Chapter 4

When Amy walked in, my jaw must have hit the floor. She had on some of the shortest shorts that I had ever seen in my life. The legs were cut real high on her hips, and just covered what they had to.

The blouse she had on wasn’t much. I mean, there wasn’t much to it. I could even see her skimpy bra through it. She had long, brown hair that came straight down to cover her ass.

While Mom and Dad, Aunt and Uncle were kissing and shaking hands, Amy came right over to me, wrapped her arms around me, then kissed me as if we were long lost lovers. As I backed off, I looked over at Sandy. That smile of hers had a tinge of worry in it.

As it turned out, Sandy didn’t have to worry about me being unfaithful. My heart belonged to her completely. Over the next year or so, I proved time and time again that she was my only love. Although Amy still hung on me like she did when we were younger, and I got many a hard on because of her, I was still true to Sandy.

Since we were related, and we only lived three houses apart, the girls started having sleepovers. That didn’t help my cause any because of the skimpy sleepwear that Amy wore. Her nightgowns just covered the thong-type pants she wore under them. Her two-piece pajamas weren’t much better. She still wore the backless thongs, and the tops came just past the bottom of her tits.

Sandy started wearing the same thing when Amy was over. Of course, neither of us wore anything to bed when we slept together, and after a sleepover weekend, Sandy was insatiable. There was one weekend in particular that she wasn’t.

“There’s something bothering you,” I said. “Was it because I slapped Amy on the ass?”

“No.” She turned over away from me. I put my hand on her shoulder. “It isn’t anything you did.”

I thought I heard her start to cry.

“We’re not suppose to keep anything from each other, remember? If there’s something bothering you, I want to know what it is.”

“I ... I cheated on you.” She really started crying then. “I don’t deserve you.”

“Wait. When did this happen? Who ... Who was it?”

She was silent as she calmed down, then she sat up on the edge of the bed.

“Amy.”

“Amy? I thought ... You mean that...? You and Amy?” I sort of chuckled a little.

“What’s so funny?” she asked, as she turned and looked at me.

“I don’t know. I had this image of you and another guy, then you tell me it was Amy. I thought I was the only one that had thoughts of making love to her.”

“It ... It started out sort of innocent. It’s nothing for us to dress and undress in front of each other all the time. I never thought anything about it before. Last night ... You’re going to think I’m nuts. Last night we stood in front of my mirror, naked. We were comparing our bodies. She stepped behind me and pulled my hair back, then slid her hands over my tits. It ... It felt good.”

“Oh, to be a fly on the wall.”

“Don’t make fun of me. Her hands were almost as gentle as yours. Before I knew it, she was between my legs, licking me. I couldn’t help it. It felt so good. She managed to turn herself around, and I couldn’t help myself. I started licking her.”

We didn’t say anything for a few minutes.

“I liked it, Tommy. I really liked making love to her. I ... I don’t want to stop.”

“I’m still waiting for the part about you not deserving me. When do we get to that part?”

She twisted her head around, then followed with her body.

“You don’t understand. I want to continue making love to Amy. You can’t still love me now.”

“Do you want me to continue to love you?”

“Yes.”

“Do you still love me as much as you have?”

“Yes.”

“Well, then. As long as my dick is the only one in there, I don’t care how many times Amy licks it. As long as we love each other, I don’t see a problem.”

“But ... How can you still love me?”

“How can I not? You came to me and told me the truth. If it had been Allen, I may have had a problem with it. In fact, I know I would have had a problem with it then. I’m just disappointed that I missed it.”