Clearing the Air
The two women found the bedroom empty, but heard the shower running in the bathroom. Lena smiled. "I don't know about you, but I could use a shower about now." Karla looked much less confident about ambushing her brother in the shower, but dutifully followed her mother inside.
When Kris saw his mother enter the bathroom, he called out in a concerned voice, "How's Karla? Is she okay?"
Lena moved further into the room to make room for her daughter. "Why don't you ask her yourself?"
Kris froze in the shower at the sight of his naked sister walking into their mother's bathroom, not from her seeing him naked, but after the way she reacted earlier, he wasn't sure she would ever want to see him again.
"Hey, Kris," Karla called out to him. She tried to sound natural, but her greeting came out strained.
"Karla! Are you okay?" Kris turned off the water to get out.
"Don't turn the water off," his mother interrupted. "We're coming in to join you."
Kris looked at her dumbly for a second before turning around and restarting the shower. Karla followed her mother into the shower and the three of them stood close together under the cascade of warm water. The shower was large enough for the three adults, but the water spray only covered a relatively small volume causing all three to stand very close together. They faced each other in silence until Lena spoke up over the sound of the splashing water.
"Karla and I have something important to tell you and we all need to come to an agreement on what to do next," she began. "First, Karla was understandably upset at finding you and me together in bed this morning. I explained what happened and that it was a one-time mistake that you and I would not be repeating," she was looking at Kris and gave him a quick wink that his sister couldn't see. "Then, as it turned out, your sister and I have a similar strong affection for each other and we ended up making love." Lena paused and Karla looked up quickly to see how Kris was going to react to that bit of news.
"Okay," he said slowly. It was clear that he was waiting for the other shoe to drop.
"Karla and I want to continue this new part of our relationship, but we don't want to do it behind your back," Lena resumed. "However, she pointed out that you and I might have similar feelings towards each other after last night, and it wouldn't be fair to not allow you and me the chance to act on those feelings." She paused to let her son speak up.
"You mean, you and Karla would still hook up together, but then I could hook up with you, too, if I wanted?" he asked in disbelief.
"That's exactly it, but I don't care for the term, 'hook up'," his mother said disapprovingly. "That makes it sound like anonymous, emotionless sex. I'm talking about making love to my two children as a means of expressing how much I love them."
"Okay. I get it. I want that, too," Kris agreed quickly. "But how is that going to work, exactly?"
"That's the reason we're here." Turning to Karla, she kissed her lips and said, "I told you everything would be alright." Karla seemed only slightly uncomfortable with her mother's action, but didn't reject it. Kris found it bizarre to see his naked mother kissing his equally naked sister on the lips as if they were lesbian lovers.
Turning to her son she continued, "And Kris, I don't play favorites. I love both of you equally." She leaned in and kissed him on the lips the same as she kissed Karla. "Now that we've got that part out in the open, how do you two feel about things?"
"What kind of things?" Karla asked.
"Well, for starters, are you okay with seeing me being affectionate with your brother?" Turning to Kris she added, "Or sister?"
"I'm fine with it," Kris spoke up first.
"Me, too," chimed in Karla. Their mother broke out in a broad smile.
"That makes me very happy and pleased with both of you," Lena beamed. "And if you two decide you want to get together, that's fine with me. In fact, I would even encourage you both to explore that possibility." Kris and Karla traded startled glances with each other over their mother's comment while she continued.
"Here. Let's start washing each other as we talk some more." She squirted a large amount of liquid soap from the dispenser into her hand and started rubbing a soapy lather over Karla's chest, shoulders, and arms. "You can help out," she called over to her son.
Kris awkwardly put some soap in his hands and moved behind his sister to rub it over her back. However, their mother decided to take charge and told him to lather up her breasts and tummy. He stood behind Karla awkwardly caressing his sister's tiny boobs and the rest of her body, while she looked similarly uncomfortable from the intimate caressing of her brother's hands. Lena artfully distracted her daughter by rubbing Karla's pussy under the guise of "cleaning" it. As Kris' hands fondled Karla's firm little breasts, Lena commented on how nice and sensitive his sister's nipples were.
"Don't be afraid to play with them a little. Trust me. She likes it," his mother urged with a knowing smile to her daughter.
Kris was very familiar with the sight of his sister's body, but had never touched her anyplace sensitive or inappropriate. Following his mother's guidance, he was surprised to feel how hard Karla's nipples were under his hands. He found himself automatically pinching and teasing them lightly between his fingers just as he had teased his mother's just a few hours earlier. Whether it was his hands on her sensitive nipples, his mother's hands rubbing inside her slit, or both, Karla was quickly aroused and any misgivings she had about her brother touching her were quickly forgotten.
After several seconds, Kris felt his sister's knees buckle slightly and he instinctively tightened his handholds over her breasts while his arms supported her. At the same time, Karla's head fell back to rest on the upper part of his chest while her legs spread a little wider so her mother could touch her clit easier. Kris soon felt his sister's whole body rising and falling over her mother's fingers and stole a glance down in front of Karla to watch what his mother was doing.
He didn't have a clear view, but it was still obvious what was going on. As he watched, his cock started feeling heavy as it slowly grew. With Karla resting up against him, his cock quickly became lodged lengthwise in the crack of her ass where it was further stimulated by the up and down movement of her body over it. It wasn't long before Karla noticed her brother's reaction.
"Oh my God!" she cried out. "What are you doing?" Her question was directed at Kris, but Lena looked up in surprise.
"What do you mean?" Lena asked.
Karla pulled away from her brother and turned around to partially face him while she looked down at his throbbing, semi-erect cock. "What are you doing?" she asked again.
Kris was suddenly too embarrassed to reply, but their mother interceded. "Honey, it's just a man's natural reaction to a beautiful woman. In this case, your brother can't help how he responds to being with two beautiful women." Lena's voice was light and cheerful and she put her arm around Karla's shoulder to hug her. "I'm sure you've seen a man's hard cock before, haven't you?"
Karla was still looking at her brother's dick which was beginning to subside, but was still quite wide and impressive. She nodded.
"Have you ever tasted one?" her mother inquired softly. Karla's eyes flashed up in surprise at her mother's intimate question and she didn't respond right away.
"Well, dear, let me tell you, your brother has a delicious cock and it's full of some of the best cream you'll ever taste. You have to try it," Lena said authoritatively. Karla shook her head slightly.