“Yeah, she really did. We even laughed about it afterwards when we were cleaning up, though she assured me she’d actually washed it before using it, and that she really hadn’t done anything differently than she normally did. I’m not honestly sure I believed her though, there was just something about the way she looked at me during dinner that made me wonder if she honestly didn’t serve it that way. I mean not like there was a whole lot of pussy juice that would have actually altered the flavor of it or anything…but just the thought you know?”
By now Collette and I were both laughing hysterically, as Sophia joined us doing the same. And even though we were, I was hard as a fucking rock, and hornier than ever. When the phone rang a second later, we all jumped. We’d been sitting there at the table for well over an hour now.
“Hello? Mom? You guys made it ok?” I asked after scrambling for the phone a second or so later. “Ok good…glad you did, no…still coming down outside, not as bad as it was, but still snowing yes. “Huh? Oh…sure,” I glanced at my watch, it was already well past eleven. “Ok, well…if it gets too much worse, might be best if you two actually did spend the night then rather than try and make it back tonight,” I told her. “No sense taking any unnecessary chances,” I added, receiving her assurance that they wouldn’t. I soon after said good-bye and hung up the phone.
“Well?” Sophia asked.
“Well, they made it safely into town, but I guess it’s getting a lot worse there, and they haven’t even started to get anything yet. Dad dropped mom off at the grocery store to do the shopping, and he headed over to the GS to see about getting a new generator. But by the sounds of it, they might very well end up spending the night there. Mom said the news is all over town, the worst storm they’ve seen in nearly thirty years, and it’s only expected to get worse!”
**
As thought to confirm all that, it wasn’t more than a half hour later when it really started coming down again, even worse than it had the day before. If it continued, we’d easily get another four or five feet to the five feet on the ground we already had. The fact that the lights had already flickered on and off once, was an additional warning that we needed to make preparations in the event they went off for good just the way they had last night.
Though we had plenty of dry wood outside, I had no desire to get up in the middle of the night and traipse outside to get it. I soon began hauling in more than enough wood to see us through the night, replenishing what we had already used, plus quite a bit more. As I did that, Sophia and Collette went about fixing sandwiches for dinner in the event we lost all power to cook with. If anything, they’d be available for lunch, or even dinner tomorrow if dad didn’t have the generator up and operating by then.
This time we’d run around placing candles where they might be needed ahead of time, in addition to placing fresh batteries in the two flashlights we had. Once we’d pretty much gotten things squared away, it was time to sit down, relax, and hopefully, or at least I hoped…pick up where we’d all sort of left off earlier.
By four o’clock, it was already starting to get dark, and we fervently hoped mom and dad would decide to spend the night rather than try and make it back. Outside the storm raged on, getting worse and worse with the wind howling picking up in intensity. And of course, sure enough…the lights went out.
I had just gotten an even warmer fire going when I turned around just in time to see Collette walk into the living room where we were, carrying three wine glasses and a bottle of wine with her when she did. She was entirely naked when she did so.
“Aren’t you cold?” I asked looking up at her, but suddenly found myself a couple of degrees warmer just by looking at her.
She glanced down at her rock hard nipples. “No…not really,” she smiled. “Though I am still horny!” she added.
“Obviously!” I commented, thought so too was I.
Just then, Sophia came walking down the stairs holding the other flash light in front of her in order to see by. She too was naked, though I noticed as she approached she was holding something in her hand, though I hadn’t as yet made out what it was.
“Did I not get the memo?” I asked, trying to make a joke at my sister’s double nudity. Obviously, the exact same, or nearly identical conditions from the previous night had gotten them both aroused when thinking about it. Though it wasn’t as though either one of them would need to convince me, they’d obviously been discussing it previous to this, and had planned accordingly.
“Guess what I found?” Sophia giggled, waving whatever the hell it was she held in her hand back and forth like a dog shaking a stick.
“Where the hell did you get that from?” Collette said laughing as she realized what it was even before I did.
“Mom and dad’s secret naughty stash,” she said, almost whispering as though someone might hear her.
“That’s wicked,” Collette said walking up to my sister, grabbing her boob as she did so. “Let me see it. I can’t believe mom actually has one of these…and why?” she wondered aloud. “I mean, aren’t they generally meant to be used by two people?” she openly wondered. Only then did I realize what it was she was actually holding on to.
“Holy crap! No way! You don’t suppose?” I found myself asking.
“Who knows? Maybe she does have a female friend, who are we to know anyway? But even if she doesn’t, it’s entirely possible she just enjoys using it all by herself, or…maybe.”
“EEEEUW,” Sophia said once again. “Don’t even go there,” she told her sister. “That’s not something I’m sure I want to think about. I mean…seeing mom give daddy a blow-job, or even catching them fucking once like I had a few years ago is one thing…but not sure I’d care to find them locked together bum to bum if you know what I mean. I’d rather entertain the fact that maybe mom has a girlfriend she likes to play with from time to time, and let it go at that.”
“Doesn’t that bother you that she might?” I actually asked.