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Lily
My little sister, Ella, pulls up right behind me in our older sister, Belle’s, driveway. Tonight is our monthly book club meeting. It’s the only way we can actually stay in touch in our lives. It was Belle’s idea. She was upset that the three of us never hung out anymore, and insisted on this book club a couple of years ago.
I was so opposed to it at first, but it’s come to be one of my favorite parts of every month. Though, I’ll never admit it to Belle. Ella smiles as we meet on the path leading to Belle’s front door.
“Hey, girl,” I say, accepting Ella’s hug.
“How are you?” she asks.
“Tired,” I sigh, knocking on the heavy door painted a sunny yellow. It’s so Belle.
“You and me both,” Ella says, tucking her hair, several shades lighter than mine, behind her ear.
Her hair falls somewhere between Belle’s golden blond and my deep brown, almost black. She’d had it cut into a long bob a couple of months ago. It actually looks amazing on her, but I keep my compliments to myself. Belle gushed at Ella enough about it for the both of us when she first got it done.
I frown when no one answers the door, and knock again.
“See if it’s unlocked,” Ella says from behind me. I try the doorknob, and it turns to admit us.
I know Belle is home. Her car is parked right next to mine, and her husband, Neal’s car is in front of hers parked in the garage that they’d left open. I wonder if they’d at least been smart enough to lock the door that leads into the house from the garage. Apparently, no one breaks into houses anymore.
The familiar smell of peaches and citrusy oranges fills my nose. It’s Belle’s favorite scent of candle. She burns them all damn day. Ella is directly behind me as we pass the formal dining room right off of the foyer and continue down the short enclosed hallway into the open floorplan of the kitchen, informal dining area, and living space. Directly across from the giant kitchen island is a staircase leading to the three upstairs bedrooms and guest bathroom. The master bed is around the corner behind the wall that holds the staircase and off of the living room.
My annoyance spikes as I wonder where the hell Belle is. She knows tonight is Book Club night. Ella passes me to head around the corner and to their bedroom, but we both freeze within a second. Loud moans and whimpers fill the air. I grit my teeth as Ella and I look at each other with dread.
“Neal! Please! Yes!”
“You’re pussy is so fucking wet for me baby.”
I want to throw one of those wine glasses that’s sitting on the kitchen island into their bedroom door. Ella sighs and takes a stool at the island. I sit beside her and drop my head in my hands. Heat floods my face and neck from my hairline to my shoulders.
I hate when they do this. She knew we’d be here at this time. The least she could do is not fuck her god damned husband right before it’s time for us to meet. I make a mental note to suggest we meet at the library next month. We can’t walk in on them having sex at the library right? Nevermind. Knowing these two degenerates, no place is off limits for them.
They get louder as a dull thumping joins the noise. The thumping gets quicker and quicker as Belle’s screams get louder. She’s begging for him to fuck her harder as I’m begging for God to strike me dead. Ella has her arms wrapped around herself. Her face is bright red, and her lips are pinched tight. I imagine I must look the same. Belle's final scream sounds like the one she climaxes on, because it gets quiet again.
“I hate her so much,” I grumble.
“Maybe she lost track of time,” Ella says quietly, her voice shaking.
“Like hell. When the fuck has she ever cared about how uncomfortable she makes us with all the fucking they do? She doesn’t give a damn.”
“Lil, I’m sure it’s not like that.”
“She’s just rubbing her perfect relationship in our faces,” I snap, itching to break that wine glass still.
“I’m happy that she’s so happy. You should be too,” Ella says quietly.
“I would be happy if I didn’t have to hear them fucking,” I reply sharply.
“It’s been years. You should be used to it by now.”
I turn my lip up, searing Ella with a look. “Who gets used to that? At this point, it’s disrespectful.”
I hear movement, and then Belle’s giggles. Neal’s deep voice carries through the door though I can’t make out what he’s saying. At least they closed their door this time. I’ve walked in on them fully naked and going at it too many times to count. I definitely can go without ever seeing Neal’s bare ass again for the rest of my life.
When the door opens, I tense. Belle comes out, her body barely covered in a sport’s bra and a thong. She’s pulling her long, blonde hair up in a bun with a wide smile on her face and a sparkle in her golden brown eyes. Those same eyes widen when she takes her attention off her grinning husband long enough to see us sitting at the island.
“Lily! Ella! Oh no! What time is it? I’m so sorry!”
