As their bodies stop shaking, I withdraw my fingers from their soggy pussies and wrap my arms around them, in a three-way embrace. Turning my head from one to the other, kissing their foreheads, I’m surprised to see Maggie standing just outside the bathroom door. Her face is flushed and she appears to be catching her breath. Through the lightly fogged glass of the shower door, I watch her pull her hand from her panties and zip up her shorts.
The girls’ heads are against my shoulders with their eyes closed, recovering from their orgasms. Maggie smiles and waves her fingers towards me, before teasingly sucking them into mouth. I smile back at her, as I slide my hands down the girl’s backs, squeezing their ass cheeks.
We finish showering and head to the bedroom to get dressed. I dress quickly, leaving Susan and Nicole digging through their overnight bags, as I go into the living room to meet Maggie. She welcomes me with a big hug and a juicy, wet kiss. The faint taste of her pussy juice on her tongue stirs my cock to life and I squeeze her ass cheeks, as she grinds her mound against the bulge.
“You are something else, Nick.” Maggie says. “Is that your sister?” She asks. “When did she get here?” Before I can answer, Susan emerges from the bedroom, her eyes darting between the two of us. I introduce her to Maggie and Susan blushes, realizing that everyone knows each other’s secrets.
Everyone is pretty subdued as we eat the cinnamon rolls. Nicole explains that she needs to go home and get ready to meet Bobby. She kisses me goodbye, waves to Susan tells her mom that her and Bobby will be home for dinner.
“Who’s Bobby?” Susan whispers, and I realize how confusing this all must seem to her.
“Nicole’s boyfriend.” I answer, clearly confusing my sister. “She knows about you.” I explain. “And I know about him.” I start thinking about how crazy it all sounds.
Maggie looks questioningly at me and I nod, reassuring her that I’ll let her use the transmitter. When Susan excuses herself to use the bathroom, I give Maggie the transmitter, cautioning her about only using it on Bobby. She assures me that’s all she’ll use it for and we agree I’ll pick it up when I come back in two weeks.
My sister and I drive back to the airport in the car Susan rented last night during her surprise visit. Neither of us says much until we’re in the terminal waiting for our flight to be called.
“I’m not sorry I came.” Susan says, wrapping her hands around my arm and snuggling next to me. “I was at first… when I saw Nicole in the bed, I freaked out.” She smiles. “But now I’m glad you got to have us together. I think it helped you to decide between us.” She says, brushing imaginary crumbs from my arm.
“What do you mean? Decide between you?” I ask, Susan. “I love you both, there isn’t any decision to be made.” I say, not sure I really believe what I’m saying.
“Maybe you don’t realize it.” She says. “But you chose me this morning. Nicole knows it, too. You could see it on her face.” She says, confidently. “When you didn’t cum inside her and waited to shoot inside me, that was a clear choice.” Susan explains. “You could have cum again, you know you could. You’ve done it before. You chose not to cum inside your girlfriend.” She says. I just stare at her, pondering her logic and wondering if she’s right. Was it a subconscious decision to choose Susan over Nicole?
“Shhhh!” She says, putting her finger to my lips as I start to respond to her. “Anyway, it doesn’t matter. I’m not jealous anymore.” She says, matter-of-factly, ending the discussion, just as our flight is called.
“Oh, I forgot to tell you.” Susan says, excitedly as we settle into our seats. “Ken told Sherrie that he’s going to talk to you about the threesome.” She whispers. “He asked Sherrie about her fantasy, just like you said he would and he was all for it, suggesting you as the other guy.” She leans back, looking at me expectantly.
“Well?” She says.
“Well what?” I ask.
“Are you going to do it?” She asks. “What are you going to tell Ken?” She asks.
“I told Sherrie I would.” I answer, uncertain why she’s asking me this. “Is there any reason I shouldn’t do it?” I ask her.
“No.” She says, quietly. “I guess not.” She says, leaning back in her seat.
“Hey.” I lean my face next to hers. “I thought you weren’t jealous anymore.” I smile.
“I’m not jealous of Nicole.” She corrects me. “Maybe I’m jealous of Sherrie.” She offers. “Maybe I want two cocks fucking me.” She says, playfully.
“Maybe I would be jealous, then.” I tell her, kissing her lips and pushing my tongue in her mouth. I was joking when I said it, but surprisingly, I really don’t like the idea of my sister being fucked by someone else. What’s with that? Talk about a double standard!
We kiss passionately for a while, and then I doze off, with my head on Susan’s shoulder. I have a vivid dream about Susan and I, living in a big house with kids and a dog…
“Hey.” Susan says, shaking me awake. “We’re landing.” She whispers, kissing me on the forehead. I sit up and fasten my seatbelt. What a weird dream! Where did that come from?
Both of our cars are at the airport, so we’re forced to drive separately back to the apartment. Before I get in my car, Susan tells me she has something for me and asks me to follow her to her car.
“I burned a song for you.” She says, handing me an unmarked CD. “Play it in the car on your way home.” She says, mysteriously. “I was listening to this song over and over yesterday, before I decided to come after you. It might explain things.” She laughs. “Or it might confuse things.” She adds, as she gets in her car.
I shrug and get in my car, putting the CD into the player, before putting the car in gear. I smile, recognizing the song immediately. “Girlfriend” by Avril Lavigne. The first verse gets right to the heart of the matter and I listen to Avril sing:
“Hey Hey You You I don’t like your girlfriend No Way No Way I think you need a new one Hey Hey You You I could be your girlfriend”
I picture Susan listening to this all day, getting worked up and calling the airlines, checking for flights. I smile, wondering what this means, when Avril’s voice breaks into my thoughts with another verse:
“You’re so delicious I think about you all the time You’re so addictive Don’t you know What I can do To make you feel alright?”
Fuck! My sister wants to be my girlfriend. I actually do know what she can do and it makes me feel more than all right. I wonder what Susan means? Does she mean exclusively, not fucking anyone else?
I smile when I hear the line about the “motherfucking princess” and then there she is, driving in the lane next to me, smiling and waving. She’s probably nervous, wondering what I think about the song and about her feelings towards me. I’m wondering the same thing, while considering all the implications this could have, when I realize my cock is rock hard. Maybe this is a sign that I shouldn’t over-think this. I smile back and give Susan a thumbs up about the CD. I wonder what she’d think if she knew about the dream I had on the plane?