The poor guy didn't know what hit him; having two incredibly gorgeous twin s!sters blowing him off."Bethany left the sentence hanging. My brain caught...up a second or two later. "Bethany, what are you saying?" Wouldn't it be cool, Cass? I mean, wouldn't it be the hottest send-off for any guy going overseas on his first job?"I looked at my s!ster?"Are you for real?" I said, trying hard to work out if my little s!ster was pulling my leg. Bethany sighed, then jumped up and grabbed my hand."Come. "I'm happy darling, are you?"My answer was to kiss the top of her head and say."More than I could ever imagine, mum."When we awoke the following morning, we were still wrapped in our incestuous embrace, and even with our breath reeking of booze, we reached for each other and made love. We didn't fuck, we joined each other in a union that only lovers know, she begged me for my seed and I, in turn, delivered it, deep into her womb.We slept again and then made love in the shower, the cold, sharp. I nearly put it down, but as you start to reach for it, I snatch it back. You laugh at me.“Okay, the rules.”“The rules,” you repeat with mockingly exaggerated seriousness.“Alright, rule one: neither of us is allowed to touch the other’s glass.”“Yeah, fine,” you agree impatiently.“And rule two: since I’ve got two pints, you’re not allowed to pick up your shot until I finish my first pint and place the glass back down on the table. Okay?”“That’s it?” you ask.“That’s it. Are you ready?” I ask,. The next day I sent one photograph of the two of them naked to their work email and ccd it to the hr department. There was nothing written in that mail ... just an attached photo. The subject line read "Next time it goes to your spouses."They waited all day for the HR department to summon them but they never did. Looks like the blackmailer had spelled the email address incorrectly. At 5 in the evening, just half an hour before they were to leave the office they received another mail. This time.