"Well, this is it," Melinda said softly. "Are you ready?"
The sisters sat on Cliff's couch in his apartment studio, surrounded by box lights and props that made it look like an outdoor patio. A green screen had been erected behind them - Cliff told them he would add an outdoor tableau afterward, to make it look like the two of them were trysting al fresco.
"I'm ready," Beth said. She looked beautiful, her blonde hair falling in languid curls around her shoulders, her makeup perfected to give a natural look.
They wore matching red silk robes, which Beth had purchased and brought to the shoot. They'd spent an hour on hair and makeup before coming over, then another hour occupying Cliff's bathroom to make sure everything was perfect.
Melinda's heart was pounding, even though she and Beth had already confessed their feelings for one another. Even though being naked and carnal with family members was apparently becoming a frequent habit.
But this was on film. It was a different kind of thrill, one Melinda was finding she loved and wanted more of.
Cliff finished setting up the video camera, trying not to look nervous himself. He seemed a little more off today. Melinda wasn't sure why, but it wasn't really at the top of her list of things to worry about.
"All right, we're ready," Cliff said. "Again, I'm not going to give you a lot of direction here. I'll just let you know the client wants something... sweet. Affectionate. Something that seems natural and loving."
"Not porny?" Beth said with a crooked grin.
"That's right, not porny," Cliff confirmed. "You can start whenever you're ready."
Beth looked at Melinda, taking a deep breath. Her breasts swelled under the loose fabric of the silk robe. "This is it. Our sins about to be captured in some pervert's video archive forever."
"I guess we'd better give him a good show, then," Melinda said.
They went slow, as if they had all the time in the world. Melinda started by touching Beth's arm, then the golden strands of her hair, the way they had that night in Beth's apartment. "I love your hair. I was always jealous of how pretty you are," she said.
"Stop," Beth said with a shy smile. She stroked Melinda's cheek lovingly. "You have the glasses and the cheekbones and the whole hot waitress thing going."
"Okay, let's not make it a contest," Melinda said.
"I agree, let's not."
They kissed, slowly and with affection, eye contact frequent. Slowly, their arousal rose, and the kisses became deeper and more passionate. Melinda ran her fingers through Beth's hair, then down to her shoulders, drawing the silk of the robe down her arms to reveal her upper chest.
Beth gasped a little at being so exposed, and moved to level the field. She undid the belt of Melinda's robe, opening it and reaching inside to stroke Melinda's hips. They kissed again, lips exploring necks, ears, shoulders.
After several minutes of this, they were both flushed and breathing faster. Melinda became tangled in her own robe and struggled with it briefly before shrugging it off with a laugh. Naked now, she straddled Beth as her sister lay back. Melinda opened Beth's robe the rest of the way, exposing her ample breasts to the camera. Beth's nipples were pink and hard in the air-conditioned coolness.
"God, you have such nice boobs," Melinda said, stroking them lightly with her palms.
"They're sensitive," Beth said softly, eyes closed, her body the picture of complete relaxation now.
"Oh?" Melinda asked playfully, and swirled her tongue around one erect nipple. She felt a happy gratification at being trusted with this intimate little detail. Beth shivered, her back straightening, one hand moving to stroke Melinda's neck. Melinda took the whole nipple in her mouth, losing herself in the rapture of giving her sister pleasure. She was vaguely aware of Cliff watching, of him occasionally adjusting the camera, but he may as well have been on Pluto .
Melinda let her hand drift down between Beth's legs, gently exploring until her fingers found Beth's clit.
"Oh god, yes," Beth whispered: an eager, happy plea. Melinda slid up and kissed Beth on the mouth as she stroked her sister in soft, circular motions.
For long minutes, there was only the faint sound of their breath. The camera rolled, capturing everything. The rest of the room faded away to nothing: there was only the warmth of her sister's body, the softness of their lips pressed together.
Then Beth's abdomen twitched, her breath caught, and she uttered a long, shivering sigh as orgasm took her. Melinda pulled back to enjoy the look on Beth's face as she came. Beth's whole body tensed and then relaxed, the cords in her neck standing out for a moment as she came to completion. The sweet vulnerability of it made Melinda smile.
Beth opened her eyes, her chest heaving. "Your turn," she said.
Melinda let herself be pushed back on the couch, into a reclining position. Beth draped herself across Melinda, their naked bodies pressed together. They kissed.
"I love you," Beth said, with surprising tenderness.
Melinda returned the kiss fiercely. "I love you, Beth."
Beth began planting kisses down Melinda's body: the neck, chest, breasts, belly, down to her thighs, until she knelt naked at the base of the couch. Melinda shivered, anticipating what was coming next, but not sure it would really happen. Without meaning to, she looked directly into the camera, holding its cyclopean gaze for a long moment, as if to bare herself completely to whomever would eventually watch.
