24 Twins with twins

"Hey honey" I said to my wife before giving her a kiss "when are we expecting your twin sister over?"
"Um... I am her twin sister." she said and I looked at her stunned.



Then I heard my wife laughing. "You seriously couldn't tell it wasn't me? Ha!" she said, putting her hands on her hips. I looked over and back between them. It was uncanny. Everything about them was the exact same. Same eyes, same long blonde hair with bangs, exact same curvy figure, same clothes!

"Oh wow..." I looked between them "I'm sorry about that".
"It's okay! Happens all the time!" her sister said "by the way sis, your hubby's a good kisser!"
They both laughed at how flustered I got.

We went on to have a lovely weekend. Embarrassingly, I couldn't stop mixing them up. The only way I could tell them apart was by looking at my wife's wedding ring. Her sister wasn't married. They copped on to it though and playfully teased me about it.

"You STILL can't tell us apart? Come on... Look. We kiss differently" my wife said and they both kissed me on both cheeks. It was like my wife was kissing me twice.

"Still no? Wow... well how about this. Her boobs are different from mine" my wife said and they both took each of my hands and placed them on their breasts. "Give 'em a good squeeze!" her sister said, so I did. They both had very big and soft breasts. My fingers sank into them. I squeezed my wife's left breast and her sister's right breast.

Or was it the other way round?

They continued testing me, trying to prove how different they were from one another. I won't say what happened the rest of the weekend but nine months later they both gave birth.

To daughters.

Twin daughters.

At the hospital they had beds next to each other. They both had... our four daughters in their arms. I looked back and forth between them. They smiled and laughed, looking at each other, then at me. "You still can't tell us apart honey? We'll have to test you more!"