"Jack, Jack, wake up, we slept in."
Sally was slightly panicky. She shook Jack's body, trying to wake him up. Slowly opening his sleepy eyes, Jack mumbled, "What are you doing, Sally? Don't worry, it'll be all right."
"But it's ten past seven already and I have to get to school, Jack. We slept in mom's bed and never changed the sheets last night. We won't have time to change them now, Jack! She'll surely find out about us."
Jack was instantly wide awake. Sally was right. They didn't have any time to lose this morning. The siblings got up, quickly made their mother's bed, picked up the coat, shoes and the red stockings from where they had left them on the living room floor last night and got ready.
There was nothing, really, they could do about the large cum stain they had made when they were fucking last night. There was no time to change the sheets now, and besides, if they changed them, their mother would surely become suspicious. They took a quick shower, got dressed and left the house. There was no time for coffee this morning.
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The day continued as awfully as it had started. In school, Marilee and Jessica had not wasted any time spreading the "news" of Sally and Jack holding hands at the mall yesterday afternoon. By the time Sally arrived at school, the rumor had spread around, and although nobody confronted her directly, Sally sensed that something was not right.
Second class, Sex Ed, the class Sally had been looking forward to ever since the siblings made love in Mr. Matthews' classroom on Saturday, was boring as usual. Any evidence of their activities during the party on Saturday had disappeared, and the room was just as bland as it had been every day before and would be every day after their escapade.
The topic of the class was Sexually Transmitted Diseases. Mr. Matthews' stance on the subject was, as always, that the best protection from everything was abstinence. He had taken the same stance when it came to family planning and avoiding teenage pregnancy, and he threw in a comment about pregnant teens and how disgraceful he thought they were in today's lecture, too.
It seemed, that all he wanted his students get from his class was to stop thinking about sex, and, more importantly, not to do it, at least not while they were not married. Nobody in the class cared about this. Most of the seniors had been sexually active for a while, and all of them knew at least one girl who had ended up pregnant before she graduated high school.
When Sally heard Mr. Matthews ramble on about what a disgrace he thought pregnant teens were, her pulse started racing. When did she have her last period? She was overdue, for sure. She tried to remember. With all the excitement last week she really hadn't wasted a single thought on it. Now, as Mr. Matthews rambled on about teenagers and babies, she realized that she should have had her period last Tuesday. Her palms got sweaty and her heart sank to the pit of her stomach. She was nearly a week overdue!
What if... Jack and she had fucked a lot in the past two weeks and they hadn't paid any attention to protection, and almost every time her brother had come, it had been deep inside her pussy. And now she was late! For the rest of the day Sally was unable to focus on anything else.
When Cathy, her best friend, filled her in about Marilee and Jessica spreading rumors about her and her brother at the mall, it didn't matter too much to her at first. What were a few silly rumors compared to a life-sentence as a pregnant teen? Only when Cathy told her that she was convinced Marilee and Jessica had made it all up to be the center of attention again, and nobody really believed them anyways, the reality and significance of these rumors sunk in. Jack and Sally had been caught red-handedly. Why had they been so careless?
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For Jack, the day didn't go much better. Pulling out of the school parking lot after dropping off Sally, he got a flat tire, which made him late for work. He also couldn't get rid of the thought of their mother finding out about the two sleeping in her bed all day. Jack wasn't an anxious person, but he certainly didn't look forward to this talk, and at work, an important customer had cancelled a big order, and his boss was in a foul mood about it.
Around lunchtime, he got a text from Sally. "Pick me up from school today, Jack, we need to talk."
That was inconvenient to say the least and almost impossible to pull off. School finished at 3:45 and Jack didn't get off work until 5 o'clock. He texted her back.
"Pick you up at home at 5, OK?"
"It's urgent. Don't want to go home. Please, babe. Pick me up after school. xXx."
Jack would have to come up with a good excuse to get off work early today. He'd lose a couple hours wages, too. He wasn't happy, but surprisingly, his boss wasn't too difficult to convince that, due to a family emergency, Jack had to leave early today. He almost encouraged him to take the afternoon off.
"Go home at lunchtime, son. It's OK. Sort things out properly." After losing the order this morning, he could do with a few bucks less to pay in wages this week.
Jack wasn't too keen of losing more money than he had to.
"It's OK. I can finish off my list for today before I go. I only have to leave at 3:30 today, honestly," and it was settled. Jack was good to go and pick his sister up from school. He wondered what urgent talk she needed to have.
At 3:30, Jack left and drove back to the high school to pick up this sister. He was a still nervous thinking about what his sister wanted to talk to him about. Did she want to break up with him? There was no indication of that, but the thought had crossed his mind couple of times since he got her text.
What could be that urgent that she insisted he dropped work and came to get her? He hoped it wasn't going to be how to deal with their mother. He'd be able to handle her just fine. He'd tell her that he'd been drunk, fooling around with a girl and silly enough they thought it to be a good idea to use her bed rather than go upstairs. She'd probably buy the story. It wasn't far from the truth, either.
When he pulled up in the school parking lot, Sally was nowhere to be seen. Normally, she'd been waiting for him outside the building, talking to her classmates, but not today. It wasn't like her to tell him she needed to meet him urgently and not show up. Something must have happened. He went to look for her.
He found her in the empty auditorium. She sat in a corner on the floor, crying. Jack sat down beside her, put his arm around her and asked, "Baby, what's up? Don't cry. I'm here for you. All is good."
"No, Jack, all is not good!" The words burst out of Sally with a mixture of fright and anger. "Things are far from good. Everybody in school is talking about us. Marilee and Jessica must have seen us coming out of the lingerie shop holding hands yesterday. They have told everybody in school. My day has been hell. Everybody kept staring at me as if I was from Mars or something."
"Did anybody say anything nasty to you, Sally?" Jack asked her, concern in his voice. He was ready to do anything it took to protect his little sister-girlfriend from harm.
"No, Jack," Sally said sobbing. "Cathy told me during lunch that the two were spreading rumors and that I shouldn't be concerned and that she didn't believe them anyways. Nobody else said a word about it, but I know they all know. The way they were looking at me all day. Oh, Jack, I feel so stupid. Why did we have to get caught like this?"
