Lust, Guilt, Entrapment Ch. 02

Melissa was really affectionate the next morning. It was great. I stood on the strength of my resolution, and dedicated myself to her happiness more than ever before. Which she loved. I waited and waited for the phone call asking me to drive Tammy around, but it never came. I began to relax, at least a little.

It was five or six weeks later, I don't remember exactly, when my sister called. It was a Saturday, and she needed help with a bad wall socket. Melissa pushed me out the door and I was on my way. It was a hot summer afternoon, and there wasn't much sunlight left. That meant I needed to hurry -- I'd learned a long time ago to turn off the breakers, and that meant working by natural light. Flashlights just aren't the same.

I knocked, and heard Susan's voice from inside the house. "It's open!"

I walked in and headed for the kitchen. And froze in my tracks.

"Tammy, what -- how did-"

She put her finger to her lips. Her own lips were uncovered, being flaunted like her breasts, her legs, and her phone. She was pressing the call button. "Hey Melissa, it's Tams!"

Holy shit, she'd called my wife. Tammy's free hand was working my belt. I was frozen, afraid to make a sound as she dropped my shorts. I rarely wear underwear, so she immediately had access to my cock. She kept chatting the whole time. As soon as she had me in her hand she asked my wife a question, then knelt and took me into her mouth.

Dammit, there I was, naked from the waist down in my sister's kitchen, with my sister-in-law sucking me as deeply as she could, while listening to my wife talk about who knows what! How the hell did this happen? It had been such a normal day just seconds earlier! I had been such a normal guy weeks earlier, too...

My dick remembered Tammy; her mouth was getting me hard as hell in no time. She stared up at me with smirking eyes as she listened to my wife. She'd gotten on her knees, and her free hand was working hard between her legs. I could smell her lust as my shaft responded all too eagerly to her mouth. I was trapped. There was no way to do the right thing, to stand by the promise I'd made myself.

So I did the next best thing. Oh, shut up; would you have been thinking clearly? I decided the next best thing to do was to get it over with quickly. I put a hand behind Tammy's head and began using her mouth, hard. Her eyes glowed with delight. She kept up her half of the conversation with occasional grunts and "mm-hmm"s. Every now and then she'd whip her hand out from between her legs and push against my hip, wanting to control the force of my hips against her face, my knob against the back of her throat. But those were pretty light pushes. After a few minutes she gave a real push; she had to answer.

"Oh, I don't know -- a girl's gotta get laid, but she's also gotta be careful, you know. Even if it's a friends-with-benefits, nothing more, he's got to meet standards. You remember, don't you?"

She had been stroking me the whole time, giving me a break without completely abandoning my cock. As she finished speaking, she turned around over the kitchen island and pulled me to her pussy. Fine, I can cum even faster that way. Yep, that's seriously what I thought. Determination, ethics, good intentions, common fucking sense; they all melt away when your boner is too stimulated.

Speaking of being too stimulated, Tammy grunted as I shoved my cock deep inside her. She tried to cover it with a little cough. Melissa must not have noticed. It didn't sound like she was asking about it. So I pounded away. Tammy started waving her arm. I threw my head back and rutted for all I was worth. I closed my eyes, wanting to focus entirely on the feel of my sister-in-law's body gripping me.

And then I felt a hand gripping me as the pussy slid off my dick. I looked down, and I honestly screamed. My eyes registered the sight just as my dick registered the feeling of the mouth on my dick.

My sister's mouth. My wet, pussy-soaked dick was not in my sister-in-law's mouth. It was in my actual, grew-up-one-door-down sister's mouth. And she was not wasting time. Her hand gripped my base, her lips were sealed to my shaft, and her throat was working hard to accept me.

Then I saw a flash of light. I looked over. Tammy had just taken a picture of us. My wife's sister, who had enticed me into fucking her a few weeks earlier, now had a photograph of my sister sucking my dick.

A picture of my sister and I committing incest.

I looked down, barely able to think. But I could process the sights before me. My sister was naked. Well, almost naked. Her knees stuck out where I could see them, and they were sheathed in fishnet stockings. Her lipstick was red as cherries. And her eyes looked absolutely enraptured.

Her engagement ring flashed in the light of the kitchen. I knew her wedding ring was right next to it. She did not care.

"That's it, suck him, just like you've always wanted to" Tammy said.

