I was sitting on the edge of Vanessa's massive bed in her Beverly Hills mansion, scrolling mindlessly through my phone when I heard her voice drift in from the bathroom. She was getting ready for the night, and from the tone of her voice, I could tell she was about to drop some news on me.
"Tristan," Vanessa called out, her voice smooth and calm like it always was, "my sisters are coming by tonight for a visit."
I paused, glancing up from my phone. Her sisters? This was news to me. I knew Vanessa had two younger sisters, but I'd never actually met them. I hadn't even thought about it much, honestly. Vanessa and I had kept our relationship fairly private, so the idea of meeting her family—especially tonight—caught me off guard.
"Wait, what?" I said, setting my phone down on the nightstand. "Your sisters are coming over? Like, tonight?"
Vanessa emerged from the bathroom, her long, wavy black hair cascading over her shoulders, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. She wore a sleek, red satin robe that accentuated every curve, her D-cup breasts teasingly visible under the fabric. She leaned against the doorframe, crossing her arms as she looked at me.
"Yes, tonight," she said, raising an eyebrow like it was no big deal. "Alessa and Bella are in town for some family event, and they wanted to stop by and catch up. It's been a while since we've all been together."
I blinked, trying to process what she'd just said. Alessa and Bella. I'd heard Vanessa mention them a few times in passing, but this would be my first time meeting them. And from what little I knew, they were both very different from Vanessa.
"Uh, okay," I said, rubbing the back of my neck. "So... I'm meeting your sisters tonight?"
Vanessa chuckled, walking over to the bed and sitting down next to me. She placed a hand on my knee, her dark eyes twinkling with amusement. "You sound nervous."
"I mean, yeah, a little," I admitted. "I've never met them before. What if they don't like me?"
She laughed softly, leaning in to kiss me on the cheek. "Don't worry. Alessa and Bella aren't as intimidating as they seem. They're just... different."
I raised an eyebrow. "Different how?"
Vanessa tilted her head, thinking for a moment. "Well, Alessa's the ambitious one. She runs a startup in Silicon Valley and is always wrapped up in her own world. She's sharp, a bit intense, but she's got a good heart. Bella, on the other hand, is the free spirit of the family. She's creative, laid-back, and always off on some adventure. They're both very different from me, but we're family."
I nodded slowly, taking it all in. "Okay, got it. Ambitious older sister, free-spirited younger one. Anything else I should know?"
Vanessa smiled, her eyes softening. "Just be yourself. They'll love you."
I let out a long breath, trying to shake off the nerves. "Alright. I'll trust you on that."
She kissed me again, this time on the lips, her touch lingering just a moment longer before pulling back. "Good. Now come on, let's go downstairs and get ready. They'll be here soon."
***
A couple of hours later, I found myself standing in Vanessa's living room, nervously fidgeting with my shirt collar as we waited for her sisters to arrive. The mansion was as pristine as ever, every inch of the place exuding luxury and style, but tonight it felt a little more intimidating than usual. Meeting Vanessa's family was a big deal, and I couldn't help but wonder what they'd think of me.
Just as I was about to ask Vanessa if she wanted me to grab another bottle of wine, the doorbell rang. My heart did a little flip, and I turned to Vanessa, who was already walking toward the door with that effortless grace she always had.
She gave me a reassuring smile before opening the door, revealing two women standing on the doorstep.
"Alessa, Bella," Vanessa said warmly, pulling them both into hugs. "It's so good to see you."
I stood back for a moment, taking them in.
Alessa was the first to step inside, and she was exactly as Vanessa had described. She was in her mid-30s, tall and athletic, with shoulder-length dark brown hair styled in loose waves that framed her sharp, confident features. Her hazel eyes had a piercing quality to them, like she was always sizing up a situation, always a few steps ahead. She was dressed in a chic business-casual outfit—black slacks and a fitted blazer—that gave her an air of authority. Despite her professional demeanor, there was an undeniable attractiveness about her. Her modest curves fit perfectly within her outfit, accentuating her toned figure without drawing unnecessary attention.
Beside her was Bella, the youngest of the Reed sisters, and she was the complete opposite of Alessa. Bella had a carefree, almost bohemian vibe, with long, flowing auburn hair that tumbled over her shoulders in soft, beachy waves. She was dressed in a flowy, floral maxi dress that looked like she'd just come back from a vacation in Bali, her green eyes twinkling with warmth and curiosity. Bella's curvier frame and huge melons were more noticeable in her outfit, but there was an effortless beauty to her—like she didn't care much for appearances but somehow always looked stunning.
"Vanessa!" Bella exclaimed, pulling her older sister into a tight hug. "It's been way too long!"
Alessa smiled, though hers was more reserved. "Yeah, good to finally be here."
Vanessa stepped back and gestured toward me. "And this is Tristan."
I swallowed hard, suddenly feeling like I was under a spotlight. "Uh, hi. It's nice to meet you both."
Alessa's eyes flicked over me, assessing me in a way that made me feel like I was being interviewed for a job. But then, she smiled, a little softer than I expected. "So, this is the famous Tristan I've heard so much about."
I chuckled nervously. "Famous? I'm not sure about that."
Bella grinned, stepping forward to give me a hug that was way more enthusiastic than I'd anticipated. "Oh, come on. Vanessa never stops talking about you. You're practically a celebrity in our family."
I raised an eyebrow, glancing at Vanessa, who gave me an amused smile. "Is that right?"
Bella winked. "Totally. You've got our big sister all smitten, and trust me, that's not easy to do."
I laughed, feeling a little more at ease. "Well, I'm glad to hear that."
Alessa, who had been standing back watching the interaction, finally spoke up again. "So, Tristan, what's your story? Vanessa says you're back in school?"
I nodded, feeling a little more confident now. "Yeah, I'm studying psychology. Just started my master's program."
Alessa gave a thoughtful nod. "Interesting. And you're managing all that while dating Vanessa? Impressive."
Bella, clearly less interested in the formalities, plopped down on one of the plush couches and stretched out. "Ugh, enough with the interrogation, Alessa. Let the poor guy breathe. We're here to relax, not give him the third degree."
Alessa rolled her eyes but smiled. "I'm just making conversation."
Vanessa chuckled, sitting down beside Bella. "Alright, enough about Tristan. Tell me what's new with you two. I feel like we haven't caught up in forever."
The conversation shifted, and I found myself relaxing more as I listened to the sisters banter back and forth. Alessa talked about her latest startup project, while Bella regaled us with stories from her recent travels to South America. It was clear that, despite their differences, the Reed sisters were close. They bickered and teased each other, but there was an undeniable bond between them.
At one point, Bella turned to me with a mischievous grin. "So, Tristan, are you ready for the chaos that comes with dating a Reed sister? We're a handful, trust me."
I laughed, glancing at Vanessa. "I think I'm starting to get used to it."
Vanessa smirked, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, you've only seen the beginning."
Bella giggled, leaning back into the couch. "Good luck, Tristan. You'll need it."
Q: Have you ever met your bf/gf families?