“I’m sorry, look if I move out and we go back to the clinic, you and Amy will have more time together,” I said reasonably.
“I miss us too, me and you. We used to hang out together all the time if Amy was working, and now we don’t. I don’t want you to move out, but I feel like I’m on my own and losing my wife and brother,” she said frustratedly.
“Maybe we could do more stuff together,” I said reassuringly.
“What do you mean, stuff?” Sarah asked exaggerating the work stuff.
“I just meant the movies or bowling, anything,” I said quickly. Had she thought I meant it as an innuendo?
“Maybe, yer that would be nice,” Sarah reached across the table and held my hand.
“I don’t want to go back to the clinic, I still think you this is our best chance. It just seems like you two are taking longer, enjoying it more each time. It’s hard not knowing what’s going on,” Sarah said quietly pulling her hand away.
“I’m not worried she’s enjoying it with you more than me. She told me that’s not the case and I believe her,” she continued.
I was surprised Sarah was being so open with me. We usually could talk
about anything, but this was very personnel even for us. Part of me felt irrationally annoyed that Amy enjoyed sex with Sarah more.
“It’s just not knowing what’s going on, your head plays tricks,” she said as she started clearing up.
“I’m so grateful for what you’ve done over the last few months. You’ve made Amy feel so comfortable about everything,” Sarah said.
I helped her take the dirty plates to the kitchen and started stacking the dishwasher. I remembered that Sarah started bothering Dad up the day before when she was about to do something he wouldn’t like. It looked a lot how this felt. I decided to test my theory.
“I get that not seeing it would make your mind play tricks. Maybe we should get a camera so you can watch, then at least you would know,” I joked.
“Or maybe I should just be in the room,” Sarah said timidly.
“You want to sit in the room and watch us?” I asked trying to clarify the situation.
“Well yer, maybe that would make me feel part of it all,” she said more confidently. She wasn’t making eye contact now.
“I don’t know, isn’t that a bit strange,” I joked. Sarah laughed a little.
“I know, why don’t you just join in,” I joked again, laughing.
“Ok,” Sarah quickly replied, staring at me, gauging my reaction.
I gulped. My mind was reeling, was this an elaborate joke? Or maybe she was trying to test me, see if I would want to keep want Amy and I did private.
“Just to be clear, what are we talking about?” I asked nervously.
“You tell me, want are you offering?”Sarah said inquisitively, with a hint of teasing.
My mind was on fire. What was happening? Was my sister asking me to invite her to join me and Amy in a threesome? No, I didn’t think so, we had talked about our fantasies. We both agreed they were fine as long as they stayed in your head.
“Well, if you’re just sitting in the corner of the room. It might be a bit awkward. It would feel like we were on stage,” I said slowly watching Sarah’s expression closely. She just looked at me with an interested expression.
“If you were involved somehow, say warming Amy up. then you would feel part of it,” I suggested, holding my breath for her response.
“Yer I think that would help,” Sarah said reservedly.
“0k, good,” I said awkwardly.
I put on the tv and Sarah and I sat and watched a film together. The film had a love scene between an attractive young couple.
“How do you feel about us both, you know, naked in the same room?” Sarah asked casually.
“I don’t know, it will be kind of strange I guess. We could turn the lights off but might not know who’s who,” I laughed trying to be funny but Sarah just sat there thinking. After a while, she looked at me and said.
“I may have an idea. Remember that masquerade ball Amy and I went to last year,”
I remembered well. They both wore beautiful big busted gowns and tight corsets. They also wore masks, one a rabbit the other a cat. Made of lace, leather and fake fur.
“Yer what about it,” I said
“Well we still have the masks maybe if we put them on it will make it easier. I remember it made us feel like different people for the night.” Sarah said a little excitedly
“You never know might be fun. I know this whole thing is proper crazy. Perhaps we should try and enjoy it a bit, but not too much,” she added the last bit quietly.
After that, we talked about normal things, and it felt like the atmosphere had cleared a little. When Amy came home I made myself scarce, hiding in my room to give them time to talk.
That night should have been another sex night. but with everything up in the air, and emotions running high we all went to bed. The next day at work I got a message from Sarah. She had spoken to Amy and they wanted to try out the new arrangement tonight if I was still cool with it. I waited a few hours to respond, I didn’t want to appear too keen.
I couldn’t keep my mind on work the rest of the day. I kept fantasising about tonight. Thinking Sarah would be there made me excited but also nervous. They say you should never meet your hero, I wondered if it was the same with fantasies. Reality could never live up to the fantasy, could it? I had a few wanks at work to calm the frisky nerves.
That night we had a meal together as usual and watched a film. The talk flowed freely but there was some nervous tension. The same tension as the first night.
After the film finished Sarah said she was going to go and freshen up.
I wanted to talk to Amy about what was about to happen. We hadn’t had time to talk since their argument, but before I could say a word she got up and followed Sarah.
I waited downstairs for a while not knowing what the right thing to do was. Sarah hadn’t said anything about how tonight was going to happen. I guessed we would be in their room but didn’t want to just barge in. Maybe they were already getting started.
After thirty minutes I went up to have a quick shower, then waited again downstairs in my dressing gown. Maybe Sarah wanted to get Amy warmed up without me? My phone buzzed, it was a message from Sarah, it said: “we’re ready when you are.”
I felt a bit sick, with a mixture of nerves and excitement. It was easier when I was already in the room waiting for Amy. Climbing the stairs I went to turn the hallway light on but thought better of it. I stood outside their bedroom door. On the door handle hung the masquerade mask of a fox, fake orange and white fur with a black nose. Putting it on, I wondered what I would find on the other side of the door. My heart was thumping, I opened the door slowly. The room filled with red light.
I couldn’t see Sarah anywhere, she must me In the en-suite. Amy was laying on the bed, completely naked. I closed the door and just stood there surveying the scene.
Amy and I had only ever had sex in near-complete darkness. Aside from a quick glimpse of her in the bathroom, I hadn’t seen her naked body in so much detail. The red light illuminated her allowing me to see every feminine curve. She wore a masquerade style bunny mask, that partially concealed her face. The rest of her exquisite form lay bare.