My head swung toward Tammy, and she took another picture. When she saw it, she laughed out loud.

I picked up my jaw.

"Want him to fuck you?" Tammy asked.

"God, yes" Susan said, pulling me out of her mouth. She stood up and turned around. She moved her legs, and I had a perfect view of her pussy peeking out underneath her cheeks. She'd kept a grip on me, and guided me to her waiting body.

I hesitated. I'll admit it, I really wanted to just ram myself into her. Her blowjob had been so amazing, a lifetime of never thinking of her that way at all had evaporated like a bank account in Vegas. I wanted to feel her. I wanted to be inside her. But I also wanted to stick to whatever was left of my desire to be a good husband. This was a whole new level of depravity.

Susan wiggled, pushing, wanting me inside her just as badly as I wanted to be inside her.

Tammy grinned, and waved her phone in front of me. I caught a brief glimpse of her photo of Susan blowing me, and then I felt her hand on my back. The phone had been a misdirection. She knew just what direction to push, though. She shoved.

I was inside my sister. No matter what happened to me for the rest of my life, I now knew what she felt like taking me into her pussy. I knew the slick wetness. I knew the grip of her body as I entered her. I knew the sound of her gasp as her ass cushioned the impact of my hips.

"Oh fuck, finally -- fuck! Yes! I've waited so fucking long!" She was almost screaming the words. The words almost fried my brain. This wasn't a new impulse for her; she had wanted this. She had wanted me.

I realized a few things about myself in that instant. The simple fact that she wanted me made me feel manly, proud. You've gotta be something special for your own sister to want you, right? Also, I still felt guilty about my wife. Also, I wanted my sister. The deed was done, nothing would change that, and dammit she was a sexy woman! It felt amazing, she wanted it, I wanted it, so why pretend we could roll back the clock? My hesitation had been all about my wife, or if there had been any sibling hesitation it was gone.

I grabbed her hips and gave her everything I had. It's a good thing she was bent over an island and not a table; I'd have pushed a table across the room, or broken it outright. She was grunting and moaning underneath me as I used her body. I wasn't tender, I wasn't gentle, I was fucking.

I wrapped one arm around her waist and grabbed her breast with the other. And I pounded.

"Oh god, you're right Tammy, he fucks like an animal! I'm so glad you told me, fuck!"

Tammy took a couple of pictures and then set down her phone. She walked up behind me and pressed herself against me, rubbing my shoulders as I worked myself deep inside my sister.

"Such a naughty boy, fucking your own sister! You're loving this, aren't you? Does her pussy feel good?"

"Fuck yes!" I growled. "She feels incredible!"

"Better than me?"

"I'd have to fuck you both to be sure!"

"Mm, I bet we can arrange that" Tammy purred in my ear. "But right now you should focus on your sister."

I was pounding hard, and I think the counter was getting uncomfortable.

"Let's go to bed!" Susan said. "I want you in my bed."

"Oo, yeah, come on lover, let's all go to bed!" Tammy agreed.

It wasn't easy, but I didn't want to hurt my sister. So I pulled out and gave my sister room to get up. She turned around and kissed me, then laughed and ran to her bedroom. Tammy pushed me along, and soon the three of us were testing her mattress.

"Back inside me, now!" Susan begged. She lay back and opened her legs. Her arms reached out to me. I climbed onto the bed and got between her legs. We were mating again. I held her legs out and slid deep into her. Tammy crawled onto the bed and began sucking Susan's nipple. My sister stared into my eyes over Tammy's head.

Tammy released the nipple and moved down. She pulled me out of my sister and sucked me. Not for long though; Susan whined and worked her hips. Tammy guided me back into her again.

"Oh you feel so fucking good baby!"

"Am I your baby? Your baby -- sister?"

"Yes you are -- and you are so fucking sexy!"

Tammy moved up and kissed Susan, rubbing a breast against Susan's. I watched them kiss for a while as my sister's body clung to my invading rod. Then Tammy sat up, kissed me, and moved back.

"I want to watch you two" she said in a husky voice.

I slowed, wanting to be inside her for as long as possible.

"Kiss me big brother!" she said. Hearing her say that turned me on so much I pretended not to hear her. She did what I was hoping for and asked again.

"Kiss me big brother, please, every time you've kissed me for years I've wanted you inside me!"

