*Happiness is never truly owned; we borrow it and if we are lucky, we lend it to others*
*Thanks to Shawhollow for his editing work on this chapter*
*Some people have asked me about the character of Heidi so I felt an explanation might help. Heidi is the great enabler of this story; she sparks the chemistry between Joshua and Sienna. She'll do the same with Natalie. Heidi is the 'outsider' you can tell your dirty little secret to because she has her own dirty little secrets. She gets her time in the story and her background is part of it but her background is also about family and what can go wrong, yet become right. In the end this is an incest story where Heidi starts out as an oddball addition but grows to become as much Sienna's daughter and a sister to Joshua and Natalie. Now that's incest in my mind.*
(Late Night)
I woke up to the realization that it was pitch black and that Heidi had slipped away. Mom, as was her apparent pattern, was snoring softly while lying on her stomach. Heidi's clothing drawers were untouched so it was unlikely she had left. I got out of bed and padded over to the bathroom – no Heidi – then to the hallway. She stood at the far end near the foot of the stairs looking out the long narrow window into the back yard.
"Hey," I whispered to her before I gently wrapped her up in my arms.
"Have you had several girlfriends?" she asked me a minute later.
"Let me think...eleven, starting when I was sixteen – Sylvia Dupree was my first," I answered. "She spent her senior year at a high school in France with her parents. Last I heard she was working for the French National Rail Service as a systems engineer."
"Oh," Heidi said in a small voice.
"It would suck if we were still together," I kissed the top of her head. She looked up and over her shoulder for the answer.
"She never made me feel as lucky as I do right now," I smiled.
"But she's been to college and has a good job," Heidi hrumpfed, "I bet she was beautiful too."
"She was very attractive , I'm not going to lie to you, but she also had the bad habit of always having to be right even if we both knew she was wrong," I kissed her nose, "That crap gets old fast, believe me."
"You should have told me she was hideous," Heidi wiggled her butt against me.
"We have to trust each other so no lying," I directed the next kiss to her right eyebrow.
"Never?" she questioned.
"Good point; 85% truth," I offered. "All ladies need to keep some secrets."
"I can do that," she said after a moment's hesitation then, "What would you lie to me about?" she prodded me. 'Women,' I thought.
"Certainly when I tell you that you are safe from my attentions, you had better believe you are not safe," I teased. I also moved my hands up and cupped each breast.
"Aren't you going to grow tired of me?" Heidi just kept coming and I'd had enough.
"What's really wrong, Love?" I asked.
"If I did a bad thing – a really bad thing, would you punish me as badly as I deserve?" Heidi turned around and buried her forehead into my chest.
"Stop it," I put my foot down. "Our relationship is real, Heidi. Don't play games with me."
"Joshua, I'm married," she sobbed as she scratched the surface of some deep, horrific wound. 'Oh hell,' I tried not to gulp.
"I can accept that," I sighed. "Do you want to divorce this person? I'd like to consider marriage at some point time when I want to take that step for us?" I was really gauging her idea of remarrying and her commitment to us. I liked what I felt from her breathing and pulse.
"Joshua, I made a lousy wife," she choked out the words along the same vein of pain.
"I don't care what kind of wife you made for some guy I've never met," I told her. "I want you, I will fight for you and I'm not going to let you go without a struggle."
"I..." she mumbled.
"Mom thinks you are great and Natalie already sees you as a close friend – and that's pure you, Heidi," I confided. "You made my family appreciate you and that's no small feat," though mostly conjecture.
Heidi looked up at me for almost a minute.
"Keep it up Joshua, you are making me feel good about myself," she gave a wane grin.
"Well, you helped bring me and my Sienna together," I continued. "You moved so seamlessly that I was aroused by my mother with minimal pointless regrets."
"These are not meaningless things Heidi; you've changed the way I think and for the better," I concluded.
"Plus you like to have sex with me," Heidi asserted.
"Well – yes, when I get tired of using hand lotion," I sighed and rolled my eyes heaven ward. Heidi beat her forehead against my chest.
