Kelly and I walked back to the house, pits in our stomachs, both on the verge of throwing up. What was waiting for us in that house? Who was watching us from Kelly's room window? Was it really someone watching? Or was it just the A/C unit blowing the curtain? I'd never seen our A/C do that to my curtains before, but maybe there was a vent right under Kelly's window that I never saw before? And even if it was just the A/C, how quickly would the Michaelsons send a text to mom and dad letting them know what was on their security camera? I wanted to trick myself into thinking the camera quality was poor enough that I could lie to my parents and say that it was me and Jessica, but it was the same system I had helped dad install this past summer...and I had seen the video quality of those cameras before. They would be able to make out, very clearly, the two faces of the siblings who live next door - fucking each other in their jacuzzi.
I looked at Kelly as we snuck back into the house. She was shaking and crying. I grabbed her hand.
"It's going to be ok Kelly" I lied. "I promise. Everything will be fine."
We quietly walked back up the stairs and I followed Kelly into her room. I had to see if there was a vent or something that could have moved that curtain. I had to know, before I got back into bed with Jessica, if she had been watching us. The pit in my stomach sunk even further down when, of course, no vent was anywhere near the window. The heater was on and the vents in her room were blowing hot air out of them, and the curtains were standing perfectly still. Someone had seen us.
I grabbed Kelly, and brought her in for a hug. I stroked the back of her head and kissed her on the cheek.
"Everything is going to be ok sis."
I pulled back and gave her a loving kiss on her lips, not knowing if that would be the last time we could do that. Our little incestuous affair was potentially about to blow up this family, and I wanted one last moment of peace and love with Kelly. She kissed me back, hard and firm, not wanting to part. She knew what I knew - that when this kiss was over, we would have to face reality.
I snuck out of her room and back into mine, my hand shaking at the door knob. The room was dark and quiet. Jessica laid in bed, appearing to be asleep, so I quietly got in next to her and laid there, eyes wide open, for hours.
- - - - - - - - -
The sun came up, and I had been able to get maybe an hour of sleep. I looked over at Jessica, who to my surprise was no longer laying in bed with me. I sat up quickly, wondering if she had grabbed her bags and left in the middle of the night. They were still there in the corner of the room. I got up and checked the bathroom, but no Jessica. I went to the other side of the Jack and Jill bathroom and opened the door to peek into Kelly's room. Kelly was sitting on the edge of her bed and looked over at me when I opened the door.
"Do you know where Jessica is?" I whispered.
"No...?" She replied. "Did she say anything last night?"
"No..."
We both made our way downstairs and found mom making breakfast in the kitchen.
"Mom, have you seen Jessica?" I asked.
"Yes, she went for a run, I believe."
Kelly and I took a breath. Maybe that was a good sign? Going for a run sounded perfectly normal...something I know Jessica did often. Maybe she actually didn't see us...I hoped.
"How about dad?"
"He's in the shower. Breakfast will be ready soon!"
I walked past Kelly and uttered under my breath, "I'm going to go check his phone."
I ran down the hall to the master bedroom and quietly snuck into mom and dad's room. I could hear dad in the shower in their bathroom. I walked up to the dresser and grabbed his phone. No notifications. I knew his passcode, so I helped myself into it. No messages from Mr. Michaelson. Ok, I thought, still in the clear there. My heart was racing. What would be the first domino to fall?
As I walked back down the hallway, I just missed Jessica returning from her run and heading upstairs. I had to bite the bullet. I had to go talk to her. I walked past Kelly and we gave each other a look, as if she was saying 'good luck' to me. I thought I was about to throw up. I hadn't felt like this since I got sent to the principal's office in grade school for getting in a fight, knowing the school had called my mom.
I walked upstairs and into my room. Jessica was just pulling off her panties and was butt naked, covered in sweat, all red from her exercise. She was about to jump into the shower. She made eye contact with me and pulled her earbuds out. There was no smile...no smirk...no real emotion whatsoever. Something was different.
