Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

It's Only Fair: EP33

The rest of the week went by in a blur. I think I went to classes? I'm not sure. I was legit giddy, barely able to eat or sleep. You'd think I was anticipating the arrival of Santa Claus, not my baby sis. Any worries I had about letting my secret love slip, they were washed away in a typhoon of adrenaline and hormones.

The night before she was due to arrive, I finally heard from my younger sister. My phone shook with a text.

Jenna: Sorry it's been awhile since I wrote you.

Me: No worries, I'm sure you're busy.

(That's me. Mr. Cool. I haven't been lying around for weeks pining for you, alternately crying out and cursing your name, no sir.)

Me: Looking forward to seeing you tomorrow.

Jenna: Me too. We need to talk.

And there they were. The four words I knew my sister would say. Amy told me this was part of the twins' turn-on - telling me no till they were screaming yes. As my older sister had explained it, the twins had no problem with sibling sex. But they had to be 'forced' into it. This wasn't an objection, it was foreplay.

Me: You want to call now?

Jenna: Nah. We can do it in person.

Me: Sure thing. Soon as I see you. Jenna: K. Thx.

I went to bed somehow even more excited than I was before. Jenna's text had quelled any of my remaining concerns about the nature of her visit. If my sister wanted to talk to me about not having sex, I was going to get laid for sure.

*

I woke up early the next morning, got dressed, and stood out front of my dorm. It was icy cold out, the ground still covered in brown snow from a month before. Yet, for the first time, I felt like I could see the early threads of spring threatening to rise beyond the horizon.

the wan winter sun reflected off his mostly-bald pate. Then, already panting from the exertion, Dad went back to the car and popped

Jenna's always-pinkish cheeks were apple red from the cold and her green eyes shown like beacons. I could tell my younger sister was trying to look serious, but her face broke into a wide smile soon as

crack? I was going to

a rollaway black suitcase behind him. He gave me the bag, then tried to hand me a couple of crisp hundred-dollar bills. I pushed his hand away - jeez,

already doing me a huge favor," Dad said, "Let me make sure I'm not putting you out even more." So now, not only was Dad unknowingly pimping out his daughter, he was paying me for the privilege. I did feel bad about that. Sort of. "If Jenna gives you any trouble, I'll come get her right away," Dad said, "Seriously, don't worry about it a bit." I don't know what he expected. This was a petite, shy 18-year-old girl. But my father kept acting like

As soon as he was gone, Jenna

I swear I felt a tear well up in my eye.

"We can

really

She understood the

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asked as we

me in the eye as she said it. Dammit. I'd told myself I'd be able to keep things under control. That when Jenna was here, I would keep my feelings from fucking things up. Now that I could see her pretty face, hold her

feelings that you

said and

most of the class shooting glances at my sister rather than listening to the lecture. Jenna, on the other hand, was enraptured by the experience. She'd even brought a little notepad

got lunch in the cafeteria. The whole time I played tour guide,

turtleneck. But Jenna is super cute, with her long brown hair, tight body, and elfin face with permanently pinkish cheeks. It made me proud to be seen with her, even

another class in the afternoon. I offered to let her go hang out in my dorm room and wait, but Jenna insisted on coming along. This next class was a three-hour monster. I intentionally scheduled things this way because it allowed me to create off-days. This semester, for example, I had no classes at all on Tuesdays. But the setup made me suffer through some marathon sessions. Jenna, for her part didn't complain. My sister, always so serious, was almost as bubbly as Brianna that day. Having

Like having a girlfriend.

time for dinner. We went to the dorm dining hall this time. Again, my sexy little sister got some appreciative looks while we ate. She didn't seem to notice. Not that she only had eyes for me, either. Instead, Jenna seemed too nervous to notice much of anything. The closer we got to 'the conversation' the more fidgety my sister

been schlepping her suitcase all day. When we got to the room, she dropped it on the ground like it was a dead animal. Then

I said, my roommate had a serious girlfriend and they were serious about making out in places other than his dorm room. I almost never saw the guy. Most of my friends were convinced he was

and tossed it to the side. She had

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