I Started With The Sister, Finished With The Brother

Hey Swēt, I have a confession, and I've never told a living soul. In one night I had both of them, the sister and the brother, and I'm the one who started it.

Bisi has been my girl for years, and her fine brother Femi rolls with our crew everywhere we go. That's just how we move, out most weekends, and on the dance floor there were never any rules between the three of us. I'd grind on Bisi and she'd give it right back, Femi's hands would find my waist from behind, and nobody ever made it weird. What none of them knew was how much I had started to enjoy it, being wanted by the two of them at once, and how long I'd quietly been wondering what I'd do if it ever went further.

That night we did the usual, and by the time the club pushed us out, none of us were ready to sleep. So we piled back to Femi's place to keep the night going. Just the three of us, music low, drinks still moving, that loose, warm, anything-can-happen kind of tired. Bisi curled into me on the couch the way she always does, Femi dropped down on my other side, and for the first time I didn't shift my body away from either of them.

I'd spent months telling myself to behave. That night, ehn, I decided I was done behaving. I turned to Bisi first, slow, watching her face to be sure, and when she didn't pull away, I made the move I'd been holding onto for a year. I just moved in and kissed her, slowly at first then it started getting a bit intense. Femi was right there watching, and God help me, I liked that he was watching.