I kissed her, thinking about every peck, every Christmas greeting, every reunion, and imagining the pussy I was now penetrating getting wet from those innocent family hellos. I moved deeply inside her.

"Do you like that little sis? Is this -- deep thrust -- what you've wanted? Tell me!"

"Yesssss" she hissed. "I've wanted this so fucking bad, I even have a dildo I call Carl. I've wanted you so long."

"Have you sis? Was it worth the wait?"

"I wish we'd been fucking for years, but you feel soooo good inside me!"

I kissed her, then began licking and kissing her neck. She rocked her hips underneath me, taking me so deep I felt myself tap her cervix. She clung to me as our bodies worked together, and then she was panting and crying and cumming. I forced myself as deep as I could go, and her hips rocked. She screamed, and I felt her clit against me. She rubbed it as she orgasmed underneath me. I had given my little sister an orgasm.

"Thank you Carl" she breathed as her quivering vagina sent the last trembling shocks through both of our bodies. "Thank you."

When her orgasm was done, she told me "keep pumping -- hard! I don't know how you knew to hold still but I fucking love that when I'm cumming!"

I began moving again. Her pussy was even wetter, and her spasms had spread her legs so far she was basically doing the splits. I looked down at where my hardon was violating my sister.

"Tammy, get a picture!" she said. Tammy got up and found her phone, and I flexed as I continued fucking. Might as well look good while my sister-in-law photographed our incestuous mating.

"Bend over Susan" Tammy told her. She squirmed to get out from under me and rolled over. She pulled her knees up and I was presented with the amazing sight of my sister's pussy. It was wet with her lust, and framed by her thighs and ass. And then it was full of my dick.

I was in heaven, pounding away as my sister took everything I could give her. She moaned her joy into the bed. I felt her fingers as my balls slapped her body. She was rubbing her clit as we fucked. Soon she was taking huge gulps of air, her body rocking underneath me. Then she climaxed. I remembered what she'd said before and thrust myself as deep as possible, but this time she wiggled and quivered. Maybe it was just the different position. I held myself deep and let her revel in her orgasm.

As she gasped out her recovery, she began rocking back and forth. She wanted me to start thrusting again. I held her ass and began sliding my erection back and forth inside my sister's body. She was sighing with pleasure, enjoying the feeling of her big brother moving inside her body.

"Oh god I love your dick. We're finally doing it. You're finally taking me. I've wanted this my whole life. I've wanted to be your fuck toy. I will do anything for your dick, from now on. I'm yours to fuck whenever you want big brother!"

"As long as you leave some for me!" Tammy laughed.

"Don't laugh, I'm serious -- fuck me!"

"Oh, I understand baby. Don't worry, don't take it wrong. You just enjoy yourself" Tammy reassured her.

"Oh I am!" Susan sighed. "He's finally inside me! Carl?"

"Yes my sister?"

"I want to mark myself -- mark my body as yours. Tell me what you want."

I was too busy savoring her pussy's grip to think straight. "What do you mean?"

"A tattoo, a piercing, something, jewelry -- no, jewelry can come off -- I want something permanent."

"Uh, I, uh, pierce your nipple!" I don't know where that came from, I just wanted to answer her.

"Oh god yes, thank you -- which one? Both?"

"Left. I'm left-handed, so pierce your left nipple."

"Thank you -- the next time you see my tits I'll have it done. Fuck, you feel so fucking good inside me!"

I wondered if she'd actually do it. I didn't wonder for long, though. Her pussy was really interfering with my higher thought processes. I gripped her ass and pumped. My hands slid a bit, and my left thumb pressed against her asshole.

"Is that what you want? I've never done it but I'll do anything for my big brother's dick."

I'd had anal sex a couple of times. It was sexy and felt great, but I didn't like how I felt afterwards. The women had always seemed so sore, I felt guilty. I'd never done it twice with any of the women who'd offered it to me.

"I want your pussy sis. That's what I want. YOU'RE who I want."

"Ahem!" Tammy said, and she crawled over and pulled me out of my sister's pussy. She sucked me deep into her throat, then pushed me back to Susan's pussy. "So you don't forget who made all this happen" she said as I got back to work inside my sister.

"Uh-huh" Susan gasped. "You're right, but dammit I love his dick!"

