Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Accidents Happen Ep4

I guess we both were a bit embarrassed at what had just happened and started getting dressed. We were both totally silent and looked like we had just run a 100km race. But there was no way to hide the glow of satisfaction on our faces. Donna got up off the floor, grabbed a towel and started wiping her face and body off. My eyes were glued to her, watching her transform from a wild sexual animal to a presentable host. She brushed her long beautiful hair and slipped her dress over her head. I was so stunned from the night events that it took me several seconds before I realized that she had not bother to put her bra or panties on. She headed for the door and turned to look at me. "Look, lets not let this mess things up for us, ok? It was an accident and will never happen again," the look on her face said she was torn between appreciating the great sex and her shame as the full extent of the situation settled on her. "Right, it never happened. We will never mention it again," I told her with my legs still shaking. Even as I said the words, I was not really sure I meant what I had just said. She closed the door behind her and went out to talk to her guests. I lay on the floor for 20 minutes before I managed to get up and get dressed.

The party was over about at about 3 am and I crashed on the couch. I woke the next morning and my head was spinning, still thinking about what happened. I could not believe it. I knew it was an accident but the feeling was so unreal. It was the best sex I had ever had in my life and it was with my sister.

"Stop it," I told myself over and over, "I can not think about having sex with my sister. It was wrong and it was an accident."

I heard my sister come into the room. She sat beside me and looked as hung over as I did. Her hair was all over the place and she had on a robe that was just barely tied. I was pretty sure she was naked under the robe but tried to push those thoughts away. Things had already gotten far enough out of hand.

life," she said in a low voice, "I know it was wrong and this will be the end of it, but you need to know that I have never felt anything like that before. To be honest with you, and myself, I want you to know that I am glad it happened. I have thought about

her confession. She had thought about

being honest with you," she

and put my hand on

totally honest with you I can't stop thinking about it even now," I

gave her a hug, hoping it would help reassure her that she wasn't alone with those feelings. Even as I held her I could not stop looking down her robe as it fell open. That same old rush started returning and had to force myself to stay under control. It took all the will-power I had to just hug her till she was not crying anymore. She kissed me on the cheek and went back to her room to change and

a hangover, so I grabbed some aspirin before I left. When my wife came home she wanted to know all about the party. I told her I got a little too drunk and still felt really ill. She laughed and told

a shake. That night we made love like we had not done in months. It was hot,

huh?" she laughed as we lay