The Sister, Part 19
Part Nineteen
The normalcy of the next few minutes was much needed.
Hauling the cooler down to the boat and a little more small talk with Jessica was a good way to bring me more fully back to reality, although I knew there wasn’t much hope of ever actually getting there. The recent memories kept replaying in my mind, which in turn made me feel guilty, nervous, and turned on all at the same time. Would I ever recover from doing something so fucked up? Obviously, I could never tell Jessica. But I’d also never be able to get Natalie out of my mind now that she had so thoroughly invaded my more primal side.
Applying sunscreen to Jessica’s back certainly didn’t help. At this point, each sister physically reminded me of the other. Their hair, skin tone, and eyes were strikingly similar. Honestly, I wasn’t sure which was worse–Jessica reminding me of Natalie, or the reverse? Either way, the softness and warmth of my girlfriend’s back wasn’t as subtly arousing as it probably would have been if it were just the two of us. Partly because I was still all kinds of confused and internally flustered, and partly because I knew it wouldn’t lead anywhere when Natalie would be joining us any minute.
No matter how much I braced myself for her arrival, I still wasn’t prepared to see the bikini clad eighteen year old sauntering down from the house. The sight of her in that familiar pink bikini was enough to make dozens of inappropriate images from earlier flash through my mind. She was a good actress, I’d give her that. It was like nothing had ever happened between the two of us. “Hey!” she exclaimed as she stepped onto the dock, back to her perky and seemingly innocent self, “Ready to go?”
Jessica lightly scoffed, “Just waiting on you. Working hard as usual, I see.”
“Always,” Natalie giggled. She displayed her empty hands with a smile, “Come on, this was, like, the longest week ever. I need a break! Besides, that’s what amazing older sisters are for. You are amazing, Jessica!”
“Uh huh. And what does that make you?”
“Your favorite sister, obvi! You know you love me.”
Jessica just rolled her eyes. “Brat. Get in already! Some of us are ready for the lake.”
“She’s so bossy, isn’t she?” Natalie grinned, “Although I’ve heard some guys like that. Ooh, is he one of them?”
“Don’t listen to her,” Jess said. She glanced over her shoulder at me for a moment, then turned her attention back to her sister, “Why don’t you catch us up on your love life instead of being annoying about ours?”
Natalie raised an eyebrow. “So, this is love? Ooh, have you two said the L word yet?!”
So far, this had just been two sisters casually bickering. Based on how they sounded as they went back and forth, it didn’t sound like they were actually annoying each other. Kind of like how some friends bantered and/or insulted each other instead of being nice, because they had reached that level with each other, I had seen countless siblings showing affection the same way.
However, neither Jessica nor I were ready for Natalie’s casually probing question. It was more personal, which is why Jess lightly blushed and didn’t have a response right away. As for me, I could easily guess the unspoken question meant just for me–‘Did you tell me that you loved me before you told Jessica?’
Luckily, Jessica and I were already saying that to each other. While it obviously didn’t mean anything when I told Natalie the same upstairs, considering how urgent our situation had been, it still would have been bad if she heard those three little words from me first. And, even if I was safe in that sense, Natalie’s teasing question was enough to remind me what I was responsible for saying to her as soon as I could. I wasn’t sure how she planned on screwing with me without incriminating herself, but I also didn’t doubt her ability to do so.
“That’s so not your business,” Jessica replied. She stepped forward, as I was more or less done with her back, and settled into the seat behind the wheel, “Last chance to join us, Nat, or we’re leaving you behind.”
“Huh. Not sure if that’s a ‘yes’ or a ‘no,’” Natalie mused. She made short work of climbing into the boat, and I couldn’t help but glance towards her chest at a moment as her body moved in a way that temporarily drew attention to her cleavage, “If you haven’t, you totally should,” she told me, “It’s easy! I love you, Jessica. Do you love me, too?”
“I love that you have your own car. Actually, we probably need a few more things from the grocery store. Maybe you could make a trip over there while we take the boat out?”
“No way! I am here to supervise. No making out in the boat. Parents’ orders.”
“You’re just jealous because you don’t have a boy to bring yourself. And last time I checked, only high school girls need supervision.”
“I’m graduating in, like, two months!” Natalie pointed out. She shot me a wink, as if I needed a reminder about the second reason why fucking her was so wrong, “Speaking of boys, do you mind if your boyfriend gets my back? I would ask you, but it sounds like you don’t want to be at the dock any longer.”
Jessica turned the key and started up the boat in response. “He’s all yours,” she said, then looked over her shoulder at me, “You can say ‘no’ if you want and let Natalie burn. Her skin is just as sensitive as mine is.”
Natalie pouted towards me, “You’re not as mean as my dear sister, are you? If I say ‘pretty please,’ will you help a girl out?”
It was such a perfect trap. I knew exactly what Natalie was doing, but that didn’t stop it from working. Although Jessica gave me permission to say ‘no,’ it still felt like doing so would come across as more suspicious than actually doing the task asked of me. There was no good reason I could think of to avoid touching Natalie in such a normal way. We had just met, and sunscreen was objectively a harmless thing to help someone with. Of course, it wasn’t as innocent as Natalie was making it sound, and I was definitely not ready to put my hands back on her. Especially not with Jessica right there.
And yet, there was no time to come up with a reasonable excuse not to. “I guess,” I said, making a point to sound as neutral and uninterested as possible, “But only if you promise to bring everything back inside when we get back.” If she was going to play games, then I could at least throw out something that would keep her from a repeat performance later on. Also, keeping Natalie from roping me into doing chores with her had the extra benefit of earning more brownie points with Jessica.
Natalie huffed out a dramatic sigh. “Fine. But you better not miss any spots.” With that, she stepped over to me. Now facing away from her sister, she bit her lower lip and gave me those same ‘fuck me’ eyes as before. Lowering her voice so the motor would keep Jessica from hearing, she murmured, “Put your hands all over me, babe. And tell me what I want to hear.”