I was really going at it now. My thrusts were so deep, the impacts so hard it shook the whole bed. We were both grunting and panting as I violated the eager pussy that I now knew had wanted my dick for years. I was an animal mounting my chosen mate, rutting with no thought but to fulfill my purpose inside her hungry body.

I soon discovered just how hungry her body was. I felt the swell, felt the rise as my genitals prepared to feed her womb.

"I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum inside you Susan!"

"Yes you are!" she said, but then she confused me deeply by diving forward. I was pulled out of her, my throbbing dick suddenly deprived. Until she took me into her mouth and sucked. She slammed her face into me. I've fucked a woman's face before, but that was the first time a woman ever fucked her own face on my cock.

I said something incoherent but loud, and then Susan was drinking my cum. I grabbed her head and used her throat, barely able to exert enough control to keep from bruising her. She gave a strangled moan as surge after jet after surge of my incestuous lust flooded her mouth, her throat, her insides. I was cumming inside my sister. "Taste it! Taste me!" I growled through gritted teeth. I didn't need to say it -- she was working to get every drop she could from my balls and into her mouth. Tammy came over and stroked my sucking sister, gently pushing her head. She was transfixed by the sight of Susan's desperate hunger for my sperm. As the last pulse shot from my shaft and into my sister's mouth, I began shifting from intense pleasure to unbearable hypersensitivity.

I vented the energy into my arms, flailing and pounding the bed as my sister kept sucking. It was blind luck that neither of my lovers were in the way, and I'm very grateful. I would have felt terrible if I'd accidentally met one of their bodies, but I was almost totally out of control. The things my sister's mouth were doing to my cock were difficult to cope with.

"Uh, baby, you'd better give him a break. He's going to dislocate his shoulder. Or his cock."

"Uh. Fine. All right" Susan said. But she just moved down and began licking my balls. I gasped for air, taking advantage of the respite. Tammy watched for a brief time and then too matters -- and my sister's face -- into her hands. She crawled over, rolled Susan over, and kissed my sister. I could tell from both of their mouths that Tammy was seeking any remnant of my sperm. I doubt she found any, but at least she distracted Susan and I could really let my hypersensitive body calm down.

I lay back and watched as my breathing slowed to normal. Tammy broke off the kiss.

"Say thank you" she instructed.

"Thank you. So fucking much." Susan said.

I had calmed down enough to want to touch them again, so I rolled over and ran a hand over each woman's body.

"Thank you -- I've got to thank you too. Wow. Just -- there aren't words."

"I enjoyed it too" Tammy said with a big smile. "Watching you two was the hottest thing I've ever seen. We are definitely doing this again!"

That brought me back to reality, enough to wonder how that was going to work.

"Uh, yeah, I want to, but you kn-"

"Oh hush. You just leave everything to me. And if you think about chickening out, remember the photos I've got. Why take risks and force my hand, just to deny yourself this?" She swiped a hand through her dripping lips, and put it to my face. I couldn't help myself, I inhaled very deeply. Just to drive the point home, she fingered my sister and then fed me the fingers.

"Now be a good boy and get dressed. You should be getting home. And don't worry, I won't mind if you and your slutty little sister here get a chance to play without me. Just make sure you tell me all about it, okay?"

"You got it!" Susan said.

"No, you got it tonight -- you got so much more dick than I did, and you didn't even let me taste him. But I understand. You've wanted this for a long time, haven't you?"

Susan nodded. Tammy pushed me out of bed. I took a long, appreciative look at the two naked beauties before me, and headed to the master bath to clean up. I warmed a washcloth and thoroughly scrubbed my face, and then my crotch. When I came back out the girls were curled up together, kissing gently and stroking each other's bodies, more sensuously than passionately.

"We should walk him to the door" Tammy said as I headed out to find my clothes. They watched, arms around each other, as I pulled on my clothes. When I was dressed, Tammy came up, still naked. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me. "Soon" was the only word she said. Then she backed away, giving Susan her turn.

My naked sister looked shy as she tiptoed up and threw her arms around my neck. I put my fingers under her chin and guided her into a kiss. It was deep, and slow, and I felt myself begin to stir again.

"You'd better go. You need to get home. Thank you big brother -- we will do this again!"