She walked up to me and stopped, tears forming in her eyes.
"Babe...?"
Before I could continue, she slapped me across the face. Hard. She turned and went into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. As I heard the shower turn on, I knew the storm had hit.
I slowly made my way into the bathroom, head down and full of shame.
"Baby, let me explain, please."
"Get out!" She barked. "I don't even know what to say to you!"
"I get that..."
"You get that?" She yelled. "Which part do you get? The part where my boyfriend fucks his little sister?! Or the part where my boyfriend, who I thought was my whole world, cheated on me."
I opened the shower door and grabbed her to look at me.
"You have every right to be mad...and I'm assuming...freaked out. This all just happened. I don't know how to explain it. It just...was a freak thing that just happened a couple days ago and...it's crazy! I know! And I'm sorry."
"Sorry!?" She pushed me away and closed the shower door, turning back to the stream. "Fuck you! I should leave. I should leave YOU! You know what? I should tell your fucking mom."
I saw red. It was all ending. Not just me and Jessica...but my life as I knew it. I couldn't reason with her...how could anybody reason with finding their partner fucking their sibling. This was insane! I only had one card to play, and I decided to play it. The thing Jessica couldn't resist...being dominated. I stripped down naked and got into the shower.
"Get the fuck ou...." I shoved my hand over her mouth.
"Listen to me right fucking now." I took control of her and the situation and held her firmly against the tile wall. "I'm sorry. The last 48 hours...dammit...I can't fucking explain it. Everything about my relationship with Kelly exploded into this insanity, and it drove us both wild, and I'm sorry. I know it's fucked up. And I know it's probably the thing that destroys this relationship. But..."
I stood there, still holding her against the wall, her breathing elevated and her eyes looking at me, almost scared.
"Dammit, Jessica. I don't know what to tell you...I can stop. We can stop. I'll never touch her again and I can still be yours. Or..."
Her breathing seemed to pause as she looked down. I hadn't realized it, but I was fully erect, driving my cock into her belly. She looked back up at me. I let go of her, defeated - not sure what I could, or even wanted to say.
"Or what?" She asked.
I looked deeply into her eyes. She could see the pain in mine.
"Or...you could give me a chance to explain this to you, and maybe..."
"Maybe what?" She asked, curious where I was going with this.
"...maybe share it with you."
"What do you mean?" She asked, clearly intrigued enough to hear me out.
"You know...maybe...like Lillian."
Lillian was a girl Jessica and I met at a bar some time ago. She was a senior in high school and newly 18. She had snuck into the bar with her boyfriend, who broke up with her and left her there alone. Jessica and I took her under our wing, bought her a couple more rounds to cheer her up, and eventually took her home with us. That night, we made Lillian our play thing. Something primal came out in Jessica - and myself - that was completely unspoken and never premeditated. We just both understood, in that moment, that this little innocent girl was ours to do with what we wanted. Ever since then, we referred to Lillian as our pet "unicorn"...almost as if we owned her in that moment. Jessica would tell her to perform certain acts on me. I would tell her to perform certain acts on Jessica. She was wildly obedient. That night, the three of us fucked for hours and Jessica and I used her in any and every way we wanted. It felt like we were royalty in the olden days, playing with some peasant girl we found on the side of the road...like the rules didn't apply to us. It was one of the more wild nights Jessica and I ever had together, and we often looked back on it fondly. Tragically, we never saw Lillian again after that night. She was a taste of the forbidden apple that we never found again. Jessica and I would often daydream together about finding another unicorn, someone subservient to our relationship that we could both use for our sexual desires - either together or separately. When I wanted to fuck Jessica on nights when she was distracted or not in the mood, she'd say things like 'THIS is why we need a Lillian!' In this moment with Jessica in the shower...hat in hand and tail between my legs...it was the fantasy of a 'Lillian' that was all I had to fall back on to hope this would work out.
There was a long canyon of silence before she responded.
"You want to make your sister our unicorn?"
