Rosemary got home late after her shift at work. Lily and I went about the rest of our day as if nothing had happened. Despite the guilt and sexual tension hanging in the air we got along well, we chatted easily but there was no extended conversation. I felt bad for cheating, and she gave me time for contemplation. I wondered if things would be so easygoing if the sister's roles were reversed. Would Rosemary give me space as Lily had? Or would she want answers to the questions forming in her mind?
I knew I had to talk with Rosemary about what I had done, but I was feeling divided on the urgency of that conversation. The honorable thing to do, of course, was to confess as soon as Rosemary got home from work that night. She was fierce at the best of times and this would set her off in a way I had never experienced. I tried to formulate an adequate confession in my mind, but another thought kept creeping in. A far more dishonorable one.
Instead of confessing, I could take Rosemary upstairs and sweet-talk my way into her pants with the memory of her sister still fresh in my mind. What better way was there to find out who had a better pussy? It sounded barbaric, but this wasn't a passing thought, I had been thinking about it since Lily and I fucked earlier that day.
I had been living with Rosemary for over a year now. I couldn't say that we truly loved each other, there was a real connection between us. I didn't feel good about jerking her around for an extended period, but I wasn't ready to face her anger tonight.
I had long accepted the fact that a twin sister threesome was a mere fantasy. Fucking both sisters in the same day might be the closest I would ever come to this dream, but could I really fuck Rosemary before telling her what I had done with her sister?
I knew the answer to that question as soon as she got home. Rosemary was tired from work and announced she was going to bed. Even after work, she looked as radiant as ever. She wore blue jeans with a t-shirt and had her hair in a top-knot ponytail. She seemed to glow with every bit of beauty she had that night. This caused the guilt to bite down harder on me, it would have been easier somehow if she had been looking disheveled. Maybe that was just my inner asshole talking though.
“Are you going to stay up, Jake?” She gave me a subtle look; it wasn't quite a smile, but I knew her well enough to know it was a good sign. We said goodnight to Lily and I tried to sound absent-minded when I spoke to cover any possible tracks that might be picked up on later. A brief look that might have been jealousy passed over Lily's face after Rosemary turned away, I felt something stir within me at the sight of her uneasiness, but I dismissed the thought and turned to follow Rosemary.
My libido was still on fire from the afternoon's activities with Lily and it kept my conscience at bay while I focused on the task at hand. Rosemary and I chatted about her shift at work while we got ready for bed, I lied about having an uneventful afternoon with Lily as I stripped down to my boxers. Rosemary was wearing her blue panties, while they weren't the sexiest underwear in the world, they were her go-to pair for when she wanted to look good but was too self-conscious for genuine lingerie. I don't think she was wearing them in the morning when we woke up, she must have changed into them while I was brushing my teeth. This was a good sign.
We got into bed and I started right away with a massage, I began with her lower back and worked my hands down to her butt. She groaned softly as my fingers worked her thigh muscles, normally I would take my time with her whole body, but tonight I was in a rush so I made my intentions clear.
I slowly moved a finger down between her legs. As I got closer to her vulva, she gave no resistance. I stroked the edge of her labia over her panties, and I got the sign I was looking for.
“Mmm,” the tiniest little moan hummed out of her mouth and I knew she wanted more. She spread her legs wider for me and I slipped a finger under her panties to feel if she was wet, she reacted with louder moaning that made me hard in anticipation.
I gently fingered her while I listened to her moaning. It was a pleasant sound but my patience was strained to its limits, I pulled my hand out from between her legs and flipped her over onto her back. She squealed in surprise and excitement, she loved being manhandled and I could see how horny she was by the look in her eyes.
“Take your panties off. Right now!” I spoke with a demanding tone and she removed them immediately with an eager look on her face. I took my boxers off and climbed on top, I let her feel the weight of my body while I kissed her. She spread her legs for me as I lifted my pelvis and positioned myself to penetrate but I just pushed the tip in. I kissed her for about ten more seconds while I delayed, she eventually broke off the kiss and spoke in a desperate tone.
“Stop teasing me, Jake. I'm so tired and I need this!” She gave me a look that was halfway between anger and anticipation. I chuckled at her in the deepest voice I could muster before I pushed the full length inside her. Her gasping reminded me of her sister, the look in her eyes was intense as I slowly stretched her out with a few long strokes.
“Oh, yes!” was all that Rosemary could manage to say in between gasps and moans. She wore a white tank top and I knew better than to ask her to take it off, such requests were usually a buzz-kill for her and would cause her enthusiasm levels to plummet. I had learned to live without the sight of her bare breasts.
'She doesn't have much to look at anyhow.' Once again the voice of my inner asshole was anything but helpful. I tried to push the memory of Lily's big, soft boobs out of my mind, but it was a struggle. I looked deep into Rosemary's eyes to get back into the moment. She stared so deeply into my own that I feared she could see my guilty conscience in them.
It took some mental effort to ignore the guilt I felt when I looked at her. She had been too tired to clean the makeup off her face from work, it was slightly smudged in some places but she still looked beautiful. I focused on her face as I slowly worked each of us toward an orgasm. My stamina was holding out nicely and I could tell that she was closer than I was. I wanted to extend things a bit so I told her to switch to a spooning position but she gave me an annoyed look.
“I'm so close, Jake. Just keep going.” Her voice told me she wouldn't be convinced otherwise. I hated it when she got this way, she could be so boring when she got within sight of an orgasm. A million complaints rushed through my head but I tried to dismiss them.
Normally this didn't anger me as much as it did at that moment, but the knowledge that Lily was downstairs and willing to do anything I asked of her was like salt on an open wound. I started to fuck her harder while I focused on my orgasm, but I was even further from it now.
Her moaning became more urgent, she dug her fingernails into my shoulders as she called out much louder than she intended. I hoped that Lily hadn't heard it, but it would have been near impossible to miss Rosemary's cries at that point.
“Oh, Jake. I'm cumming!” She cried out as the sensations became too much for her, I pushed myself in deep as the feeling swept over her. I could watch Rosemary cum any day of the week, she looked sweet and slutty at the same time and I loved watching the sensations play out on her face. She dug her nails into me harder as she climaxed.
After she was finished I rolled off her and she reached down to pick up her panties from the floor where she put them. I was slowly jerking off, hoping that she would notice and help me finish. When she ignored me, I asked her if she would suck me off but she gave a look that didn't inspire hope for my chances.
“I'm so tired, Jake. I'm not in the mood for a blowjob.” She rolled over towards me and started to give my balls a half-assed rub, but she was already falling asleep as she clumsily groped at them.
“Don't bother, “ I said with a huff as I got out of bed, I put on some pajama pants and an under-shirt as I stormed out of the bedroom.
“Ok, I'm sorry. I'm just too tired right now, I'll make it up to you.” Her reply infuriated me because I knew it was a lie, and it wasn't the first time she had left me hanging. I wanted to tell her off but decided it was best to leave it for now, I didn't want to invite any arguments for obvious reasons. Rosemary was already half asleep anyways so it wouldn't be worth the effort.
'This is why I cheated on you...' I killed the thought before I could finish thinking it, I was too worked up to ponder it all. I needed to get my shit together and decide on how to fix this mess but my head was all twisted up with conflicting emotions.