Her sister kissed both upper thighs softly, lips lingering on her flesh - then slid her tongue against Melinda's labia. She moved up slowly, searching for her clitoris, found it among the soft folds.
The effect was immediate and electric. Melinda had only experienced oral a few times, at the hands of her ex-husband, who hadn't been very patient or skilled - but Beth was.
A corona of pleasure radiated outward along Melinda's entire body. She drew in a sharp breath. Beth responded by placing both hands on her stomach and moving in further. Within a minute, her abdominal muscles were twitching, drawing shuddering moans from her.
Time seemed to stop as Beth worked skillfully: coaxing her sister's pleasure higher, then backing off gently, then up again. She exercised patience, until Melinda was sweaty and shivering, both hands clutching at the pillows.
Orgasm loomed unexpectedly, then began to wash over her. Melinda was vaguely aware she was babbling: "Beth, oh shit, where did you, oh god oh fuck I'm-"
The orgasm was blindingly intense, stretching out longer than anything she'd ever experienced. Her clitoris became ultra-sensitive, Beth's tongue coaxing sensations like jolts of electricity. Melinda's whole body tensed, then relaxed with a helpless groan.
Her sister withdrew, grinning. "You were loud," she declared.
"Was I?" Melinda felt dizzy. She hadn't heard herself. Had she screamed? Her body still buzzed with endorphin rush.
Beth draped her body across Melinda's again, drawing her into an embrace. They kissed deeply. Melinda murmured a happy sigh into her sister's mouth, effervescent with the feel of Beth's flesh on hers.
She hadn't imagined it would be this good, this thrilling.
With a soft click, Cliff turned off the camera.
"I think that should do," he said.
# # #
They retreated to the bathroom to get dressed. As they put on their street clothes, Melinda felt a sudden rush of happiness - not just from the sex, although that helped. She watched as Beth buttoned up her blouse. Beth had never put her bra back on after the photo shoot - it was in her purse - and even buttoned up, the view left little to the imagination.
"I love you," she said impulsively. "Thank you for doing this with me. It was really incredible."
"I loved it," Beth said. "I'm not sure if we met the criteria of 'not porny,' though."
Melinda laughed. "I guess that will be up to the client."
Beth's smile wavered a little. "Yeah, I guess so."
They fixed their makeup and hair and emerged from the bathroom to find Cliff hanging out in the living room. He rose and handed Melinda a check. "Here you go."
Melinda looked at it. Her jaw dropped. "Fifteen thousand?"
"That should probably be enough to buy yourself a new car, huh?"
She looked from the check, to Cliff, then back again. "Cliff, I-"
"Take it," Cliff said. "Get a working vehicle. A good one. Maybe life will start handing you some breaks."
She thought about it, then nodded. She folded the check and tucked it into her purse.
"And here's this," Cliff said, handing her a small thumb drive. "As requested, both videos and all the photographs in digital form."
"Wow," Beth said as she observed this exchange. "You're letting those out into the wild?"
"A gift for Justin," Melinda said. "Assuming I have your permission to share. We can talk about it on the way home."
"I'm intrigued," Beth said with a grin.
Cliff sighed. "There's one more thing. Now that we're finished."
"Okay," Melinda said, waiting.
Cliff put his hands in his back pockets, shifting his weight uncomfortably. Beth stood nearby, lips pursed, watching them both carefully.
"There's no client," he blurted. "It's me. It's always been me. You said you needed help, and you wouldn't take my charity, and I couldn't think of a way to help you, and I saw your game, and you told me about these feelings you were having, and-"
"Cliff," Melinda said gently. "Stop. I know. I've known since the start."
Cliff furrowed his brow. "You have?"
She smiled. "Yeah. On account of I'm not a fucking idiot. A mysterious client who collects incest photos and will pay thousands for them? Jesus, Cliff. You can find that kind of stuff with a few Google searches and a bittorrent client."
"Oh, yeah," Cliff said, scratching the back of his head. Color rose in his cheeks. "Shit."
She stepped forward and hugged him tight with both arms.
"Don't get me wrong, you spun a good yarn. I almost bought it. And it was sweet of you to come up with a complicated lie to try to help me. I only let it go on so long because I didn't like that you lied to me."
"Would you have done it if I said I was the one who wanted the videos?"
Melinda thought about it, then laughed. "Probably not."
Beth chimed in. "I was in on it, too. I helped him come up with the idea and contributed to your mortgage and house fund. Maybe it was a little hare-brained, but you're so fucking stubborn, Melinda."
"I figured," Melinda said. She touched Beth's shoulder. "I feel like I should be pissed at you for this, at least a little. But I'm not. I guess because it worked out pretty well."
"I'll say," Beth said, and kissed Melinda on the ear.
Melinda kissed Cliff on the mouth one more time before parting. "Thank you for everything, Cliff. I'll be in touch, okay? I owe you. And I don't mind owing you."