"Bye for now little sis -- my lover" I said. Tammy smiled at us from inches away. She was stroking my sister's ass. I really wanted to stay and have them both again, but they were right. I needed to go. My guilt washed over me as I stepped back.

But not as much guilt as the first time I'd been with Tammy.

I drove, thinking about the women I was leaving behind me, and the woman I was driving home to. I was irritated with myself for abandoning my determination to do the right thing. But I was also amazed, almost in awe, of what I'd learned about my sister. And what we'd done. Is this what they mean by 'conflicted?'

I put the windows down, hoping the stream of air would clean off any aromas I wasn't aware of. For a moment, I was watching myself from outside as I held the button. Who was this guy, thinking so naturally about covering my tracks?

I parked my car and went in the house. I half expected Melissa to jump me like last time, but then I remembered that in her mind, the last time had nothing to do with tonight's return.

"Honey, is that you?" I heard Melissa call from the bedroom.

"Yeah baby."

"Welcome home -- how's your sister?"

"She's fine" I said. "You wouldn't believe how much she loves swallowing me" I thought to myself."

"That's nice. Would you mind getting me a glass of wine?"

"Sure baby." I checked, and we had a bottle of her favorite chianti open, so I poured her a glass.

I took it to our bedroom and found my wife reading. She took the glass and puckered, clearly wanting a welcome home kiss. I leaned over and kissed her, gently but lovingly.

"Mind if I read a bit more? I won't be distracted if you watch some TV."

"Sounds good babe." I got undressed, settled in, and found one of my favorite shows. It was a perfect cover to think.

I had now cheated not once, but twice. And both times with members of our family. Did that make it better or worse? I had tried to recommit to my marriage after the first time, but that had failed. Spectacularly. Of course, my guard had been down. I had never suspected that stopping by my sister's house would involve any risk. At all. What had I even gone over there for? Oh yeah, a broken wall plug. Well, something got properly plugged.

I should recommit. I would never let my guard down. Ever. The beautiful, loving woman beside me deserved that. But holy fuck, did I want my sister again. No, no, NO! Never let your guard down. Dammit. I -- dammit.

The next thing I knew I was having an amazing dream. My tool was deep in a wet, starving mouth. The bulging pressure inside me was matched by the lips, mouth and tongue holding it tight. It was a damn good dream. It ended with me moaning my sister's name, but the image in my mind morphed into my wife.

Two days later I got a text from my sister. All it said was "I need to taste you again."

I immediately felt lightheaded. I swear my blood pressure spiked. I was still trying to get my wits about me when another message came through.

"Please answer me. I have to know you'll feed me again. Please."

If there had been any doubt that she really wanted me, it was gone.

Another message. No words. Just a picture. She'd done it. She'd had her nipple pierced. I'd almost forgotten I asked her to do that!

"I was a good girl and did what you asked. Please promise me you'll reward me!"

She was starting to sound desperate, almost scared! I had to answer. I started with "I can't believe you did that -- it looks so hot!" I wanted to tell her how badly I wanted to cum inside her again, but I was trying to be true to my commitment. My recommitment. Whatever. It wasn't easy.

"I love it because you asked me to do it. I need you to tell me you're going to reward me with cum big brother!"

Now, my little sister was four years younger than me. I had always protected her, always taken care of her -- and she'd aways loved me for it. Fuck, that was such a long time ago. We'd been close our whole lives. How had I missed her desire? Some things just never enter your mind. There was nothing we hadn't talked about -- except sex.

Until now.

So I decided to just lay it all out there.

"Listen Susan, you can't imagine how badly I want to be inside you again. You are incredibly sexy and I honestly can't decide if it's despite that you're my sister or because of it. No, it's because you're you. I want to feel your body accepting me, and I want us to do anything you want us to -- but I feel so guilty about Melissa. I want to be with you so bad but I want to be a good husband to Melissa and I don't know what to do with all that."

I saw her typing. There was a time when airports and school bus stations made time drag more than anything else. You could build school bus stations in an international airport and it wouldn't begin to compare to how long it felt like I watched that logo. Finally words appeared.

"Family first. I was your sister long before I was Aaron's wife. You took care of me long before I met him. He loves me, and he's told me he'd do anything to make me happy. Has Melissa ever told you that?"

Of course she had. She'd even told me she felt guilty that we didn't have sex more. But would that make this okay? I kept my answer simple.

"Yes."

