It was a while before she returned. She had made some toast.
“Help yourself.”
I quickly ate a slice, then I took another.
“I need to warn you, before my Sister gets up.”
I was puzzled. Warn me about what? Had I been sick in the bathroom? I didn’t think so. I had been drunk, but not that drunk.
Then, hands on hips, and staring at me, she said, “She slept in the spare room. Because that’s where you were supposed to sleep.”
It took me a few seconds to work it out. Avril in the spare room, meant Tina in our bedroom. The room I had gone into last night. I looked at her to make sure she wasn’t joking. I could tell she was deadly serious.
That would explain a lot. It had been different, but I hadn’t tried to understand why. I had just enjoyed it.
“Congratulations. You can cross it off your Bucket List. You have slept with your Sister-in-law.”
I didn’t know what to say. I was dumbfounded.
“Aren’t you going to say something?”
I mumbled, “Sorry.”
Then I realised that it wasn’t all my fault.
“Why didn’t you stop me?”
“I was going to, but I liked the way you played with my nipple. It then got out of hand.”
She then pointed to my crotch, before saying, “I’m glad I let you continue. That’s a nice cock.”
My head was now spinning, and not just because of what I had drunk last night.
“So what do we do about it?”
“We can tell my Sister, or we can pretend that it never happened.”
I imagined us telling Avril, then I shuddered.
“So it’s our little secret?”
When she nodded, I almost kissed her out of relief. But it wasn’t our little secret, it was our big secret.
Half an hour later, Avril joined us. I got a big hug from her. It made me feel guilty.
“Thanks for sleeping downstairs.”
That made me feel even guiltier.
“When I got in last night, Tina was coming out of the bathroom. She told me she was sleeping in our room. So I now had nowhere else to sleep, but downstairs.”
I glanced at Tina, she nodded her approval of my made up story.
“She arrived late, after you had gone out. I wasn’t expecting her, but it was a nice surprise.”
While I showered, Avril cooked breakfast. It was ready when I came downstairs. We then ate together at the kitchen table.
Passing Tina some toast, Avril asked, “Did you sleep OK? That bed is a bit hard.”
“Yes. It was hard, but that’s how I like it. The harder the better.”
She then squeezed my leg under the table. I quickly removed it. Thankfully, Avril hadn’t noticed anything.
“I did have this amazing dream though.”
I knew where this was going, so I didn’t ask, but Avril did.
“What was it about?”
“A strong handsome man was ravishing me.”
“That sounds like Andy.”
Then she laughed, and Tina joined in. I did as well, but it was forced. My Sister-in-law was playing a dangerous game, and I didn’t like it. Avril wasn’t stupid. If she overplayed it, then her Sister would put two and two together, and come up with four.
“Did he have a big…”
Tina quickly said, “Yes,” before her Sister could finish. That set them off again.
When they had finished, Avril said, “Then it must have been Andy.”
They started again, and it was too much for me. I had to leave the room.