by Amanda Wals
When my parents got up, we went water skiing. My emotions were still churning which I did my best to hide from Mom. As we rode over to where we'd water ski, Mom and Dad were up front. I sat to Joanna's left on the bench on Mom's side of the boat and used her to block Mom's view of me. My arm was behind Joanna's back, but I didn't talk to her. When she tried to talk to me, I didn't respond. I watched the wake of the boat.
I felt like a dog chasing his tail. Back in the mud room, it had seemed like such a great idea to give Kaitlyn a chance as my girlfriend. Now, I tried to picture how things would work and was coming up empty. Would Paul come for visits? Would Kaitlyn sneak into my bedroom at my parents' house? Kaitlyn had said she had a plan, and that'd I have to trust her, but it was hard trusting her that much. Part of me said I should back out, that it wasn't too late. That part was still angry about how Kaitlyn had broken Joanna and me up so I'd give her a chance. I could break up with Joanna; Kaitlyn would break up with Paul; and Joanna and Paul would ride off into the sunset. The rest of my summer would suck, but I wouldn't have done too much that I'd be ashamed about. It'd be easy to keep my parents in the dark on what happened this week.
I thought about Joanna's attitude - why didn't the idea of a brother and a sister having sex disgust her? I'd think most people would be disgusted. I'd have been disgusted if it was Joanna having sex with her brother. I got that Joanna didn't judge Kaitlyn, but there was a limit and I thought her having sex with her brother was well past that limit. Joanna from the beginning had seemed to like the idea of me having sex with my Kaitlyn. Joanna had passed it off as a way to tease Kaitlyn about how she had the boyfriend Kaitlyn secretly wanted.
Was that true? Or had Joanna always known Kaitlyn had wanted me, but wouldn't/couldn't admit she did? Was that why Joanna had always kept me at arm's length emotionally? So she wouldn't be hurt when she finally steered me into getting together with her best friend?
I turned to Joanna and asked quietly, "Why did you break up with me? Was it out of loyalty to Kaitlyn?"
"No!" She looked away for a few moments. "Okay, loyalty did play a part, but I'm excited about being with Paul. Aren't you excited about being with Kaitlyn?"
"I am. It's just..." I wanted Kaitlyn, but I hated that Joanna had dumped me.
"Kaitlyn didn't force me to switch. She asked me to think about it, and she suggested I have the conversation I had with you last night about whether you wanted to have sex with her. When you said you wanted to fuck her, I decided to make everybody happy. I thought you'd be really happy about the switch."
I looked away and once again tried to get a hold of my emotions. Was Joanna only doing what she thought would make everyone happy? Joanna was a sweet and loving enough person that I could see her doing that.
Suddenly, I realized the import of what Joanna had just said to me. Kaitlyn had manipulated her into asking me a very specific question, had known what answer I was going to give and had prepared Joanna to accept that answer as the reason to break up with me and get together with Paul. Anger flared in me. What the hell was I doing? Getting involved with such a manipulative bitch? What she had done was terrible. She had used her best friend horribly. This was ridiculous. How could I ever trust someone who was so manipulative? I was letting my lust for my sister overrule my better judgment. It had overruled my better judgment. I should have told Kaitlyn no in the mud room. Now, I had already broken up with Joanna. She had already moved on to being with Paul. I had already agreed to give Kaitlyn a chance as my girlfriend despite the fact our relationship would be based on deceit.
How was I going to get myself out of this situation? How could I dump Kaitlyn and win Joanna back? I sighed.
After hearing me sigh, Joanna put her arm around me and said in my ear, "You were only dating me because Kaitlyn asked you to." I turned to Joanna stunned. I couldn't believe she had said that. "You were. Admit it."
"Joanna, I care deeply for you. I was waiting for the right time to tell you 'I love you'. I almost told you Sunday night. The only reason I didn't tell you was I thought you weren't ready to hear it."
I turned and looked aft again. Fuck! Ten seconds ago, I was ready to blow everything up with Kaitlyn so I could win Joanna back, and Joanna fucking tells me she didn't think I was ever fucking serious about her. I had been angry at Kaitlyn, but now I was ten times angrier at Joanna. We could have been so happy together! But she had thrown it away to be with the big doofus. What more could I have done to convince her that I really cared? I had done so much - I had showered her with compliments; I had been affectionate with her constantly and not only when I wanted sex; I had happily done whatever she had asked me to do without question; I had spent lots of time with her. I could go on and on. Mom had asked me to give Joanna a second, third and fourth chance. How many chances had I given her to understand that I really cared?
