Please read "Things That Go Bzzzz In The Night" first, this is chapter 2.
I woke up and instead of lazily coming to, I awoke fast, heart pounding, remembering last nights events. My eyes were open wide, I thought for sure the wrath of my sis and bro in law would come crashing down on me. After five minutes of thinking a hundred different thoughts, I realized I was as hard as a rock. God, I can still smell her. Never in my life, even when I was a teenager, had I ever seen tits that jaw droppingly suckable. They are perfect, maybe heavy b- cup, but those nipples! I can't describe them in words, but pink and round and puffy as can be. Hard little pencil erasers in the middle just saying "I belong in your mouth". When she had that purple vibrator inside of her, even though it was a small one, it took all of her pussy. Rita's pussy was small, almost tiny, I could have covered the whole thing with my mouth without even opening it halfway. She must wax, or whatever women do to themselves to look like hair was never there.
I smell bacon. Coming out of my dirty little thoughts, I remembered that Deanne was going to make a good breakfast when she heard Rita was helping today. Into the shower and dressed before one more look in the mirror. Shit, I'm nervous, going downstairs feels like a death march. Even though I realized how nothing would happen, if they had heard us it would have happened right then, I still was shaking.
"Hello!" said Deanne in her still somewhat tired morning voice. Rita was still eating and I sat down across from her. I poured a cup and sat back. It took 5 seconds for me to realize everything was fine, my fears for nothing. Rita was not looking up from her plate, half smiling and just trying to concentrate on breakfast. I saw a mountain of food come my way, my sister knew my appetite, and I smiled at Deanne.
"A full stomach will help with all I have planned for today. Thanks sis, for everything, you have no idea how much I appreciate all this!"
As I looked up at her, my eyes went straight to her partially open robe and I saw enough cleavage to stare. My sis has nice tits, and I immediately realized where Rita's had come from. Quick as lightning I thought about cumming on them and how it would look. My sperm dripping down off her chin and sliding between her .... Whoa, looking away fast to my plate I realized I had turned into one big pervert. Deanne hadn't noticed, all that was in a second, but my mind was feeling so ... so..raunchy. But I couldn't help but have a huge grin on my face. I almost laughed out loud when I remembered somehow the old saying, a legend in his own mind. I was thinking I was a pervert in my own mind. It was actually pretty funny to be thinking like that, dirty as can be, with thoughts that would make a five dollar whore blush, nobody the wiser. Rita still had not made eye contact, or even said a word, but her smile was still not gone. I realized right then, no matter how perverted, I wanted to see Deanne's bra size and styles, before I left her house I would do a little panty raid and see how sexy she dresses underneath. I was eating and thinking how weird today might be, the two of us alone all day, I didn't have a clue how Rita felt.
"What do you have to do today?" Deanna asked while stealing a piece of bacon from my plate.
"Nothing too hard, everything is getting finished ahead of schedule and my crew has been working beyond exceptional. It's almost ready, and now Rita and I can clean everything room by room. But all the heavy work is done, and I can move in before I repaint and re carpet the basement. Same with the dining room floor and wall."
"How long till you can move back in?"
"I hope to go back in the next day or two, when Rita and I get it cleaned up enough."
Rita got up and put her dish in the sink. She mumbled about being ready in 5 minutes and scooted up to her room. Deanne was staring at me as I finished eating and I looked her in the eye for a moment longer then normal. She had a weird look on her face and grabbed my arm above the elbow, stroking my triceps.
" It's been great having you here, I miss my little brother around the house." She cleared her throat, and shifted in her seat damn near exposing her whole right tit as one side of the robe fell away.
"It's great being in love with Tim and he is a good husband, but I always had men around the house. Dad and you, or my boyfriends before Tim. He's great, but its nice having a guy around who works in the trades and is as strong as you, you got a bunch of stuff done here that nobody else could do." Her hand had pretty much been molesting my arm and shoulder while she spoke.
"My pleasure, and you know you can just ask, I'll do anything you need." I purposely left that statement for interpretation.
We had never done anything remotely sexual before, but through the years there had been numerous times when electricity would pass between us. We were and still are close, we are the two youngest kids of five, and grew up together. But without ever saying it, through these electric moments, we both understood that each of us lusted for the other, true love but with a hint of "I'd fuck you like an animal and do dirty things to you I wouldn't do to anyone else. Raw, pent up down and dirty, break the bed frame kind of fuck if you weren't my sibling." Being close in age and close growing up, we knew everything about each other and our love was immense. We also silently lusted for each other, never breaking that taboo, although both masturbated thinking of each other since an early age. Neither of us knew that about the other, and how similar our fantasies were.
She stood and bent, her hair falling over my face and kissed the top of my forehead. Moving very slowly and a long kiss, I was looking right down the front of her robe and getting a great look at her nipples. I swear, Deanne is very modest, and around the males of the family especially. I was pleased, shocked, and excited. I also realized right away this was not an accident, she knew exactly what she was doing, and I was speechless. We just froze in that pose for a minute and sort of hugged, breaking away as Rita came down with a backpack, ready to go. Deanne gave me one more look, loving and warm, before seeing us out the door. Between Rita and Deanne, my head was spinning and I thought of Rod Serling, thinking this might be my own episode, and he'd step out and start talking to the camera any second.
"A man, life disrupted, in a relative's house. He thought things would get back to normal, but he didn't realize he had crossed a dimension, into a new sexually tense and perverse universe.....".
I came back to reality as I saw Rita hop into my truck, and realized that under her low riders she was wearing a pink thong. I'm floating, not knowing what today would bring, knowing I had to figure out how Rita really felt, but how do you approach this?
"Excuse me dear niece, but how do you feel about me running in your room last night while you were playing with your young little pussy, stroking my dick in front of you, and cumming in your mouth, face, and tits, before pulling the vibe out of you and licking your teenage juice off of it?"
Obviously no script available about how to go about this. But I did feel we would need to talk, I couldn't let that ruin a great relationship. Then Deanne's tits, which by the way I of course had seen barely covered from time to time growing up, but truly exposed for the first time two minutes ago, had my heart skipping beats. I'm in a dream, I thought.
Before I could even get out of the drive and think about what to say, Rita was pretty excited and asked in a little girl voice.
" Mommy doesn't know because I can't use the phone in my room after bed, but I called Jessica last night and she really is bored at home and wants to help us today, can she please, please, please!?"
