Relative Heat: Siblings
Anonymous
Publisher: Lot's Cave, Inc.
Summary
DESCRIPTION: Most men chase women. Some, though, chase their sisters... It has been said that every person has some dark passion within their soul -- some hidden secret, desire or whim that may never surface to be seen by even the closest confidante. Such a secret can be evil or sinister, or it may be trivial and trite. Read these six stories of startling brother sister incest secrets. EXCERPT: I turned the towel in on itself, pressed it to her sex, then stretched out beside her. I’d just opened my mouth to speak when we heard my wife call out for me. I groaned, my eyes closing. She laughed softly. “Perfect timing.” I reached for my briefs, and had just settled them around my waist when she pulled the door open. “Seriously?” Marie patted the bed beside her, and though Stephanie rolled her eyes, she joined us, her gaze settling on the towel. “You’re incorrigible.” Marie held a hand out to her, then waited patiently while, again, Stephanie rolled her eyes. She acquiesced, as she always does, with a frustrated sigh. “Lesbians are icky, Marie.” She laughed, and for a few long moments the three of us watched as Marie toyed with Stephanie’s fingers. They really are very fond of each other. Stephanie broke the silence. “Not sure how I feel about you sneaking around with my man.” Marie tugged on one long, thin finger. “I’m PMSing.” She frowned. “Poor baby.” Marie pushed her lip out, making us laugh. Stephanie raised a brow at me. “How long has she been here?” I shrugged. “Twenty minutes?” “So, at least half an hour?” Marie laughed. Stephanie turned her raised brow on her. “Maybe twenty five.” Stephanie nodded. “Come on, lover boy, back to work.” I reached for my pants. Marie rubbed her foot on Stephanie’s thigh. “Rub my feet?” “What is it with you and your lesbian tendencies?” Her brow went up. “I’m a lesbian for wanting you to rub my feet?” She sighed dramatically, but she began to knead her foot. Marie wiggled against the mattress, a pretty smile curving her lips. Stephanie laughed soundlessly. “You are too adorable.” She wiggled her toes. “You love me.” Her gaze shifted to the towel. “Your brother loves you; I put up with you.”