"So, what does everyone think?" I smiled with satisfaction as everyone else looked on. I knew them all so well that I anticipated their reaction, but I still wanted to hear them praise me. It had been a lot of work and I felt that I deserved some appreciation.
"You already know what I think," Dillan also smiled as she gave me a reassuring hug. We're always on the same page and have been since Day One. Her blue eyes twinkled with the amusement I knew she was already feeling. We've always been able to pick up on each other's vibes.
"You're absolutely right, it's gorgeous, but can we afford it?" Gigi piped up. "Not all of us are big-time soap opera stars," she commented, referring to Dillan's recent success on the small screen.
"Gigi makes a good point," Monica added. "I'm just a clerk in a lingerie store, it will be a few more years yet before I earn my degree in fashion design."
Rex nodded thoughtfully, as was his way. "Yeah, the girls are right. I haven't made detective yet, I'm still just a simple beat cop," he commented. "Gigi and Mon are right and this place is beautiful, but I'm pretty sure gorgeous costs a pretty penny."
Raymond nodded, deep in thought, as was his way. "It is a spectacular home and it looks to be a great neighborhood. I'm still only an associate professor; I don't see how we can possibly swing the asking price."
"You all worry too much," Dillan sighed in her usual way. "Don't you all know by now that Matty always has a plan?" She looked over at me with confidence. "You do Matty, don't you?" Dillan is the only person on this planet who can get away with calling me "Matty", for reasons I will divulge later.
"Of course I do," I responded, bolstering her confidence in me. I've always appreciated Dillan's support; it is one of the many factors for my unwavering love for her. "Do you want to hear it now or would you all prefer to wait until later, after we've seen the inside of the house?"
Just as I would have expected, the girls responded "now" and the guys wanted to wait until later and think things over. As was their usual wont, the men ceded to the ladies. They knew what would happen if the girls didn't get their way, as did I. Years of experience have taught me that if you make concessions here and there, the rewards you get in return far exceed any temporary loss that you might experience.
We went inside the home and I let the others look around. I knew that once the four of them saw what it had to offer, it would be a done deal. Dillan and I had already seen the place and made our joint decision. The home was large, spacious, well-appointed and in an area known to be safe and crime-free. While I knew that Rex could be stubborn and Gigi often worried too much, neither of them would be fools enough to pass up this stately home -- especially with the ace I had up my sleeve.
"A person could get
very
noisy in here," Monica conceded. "It's so well-built that you likely wouldn't hear much of anything." I nodded, as Dillan and I had already thought of that and put that theory to the test.
The girls were looking around the house, running around, their high heels clicking on the expensive tiled flooring. All that I could think of was all of the fun we'd soon be having once we moved in to this stately paradise. One by one, they all lined up and looked at me. "We want it," Gigi smiled, acting as the spokesperson for everyone else. "Whatever we have to do to make it work, we all want in!"
"I'm glad to hear that you've all come to your senses," I commented, feeling Dillan's grip on my arm. "What you need to understand is that I got us an
incredible
deal on this place." I explained the deal I had brokered with the seller and heard the collective
thunk
of four jaws hitting the floor all at once.
Needless to say, with the deal I had obtained for us as a realtor, the house was a steal. My siblings and I moved in a month later.
Oh, did I not mention the other five are my sisters and brothers --
all
of us twins? Sorry, it must have slipped my mind.
Dillan, an actress and rising starlet, is my fraternal twin. Gigi and Monica are the middle children and are identical blonde twins. Rex and Raymond -- he hates being called Ray for some reason none of us have ever fathomed -- are the youngest, sandy-haired and also identical twins.
Twins run in our family. Both of our parents are twins. So it came as no surprise to our mom when she found out she was expecting twins, Dillan and myself. It did surprise her a bit that we were fraternal, not identical. That wasn't the norm in our family. When she had two more sets, they followed the rules. Leave it up to Dillan and myself to buck those rules like we rebelled against everything else in life.
Like that stodgy old rule that says that members of the family shouldn't have sex with each other.
Yes, you are getting the gist of it. I am Dillan's lover, but I'm not her only lover. She's had sex with all of our brothers and sisters. I'm a tad more conservative and have only fucked her, Gigi and Monica. I do love my younger brothers, just not in that way.
Dillan and I have always been joined at the hip. When my sister began to show signs of being the beauty she now is, I admit it, I got freaked out a little. I became possessive and didn't want her dating any other guys. She wasn't helping matters much by her manner of dress. She favored short skirts, shorts and high heels with tight or low-cut blouses. With her wavy dark hair and blue eyes, she got me horny. If she had offered, I would have gone to bed with her and fucked her any way she wanted. It didn't matter that I was a virgin at that point; I would learn anything and everything I needed to please my gorgeous "big" (10 minutes) sister. It made my blood boil to think of her fucking some lucky guy.
When my sister asked one afternoon why I was being so sullen and moody, I finally confessed my desire for her. Dillan soon set me straight, but not in the way you might be thinking.
"You're an absolute ass," Dillan said angrily as she poked a slender finger into my chest. "Don't you know that I'd never let any man besides you be my first? I've been waiting for you to make a move -- I guess I waited too long," she sighed. To my astonishment, she slid out of the tiny crop-top and booty shorts she had been wearing. In front of me, wearing only a tiny thong and a huge smile, was my sexy sister. "Well -- are you going to just stand there or are you finally going to get up the courage to
fuck
me?" She demanded. She turned on her heels in that way that she has and walked away from me. I thought that she was heading for her bedroom or mine, but instead, she entered our parents' bedroom.
I was soon to discover that one of my sister's little quirks is that she gets off on doing things she isn't supposed to. I guess that is true of all of our family, but I didn't know that at the time. She was stretched out on the bed like some sexy feline and I made my way over to her. There wasn't a doubt in my mind, no qualms about the incest. I wanted to fuck her, she wanted me to fuck her, that was that.
We went at it like two starving people at a buffet. When we started having sex, we did it the way most people do, standard missionary. It was good, it was erotic and it was a bit messy. I didn't last long and neither did Dillan. We had both wanted this for so long that we orgasmed almost after we had started.