Ling rang the doorbell at 7:00PM sharp. I opened the door as Diane made her way to the living room behind me. Ling had on the quintessential "little black dress" with some outrageously high black stilettos. Ling leaned in to hug me and kissed me sweetly on the cheek. She smelled of spice and earth... I was going to have to learn the name of her perfume. The dress was silky beneath my hand and she slid gracefully out of my grasp. She gave me a slightly hungry look as she moved away.
"This must be Diane!" she stated brightly. "I'm glad I finally get to meet you!"
Ling crossed the room and, surprisingly, reached out to hug my sister. She handed Diane a bottle in a gift bag.
"I know it's customary to bring wine to dinner." she began. "But we do so much better with rum down here in Florida." she continued. "This stuff is some dark rum I ran across in Jamaica... very sweet and very strong!"
Diane finally found her voice: "Wow!" "Thank you Lingling." "What say I pour us all a shot right now?"
Diane turned toward the kitchen and took Ling by the hand as they wandered off to find glasses. Diane was already questioning Ling about what it was like working with me. My sister was in a seafoam blue dress and simple beach sandals. The two beauties were an enchanting view as the alabaster skinned Diane and the almond skinned Ling sauntered away. Ethan drew a deep breath and sent a secret thank you to his lucky stars.
Earlier in the day, Ethan had made a quick trip to the local fish market. There he'd selected some fresh amberjack, shrimp and a few dozen oysters as the foundation of their dinner. Another quick stop at a local fruit and vegetable stand yielded the makings of a salad as well as lemons, pineapple and asparagus to complete the dinner. He loved cooking dinner on the grill and he thought he might need the fortification a few oysters were rumored to provide.
After lighting the grill, Ethan joined the two ladies in the kitchen where, from the looks of the bottle, it appeared they were on their second or third shot of the dark rum. The girls were already laughing about something and he thought he saw a smirk from each of them as he entered.
"Getting started without me ladies?" he asked? Diane and Ling were talking around the end of the island in the middle of the kitchen. Ethan stood at the end of the counter between them. Ling reached out and took his right hand in hers and leaned in and turned her head up toward Ethan and closed her eyes. Reflexively, Ethan gave her a quick kiss on the lips. As she opened her eyes she looked at Diane and asked: "Do you think your brother deserves a drink?"
Diane took Ethan's left hand and repeated Ling's motions. She leaned toward him and turned her head up and closed her eyes. Ethan kissed Diane as he'd also done Ling. "I think he can have one." Diane answered with a sly smile. She fetched another glass and poured Ethan a generous slug of the syrupy brown liquid. Ling raised her glass in toast and said: "To sharing new adventures with new friends!" They all raised their glasses and the girls downed their shots with ease. Ethan thought it best to just sip his for the time being. He had grilling to do... and who knew where the night would lead.
Ethan set about preparing the food. He washed and opened half of the oysters and set them on a tray with crushed ice. Those, he placed with a few sauces on the island between the girls. The rest he shucked and took with him to the grill, along with the other seafood he'd purchased. Earlier, he'd marinated the fish in olive oil and some spices. He'd quickly steamed the shrimp with a local potion known to enhance the flavor and skewered them for the grill. The rest of the preparation involved lots of butter and spices. He traded the glass of rum for a cold beer from the little ice box in his outdoor kitchen. After he'd placed the fish on the grill, he helped himself to a few raw oysters and a couple of long pulls from his beer. He'd never had problems with confidence. Certainly, the events of the past two days had boosted his ego. He thought about Diane and his love for her. He thought about Ling and how good it felt to hold her in his arms. He was probably the luckiest guy he'd ever known. And, he was scared to death. The two women in his house could certainly make his life wonderful... but could he handle it? Ethan took another long pull from his beer. "I guess we'll find out!" he said to himself.
"Find out what?" asked Diane from behind him.
A bit startled, Ethan sputtered in his reply: "Uhm... it's time to check the fish... sorry, just talking to myself." he offered as he moved toward the grill. He busied himself basting on a little more olive oil with lemon and garlic for his fish. He took up the shrimp as they were done and turned to offer some to the girls. They were standing by the outdoor kitchen counter... sort of leaning on each other and holding hands... their highball glasses filled with what he hoped was more cola than rum... Ethan nearly dropped the pan when the girls turned to each other and shared a very erotic kiss.
"I see you two are getting along well." Ethan joked.
Diane was the first to respond: "Why yes... we've learned that we share a lot of the same interests." she said with a bit of sultry tone. Ethan could have sworn she looked at his crotch as she said that.
"So, do you want to catch me up on what you two have been talking about?" Ethan asked.
Again, Diane was the first to respond: "I told her everything Ethan." she stated calmly. "I told her about Chet and I told her what a good brother you've been to me." "I also told her that I knew about your little office escapade yesterday." Diane said with a wink.
"And I think you might be in trouble for spilling the beans about that." Ling added. "Of course, from what I hear, the first clue she got didn't come from your mouth."
To say that I was speechless is way too much of an understatement. I mean, you don't just tell everyone that you are sleeping with your sister. Heck, you don't tell anyone!
"Uhh... so you know that Diane and I uh...?" I stammered.
