Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
It's Only Fair: EP21

"I'm so excited you're here," she repeated. Like trying to convince us. The train loped around the corner and stopped. It was stuffed full, but we shoved our way on. We found a little corner to stand, surrounded by our suitcases. The train lurched forward. Brianna hadn't been holding on to the bar and she fell backward. An older gentleman caught her as she tumbled, getting a none-too subtle grab of her gigantic tits in the process.

"Hey!" Brianna said, but Amy pulled her sister back.

"Hold onto the bar next time," Amy said. She gave the older man an apologetic smile.

"I think someone's pinching my ass," Jenna said warily.

"Me too," I said.

"I mean, probably?" Amy said. Jenna gave us both a look that was even colder than the outside air.

*

Eventually, the subway stayed true to its name and dipped underground. A few stops later, we got off at a tiny, dark station that smelled of urine and stale water. We hiked through the turnstiles and pulled our suitcases, bouncing, up the stairs and back out onto the streets.

Despite the cold, it was sunny as all get out and I had to squint from the sudden transition. Amy owned an apartment overlooking the Common, just a few blocks down from the station. We made our way over, like three miniature snowplows pushing pedestrian traffic and out of our way.

There was a doorman at Amy's building, and he buzzed us inside. He tipped his cap to my older sister, then smiled at the three of us. The lobby was refreshingly warm. My fingers and cheeks tingled as the heat returned. The short walk from the train to Amy's building had been enough to freeze me up all over again. I could have left steaks out on the sidewalks and they'd have been perfectly preserved for dinner a week later.

We took the elevator up to eight. The hallway here was carpeted and there were fancy, angular chandeliers hanging every few yards. It was like the fanciest hotel I'd ever seen. And my sister owned a place right in the middle of it. I have to admit, I was already impressed. All of this -- the train station, the building -- I felt like I was visiting some huge celebrity who happened to know my name rather than my actual, older sister.

Amy walked us down the corridor and keyed open her door. It revealed a small, very modern apartment. There was a full kitchen right up front. Next to it was a wobbly, round table with two chairs. Beyond that was a living room with a large leather couch facing a widescreen TV. And behind there was a massive window that opened out to the city.

The view was breathtaking, incredible. I could see the park rolled out in front of us like a green carpet, lined with large buildings on either side. A few snowflakes drifted down. It couldn't have been more picturesque if Pixar had programmed it. My whole body locked into place, stunned by that view. My younger sisters rushed right past me.

There was a small, white paper pharmacy bag sitting on the small table.

"Is this it?" Jenna asked.

Brianna held up the bag. Amy nodded. The twins tore it open and pulled out the little orange prescription bottle. There were two tiny pills inside.

"Welcome to my home," Amy said, clearly irritated by the twins' one-track minds. She went into the kitchen and filled two glasses from the tap. The girls gulped down their pills like every second counted. "Thank God," Jenna said.

"Finally," Brianna said. They both flopped into the seats around the table.

"This place is amazing, Amy," I said.

"I'm glad you think so, Chase," Amy said, "Come and sit down on the couch. It's way more comfy."

I walked in, leaving my suitcase by the door, and sat down. The leather cushions sunk under me. It was like relaxing on a marshmallow. I doubted I was ever getting up again.

"Over there is the bathroom," Amy said, pointing to a closed door right behind and to the left of the TV. "It's only the one, but we can all share for a weekend. My bedroom is down the hall behind you." I didn't need a translator to tell me what Amy was actually saying to me.

I stood up and let my older sister lead me back. It was a small room, dark, with no windows. She had a massive bed, so big that there wasn't any room for anything else. White covers, white pillows, and white sheets -- it looked very 'adult' to

me.

"Nice, right?" Amy said. She gave me a knowing look. "Everything OK? We all set?"

I nodded. No sense in giving her the bad news now. The twins had their pills. Everything else that Amy anticipated would go up for debate soon enough.

Amy led me back to the living room. I eyed the couch warily, afraid of getting stuck again, but there wasn't anywhere else to sit. I let the cushions devour me. The twins brought chairs over from the kitchen. I noticed they were acting tentatively about everything. Like waiting for the trap to trigger.

Amy went into the kitchen and took out a bottle of wine. She poured herself a glass. "You three want some?" she asked.

"No," Jenna and Brianna both said at once. They glared over at me.

"No thanks," I said.

"Okaaaaay," Amy said. She raised her eyebrow but said nothing. She took a sip. "Oh, I have so many fun things planned for this weekend. Chase, I know you're probably around all the time with your school being so close, but you girls haven't been to the city without Mom and Dad, have you?"

The twins shook their heads.

"Oh, it's so much more fun when you're not doing boring parent stuff," Amy said, she looked ready to clap her hands like a little girl, the excitement overwhelming her.

"We can't go to bars," Jenna said, flatly. She crossed her arms. Brianna saw her sister's stern look and tried to match it.

"Wow, OK, what is up with you guys?" Amy asked. "I mean, if you're going to sit around the apartment all day you could have stayed home."

"Definitely not," Brianna said, "We want to go out."

"Just for appropriate activities," Jenna said, as if that was a clearly categorized thing.

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"Duh," Amy said, "I planned for us to visit the art museum, go ice skating, get some seafood. What did you think I meant? I don't know any sex dungeons around here and I wouldn't take you even if I did. I mean, come on, this is a weekend with my family."

The twins both visibly relaxed. I noticed neither girl had taken off her coat yet, but now they both did. Amy cracked open sodas for us. We sat around her living room -- me and Amy on the couch, Brianna and Jenna on the kitchen chairs -- and chatted idly.

The twins talked about their plans for UCLA. Amy told us about this case she was working on. I was going back to the university after that weekend and so I told them about the classes I'd signed up for. It was nice, actually, to converse about nothing with Amy. She'd always seemed so distant, set apart. Even when we were very very much together the weekend before, Amy had been this distant thing: a concept more than an actual human being. Now, in her own space, my older sister finally seemed approachable. Even friendly.

About twenty minutes in, Jenna groaned and stood up to go to the bathroom.

"You OK?" Amy asked.

"Yes, cramping something awful," Jenna said. She held her stomach. I saw Brianna was doing the same.

"That's just the pill working it's magic, honey," Amy said, "Trust me, it's better than the alternative."

"Uh huh," Jenna said. The twins took turns trading places in the bathroom. Amy and I watched them pop up and down like it was a weird dance recital. In the tiny moments between one twin getting up and the other sitting down, Amy took the opportunity to tease me. She nipped at my ear, kissed my cheek, grabbed my crotch. Then looked up all innocent, like nothing had happened as the next sister sat down.

"That's you," she whispered in my ear as Jenna got up for the third time, "You did that to them. Stud."

Finally, the twins were able to sit down together for more than five minutes. Their sodas, barely sipped, sat next to them burbling.

"Well, I'd planned on going out to a nice dinner," Amy said, "But if you two aren't feeling up to it we can stay in."

"No no," Brianna said, "I want to."

"This'll pass," Jenna said.

"Awesome," Amy said, "I knew I could count on you girls to man up."