"Perhaps, they are going to bed..." I thought.Rachel's door was before mine. I noticed that her lights were off, but her door was open a crack. I took...a peek inside while slowly walking by, but she wasn't there. I walked up to the door, knocked softly twice and opened the door. No sign of her."Must be at a party or something...mom and dad will be pissed if she comes in after midnight", I thought to myself.I paused in the doorway for a second. My mind began to wander while the blood started to. Trevor put on a condom and I laid back and spread my legs. When he entered me I looked at my husband and said “I should have done this years ago.” He smiled and agreed. We fucked for about an hour until he came, only after I had several orgasms of my own, the first I ever had from fucking.I invited him to spend the night, and he went off to our guest room while I gave my husband a quick blowjob. I then joined Trevor in the guest room and we fucked for hours, this time bareback (once my husband. I was in heaven, my lovely sister, had went on from being a cute little doll to the girl of my dreams in a few hours, and i held her in my arms, and we kissed passionately for about 10 minutes, hugging each other ever so tightly.After that she slowly broke the kiss, and looked at me, and I said, “I love you yaar baccha” and she was like, “I love you too bhaiya” and we kissed again for another 10 minutes. I couldn’t believe my stars. After we broke the second kiss, my hands were exploring her. What bothered me the most however, I'd been wondering about that myself."Once again I sat back, wondering at what she had meant, though now knowing without any doubt whatsoever, that the two of them had been enjoying one another intimately at the exact same time that Jill and I had. It was an ironic piece of information to now know and come to understand. But I also knew there was more. A lot more. I had barely read through a quarter of the day's events as they'd eventually unfolded.I remember.