Coral and I had settled into a life together that thoroughly upended my routine. As months passed, my once silent retreat transformed into a laughter-filled home. I welcomed the change; it made me feel complete.

We dove into woodworking, scouring neighboring barns for furniture to refinish. One particular barn held an old crib that Coral became fixated on, a choice that seemed far from coincidental. Though the barn owner initially refused to sell due to sentimental value, I later made a compelling offer while Coral was away and secretly began restoring it in my shed.

One Friday, a forceful knock on our door shattered the calm. In this remote wilderness, such knocks often signaled emergency. I opened the door to a young woman with short black hair, her eyes holding an air of disdain I hadn't seen in years.

“Where’s Coral?” she demanded.

Realizing she was probably a friend from Coral's city life, I sensed an impending confrontation. Despite my inclination to dismiss her, I've always believed in letting people speak their truth.

“Coral’s in town, but she'll be back soon. Would you like to come in and wait?” I offered. She hesitated, peering inside suspiciously. Her grey eyes and long eyelashes stood out sharply against her short hair. Her demeanor suggested she was ready for a fight, but I remained calm, noting her lack of transportation.

“How about a glass of water?” I suggested.

She nodded uneasily. As I returned with the water, Coral arrived. The two women hugged, but their conversation quickly turned tense, the friend accusing me of holding Coral against her will. Coral laughed it off, trying to assure her friend, but to no avail.

It then dawned on me … This wasn’t her ‘friend’ This was Ines, Coral’s sister.

Ines sat inside, sipping her water, her eyes following me as I retreated to the balcony for a cigar. Hours passed, and their discussion showed no signs of slowing. Heading to the barn, I cleaned up Coral's painting area, reflecting on the day’s events.

It wasn’t long before Ines stormed out. Coral watched her leave with a pained expression. Joining her on the porch, I comforted her. “I guess you haven’t seen Ines in a long time” Coral sighed, expressing her happiness with me but frustrated by Ines's misunderstanding.

That evening, Coral painted while I dozed. She later approached me with concern. “I’m worried about Ines. Could you find her and make sure she’s safe?” she asked.

I set out in the truck, but the journey took an unexpected turn when I found Ines in danger, getting assaulted by a trucker. I intervened, ensuring her safety, but my pickup was left smashed as the trucker hit it while peeling away.

With dropping temperatures and increasing rain, we sought shelter in a nearby hunting cabin. By the time we reached the cabin, night had enveloped us. I quickly started a fire to warm Ines, who remained silent, lost in thought. After the rain eased, I built a second fire outside, giving her privacy. Our dinner was simple - canned beans with ham, which she hesitantly accepted, glaring at the can as she informed me she was a vegetarian. That night, Ines's scream about a wolf jolted me awake, I entered the cabin to the sight of her half naked body only to find a harmless fox looking meekly at her as she stood on her cot her hands on her breasts.

The next morning, we hitched a ride back to town, and I arranged for a tow truck.

Back home, Coral and Ines shared a heartfelt embrace upon learning about the harrowing incident. I suggested that I sleep in the living room to give them both the master bedroom, and Coral readily agreed. As time passed, Ines's initial guardedness gradually melted away. Our days were filled with long walks and enjoyable conversations. I often found Ines and Coral sharing laughter in the kitchen as they prepared dinner or worked together in the barn. Observing Ines's transformation from a guarded tomboy to someone truly relishing her time with us, I couldn't help but feel a tinge of sadness at the thought of her eventual departure.

One night brought a significant change. Ines was packing, with Coral by her side, as I read in the living room. Coral urged Ines to come and talk to me. Facing both women, Ines remained silent until Coral, rolling her eyes in frustration, turned to me.

“She feels like she’s impeding our happiness by staying here, and she wants to leave... but I don’t want her to go,” Coral confessed. I considered Coral's words, then turned to Ines. “What solution would work for both you and Coral?” I asked. There was a heavy pause before Coral spoke again, her voice laden with meaning. “I want Ines to be part of our happiness.”

The silence that followed was profound, lasting what felt like an eternity. In that moment, I understood Coral’s intention. That night revealed enough for me to grasp the depth of Coral’s feelings and the potential new dynamics of our relationships.

That night, all three of us shared the master bed and Ines’s irresistible sensuality made her glow like an apparition in the cabin. I licked myself to the tip of her clit and ate her endlessly feeling her turn into water on my tongue. She kissed Coral passionately and our tryst made our limbs mix in the darkness with irresistible pace.

When Coral begged for me to penetrate Ines, I placed her on the bed prone bone and worked a slow pace as she got used to my girth and length, the slow giration of our hips, an irresistible dance that never slowed. As I felt my point of culmination nearing I grabbed Ines’s hair into a tight pony tail and pushed deeply, thrusting with purpose to the sound of Coral clamouring for our baby to have a sibling … I lowered myself to Ines’s ear

“Do you want a baby with your sister?” To which Ines just grunted in approval making me unleash a flood of semen inside her beautiful tight cunt.

I struggled for breathe as she started moaning loudly pushing hard on me, Coral hugging Ines, their tongues intermixing into a long kiss.

We fell asleep and woke up laughing together, I had never felt so blessed.

As we headed into town, all three of us sitting on the bench of my newly repaired truck Ines looked at Coral and then whispered in my ear

“I found the crib in the shed, we might need a bigger one soon”