When I came downstairs the next morning dressed in my usual tee shirt and athletic shorts, June and Julie were gathering up their book bags and stuff and heading for the front door. Julie smiled and threw me an air kiss and winked. June flexed her index finger at me indicating that she wanted me to follow them outside. I hesitated a moment but fell in behind Julie admiring the exaggerated sway of her hips.
On the front porch, June pushed up close and looked up at me and hissed, “What the fuck was that last night?” She wasn’t smiling like Julie was. Julie covered her mouth with her hand so as not to give her amusement away. June looked back at Julie with a stern look and Julie turned around presenting her back to us.
June turned back to me and quickly glanced down at my crotch. I told them everything I knew about Mom’s apparent sleepwalking and Dad’s attempts to get her back to bed without waking her. June scoffed in her throat and cocked her hips indicating she didn’t believe a word I’d said. I told them what I’d seen on the internet about sleepwalking and didn’t leave out the part about it being genetic.
Julie cut in and said, “Do you mean that Mom was asleep while Dad fucked her up against the wall? How is that even possible?”
I just shrugged and said, “You were there. You saw her. She was completely oblivious.” June and Julie shared a glance between them. I continued, “Several days ago Dad caught her in the hallway upstairs and she turned around and gave him an incredible deep-throat blowjob, with the hall light on.” I suddenly realized that relating these incidents to the twins was giving me an erection and I pushed my hands down to cover the tent in my shorts. That movement only accented the fact that I had a boner and both of them looked to where my hands went.
June looked up at my reddened face and said, “You pervert. You’re lusting over your own mother.”
Julie snickered behind her and mumbled, “So am I.” When June turned to admonish Julie for her comment, we both saw that Julie’s hand was under her skirt working in her pussy. The soft squishing noise revealed that she was soaking wet.
June reached down and grabbed Julie’s busy hand and pulled her down the stairs. She glanced back at me with a disgusted looked as she hit the ground. I pulled back my hands and gripped my erection around the shorts and thrusted my hips forward, highlighting it for June. She couldn’t help but look at it, but only for a second before she pushed Julie into the passenger seat and ran around to the other side. June didn’t look again but Julie did and she jabbed her tongue into her cheek several times and grinned at me as June practically peeled rubber leaving the driveway.
Dad had left for work already as I sat down on a barstool watching Mom working in the kitchen. She was wearing a fluffy robe that came to her mid thighs. Her hair was fixed for the day already. She hadn’t put on her makeup yet but she didn’t use much anyway. I was, as always, struck by her beauty. Her high cleavage was visible at the top of her robe. Seeing her made me think of last night and my boner was back with a vengeance.
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