The characters in this story are all over eighteen and the age of consent, sex if it happens is consensual. UK English is the rule: if the spellings Mum, arse or colour annoy you, don't go any further, for the rest of you enjoy.
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Shortly after midnight a taxi arrived outside, but Maria and Lola were both deeply sleep, so they missed their Mother's return. Julia opened the door and carried her small case into the kitchen. Locking the door and putting on the small light over the oven. Kicking her shoes off she sat at the table and massaged her feet. Smiling she stood and hefted her case from the floor, turned off the light and walking quietly she made her way to the stairs.
Depositing the bag by her bed, she undressed and pulled on a short nightdress, found her slippers and padded to the bathroom. Sitting down she sighed as she released a thick stream of piss into the toilet, patiently waiting for it to die away. She half stood and passed a piece of tissue from the front of her pussy to her anus. She dropped the used paper into the toilet and flushed. Straightening she came to the washbasin and washed her hands and cleaned her teeth.
Walking back to her bedroom, she paused at the girls room. slowly opening the door she peered in. The pale moonlight showed both girls naked in Lola's large bed, Maria's bed lay made up but unused. Draped across each other they lay soundlessly dreaming, their hands touching. Julia, felt a tear well up and withdrew from the room, finding a tissue on her bedside table she wiped her eyes and blew her nose. Perhaps it was this or another sound, but her bedroom door opened and both girls appeared and came to their Mother for a hug and a kiss. they sat either side of her on the bed and asked how her visit had gone, how was Auntie Vikki and their cousins. Julia placed an arm around the girls and gave them a brief outline of her visit and said they would talk more tomorrow. They kissed her again and slipped off to bed.
Julia came down in the morning to find both girls showered and dressed. They had begun breakfast and she could smell eggs cooking and rolls warming. She watched the girls efficiently and carefully lay the table and set out the preserves and fresh butter. Smiling she clapped her hands and they turned and smiled as she entered the kitchen. Sitting her down they produced fresh coffee and fruit juice and joined her for breakfast.
Once breakfast was over they joined her in the garden, as the warm sun bathed the area and the scents of the flowers and scrubs began to appear.
They sat in the long swing chair and gently moved the seat backwards and forwards..
"So Mother, how is Aunt Vikki really?" said Lola, eyeing her Mother.
"She's well but, oh dear!l Jose is not as well as I expected, he is very sick and poor Vikki is at her wits end. The Doctors don't know what's wrong with him and he seems to be weaker every day." Julia sniffed and Maria patted her knee.
"Mum," said Lola, "Do you need to go back and take care of Auntie Vikki, sounds like she needs you there too,"
"I would go, but Vikki is insistent she can cope, your cousins Alba and Christina are helping out and taking care of the house so Vikki can nurse poor Jose, so I would feel a bit in the way."
"But you're very worried aren't you?" Maria said.
"More than I can say, I need to think for a moment as there's something I need to say and I must somehow put it in the right way."
Maria and Lola looked across their Mother and shared a "What" moment with their eyes, Julia unaware sat back and reached for their hands.
"You know that Vikki, Jose and I go back a long, long way, we were children together and Vikki and Jose moved to their home many years ago."
"Yes Mum," the girls chorused, confused on where this was leading.
"Well, they had to move because the family disowned them, Mum and Dad refused to have anything to do with them. Your Grandparents refused to acknowledge Alba and Christina, never sent a birthday present, Christmas present, or anything."
Julia looked at the girls with tears in her eyes,
"Vikki, Jose and I were Brother and Sisters, but Jose and Vikki were so much closer to each other than to me. Oh they loved me, their little sister, but they were in love. Mum and Dad threw them out, there was a huge row, I was about sixteen, Vikki was nineteen and Jose was twenty two. My world fell apart, the most precious things to me were torn away. I didn't know what to do. My parents told me that they were cutting off the cancer of their deviant children. they called them animals, depraved, perverts. They gave them two days to leave before Dad contacted the Guarda Civil to arrest them. Luckily Jose had been planning to leave and just accelerated the moment. They left without word and disappeared. I never saw them for four long years.
I had just about given up hope when a note came to say there was a parcel for me to collect. So I walked into town and the parcel was Jose and Vikki, I was overjoyed, we cried and kissed and hugged. They swore me to secrecy but gave me their address, it was the house where they still live. And I would write and phone when I could and keep them up to date with the family. They came to Mamma's funeral, but hid and laid flowers after everyone else had gone. Papa saw them there the next day but he didn't remove them, in fact I saw him pick them up and kiss them, before laying them back down on the grave."
Julia began to cry quietly and tears fell from Maria's eyes. They held their Mother tightly and continued to rock the seat with their heels.
"When Papa died they came back openly, as brother and sister, returning from their homes re-united in grief with their families, they met Jao and they liked him and he them. We four had fun then, just before you were conceived Lola. I was with my family again, it was beautiful. You and Alba played together, then Christina came along, then you Maria. But then my world imploded. Jao became ill. Vikki came to stay for a while, but she had to go home, Jose could only take so much time off before he had to go back to work. After your Father died, they came and packed our bags and we had three wonderful months with them. They helped me to get my life back in order, to realise I had Jao around me all the time, in you two, his wonderful gift to me for ever."
Tears streamed down their faces and the swinging stopped as they held each other and lost themselves in the grief of their loss.
"Now my dear brother is dying and my beautiful sister is falling apart. Alba and Christina are just about coping but they too are losing faith in the doctors ability to cure Jose. I don't know what to do, how to help. What is to be done!"
Maria considered her Mother for a few minutes, then looking at Lola said, "Is uncle Jose well enough to travel? could they not come here, where the sun is warmer and they can relax in the clean air."
"Yes," said Lola, "we could clear out the spare room and there would be room for them here. Mum, you saw that Maria and I are sharing a bed, well perhaps Alba and Christina could come here."
Julia looked at the girls, "Perhaps I could share your room, I'm single and it would be fine with me if you wouldn't mind?"
"Mum, are you worried about us, you know, sharing the bed. We're kind of nearly lovers but not, sort of, oh how can I put this, we enjoy each others company and we enjoy being together, we love each other, but well we don't actually , ohh, we haven't really make love that often."
"Well somethings changed in the last two days, and may I say for the better, you both have smiles a mile wide and you seem very comfortable with each other. I saw you in bed last night, you could have been six and nine again. Look, if it will be a problem I'll sleep somewhere else. I don't want to cramp your style. if you two need privacy then I'll sleep in the shower."
