The sun was streaming through the window by the time that we awoke the next morning. We just cuddled for a long time without a word. It was me that finally broke the silence when I asked,
"How do you feel about what happened last night?"
"Honestly? I enjoyed it. I will admit it felt naughty, decedent even but I'm not ashamed of what we did in the least." Dianne replied.
"I know what you mean. Its the same for me. Not something I'd do every night, but it felt right and I'm glad we did it." I said.
Dianne hugged me tight, then rested her head on my chest.
"So how did you enjoy my sister?" She asked, in a half joking tone.
"Well she's not as good a cock sucker as you are and I'll bet John can vouch for that now." I said, teasing her. I was rewarded with a punch on the arm and a sweet kiss on the lips.
"Would you fuck her again?" She asked, serious now.
"If it felt right and you agreed, yes. But I don't have the urge to chase it if that's what you mean."
"Good. I mean I enjoyed John...er...having me. It was good sex, but I'm not sure it will ever happen again." Dianne said.
"I'll admit I got off on watching you fuck him more than anything I did with Mel." I told her.
"Really?" Dianne said, sounding a little shocked.
"You admitted the other day that you wanted him. I love you and I like seeing you get what you want and you were so obviously enjoying what you did. What wasn't to enjoy? It really didn't matter that it was John. I would have got off on seeing you with any man you wanted to have." I admitted.
She rolled over onto her front and look at me. Looking me right in the eye she asked,
"So let me get this straight. As long as your there to see it, you'd be happy for me to let any man I wanted, have me. Fuck me right in front of you?"
"If the situation felt right. I guess I am." I said flatly. She thought about this for a moment. And then said,
"It really didn't bother me when I saw you with Mel, but another woman. We'll have to see how that feels when we do it."
"So you want this to happen again?" I asked her.
"I suppose I do. Now lets get some breakfast, I'm starving." She said and with that she hopped out of bed and pulled on her panties. I grabbed a pair of shorts and we padded into the kitchen.
Mel was lounging on the sofa with both hands wrapped round a cup of coffee. She was in a short t-shirt and no panties. Her pussy was exposed but she didn't make any effort to cover up. John was in just shorts and buttering some toast. Dianne was in just her panties and I saw John look over at her bouncing tits as she joined her sister on the sofa,
"Great night, last night." I said, in hopes of breaking the ice.
"Well I certainly enjoyed myself." John said.
"Me too." Chimed in Mel. Then she continued,
"That said, I don't think its something we should be doing every night."