Fuck it. I felt like jumping out of the boat. I could just stand up, turn around, step up on the bench and then leap over the side. It would be a stupid thing to do, but it was no more stupi than the situation that I had gotten myself into.
I brought my hand up and covered my eyes while I tried to get my emotions under control. I wasn't going to jump out of the boat. I wasn't going to yell at Joanna. Or at Kaitlyn. What was I doing? What was I getting myself into? What did I really want? I was so confused that I wanted to tear my hair out. I kept my eyes covered until my breathing slowed.
When I removed my hand, the first thing I saw was Kaitlyn. She was looking at me with concern. Then she gave me a half-smile, a sort of You okay? look. Then she mouthed to me, "I love you."
Suddenly, things were a lot better. Kaitlyn had known exactly what to do. I sat back on the bench seat and looked aft. What was the difference between being manipulative and knowing the right thing to do? I was too emotional to think. All I knew was that I wasn't ready for any more of Joanna's honesty.
Joanna put her arm around me again, but this time very gently. I kept staring at the boat's wake. "I didn't know, Brandon. I really didn't know."
What was I supposed to do? Beat her over the head with an I care sign? Tears flowed down my face. I was so done with Joanna now. For weeks, I had poured everything into my relationship with Joanna, and she had never appreciated how I felt about her. Kaitlyn appreciated how I felt about her, how crazy she made me feel and how I couldn't resist her. And we had barely done anything as a couple. As tough as it would be to make it work, at least both of us knew we each wanted the other with our whole heart.
"Brandon, I—"
Kaitlyn cut her off by saying, "Switch with me, Joanna."
I felt and heard Joanna get up. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her sit down in Kaitlyn's spot across from me. I kept crying while staring at the wake.
It felt so different with Kaitlyn sitting next to me, like a weight was lifted off my shoulders. I turned to her, and she gave me a dazzling smile, full of love. It hit me how much I loved her. She wanted me; Joanna didn't. It was that simple. Yes, Kaitlyn had manipulated Joanna, Paul and me. But she had wanted me, had known Joanna didn't, and had decided the end of us being together had justified the means.
Had the end justified the means? It was impossible to say at this point. Would I really be happier with Kaitlyn than with Joanna? It was going to be so hard for us to have a relationship. I was certain Joanna would do all she could to support us, but how much could she do? Even with Joanna covering for us, Kaitlyn and I would only be able to have a limited amount of romantic time together. How would we keep our love alive when we had to constantly sneak around? As much as I wanted to be with my sister, I hated how I had been forced by Kaitlyn and Joanna to make the leap of faith into a relationship which I couldn't picture working.
But I hadn't pictured my dating Joanna working. Kaitlyn had, I had trusted her and it had worked. Well, sort of worked. Now Kaitlyn was asking me to trust her again. It was much riskier this time, but the rewards could be much higher. Joanna was great, but Kaitlyn was incredible. I just wishe
d Kaitlyn hadn't used so much manipulation to make it happen.
As much as I wanted to judge Kaitlyn on her manipulations, I decided I was past the point where I could. When I chose to give Kaitlyn a chance as my girlfriend, I implicitly endorsed all that she had done. There was no way I'd take her request seriously if she hadn't done all she had done. I didn't think she had manipulated Joanna, Paul and me the way she had because she was selfish and evil; I think she had done it because she thought we'd all be happier this way, and we wouldn't have moved into this new setup without being manipulated into it.
I looked over at Joanna. She looked small; shriveled up; sorry she had said the wrong thing. I smiled at her. She hadn't said the wrong thing; she had said the right thing. She had made things plain, and I was thankful for that.
* * *
When we got to the water skiing spot, I wiped my face dry and turned to Kaitlyn. She asked, "You okay?"
"I'm fine now. I think I'm ready to move on."
Kaitlyn smiled.
I skied first and did much better than this morning. As I tore up the water with the wind blasting in my face, I felt exhilarated for the first times in days. I finally understood what was going on and what I wanted. I couldn't wait to be with Kaitlyn tonight.
