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I know it has been a while since my last update, hopefully this helps. It is a smaller chapter, but maybe that will work better for me and you. Who knows. Also have other stories I have been pouring myself into which you will see later. For now, enjoy!
After the intense orgasm in the bathtub, Emma helped me get out. She dried me off a bit, before my legs became too shaky. This was probably due to my condition, and the lack of blood in certain places of my body. I sat on the toilet lid, and finished drying myself, as Emma fluttered in and out of the bathroom. She was cleaning up and drying off herself from the bit of water I had somehow splashed onto her. She had put on a new bra, and replaced her panties for a new pair, while she was out of the room. I gave her a disappointed look when I saw she had put a bra back on. She smiled at me, gave me a kiss, and reassured me that it would come back off eventually.
My mind was still trying to wrap itself around what had just occurred. My sister, who as of yesterday, was still just my sister, had just given me a handjob, while topless, in her bathtub. And the best part was, she was the love of my life, and she loved me just the same. Of course it took me being rushed to the hospital to lead us down these set of events, but if it took losing a kidney to get here, then it is a trade I would make every time.
I pulled myself away from my thoughts to realize Emma had not come back into the bathroom for a hot minute. I balanced myself with an arm on the bathroom counter, and pushed myself up to a standing position. I only had a towel around me at the moment, but I still ventured out into the hallway. I could hear Emma talking in the kitchen, so I slowly made my way in that direction, trying to hear if anyone else was with her. The only voice was Emma's so I guessed that she was on the phone with somebody, probably mom.
I didn't want to bother her, but I also wanted to get some clothes on my body, so I made it over to my bedroom/basement door. I swung it open and looked down the stairs. I thought to myself that it was kinda stupid that they made a directive of my care be that I couldn't use the stairs. They weren't bad at all, plus I had a hand-rail, therefore I would be fine. I took the first step gingerly, before a hand grabbed my wrist.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Emma sternly asked. She had scared me so badly that I lost hold of the towel, and it dropped to the floor. I looked at her with wide eyes from the shock, as she stood there, phone pressed upon her shoulder.
"Emma, you scared the shit out of me." I replied.
"Good, now answer the question," she commanded as she pulled the phone back up to her ear, and spoke to the person on the other end. "No mom, Sean was just being a bad patient. He was trying to go to his room, even though he knows he's not allowed on the stairs." She looked at me, waiting for a reply. I emphasized my lack of clothes as my answer. She placed the phone back on her shoulder and spoke to me. "Yeah what about it? I like to keep you that way for a little bit." She replied with a bit of lust in her voice. All I could do was sigh and shake my head. She handed me the phone and told me she was going to get me some clothes now.
I looked at the phone like it was the black plague. I had no idea what to say to my mother. Yes, she did know about us, but how much did she know? And how much would she be okay with knowing? I could hear her voice calling out from the phone, so I had no choice but to put it to my ear.
"HELLO? Is anyone there?" My mother shouted.
"Yes mother, I am here. Alive and well." I replied.
"Well I'm glad to hear that. How are you feeling dear?"
"Well to be honest...at this moment? Nervous." I revealed.
"I bet so. Well I'm not going to go into a big thing right now, but I want you to know that the only reason I am even attempting to let this happen between you two is because I have seen the look in your eyes for so long." I scratched my head wondering what she meant by that. I took a few steps, still in the buff, over to our little loveseat and sat down.
"What do you mean mom?" I asked.
"Sean, it may sound corny, but when I first noticed you looking at your sister as more than family, I was upset. But the more and more it happened I noticed that you were so conflicted with your thoughts and the fact that you did everything to hide it let me know that it wasn't lust in your eyes. If it was any of her male schoolmates, they would probably try everything to get in her pants. But I see how you do everything to not reveal your feelings and still show her love, that convinced me you truly loved her. Then on the other hand once you saved her in the pool, Emma couldn't get you off her mind. So I knew I had two train engines headed towards each other at high speed." My mom explained.
"Well then why not just stop us?" I interjected.
"Honey, I wish I could have, but as I saw it. I could have done two things. One, forbid it, and force you guys to either sneak behind my back, or worse. Have both of you hate me and cut us out of your lives. So I chose option two, even though it's more complicated." I sat there listening very intently. "I let the two trains collide and hopefully you two make something beautiful out of this relationship, or you two find out it's just not what you envisioned and get it out of your system quickly before either of you get hurt.
I know what repercussions could befall this family if you two do eventually fall apart, but I think you two will be fine. I've seen how both of you are towards each other." My mother finished.
"I hope you're right mom, because I know that this all still feels like a dream, but I will do everything it takes to make this work."
"I know honey, I believe your sister feels the same. But, you guys do know that all of this comes with a lot of strict rules right?"
