-My Twin Sister is into Girls-
It had been a month or so since Sam had proposed to her twin sister and Melanie had said "yes".
They hadn't set a date or talked about wedding details at all. They were the only two that knew about their engagement. Melanie had wanted to tell Carly but Sam knew that would just be a disaster. Because as soon as Carly knew something, she had a hard time keeping her mouth shut. Especially when it came to Spencer or Freddie sticking their noses in. The girl sucked at lying and keeping secrets. It's just the way things were.
Nonetheless, life had gone on kind of normally. Whatever that meant.
Sam was still jobless since she had quit because of certain events occurring with a certain young woman... but Melanie had picked up some waitressing work at a local café so they had some money coming in. Sam was in charge of household chores and things which she loathed. But to keep her sister happy, she did it without complaint.
Unfortunately, Melanie working as much as she did meant she'd come home exhausted and not willing to do anything fun, least of all, have sex with Sam.
That major issue aside, the girl would at least come home with funny stories about different people she had met during her shift. Like this one cute girl she'd spoken to briefly who had long bright red hair, called herself Cat and sang for a small theatre group. But Melanie didn't know her all too well. Just that she liked strawberry hot chocolate... weird combination but still. She sounded fun anyway.
Their sexual encounters had become a bit less though which disappointed Sam. Not that she'd admit to it. Though the whole thing was driving her crazy. So... being Sam she did something about it. And boy did she do something about it.
Melanie came home, as usual, put her bag on the kitchen counter and noticed Sam all dressed up in what Mel liked to call her 'fancy pants' and a silky top that she had only seen her twin wear one time. This was the second time she was wearing it.
"You look nice, Sam," said Mel. "What's the special occasion?"
"You are," replied Sam, coming over and pecking Melanie on the lips then whispered in her ear. "There's a little something for you upstairs in the bedroom."
Thinking nothing of it, the girl went upstairs to their room and noticed Sam was right. On the bed was the dress she had bought a little while ago - that time when they had sex in the store changing room. Melanie shuddered happily at the thought of that day and felt her pussy throb ever so slightly as she recalled the way Sam teased her relentlessly with her fingers...
Melanie had snapped. She quickly unbuttoned her shirt, then tossed it aside. Then she reached under her work skirt, slipped her hand under her panties and along her moist opening. She closed her eyes and moaned quietly at the sensation. She remembered Sam's mouth sucking her pussy, making the juices flow out of her and her tongue dipping inside. The twin lay down on the bed carefully, away from the dress, and pleasured herself. Her moans became louder as she reached an orgasm. She felt some cum drip over her fingers, pulled them out and licked it all off. She lay there, catching her breath.
There had been no sex with Sam for a while. Just her own masturbation and fantasies, like now. Maybe, she thought, this is why Sam was making an extra effort to be all romantic and stuff.
She looked at the dress still draped over the bed.
Sam loved her wearing this dress and Melanie loved wearing this dress. She put it on with a smile, reapplied some lip gloss, fluffed her hair a bit and then skipped down stairs. The house had never smelt so lovely, she thought as she entered the kitchen. Was that vanilla, cinnamon and honey all mixed together to form one delicious aroma? She watched her sister stirring some pots on the stove and checking the oven.
"Mmm, that smells delicious," purred Melanie and leaned on the counter slowly purposely showing her cleavage.
Sam turned and looked at the beauty before her. She felt herself getting turned on by her twin, perched there seductively and enticingly. Melanie had put on the dress, just as requested by her, and was looking at her with that smirk that meant her effort would be paid off later that evening. Her fingers itched to get to it straight away, but then she remembered that dinner was cooking and that she was hungry.
"Let's hope it tastes as good as it smells," said Sam, smirking and licking her lips slowly.
Melanie laughed at her suggestive behaviour and went into the dining area and saw candles, flowers and all things romance-related. Yep, Sam had gone to a lot of effort for her tonight. Bless her cotton socks, she thought, with a smile.
She wandered back into the kitchen and sat on the stool, then watched Sam as she finished preparing their dinner.
"Are you doing this because you love me or because you want to have sex really badly?" Melanie asked, with a smile.
"Can't it be both?" Sam asked, in response and gave Mel a wink.
"Yes, of course!"
"Well, it is both. I do love you, Melanie. And it's because of that, our sex together is amazing. I miss you."
Melanie's mouth dropped open. It wasn't the first time Sam had said this, but it was one of those rare moments in their relationship that the honest flowed smoothly, naturally and easily. It was almost as if Sam was letting Mel into her heart. And it made her tear up. She blinked them back before Sam noticed.
"Thank you Sam," she said. "I love you too. I'm sorry that we haven't been having sex lately."
"I know you've been tired from work."
"That's no excuse for neglecting your sexual desires and needs."
Sam looks at Melanie. Melanie looks at Sam. The sexual tension rises.
Wait until after dinner, the girls think, without knowing that both of them are thinking the same thing at the same time.
