That night, after dinner, I got into my bathing suit and went to the hot tub. I just sat in the gently swirling hot water. I didn't turn on the jets. I had expected that the twins would join me. They usually did, but instead, Mom appeared in her robe loosely cinched. She had a new sort of hybrid one-piece/bikini bathing suit on. It was very sexy. She removed her robe and posed for me briefly before stepping over the edge into the hot water. I smiled as I watched her hot body disappear below the surface. She moaned as she sank down to her neck.
We were both quietly enjoying the warmth when Mom said, "The girls confessed about their trip to your office today. Actually, I pulled their confessions when they got home. I've grounded them until the birthday party. They put you and all of us at great risk today, and they were completely oblivious. It's one thing for me to go to Jarod's office and have sex. It's a common sexual fantasy. It's quite another for siblings to be engaged in sex anywhere in public. All it takes is for a rumor to get started." She looked up at me and continued, "And shame on you for allowing it to happen. We all have to be more careful."
I chuckled and said, "Says the woman who intentionally staged a fake suck my son while fucking my husband sleepwalk session in the dark. I still don't know how we got away with that."
Mom was silent a moment and seemed to be reliving last night. She smiled and said, "I'm just as bad as you guys, but we have to stop taking such wild risks." I nodded. My guess was that her words were just that, words. She seemed to be consumed as much by the getting caught as the sex itself. The thing with the twins in my office today was just stupidity on our parts. Getting caught wasn't even part of the equation.
I told Mom about my group secretary, Ginger, listening through the wall to my office while the twins were there. "She must have heard something and maybe everything. Thankfully, she couldn't have listened into your phone call, which revealed that my visitors were my sisters." Mom nodded but she was clearly worried by the fact that we may already have a problem. I had already come to that conclusion.
Mom frowned as she worked on the problem. I watched her facial expressions and decided to lighten the mood, "What do you think? Should we have her killed?" Mom's eyes went wide for a moment before she realized that I was just kidding. She giggled and playfully punched me on the arm.
The twins joined us in their micro-bikinis and then the water splashed over the top of the hot tub as Dad climbed in. I couldn't recall if there was ever a time when all five of us were in the hot tub together. The twins related their HR visit and Dad talked briefly about his planned resolution to his secretary's problems with his hound-dog bosses. Mom hadn't known about Sylvia's problems. Mom talked about the preparations for the birthday party and asked who us kids had invited.
June responded for both of them, "We just invited Jazz, Sarah and Amber." Julie looked at me for my reaction. It seemed like anything but a coincidence that they had invited the three friends with whom I had had sex with beyond the sleepover party night. I gave Julie a tentative smile, wondering what they were up to. There wasn't a chance that this party would evolve into a sex-a-thon. Not with Dad and his sister Mary and her two daughters present.
Mom asked me who I had invited and I said, "You suggested that I invite my date from the other night and I did. She said it sounds like fun." I don't know why I didn't break the news that my date was Dad's secretary, Sylvia. Dad knew who my date was and he glanced at me with a look that told me I should tell them. Our eyes locked and I shook my head as imperceptibly as possible. He nodded with much less imperceptibility.
Mom was watching our non-verbal argument and said, "What are you two disagreeing about?" I dropped my eyes to examine my wrinkled fingers. Mom waited for one of us to speak before she asked again. I looked up at Dad and he smiled and nodded.
"My date was with Sylvia and she's my invite to the birthday party."
Mom looked at me and then Dad and said, "Your secretary, Sylvia?" Dad looked at me and nodded. "So, why the secrecy? She seems to be a nice girl. We've talked on the phone. It will be nice to meet her." A smile formed on my face and Dad just nodded.
The twins had not met Sylvia and didn't even know what Dad's secretary's name was. They knew now. Julie giggled as she looked at me and said, "Seriously? You're dating Dad's secretary? How freaky is that?" June covered her mouth with her hand and giggled too.
Mom glared at the girls and they stopped their giggling. Mom looked at me and said, "No guy friends?"
I said, "No. I thought about inviting a couple local high school friends but we haven't talked in over a year and my college friends aren't from around here."
June said, "Too bad. We could have used a few extra guys to mix in with all the single women at this party." I knew where her head was; the same place it always was.
Because the party was on Saturday, no one had mentioned that June's actual birthday was today and technically, Julie's was tomorrow. I looked across the hot tub at June and said, "Happy Birthday, June." A wide grin formed on her face; happy that someone had remembered. I looked at Julie and said, "I'll save your 'Happy Birthday' for tomorrow." Julie grinned too.
Mom and Dad both piped in with 'Happy Birthdays' and they hugged and kissed both of them. With Mom's head blocking Dad's view, June looked at me and mouthed the word, "Later." I just smiled back.
I went to bed that night wondering what 'later' meant. I only had an hour or so to wait to find out. I was awake waiting to see if Mom would fake another sleepwalking episode. I doubted that she'd be that blatant only one night later and with her caution about being more careful.
I was just about to drift off when I heard the carpet fibers crushing under feet at my doorway. In the silence of the night, the sound was distinct and recognizable. I opened my eyes just as a pair of lips pushed against mine. I expected to find Mom there, but it was June. She pulled back and whispered, "We need your help again." She looked at my digital alarm clock and whispered, "You have to come now. It's time sensitive." I had no clue as to what she was referring to as being time sensitive but I pulled the covers off and pulled on a pair of boxer shorts. She was wearing a long tee shirt that dropped to the top of her thighs. She was pulling on my hand as we moved as silently as possible down the hall and stairway. Dad was snoring loudly as we passed their room.
June pulled me into her room and closed the door behind us. There were no locks on the bedroom doors. If this was going to be like the last time I was here in the middle of the night, I wished there was a lock on the door. The nightlight between their beds revealed that Julie was sitting in her bed naked. June stripped off her tee shirt and yanked my boxer shorts down to the floor. She giggled quietly as my dick grew quickly to bounce at a forty-five-degree angle above horizontal. I reached for my cock but June beat me to it. She pulled me by my erection between their beds and pushed me back to sit down on Julie's bed. Julie got up on her knees and pushed her lips to mine while June started a great blow job, but she didn't stay there long.
June pulled back and Julie swung a leg across me lap and sat down as June guided my cock to her vagina. Julie groaned hard as she let gravity drop her all the way down my shaft. I groaned too and pushed a wrist to my mouth to squelch the sound. I expected Julie to begin fucking my cock but she just sat there muttering, "Fuck. I love this cock."
June stood and sat down beside me and said, "At eleven-fifty-eight PM, nineteen years ago, I was born and Julie was born three minutes later at twelve-oh-one AM. To celebrate, we want you to fuck us both so that we have orgasms at those times."
I laughed and said, "You two are amazing. How do you come up with these thoughts anyway? Does this mean that I keep fucking you two until the minute I was born twenty years ago?"
Julie giggled and said, "If you can keep it going for another week without being interrupted, sure." June laughed and had to squelch the sound with her hand. "I'll tell you what; you do this and we'll reciprocate at the minute of your birth twenty years ago. We'll all be at work but I'm sure we can figure something out." I chuckled and nodded at her proposition. Julie pulled herself up to the ridge of my knob and dropped herself down again. I cupped my hands over her tits and palmed her nipples as she muttered, "Fuck. I hope I can hold out that long." The digital clock on their nightstand read eleven-thirty-seven. I wasn't sure I could hold that long.