For the Love of Two Sisters Ch. 04

I should have thought of that, but was so excited by the sheer concept of falling in love that the physical reality of it never crossed my mind. We were both quiet for a moment, letting the reality sink in. She was still twisting her shoulders back and forth, turning her head to the side like she was contemplating saying something until it seemed she had come to a conclusion. Approaching me, she laid her hand on my chest once more and pushed up on her tiptoes, bringing her hand to her mouth up to my ear. "Only Juliana has the bed for move to your house today," she whispered softly, "and is not for two people big." Resting back on her heels, her eyes gazing up at me, batting adorably with her pouting lip returning. "I hope you not tonight make me to sleep at the couch." As of that moment, if there had ever been a doubt of my love for her in my heart, my need for her, or my pure desire... it was completely gone now. Like a fish in the sea, I was totally caught hook, line, and sinker!

*****

Apparently it had been Juliana's suggestion for Milena to stay behind at my house... our house, after the first load of boxes and suitcases had been dropped off. She knew the house better than anyone and one of us needed to prepare the extra bedroom for the arrival of the single bed and begin putting things away. Milena protested in a stubborn Spanish discussion with her sister that went too fast to follow even if I knew the language, but in the end, she reluctantly agreed that it made sense. We only needed my SUV to bring the rest of their stuff back and Juliana could help me with lifting the bed.

Just as I was about to head down the stairs, Juliana just ahead walking to the front door, Milena caught hold of my hand and turned me toward her. "Gene..." she looked up at me, her eyes showing a bit of anxiety. She went to say something a couple of times, her eyes darting toward her sister and then back at me. Finally, she held back whatever it was and just gave me a sweet smile, putting her hand on my cheek. "I love you... be careful." I returned with a gentle kiss on her lips, one that she prolonged, both her hands caressing my cheeks until Juliana finally grabbed my hand from behind, laughing and pulling me down the stairs.

She tapped her wrist insistently before adding what sounded like a Spanish sassing of her sister, then opened the front door. Milena waved from the top of the steps as we headed out the door. So that's what it's like to have a woman kiss me goodbye when I'm off to work in the morning? If it was anything like that, I could get used to it real quick!

Getting in the front seat, Juliana put on her seatbelt and leaned on the armrest toward me, smiling warmly... I'd say almost flirtatiously given how the seatbelt pressed against her bosom, making the tightness of her pink top even more pronounced. For my part, though I had just left behind the woman I love in my house, I couldn't exactly stop my male hormones from taking in my passenger's busty display only inches away from me. She leaned over toward me, either clueless of her effect on me or she was just a big tease, and I was starting to suspect it was the latter. "Rapido!" she pointed at the road with a hearty laugh that caused those strained chest pillows to bounce so heavenly, then sat back straight in her seat and adjusting her neckline in a fruitless attempt to cover herself.

The first half of the trip back over to the duplex was quiet... actually awkward between us. We shared a lot of smiles and Juliana would look at me occasionally like she wanted to say something, but then she'd just start giggling again. I knew she didn't know much English and I was even less familiar with her language, yet her energy was contagious. Without sharing a word she was making me laugh with her. I wanted to talk with her, to get to know this mysterious, beautiful woman who I was supposed to marry soon, but I wasn't sure just how she'd understand. "So, Juliana, how long have you been doing hair?" I turned toward her when a red-light stopped me on the east side of town, deciding to give it a shot.

"Hair?" she raised her eyebrows curiously, her hands stroking the silvery-black strands beside her neck. "You like... me hair?"

A bit flustered by the misunderstanding I decided to go along with it. As long as we were communicating about something, it was better than nothing. We would be found out for sure if we didn't start learning some way of talking together soon. "Well... actually, yes. I do like your hair. It's beautiful..."

Her lips grew in a huge smile at the mention of the last word which I guess she understood. "Tank you, Gene," she interrupted before I could continue, leaning on the armrest again, her chin resting on her hand. "I tink... you... beautiful," she laughed, distracting me entirely with her jiggling, womanly sexiness, a golden cross around her neck swinging back and forth like a tantalizing pendulum across the base of her firm breasts. "Sorry... me English... no gud," she continued laughing, her cheeks blushing in embarrassment. Only when the car behind me blew its horn did I finally look away, realizing the light had already turned green.

