I was about to enter into my first year of College, having taken the summer off after graduation from High School. I'd spent some time looking for a small affordable place to live close to campus, and had lucked out in finding a place within walking distance. It was an older home that my soon to be Landlady and her husband who had a year ago passed away, refurbished for rental out to students. Part of the agreement, and which helped hold down the cost for me, was that I would take care of the yard and minor repairs that might be needed around the house.
She lived on the bottom floor of the home, but the upstairs had a separate outside entrance and three additional bedrooms, complete with my own kitchenette, bathroom and living room. Even with the costs cut for doing maintenance work, it was still a stretch for me to make the monthly rent payment, so I had immediately begun looking for a roommate to help share rent and expenses. I posted a notice on the bulletin board on campus, and within a week had several people call me or drop by to inquire about it. After screening out a number of people, I finally found a roommate who I thought I could become good friends with, and who wouldn't leave me standing high and dry when it came to meeting the rent.
Gene and I got along famously, and even had one class at the College together. I learned shortly after he'd moved in that he had a twin sister that had been looking for a place to stay. And that if it was ok with me, if she could come move in with us until she was able to find some place more suitable to live in later on. I had no problem with this as we had three bedrooms anyway, and thought it might of course be interesting to have a woman living with us even if it was for a short period of time. The Land Lady had no problem with it either, provided that the rent was met, so Sheri soon moved in, taking the bedroom across the hall from mine.
When I first met her, I couldn't believe my eyes. Thought she and Gene were twins, they looked very little at all like one another. And though I know fraternal twins didn't necessarily share the same physical attributes, Sheri was as different as night and day to her brother. She had long dark hair that she wore in a ponytail most of the time, with deep blue eyes and an olive complexion. Gene on the other hand had dirty blonde colored hair with a very fair skin coloring, which burned easily if he spent too much time out in the sun.
Things settled in pretty quickly for the three of us, and almost immediately we established a fairly workable routine for sharing the one bathroom, cooking, cleaning and even laundry. It was on the following weekend while doing my laundry that things looked like they could get fairly interesting. I had gone down to the basement where we had access to the washer and dryer to put in a load. I was standing there sorting things out into various piles when Sheri came in through the door carrying a basket of her own things that needed to be washed as well. It quickly appeared that the best solution so we both weren't waiting on each other to finish up with our own laundry was to combine them together, so we then quickly resorted things into wash loads that would speed things up. It was during this process when we put 'whites' in to be washed first that Sheri suddenly removed the tank top she had been wearing, and promptly removed the bra she was wearing as well, and threw it in with the things to be washed. As her wonderfully full breasts sprang into view, I tried to remain as calm as possible and not make an issue out of staring at her as she nonchalantly went about adding soap and such to the washer. All the while standing there in front of me with her bare breasts showing. Obviously being semi nude from the waist up anyway was of no big deal to her, and we continued to talk and finish sorting through everything. Eventually she put her tank top back on, and we headed upstairs to finish straightening up the apartment.
That evening the three of us had ordered a pizza for dinner, and settled in to watch a movie that Gene had rented. I sat in the only single chair we had and Gene and his sister shared the couch. Seeing the two of them interact and tease one another during the evening reminded me of them being more like a boyfriend-girlfriend situation than as brother and sister. But I thought no more of it, even though there were times when the topics of conversation turned sexual in nature.
We'd finished off the only bottle of wine that we had, and rather than doing much for me than make me sleepy, I soon bid the two of them goodnight and headed off to bed. I don't know how long I had been asleep, no more than a couple of hours when the urge to pee woke me. The single bathroom was down the far end of the hall next to Gene's room and I passed by his bedroom along the way. All the lights were out at this point, but I saw that the light was still on in his room from underneath his door. As I went by, I heard giggling coming from Gene's room, and knew almost immediately that Sheri was inside. I figured they were simply staying up together, talking or something, though once again considering the fact that for a brother and sister, their relationship seemed a lot closer than most I had seen or experienced between siblings.