* * *
There was so much electricity in the air all evening that I couldn't help but wonder if my parents suspected something. I tried my best to appear as Joanna's happy boyfriend, but then I'd see Kaitlyn do something like shake out her long, beautiful hair, and I'd lose it for a few moments. Joanna would quietly laugh at me while doing her best to cover my distraction. She also gave Paul the occasional longing look. And Kaitlyn had a tough time keeping Paul's attention on her instead of Joanna. To my surprise, Joanna didn't braid Kaitlyn's hair as we sat around talking. I was so used to seeing Kaitlyn's hair braided that it looked wrong tumbling loose past her shoulders.
As soon as my parents closed the door, the girls headed to Kaitlyn's bedroom, and Paul and I moved our chairs to our usual spot. I was glad this was the last night of this; I wanted to be alone with Kaitlyn from now on and I didn't want to share her the littlest bit.
Paul said to me, "I can't wait to fuck Joanna. I'll think she'll be great in bed. She's made these evenings so exciting, so she has to be great in bed." Did he not know I knew how she was in bed? "So are you going to fuck Kaitlyn?"
What an ass. "I'm going to do whatever we decide to do. But I think that's what we're going to decide to do."
We were quiet after that. I didn't have anything to say to Paul, and I didn't give him any encouragement to keep talking. We both crossed our legs and stared at random parts of the room.
The girls were taking much longer than last night. Longer than any night. How long could it take them to take off their t-shirts and shorts and change into their gaudy outfits from last night? As time went by, the silence between Paul and I got even more uncomfortable.
Then the door opened and I instantly knew what had taken so long - Joanna had created a masterpiece hair style for Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn's luxurious honey-brown hair was braided around the top of her head so the braids looked like a crown. A couple of pieces of white silk ribbon were worked into the braids to provide contrast. Kaitlyn turned her head so I could see that the back looked like a series of little waterfalls tumbling down from the crown braid. She reached under the little waterfalls and fluffed them out to magnify the effect. I had never seen such beautiful hair. My sister may have been topless, but my eyes were on her hair the whole time she and Joanna walked into the center area.
When the girls stopped, to my surprise, it was Joanna who turned and walked towards me. I admired her one last time as I wasn't sure if Kaitlyn was officially my girlfriend yet. She wasn't wearing a beret like last night, but was otherwise dressed the same - white high heels, red panties and the shiny, wide plastic belt. Joanna gave me an embarrassed smile as she approached me. I smiled at her as she straddled my lap. I didn't know what to expect, so the kiss on the lips was a surprise.
"Are you mad at me?" asked Joanna.
After days of my emotions churning crazily, they had finally seemed to have settled down enough that I could say with some confidence how I felt about Joanna. "No, I'm not angry at you. I was, on the boat, but you're too nice of a person for me to stay angry at you."
"Good. I want to be friends when we get back home." Joanna came in for another kiss, and I kissed her back with affection. I liked Joanna, and though I knew it'd be hard to go back to being friends, I was willing to try.
"You did an incredible job with Kaitlyn's hair. She looks so beautiful. Thanks for doing that." Joanna blushed. I gave her a kiss. I knew it was a little odd, but I felt like we were burying the hatchet through sweet kisses.
"You were the best boyfriend I've ever had. Now, I kind of regret not seeing how things would have turned out."
I knew she was trying to be nice, but her statement pissed me off. She had picked Paul over me. Kaitlyn may have manipulated her into making that decision, but it was her choice, and she owned it. Regardless, I decided to be nice in return. "I think things turned out for the best. You're excited about being with Paul, and I'm excited about being with Kaitlyn."
Joanna gave me a pleased smile. "I'm glad you think that way now. Friends?"
"Friends."
We moved together for one last kiss, which we held for much longer than the other kisses. And then Joanna got off my lap, we smiled at each other once more, and she turned and walked towards Paul.
I looked across to see Kaitlyn sexily sway her body as she slowly walked towards me with a huge smile on her face, letting me drink in her beauty. Her fancy hair style added to her naturally regal air, making her look like a queen; a bare-titted queen wearing a ridiculously gaudy costume. I let my face relax into a dazed expression as I felt overwhelmed by how incredible she looked.
