“So you can’t actually get jealous of each other,” Alex continued as she picked her head up to look at us. “Well, I guess you can, but you shouldn’t.”
“None of it matters, anyway,” I said dismissively. “We’re stuck together for the foreseeable future, so it’s not like any of us is going to have any opportunities to get jealous. None of us can even meet anybody else!”
“And when the pandemic is over?”
“We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.”
Michelle spoke up, a frown etched on her face. “Wait, are you saying you might want to see other people once we get out of quarantine?”
I heard the tone in her voice, the same accusatory tone Avery had in her voice whenever I did something particularly thoughtless, and instantly felt defensive. “I didn’t say that.”
“You didn’t say you’d remain faithful to me even after quarantine is over, either.”
“I ... I haven’t really thought about it.”
“You haven’t?” Michelle squawked.
“Well ... not yet,” I sputtered lamely. “Have you?”
“Of course!”
“And you were planning to be faithfully monogamous to me?”
“Of course!”
“Oh.”
“You weren’t? What the fuck!”
“Wait-wait-wait. How is this a serious issue? You’re my little sister. Let’s be reasonable. On no planet could you and I be an actual couple out there in the real world.”
“That’s not the point!”
“Then what IS the point?”
“The POINT is that the man I’m in LOVE with hasn’t thought about whether or not he’s gonna be faithful to me!”
“I just ... I haven’t thought about it yet! I don’t know yet!”
“Whaddaya mean you don’t know yet! I gave you my virginity LAST NIGHT and less than 24 hours later you’re already thinking about who you get to pork next?”
“Ohmigawd! Are we really having this conversation right now?” I gestured with both hands to our big sister’s butt-plugged anus and sputtered, “L-L-Lex is literally buck naked and waiting for it right now!”
Michelle shot laser beams out of her eyes at me and spat sarcastically, “Oh, I’m sorry. Is the time inconvenient? Do you want me to just shelve the discussion until AFTER you’ve sodomized our big sister?”
“What? No! I just...” I paused and rubbed my forehead. I looked at Michelle’s angry face. I looked at Alex’s naked body, big tits on display, knees in the air, and thighs spread apart with a blue butt plug in her ass. And still rubbing my forehead, I apologized, “Sorry, Lex.”
Our big sister grimaced, closed her legs, and did a sit-up. “My fault for killing the mood in the first place.”
Shaking my head, I grabbed Michelle’s hand and led her out of our sister’s room and down the hallway.
Alex called out, “PMS is a biiitch!”
“Not helping!” I yelled back.
“At least it’s a good sign her period’s coming!”
Shaking my head, I closed my bedroom door. Michelle was on my bed and I went to sit down in the desk chair.
“Look, Chelle, I love you. I’m IN love with you,” I began.
“My heart goes pitter-patter with the intensity of your emotions,” Michelle deadpanned.
Burying my face in both hands, I took deep, calming breaths and tried to gather my thoughts.
“Do you love me or don’t you?” Michelle asked, not able to wait any longer.
“Of course I love you.”
“You’re just saying that because I gave you my virginity and you can tell I’m mad at you and you’re trying to get out of trouble.”
“Yes. Absolutely. I can tell you’re mad at me and I’m trying to think of what I can say to make you less mad. I’m a guy - that’s what we do.”
“I knew this was a mistake,” she scoffed.
“Holy cow, Chelle.” I rubbed my forehead, unable to think of any combination of words, numbers, or hieroglyphics that could make her calm down. Briefly, I thought about just walking away, giving her space, and hoping she’d figure it out on her own. But I realized that would be exactly what “a guy” would do, and for her I wanted to be better than that.
“Look, I’m not going to come up with some amazing big speech that will suddenly make everything better. But I AM trying here.” Getting off the chair, I moved to sit beside my sister and wrapped her up in a warm hug. At the moment, it seemed like she would rather be hugged by a porcupine, but I squeezed harder and didn’t let her squirm away. And when I started nibbling on her shoulder she acquiesced and stopped resisting, though she didn’t hug me back.
“I love you,” I stated in earnest, with a lot more feeling than before. “And I’m not saying that because we had sex. This past week has been amazing. I have loved spending every minute with you, apart from maybe the last five minutes or so. I never thought I’d fall in love with you. You’re my little sister and I wasn’t supposed to do that. But it happened anyway. I’ve been fucking Lex for weeks, but I never developed feelings for her. Yes, we’ve formed an intimate bond far deeper than we ever had before, but I plainly told her I wasn’t ‘in love’ with her. I fell in love with you. Lex was always the bossy big sister. You and me: we’ve been at team for a lot longer than just the past few months. You’re my best friend during the day. You’re my cuddle partner at night. Even if we’d never taken that next step of physical intimacy, I would have loved you just the same. I NEVER said I’d want to see other people after the pandemic is over. I also never even THOUGHT about seeing other people after the pandemic is over. The idea never entered my mind. So when Alex asked the question, I didn’t have an immediate ‘no’ answer because I hadn’t stopped to think about it yet. That’s so far off into the future for me that it’s a complete unknown. But I will say this: Alex is right. There can’t be wedding bells and all that for us. You’re my sister. I love you, and I’m IN love with you, but someday -I- will have to wrap my head around letting you go. Or were you seriously considering being faithful to your own brother for the rest of your life?”
Michelle frowned as she turned her head to look back at me, and I stopped talking. Arching an eyebrow, she deadpanned, “Thought you weren’t going to make some big speech.”
I blinked twice and shrugged.
Michelle sighed and pushed at my arms for me to let her go. I released her, and she stood up from the bed. “You know, I did think about what it would take to marry you, have kids, and live happily ever after.”
“Seriously?”
She pursed her lips and looked away from me. “It kinda hurts that you never thought about it.”
“You’re my sister. A week ago I wouldn’t even let myself fantasize about you; if I did, I’d force myself to imaging my hairy, fat college roommate doing whatever sexy thing I was picturing you doing. You, on the other hand, you said you’ve been in love with me for YEARS. You’ve had a lot more time than me to wrap your head around this idea and think that far into the future.”
Waggling her head, Michelle conceded, “Okay, fair enough.”
“And even now, as much as I love you, I still feel the big brother instinct that I’m supposed to protect you, not ... molest ... you.” I sighed and got off the bed myself, walking in the opposite direction. “The absolute LAST thing I want is to keep you to myself and prevent you from finding a REAL happily ever after with a nice guy who will love you, cherish you, give you the kids I know you want AND ... by the way ... be able to kiss you out in public without Mom and Dad freaking the fuck out.”