sharingsisters

They say that one time is an accident, two times is a coincidence, and three times is a pattern. But that's not always true.

For instance, it's really hard to brush off "I seduced my older sister's college-age girlfriend" as an accident. And it's really hard to brush off "I seduced my older sister's college-age girlfriend twice" as just a coincidence.

But Jeanne can't help it. Her sister Annie has been away at college nearly all year; Jeanne got used to using her things when she was gone. And now that Annie had been home over the summer break working a temporary job and brought her girlfriend to meet her family, well...

Really, it's not her fault. She's a striking young woman, slim and blonde and feminine and beautiful. She catches eyes of men and women everywhere she goes. Is it any wonder that Annie's girlfriend's eyes had started wandering? Of course it isn't. And when she sees someone looking at her - someone who she spends most of the day alone with, because Jeanne is on her own summer vacation - she can't help but want to indulge in that gaze.

And she had indulged in it, all right. Gaze and hands and lips and tongue and more besides.

But it had just been a one-time thing, Annie's girlfriend had made clear. Jeanne and Annie look like sisters, after all. Sure, Annie is taller and a little more muscular and her boobs are bigger and she wears her hair much shorter, but there's still an undeniable similarity. It's understandable that she'd err once, but just once.

Only once.

At least until Jeanne had gone for a swim in their backyard pool and seen that Annie's girlfriend had been sneaking peaks at her in her bikini out the window.

Because now Jeanne is straddling her sister's girlfriend's lap on the couch in the living room, still wearing that same bikini, her hand brushing the older girl's shoulder.

"C'mon... Annie won't be home for like two hours. Nobody's gonna find us."