Heather stands up to confront you.
From Create Your Own Story
Heather pushes herself up from her chair to block your path. Strangely she doesn't say anything. She just stares into your eyes, seeking answers silently.
"Honey? Is something wrong?"
"I'm your daughter too you know!" Heather stammers, stomping her foot.
You try to play it cool. She may not have noticed anything yet.
"Why are you so upset? What's gotten into you?"
"I'm upset because you haven't gotten into me!"
You're shocked into silence. Another wave of memories hit you. Heather had openly pursued you a few years ago and you had enough sense then to shoot her down, instead relieving your frustrations with some poorly paid interns desperate to climb up the corporate ladder. It's not as if you weren't interested but at the time you didn't know Stacy shared similar feelings towards your kids. If you had known things might have turned out differently. Instead you hoped Heather was going through a phase seeking out more intimate male attention. Once she found it in a long series of boyfriends you had assumed she had moved on. Clearly this wasn't the case.
Jessie glances between you and Heather. She can't possibly know what is going on here, and yet her timidness implies she knows something.
"Heather... I... don't know what you mean..."
You feign ignorance. You don't want to bring up bad memories if you can avoid them.
"I was throwing myself at you and you pushed me away. And now you're going to take my sister away from me?!?"
Your face scrunches up in confusion. "What? What are you talking ab-"
You gasp as you feel the backs of three fingers slide up your cock; two on either side and one right up the middle of Jessie's slit. You feel Jessie shudder in your arms as the fingers push their way between you a few times. The middle finger disappears on the next up stroke, and with Jessie tensing up it is clear that it's gone inside her.
Heather's face is deeply emotional. Her eyes are welling up but her expression is steadfast and firm.
"You never loved me, did you? Well I won't let you take Jess from me! She's mine!"
Heather must have turned to her younger sister for comfort when you stuffed her advances. Did Jessie decide to pick up where she left off? Is this genetic or something?
What now?
