. You've obviously solved it. What did you do?"
"Just between us? No pillow talk to Nat about his sister's slutty behaviour?"
"Is there slutty behaviour involved? Anyway, yes, no pillow talk."
"Well it seemed that whatever I wanted he didn't; whatever he wanted, I didn't. So we did a deal: we'd both try absolutely anything that the other really wanted. After trying it properly if we still didn't like it we'd move on. I mean we didn't try everything. It had to be something that we genuinely believed that the other would enjoy if they would only have a go. And one of mine was to fuck him with a strap-on."
"What else?"
"What did we try or what did we settle on?"
"Both?"