"Come here," Sienna motioned from the bedroom door, "come here Baby," she opened her arms and beckoned Heidi forward with her hands. I pivoted and pushed Heidi toward her. She stumbled slightly then ran into Sienna's embrace. "I'm your Mother now," she cooed as she wrapped Heidi up in a powerful hug that drove Heidi's chin into Sienna's cavernous cleavage.
"My Mother sold me when I was fourteen," Heidi mumbled.
"Do you think I'd ever sell any of my children no matter what the price?" Sienna asked softly. Heidi hesitated, still grappling with her own demons. "You know I consider you a daughter now?" Heidi lowered her head and sobbed. "What does your heart say, Precious?"
"I don't know," Heidi hiccupped hesitantly.
"Then you take your time to work things out Heidi," Sienna rocked Heidi back and forth. "There is no deadline on family." She guided Heidi back to bed and I followed along once I was sure I had committed this instance to memory. Heidi was mine now and that meant if someone might be coming, I had to find them and stomp them flat first. The safety of all my women was paramount. I'd earned my treasures, damn it.
(Morning)
By our new custom, I cooked, Sienna cleaned the dishes and Heidi kept up the conversation – it seemed I got my stoicism from my Mother – and would give me a fantastic blowjob while I sat at my computer and attempted to go through my e-mails and fire off some replies (without firing off too early myself).
Sienna was relaxing somewhat; allowing me to come up behind her and nibble on her earlobe before driving Heidi into an unexpected work day. She was covering the day for the boss so she could get Saturday off. I became a lodestone to Heidi as she opened the shop. She'd perform a task or two only to run back and give me a hug. I was hardly a psychologist but I could tell she needed help and reassurance.
"Heidi, you have lunch at one?" I asked.
"One-thirty," she corrected sheepishly.
"Fine, we are going shopping then so figure where we can some food to go as well," I instructed.
"May I ask what we are shopping for?" she asked obsequiously.
"Leashes. I think I want to lead you around on a leash in the morning so you can't wander off," which was total bullshit. Heidi was like my shadow in the mornings. She took baby-steps toward me and unlike previous hugs this was slow and cautious but all the warmer because of it. "We are going to need some specific paddles as well."
"Yes Joshua," she purred. "I'm sorry I'm so naughty."
"What; you think I didn't see you ready to scamper off and play with Sienna this morning," I chastised Heidi. "I saw Mom looking at you; too, and leading you on so she's getting some extra attention when I get home, too." The look in her eyes told me she hoped I didn't get all my imaginary vengeance out of the way before she got home and shared in the action.
"Take care Love," I slowly pulled away, went to the car and headed downtown. I had to move the process along getting my Concealed Firearm Permit. After that, I returned home, worked on some projects, then went down to where Mom was working out. We kept checking each other out as we built up good sheens of sweat.
(Relearning Sienna)
"Sienna," I spoke out loud. She looked over at me, sat up from the bench press then stood. I brought her to the chest fly and Mom instinctively stretched out her arms. I slipped out of my shoes, socks and took off my shirt while she smiled at me. I put down the socks on the bench between Mom's outstretched legs.
I scooted until we were face to face, we kissed, and she smiled and looked down. I hooked my thumbs under her shirt and rolled the sweaty thing up. Sienna raised her arms, finishing removing her shirt while I went back for the sports bra. Only when that was thrown to the floor did I use each sock to bind each of her outstretched wrists to each equipment arm.
I feasted on her nipples as I completed the task.
"Close your eyes Sienna," I ordered. There was this special little smile as she did so. I worked off her shoes, socks and pants – she'd gone commando. As I pulled off each article of clothing, I traced my fingers over her flesh with the occasional lick as well.
I wasn't sure what Sienna thought with me sneaking off for a few seconds but she didn't feel me until I hoisted her hips up so that she was sitting on my thighs, my cock between us. I bowed my body several times, sucking in one tit then the other. I would twirl the areola and withdraw onto the tip before switching. Right when I had Sienna hooked I picked up my torture for the moment and took aim.
Sienna had purloined one of those water bottles with the artificial ice core so this was truly cold water. I squirted the nipple I had just left and Sienna gasped and hopped in my lap. She almost spoke but one of our rules for her was silence unless she raised a finger for attention. I set the bottle aside and turned my attention to fingering her slit lightly while still sucking her nipples.
