A little help from my friends
The next day was Saturday. Julie started work as a hair stylist at 10:00 am on Saturdays, so Sandy got to her apartment by 8:30 so they could talk before Julie went to work. Sandy had replayed mentally the events of the previous day multiple times. Surprisingly, she awoke refreshed and clear-headed Saturday morning.
When Julie opened the door and saw Sandy, she opened her arms wide, and the two friends embraced heartily.
"I'm so glad you came over," Julie gushed. I was worried that John and I might have scared you off."
"Scared me off? No way. But you certainly got me off. I felt like I floated home.
"There is, however, one issue that I wanted to discuss with you."
"What's that?"
"You said something to the effect that if I liked getting cunnilingus from John I would really love when he fucked me. Do you remember that?"
"More or less. What's the problem there?"
"Well, it seemed like you were speaking from personal experience. I don't want to pry or judge, but what you said suggested to me that you have experienced both cunnilingus and sex with John. Is that right?"
Julie took Sandy's hand and led her to the sofa. "Let me pour us some coffee so we can sip and chat at ease."
A few minutes later Julie came out of the kitchen with two mugs of coffee. Black for Julie, sweet and blond for Sandy.
Sandy was sitting on the sofa right next to one of the arms. Julie sat down so close to Sandy that Sandy was squeezed between the sofa arm and Julie. Julie took a sip from her coffee cup and set the cup on the table in front of the sofa.
Julie put her hand on Sandy's thigh and started talking easily. "My parents tried to have children for years without success. They finally decided that they might never produce children of their own, so they adopted John when he was a baby. As sometimes happens, the presence of a baby in the house seemed to increase my parents' fertility. My mother conceived me when John was about 18 months old, so we are not biological brother and sister.
"Our parents never hid the fact that John was adopted. They loved us both as equally as they could. And John and I were always very close.
"Four years ago, or so, John and I were commiserating about our sex lives. We both had concerns that we weren't very good lovers and that our lovers were not satisfying us. John was worried about how well he could do cunnilingus and how to avoid premature ejaculation. I was concerned about how well I could suck and ride dick. We agreed to help each other develop our skills. We practiced with each other. We gave each other lots of honest feedback and studied various techniques using the internet.
"Of course, some people might decry that we were committing incest because we grew up as brother and sister, but the fact that we were not biologically related made that argument irrelevant. I did a bit of study on incest and learned that European aristocrats often married within their families to maintain control over their wealth and power. Incest has only been taboo for a couple hundred years, only after people realized that incest and inbreeding could lead to genetic diseases, like hemophilia. As I thought more about it, I reached the conclusion that having sex with relatives is not necessarily bad. What is bad is having babies with relatives. John and I learned a lot from each other and always practiced safe sex.
"So yes, I was speaking from experience."
Julie stood and said, "I need to get to work. I have a full schedule of clients today. Do you think you could come over around 6:00 pm to have dinner with John and me? It would be good if the three of us could talk together."
Sandy stood and collected their cups to take them to the kitchen. She looked at Julie in a totally new light. Sandy said, "I'd love to come. What can I bring?"
Julie laughed, "That's what I love about you Sandy. You always want to contribute. How about if you bring a vegetable side dish?"