"Is it easier to make her happy when you're in a great mood?"

"Yes, it is."

"Call me little sister, please big brother?"

"Yes it is little sister.'

"Then maybe -- maybe -- this is okay big brother. You're so honest with me I have to be honest with you. I'm not completely sure. But I know I have to swallow you again. At least one more time big sexy brother. If we don't I'll fuck the entire vegetable drawer of my fridge. Let's make a deal big brother."

"I'm listening little sister."

"Fuck I love it when you call me that big brother. It sounds completely different now. Here's the deal. We will try this out. I think it will make us so happy we'll be even better husband and wife to our wife and husband. If it doesn't we'll stop. We'll be taking care of each other and we'll be taking care of Melissa and Aaron. Please say yes big brother."

Okay, looking back I know how much we were talking ourselves into what we so desperately wanted. Rampant rationalization. I know we weren't being clear headed. But it's not like we were the first ones to ever do that. Right?

"Yes. I agree, that makes sense little sister. Now tell me what you want little sister -- sexy little sister."

"I want to feel you in my pussy big brother. I want you inside me and then I want to taste us together. I want to feel you fill my mouth with my big brothers cum. I want you to watch me swallow your cum. I want it to nourish my body big brother."

"Little sister we will do that as soon as we can I fucking promise!"

I waited for a response. And waited. And waited. A hundred school busses came and went, and a dozen flights took off. Finally I saw that she was typing.

"I just came for you big brother. I hope your next orgasm is in my mouth."

"I hope so too -- it depends on how long it takes!"

As soon as I hit send I changed my mind.

"I promise -- my next orgasm will be inside you. No matter how long it takes little sister. I need to be inside you."

"You just gave me another orgasm. If Melissa needs you I know that's different, but your promise means so much to me."

A few seconds later "I understand if Tammy needs you too she kind of made this happen but you wanting me you making this promise means so much to me big brother!"

A minute later I got another photo. She was pulling on her new piercing. Probably more roughly than was wise!

"Don't hurt yourself little sister. I'm not taking care of you if you hurt yourself, and I have to take care of my little sister! Maybe you should focus on your pussy."

A few seconds later I got a picture of a finger almost knuckle deep in her body. Then another, with her lips wrapped around that finger.

"My sister as my lover

Is the life I've always needed

Her body and her heart mean

That my joy has been completed"

Sure, it was corny. It was barely poetry, so I hesitate to even say it was bad poetry. But it meant a lot to Susan.

"I'm crying right now, that's so beautiful. You are the best big brother in the world and I can't wait to feel you inside me again!"

A few seconds later I got a picture of her pussy. She had three of her fingers buried in her. "TTYL big brother"

I was in the bathroom with my erection in hand when I remembered I'd promised her I'd save my cum. Dammit! I was almost hopping with frustration. I did something I hadn't done in years; I found my running shoes, put on some shorts and a t-shirt, and before I knew it I was almost two miles from home. By the time I dragged my ass back I was exhausted.

My dreams that night were spectacular. I could practically feel my sister's vagina slipping onto my dick. The next day I gave Melissa one hell of a massage. She purred herself to sleep. I stroked myself to sleep. Which means I stroked myself for what seemed like hours, then kept my hands busy stroking Melissa's ass, then fell asleep after what seemed like a week and a half. I woke up with her head on my chest and so much morning wood the ceiling fan was scaring me.

The text said "do you have an hour?"

"You forgot to say big brother"

"Please big brother do you have some time big brother your little sister needs her big brother!?"

I checked my schedule. "I can be free from two to three, maybe three thirty."

She texted back an address. I checked, and it was a hotel about twenty minutes away. That would cut into the time but I didn't care. I started working my schedule, moving some things to make sure we wouldn't be rushed.

The school busses were interfering with the runway schedule pretty badly by the time I headed out to my car. I had a close call with a policeman -- why he didn't pull me over I'll never know. Usually a close call slows me down for a day or two. Not then. As soon as I was sure he wasn't following me, I got right back to the business of testing my tires' limits.

My sister had texted me the room number. I practically sprinted across the parking lot. My casual stroll through the lobby probably didn't fool anyone, since my dick got to the elevators well before the rest of me. I almost hit the button for the second floor by accident, if you know what I mean.

I knocked on the door to the room, and I heard eager steps from inside.