"That's okay," I chuckled, embarrassed, "you have a pretty voice." That was an understatement; her voice was just plain hypnotic, but I didn't expect her to understand my compliment anyway. Immediately my thoughts returned to Milena left behind in the house, a bit of guilt on my conscious at finding myself so attracted to her sister. Did that mean I wasn't actually in love with her as much as I thought I was? Was I just the worst man ever because of it?

I glanced back at Juliana who was now sitting upright in her chair again, one bare leg bent so her foot rested on the edge of her seat as she looked out the window at the passing buildings. No... any man with a pulse couldn't help but be attracted to her. I couldn't be blamed for that, and it didn't change how I felt for Milena either. Besides, Juliana and I had to eventually pretend to the world that we were a real couple and in love, and the fact that she was damn sexy as hell would definitely help.

It was already late afternoon when we finally arrived back at the duplex. I started backing into the driveway and I saw Juliana twist around towards me to watch where I was going as well. What she didn't see was her shirt pulling tighter across her chest, the material sliding down a little further on one side. Little indentions of her nipples had formed in the thinly stretched material. I was floored until suddenly I heard the scraping noise of a bush on the metal exterior of my SUV. I cursed and quickly threw the SUV into drive again.

What was hell was wrong with me? I had a gorgeous woman back at home who was anxiously awaiting my arrival... she had even said she wanted to make love and sleep in my bed with me tonight! Why couldn't I keep control of myself around her sister? They were just breasts, for crying out loud! Every woman had them and I'd seen enough in porn. I glanced back at her while she unbuckled her seatbelt as though to convince myself they were no big deal. Okay, so maybe they were more... well, more than most women had, I conceded, shrugging as I opened the door.

Chastising myself while checking the scratches from the bush, it dawned on me what my real problem was. I just needed to have sex, plain and simple. It had been too long since I had been with a real woman and internet porn only goes so far; surely my body was just reacting naturally. What was it now, eight years... nine since Ashley had broken my heart in college? She wasn't even very exciting in bed compared to the stories I'd read online, but still, she was my one and only sexual experience so far.

So it was no wonder my focus was so easily swayed by Juliana at the moment; once Milena and I were together the first time... physically and emotionally intimate with each other in pure love making... that would calm my hormones down, right? Until then, I'd just have to try to ignore Juliana... and those gorgeous toned legs as I stared at her walking away from me... and that sexy, Latina ass being hugged by tight, little shorts which followed every succulent curve as she climbed the steps to her front door. Dammit! My erection throbbed in my jeans as I watched her walk. Damn... I needed to buy those condoms on the way home!

For about fifteen minutes I was able to focus entirely on the task at hand, my erection subsiding as my mind went about working. That and only seeing her as the two of us passed each other while taking boxes out to my SUV. Soon enough, though I'm not sure if it was my subconscious intention or not, I found myself arriving just as Juliana was bending over into the back, stretching to set the boxes on top of each other. Her gorgeous ass stuck out like a model of feminine perfection, her tight shorts raising on her cheeks, exposing the bottoms of her sweet flesh as she struggled with the boxes within. All I could do was wait until she finished... watching her move like a dumbfounded idiot, my erection returning instantly and even harder than before.

We continued this pattern for the remaining boxes in the house, taking another twenty minutes or so to finish. Juliana was either dancing along to a Spanish rhythm in her head or she had caught on to my sly plan, wiggling her hips back and forth in an enticing tease just about the time I would arrive with my hands full. After a while, I barely even bothered to hide the fact that I was staring at her ass, enjoying how tightly her mini-shorts hugged her curves from behind. Was that even a hint of her feminine treasure between her legs that I was seeing? It looked like her shorts had wedged themselves between her lips, the outlines faintly visible, but it could easily have only been my imagination on complete overdrive.

The last boxes in hand, I was really getting into her teasing wiggle and starting to second guess my previous decisions. Was I really confident that Milena was the sister that I wanted? After all, I was going to marry Juliana; this gorgeous woman before me was about to be my legal wife in four days... I would have every reasonable right to sexually enjoy her gorgeous body and make her mine. And, given the way she had teased me, it didn't seem like she would be put off by the idea either. That way we wouldn't even have to lie about the marriage...