As soon as Kaitlyn sat down on my lap, I slid my hands from her waist to up her back as she gave me a short-but-luscious kiss. "You're the sexiest woman in the world."
Kaitlyn blushed before giving a nervous laugh. She was anxious like me, even though she was normally very confident. "Thanks. Joanna is such a great friend; she offered to go all out on my hair tonight."
"She did an incredible job." I kissed Kaitlyn. "I still can't believe I'm kissing you as my girlfriend. Brothers and sisters are supposed to fight, but I like this a lot more than fighting."
Kaitlyn laughed, relaxing a little. She came in for a kiss and as we kissed, I slid my hands down her back and then under her panties to cup her ass cheeks. Kaitlyn moaned and slid her tongue into my mouth. It was hard for me to accept that my gorgeous sister wanted to fuck me, wanted me as her boyfriend. Part of me kept expecting Kaitlyn, Joanna and Paul to burst out laughing at some point and announce that it was all a joke. But I was squeezing my sister's full, firm ass and that was no joke.
I stopped kissing Kaitlyn to tell her, "You have a great ass. I've always admired it, and it's hard for me to believe I'm holding it."
Kaitlyn wiggled her ass in my hands. "It's hard for me to believe you're holding it. I wanted this to happen; I planned for this to happen; I worked for this to happen; but it's still hard to believe it's happening."
I pulled Kaitlyn closer to me and slowly kissed my way up her neck, trying to think of something romantic to say. Nothing came to mind as my thoughts kept returning to my awe at what I was doing. When I reached the top of her neck, I whispered in her ear, "This is so crazy, yet so amazingly awesome."
Kaitlyn pulled back and looked at me with a huge twinkle in her eyes. "The night is young and will only get better."
Kaitlyn leaned in for another kiss. I pushed my tongue forward as I moved my hands up to her tits. As my hands covered them, Kaitlyn moaned into my mouth. I gave them a small squeeze, enjoying their perfect size and shape. As I played gently with Kaitlyn's tits, our tongues battled furiously; sometimes in my mouth and sometimes in hers. Kaitlyn was so damn sexy. My cock was uncomfortably h
ard in my shorts.
Kaitlyn broke off our kiss, grabbed my hands and put them on her ass. As I was sliding my hands into her panties again, she leaned forward and whispered in my ear. "Tonight, Joanna wants certain things to happen, and I want certain things to happen. We're completely vulnerable to Paul telling people about us, so you have to go along with what happens tonight. Okay?"
I nodded my head. "I trust you completely, Kaitlyn. I wouldn't have agreed to give you a chance as my girlfriend if I didn't." She brought her head back in front of me, smiled at me and then gave me a soft kiss.
As we started our next kiss, Joanna said loudly, "As much as I enjoy kissing, I think we're all looking forward to doing other things."
Kaitlyn got off my lap, and we both stood up and held hands. Joanna walked across the room towards where the couch and coffee table were while holding Paul's hand. I felt a twinge of jealousy. When she got there, she said, "Boys, move these chairs and the coffee table out of the way."
Joanna was clearly in charge now, so Paul and I complied with her request. Joanna tossed a towel over the two low-back, padded chairs. Joanna moved to in front of one and Kaitlyn moved to in front of the other.
Joanna said, "Okay, everyone get naked."
Paul and I slipped off our shirts and shorts while Joanna and Kaitlyn slipped off their panties. Paul and I were completely naked while the girls still had on white high heels and the plastic belts. This was my first look at Kaitlyn's pussy, and she, like Joanna, had her pussy hair trimmed way back, but not quite shaved.
Joanna sat down in one of the low-back padded chairs, and Kaitlyn followed suit in the other. I didn't know if Kaitlyn knew what Joanna had planned, or if she was just following along. Joanna moved her butt to the edge of the chair, spread her legs wide and said, "Paul, come here and eat me."
Paul got down on his knees in front of Joanna, and I did the same in front of Kaitlyn. I looked up at her, and she smiled. I took a moment to admire Kaitlyn's beauty. She had a light tan now, so the paleness of her crotch and tits provided an interesting contrast. I loved her curves, her smooth skin, her ample tits, her pretty face, and her gorgeous hair. That she was all mine to enjoy gave me a huge thrill. I gave her a smile of appreciation and moved my mouth to her pussy.
