Forbidden Fantasies (Erotica)

“We have particular days a month where we allow ourselves some red meat. Steak is usually far too heavy for us, so this is a great in-between,” Amanda explained.

“Steak has nothing on this,” Mel said through a mouthful of food.

“Amelia!” Amanda scolded her sister but began laughing before she finished.

Mel swallowed and grinned at me before licking her fork clean seductively.

I helped set the table and dish out the amazing smelling meal to everyone, including Jen. I wasn’t sure why she was here, but she seemed a little different than she had the night I met her. I didn’t really have much experience with her considering our longest encounter was me fucking her into the mattress while I watched Erica finger herself in the darkness. But Mel didn’t like Jen, and I trusted her judgment when it came to her twin.

“Have you set a day with Craig yet?” Amanda asked after we all started eating.

“For what?” Erica asked.

“Nick is trying out for Craig’s band,” Amanda explained.

“Why?” Erica scoffed. “You’ve heard Nick play. He is ten times better than any of those guys. Plus, he isn’t a dickhead.”

“Agreed,” Mel said through a mouthful of food.

“They’re not that bad, Erica. And I’d appreciate it if you didn’t talk about Craig that way,” Amanda said, a touch of anger in her tone.

“Calm down, everyone,” I said, putting my fork down. “I haven’t even listened to the music Craig gave me. It can’t hurt to give it a go and see what happens.”

“Just let me know when you’re feeling comfortable to practice with them, and I can let Craig know,” Amanda smiled.

The kitchen fell silent after that, the tension almost as thick as the cheese in my dinner. Amanda shot glares at Erica from time to time when her sister wasn’t looking, and Erica rubbed my leg with her barefoot under the table. It was risky with Jen here, but it wasn’t like anyone was dropping spoons under the table and giving me a blowjob during dinner.

Well… Mel might, just to fuck with me.

After dinner, I helped Amanda clear the table and wash the dishes as usual, and as usual, she tried to get me to relax while she did it. I’d keep at it, and one day she might stop protesting.

Once the kitchen was spick-and-span once more, I headed into the living room where Jen and Emily had retreated to after dinner. The girls were talking softly when I entered, so I took a seat at the edge of the couch on Emily’s side so I didn’t intrude on their obviously private conversation. From time to time, I looked over at the two of them, expecting to see a coy smile or devious look from Jen, but I never did. She actually looked quite upset and almost like she was about to break down any second.

But she never did.

An hour later, Jen excused herself, and Emily walked her outside to her car before coming back and joining me on the couch, this time cuddling up beside me.

“What was that all about?” I asked.

“Can we talk about it later?” Emily replied softly. “I just wanna be with you right now.”

“You got it,” I said, kissing the top of her head.

We sat like that-in silence-for the next hour or more until I realised Emily had fallen asleep. She was snoring softly with her head against my chest. I brushed her messy hair aside and just watched her for a moment. Emily hardly wore any makeup, but she was incredibly beautiful without it. All of my sisters were, but Emily had a triple-A natural beauty.

Nothing could make my heart warm more than her goofy smile.

“God damn, I fucking love you.”

I looked up to see Erica standing in the archway to the living room.

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“You, I love you,” Erica said, smiling at me. “The way you’re looking at Emily right now. That alone makes me love you more than anything because I know you’ll never hurt her.”

“I would never hurt any of you,” I replied without hesitation.

“I know,” Erica nodded. “And the fact that I believe you means there is something special about you. We all see it.”

“I’m just a normal guy,” I said.

Erica crossed the room and knelt by my feet, taking my free hand in hers. “Shut up and take a compliment.”

I laughed, knowing Erica had no way of hearing the exact words Emily spoke mere hours earlier. “Not the first time I’ve heard that today.”

“We’re all very smart women in this household,” Erica smiled, kissing my hand. “Well… Amanda has her moments.”

“You need to let up on her,” I sighed. “I don’t like Craig any more than you do, but it’s her choice.”

“I know,” Erica nodded. “I only do it because I love her, and she deserves to be happy. I see the way she looks at you. It’s the same way you were looking at Emily just then and the same way I look at you.”

“That may be true, but you need to respect her decisions,” I said firmly.

“Fine,” Erica sighed. “I’ll let up on the Craig hate train… for now.”

“Thank you,” I said, leaning down to kiss her softly on the lips.

“Can I come and see you later?” Erica asked, unmistakable lust in her eyes.

“I would love that,” I sighed. “But I already told Emily she could spend the night.”

“That’s okay,” Erica replied, barely hiding her disappointment.

“I’m really sorry, I’m not used to this yet,” I said. “How about tomorrow night? Just the two of us.”

“I’d like that,” Erica grinned. “It’s a date.”

We shared another long kiss before Erica smoothed Emily’s hair and kissed her sister’s forehead softly. The affection took me off guard momentarily since Erica rarely showed any outward signs of love and affection for anyone, even her sisters. There really was more to my lustrous sister than I initially thought.

“Goodnight,” Erica said in a whisper.