No! I shook my head, turning away from her and setting down the boxes. Then I walked briskly inside while taking long, deep breaths, feeling ashamed of my own thoughts. Milena had told me it would only be sex with Juliana and that's all I was seeing her for at that moment, a sexual object meant solely for my animalistic needs. That wasn't real; with Milena we had a connection of hearts, shared feelings of love between us. That's what I wanted... that's what I longed for, a love that would last a lifetime. I could see that possibility with Milena; it wasn't just about the sex, and once Milena and I made love, surely my growing desire for Juliana would simply go away. I just knew it would.

As much as possible, I completely avoided looking at Juliana the rest of the time we finished loading. She helped me lift the bed to the roof of the SUV, standing inside an open door to barely reach the top and I tied it down on both sides firmly with bungee cords. Juliana was constantly by my side, helping everywhere she could, holding things tight and putting a grand effort into her part so we could finish quickly. She was a hard worker, I had to give her that.

Finally, with everything ready to go, I took a last walk through their unit, making sure all that was left behind were the furniture and decorations that Milena had told me should stay. Under the bathroom sink I found a few odd personal hygiene items which I threw into a bag and tossed in the back of my SUV. Once I was in, Juliana leaned over to smile at me once more like she had when we first left the house, but I refused to look at her again like I had been, fearful of what treasons my mind would commit if I did.

"Gene?" out of my peripheral, I could make out that her smile was turning quite concerned by my cold reactions, but still I refused to look at her. "Gene..." she insisted, waving a hand in front of my face. I sighed heavily and I shook my head, knowing it was of no use. I couldn't be rude to her; she didn't deserve that at all. Besides, she was just too playfully sweet, so I looked back at her and smiled.

"Ready to go home, Juliana?" I focused solely on her eyes, not letting my view go anywhere else. Don't look down... don't look down, I repeated in my mind. Damn, why did she have to have such gorgeous eyes? I smiled even bigger, probably looking quite silly, but I had to pretend there was absolutely nothing wrong at all. As I started the vehicle, she smiled back at me, a relief visually spreading over her.

"I tink..." she leaned a little closer, her hand resting on my shoulder, "you mad... me." She shook her head and stuck out her bottom lip like Milena had done earlier, her eyes drooping sadly like a puppy dog being left home alone. Oh, my God! Please don't do this to me...

"No, I'm not mad at you, Juliana," I shifted into drive, purposefully looking away but she immediately put her hand over mine and forcefully shifted it back into park.

She leaned even closer, her face getting dangerously near mine. I could smell her sweet perfume, stronger than Milena's... a sexier, more aggressive smell. It was driving me wild. "You no mad?" she shook her head, touching her fingertip to her pursed lips, "...kiss." I laughed uneasily, hiding my trembling hand by running it through my hair, using the excuse to look away from her. Kissing her was the last thing I wanted to do... well, actually, it was exactly what I wanted to do, more than anything at that moment, but it was the last thing I should be doing. "No kiss..." she shook her head, grabbing my jaw and forcibly turning me toward her as she pouted again, "you mad me."

I inhaled deep, confused on what I should do. It was just a kiss, after all, no big deal, right? I had kissed her in the salon and Milena had even insisted that I do it. Was it really any different now? It wasn't like I was going to strip her naked and fuck her right there in the car... not that the fantasy hadn't crossed my mind, maybe more than once... damn, she was driving me crazy! Still, I couldn't exactly let her believe I was mad at her for some stupid reason. She hadn't done anything wrong... well, she had been teasing me, but I was the pervert who just couldn't stop ogling her sexy body. That wasn't really her fault.

Breathing deep once more, I resigned myself to it and leaned forward, our lips came together in just a quick peck before she sat back in her seat, laughing playfully and put her seatbelt on. "Go now. Milena wans you," she pointed ahead and put her hand over mine again as if to shift the vehicle into drive. "Rapido! Go, Gene..." Cracking up laughing with my mind a jumbled mess, I put the SUV into drive.