I opened the door to the bathroom, went in and took a pee. When I came out, I noticed immediately that the light had been turned off and I could no longer hear either of them talking. I knew that Sheri hadn't left and gone back to her own room, as I would have heard Gene's bedroom door open if she had. I made some noise of heading back to my own room, opened the door and closed it again, though still standing outside in the hallway. Moments later, I could hear them talking again, and padded silently down the hall back towards Gene's room. I stood just outside the door listening, with my heart going a hundred miles an hour though I wasn't really sure why it should be. The sounds I heard then confirmed my suspicions; whatever was going on wasn't simply brother-sister chatting going on. They were doing far more than that. I returned to my own room shortly after, a bit confused as to how I felt about this, and decided that I would somehow raise the question about it with one or both of them in the very near future.
Sunday morning, Gene had already gone off to work at his part-time job. As was my responsibility, I'd already gone out to mow the lawn and do some basic yard work before it got too hot. Sheri left soon after with a list we'd made up the day before of some grocery's we needed and I decided that it would provide the perfect opportunity to talk with her when she got back, and while helping her to put the grocery's away.
When she did return, I had just finished putting away the mower, and helped her carry up the bags of grocery's she'd purchased. Sheri was wearing a pair of very short cut-off jeans that exposed the well-rounded twin cheeks of her ass as she reached up to put things away in the cupboards. But this wasn't the only show I was getting either. Sheri was also wearing a Tee shirt that she'd cut off baring her mid-rift entirely. As she reached up, it was also clearly evident that she wasn't wearing a bra as I could easily see her breasts, her shirt rising up enough to uncover them entirely. Although I was having trouble concentrating with all this delectable girl-flesh being exposed to me, I was still determined to discuss what I now knew had been going on in Gene's bedroom last night. Before I could do that however, Sheri beat me to the punch.
"David, there's something I want to tell you while you're here," she began. I decided to wait with what I had to ask about until after she'd finished, not aware that she was about to bring up the same very subject that I was curious to ask her about.
"Gene and I have had a very 'special' relationship with one another ever since we were kids."
The way she had emphasized the word 'special' I immediately knew that she was about to share with me right then and there what had been going on between them. I took a seat on one of the barstools, and settled in to listen to what it was she had to say.
"I think you know what I'm leading up to here," she began. "I was in Gene's bedroom with him last night. I also heard you get up and go into the bathroom. Gene thought we should keep things quiet until we had a chance to discuss this with you. But to be honest, I had even suggested inviting you in with us, though he wasn't sure how comfortable you might have been with that, so we didn't."
I couldn't believe what it was I was hearing. Not only had she admitted they'd been in Gene's room fooling around, but had even considered inviting me in to join them! I wasn't sure at all now how I felt about that, true I was certainly no angel, and Sheri was a very attractive and sexy woman. But getting involved with her and her brother was something I wasn't entirely sure I could handle. However, I refrained from saying anything, content to continue to sit and listen as she spoke.
"I've certainly had boyfriends, and Gene in fact has a girlfriend now that we're both very good friends with. But I've always felt more comfortable with him in certain ways that most men I've dated or been with. He treats me as not just a sister, but as a friend, and knows my wants and needs probably better than anyone. I know that most people would frown on our relationship, and maybe even you do as well, but I wanted to get this out in the open before it caused any problems in your relationship with Gene, as I won't be staying here forever." Sheri looked at me then, waiting for me to say something about what she'd just revealed.
"I'm not sure how I feel about it yet," I replied honestly. And I told her that I did know what it was that was going on in the bedroom last night. I even told her that I found her attractive, and though I wasn't currently seeing anyone myself, that as we'd already discussed, should any of us bring someone over to spend the night or whatever, that that wouldn't be a problem as that was something I had already agreed to. I decided that whatever her relationship was with her brother, probably fell within that agreement too, and that they were free to pursue whatever interests or desires that they had with one another. That seemed to relax her somewhat, and she stepped over to give me a quick kiss on the cheek.
"I'm glad your ok with that. But you still never answered my other question," she said. I looked at her once again not sure how to respond, still struggling with my own feelings about it. But losing that fight as the vision of her cute ass poking beneath her shorts, and the outline of her exquisite breasts peeking below her shirt were still vividly etched in my mind.
"Sheri, I'm not going to lie to you and say I'm not attracted to you. I have been from the moment I first saw you, and that was before you 'flashed' those gorgeous boobs of yours at me in the laundry room. But..." I never finished my sentence. In the next instant, Sheri peeled off her skimpy top and flung it behind her once again revealing those twin mounds of perfection.
