Mom: hey son took you long long enough to get home me and your sister have been waiting (she says licking her lips) (your sister is siting on the couch looking at you)

Mom: Well son you could have called to let us know! (says as she stands up) Now go give your sister a big hug, I'm gonna make dinner.

As you hug your sister she feels strange down there. You can feel her soft cock pressing against you. She hugs you back tightly, running her fingers through your hair. "Ohh Josh I missed you" she whispers in your ear. Your mother shouts from the kitchen to hurry up with dinner.

"A few hours can feel like forever when you're apart." your sister teases as she follows you to the kitchen. "Besides, we have so much fun together." She leans over, giving you a playful nip on the hip before taking her place at the counter next to you.

Your sister grins impishly. "Oh, just a little reminder of how much I enjoy spending time with my favorite brother." She then winks at you as she pulls out a pan from one of the cupboards. "Now, do you want to help me set the table while Mom finishes cooking?"

As you and your sister set the table, she keeps stealing glances at you. "So, how was school today?" she asks casually, her tone barely concealing a hint of mischief. "Any cute boys or girls you'd like to tell me about?" She slides her hand over yours on the counter, their skin warm and soft against your own.

She laughs lightly, her hand still resting on yours. "Neither am I, actually." She leans in close, lowering her voice further. "But that doesn't mean I can't enjoy looking at a nice pair of legs or a nice bulge in someone's pants now and then." Her gaze drifts downward for a moment before returning to meet yours.

Mom pokes her head out from the kitchen. "What's wrong? Are you two being naughty?" She winks, causing your sister to grin even wider. "Maybe I should come over there and see for myself..." she says, taking a step closer. Your heart races as you feel the heat from their bodies growing nearer.

Your mother chuckles softly as she takes your sister's hand in hers. "Maybe it's because we are a little bit... different," she says, her gaze never leaving yours. Your sister smirks in agreement. "And sometimes... well, we just want to have some fun together." She squeezes your sister's hand reassuringly before turning back to the kitchen with a wink over her shoulder.

Your mother laughs softly as she returns to the counter. "Oh honey," she says with a tender smile, "it's okay to be different, you know that." Your sister leans forward, resting her elbows on the counter beside your plate. "And just because you aren't into incest doesn't mean we can't enjoy each other's company," she says, her voice low and intimate. She reaches out to brush a lock of hair from your forehead before running her finger down your cheek, teasing you playfully. "Besides..." she continues, gazing into your eyes, "it feels good to be close to someone who understands us."

Your sister smiles reassuringly at you before kissing your cheek softly. "Just know that we're here for each other, no matter what," she whispers against your skin. Then, leaning in closer still, her breath warm on your ear, she says: "We can explore this together if you'd like... or maybe just enjoy having each other like this for a while." Her hand squeezes your arm gently, making it clear that the choice is yours.

Your mother finishes preparing dinner and calls out to you both to come eat. The table is set, and the food steaming invitingly. Tonight could be an evening of delicious meals... or perhaps something else entirely.