Her mentioning of Milena brought my thoughts back to her immediately and then the request she had made of me. Making love to her was exactly what I needed... and maybe she needed it, too. Maybe that's why she had mentioned it instead of waiting on me to say something first. She had seemed so adorably shy about it, yet she had made it quite clear what she wanted. The very next pharmacy I saw, I pulled in.

"We stop?" Juliana looked puzzled at me.

"I need to pick something up... for Milena," I didn't even consider whether she would understand me, shutting off the engine in a hurry. To my embarrassed horror, Juliana started to get out of the SUV as well. "No," I nearly shouted at her, holding up my hand to stop her. "You need to stay..." I used my hands to point inside the vehicle, "...with the bed," and then toward the roof. After a moment she understood, smiling and laughing, but most importantly, returning to her seat. There was just no way I could get up the courage to buy condoms with her beside me. I was going to be embarrassed enough as it was.

Walking around the store aimlessly, I waited until no one was in line up front. Back in college, Ashley always had a large supply, probably because she was a lot more sexually experienced than I was, so having never bought any myself before I grabbed a couple of random boxes of condoms. Being unsure which had what purpose and not wanting to take the time to figure it out at that moment, I headed to the cashier. I refused to look him in the eye either as I paid, taking my bag with a snappy "Thanks, man," and leaving out the door just as quickly as I could.

Opening the back door to my SUV, I set the bag down inside, but by the time I had sat in the driver's seat again, Juliana had grabbed it before I could stop her and was quite interested in its contents. "Oh, Milena be very happy..." she laughed, digging through my recent purchases, holding the boxes up one at a time as if to inspect them. Then, nudging my arm teasingly, she added, "Or... me very happy?" she bit her bottom lip and wiggled her eyebrows at me very exaggeratedly, her eyes peeking between my legs as if my manhood were on full display for her. She cracked up laughing and I faked laughing along, out of pure embarrassment as I snatched the bag back from her, blushing a deep, dark red. I threw it in the back again and started up the engine.

*****

By the time they had finished bringing everything inside, setting up her bed and unpacking most of the boxes, Juliana was as exhausted as the rest of them. Thankfully, Milena had thought to cook up a quick dinner while they were out, already playing the happy housewife that she seemed born to do. She'd greeted Gene with an enthusiastic and passionate kiss as well as a warm, delicious dinner upon their arrival. They ate and enjoyed each other's company with mostly harmless small talk, though Juliana had been tempted to tease her sister about the bag full of prophylactics Gene had bought, but instead held her tongue. Then they returned to the unpacking work, and her great meal gave them the energy to get done before sunset.

"Let's watch a movie together?" Milena suggested first to her sister in Spanish and then repeated in slightly less perfect English to Gene. Juliana truly admired her for that ability, wishing she had learned a little more in school and was growing more determined by the minute to try even harder in class. After all, she had a real motive now that she'd lacked before, that is if she ever wanted to talk directly with Gene, her soon-to-be husband, in more than a few broken words.

Several minutes later after a lot of back and forth between her and her sister, Milena translating the choices and ideas constantly as Gene said he didn't care, they jointly decided to share a romantic comedy. Gene set up the TV and DVD, making sure to turn on the Spanish subtitles before taking his place at one end of the couch, Milena immediately claiming her rightful place snuggled up next to him, curling her legs under her body and resting her head on his chest. With a blissful sigh, she draped her arm across his body as he wrapped his around her waist.

Juliana sat in the nearby chair, her bare legs draped over the edge, leaving space for the new lovebirds to cuddle freely. Though the movie was predictably cute, she wasn't all that interested in it, preferring instead to just watch them out of the corner of her eye. Milena was slowly drifting to sleep while lying on his chest, like he was a giant teddy bear that kept her warm and safe. She looked so peaceful there, so blissfully happy that Juliana couldn't help but smile widely. They truly did make a beautiful couple... and she couldn't be happier for her sister.

Her gaze drifted from the two of them to just Gene after a while, her eyes roaming his masculine body from head to toe. After several long minutes, she let out a heavy sigh. Milena was definitely lucky... damn lucky. Gene had turned out to be surprisingly amazing; she had known he was rich and had a nice house, one that she now got to live in which was awesome on its own account. What she hadn't counted on was him being attractive, funny, sweet and just plain enjoyable to be around.