It took longer and it felt even better.Mom giggled and said, “I’ll call the school and tell them something so that you two can stay home and fuck ...ll day long if you want too.”I may have fucked my sister that first time, and I may have had sex with her the second time, but the third time we actually made love. We moved as one, we enjoyed each other thoroughly, and we came together.Mom was standing in the doorway, “That looked sweet. The two of you make quite a nice couple.”Ingrid said, “Thanks. At that moment, as if trained, the muscles in her contracted. I was squeezed so hard that when I finally did orgasm, nothing could find release, and for a second, it was as if my testicles threatened to explode. Then her body again relaxed, and I convulsed as a sexual flood like nothing I've ever experienced before exploded through me. By the time it ended, it hurt. The intensity of the experience left me dazed.She pulled away, and walked back toward the bath. I was left flooded with an ecstasy. Cursing the broken air conditioner yet again, he swiped at the condensation with a dirt streaked t-shirt made thin by endless washings. Vestiges of last night’s unease sat over his mind like the clouds over the moon. The exhaust growled on, echoing back off of the oaks that arched over the pavement, standing tall as sentries before the estates that lined it. Their long lanes meandered back through yet more trees, leaving the road at once populated, and yet secluded. The same path by daylight. Perhaps it was her total submission last night that had wiped out all of my fears.I got up from the sofa and went over to my bed. I turned off the alarm clock only seconds before it was to ring. Instead of heading to the bathroom to take a shower as I usually did every morning, I headed for the kitchen and closed the door. I took out my mobile phone and called the office to leave a voicemail."Hi Elisabeth, this is Martin. I'm not feeling well today and need to take a sick day. If you need to.