Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Title: Tom's Noisy Girlfriend Ch.  02


Summary: She becomes his wife, but she's still noisy.


Keywords: inc,fic





   "Tom, are you sure about this?" I asked with a smile.

   "Don't be a dick," he replied offhandedly, and then blushed when he
remembered he was in church.  Thankfully, we were both speaking softly so
no one heard.  My smile turned into a grin.

   Tom and Tina dated for the last six years and there was no doubt that
she was the right girl for him, but that didn't stop Tom from having
pre-wedding jitters.  He kept glancing nervously down the aisle and waiting
for his first sight of Tina in her wedding dress.  I figured it was my job
to distract him.

   "Not too hung over I hope?" I asked.  Tom looked at me and grimaced.

   "You know, there was no need for you to drag me out and get me drunk the
night before my wedding just because you couldn't make my bachelor party
last week," he groaned.

   "Drag?" I said incredulously.  "I mentioned going out for a drink and
the next thing I knew we were in a shaker joint and you were handing out
singles left and right."

   "Church, remember?" he snapped.  I fell silent, but continued to grin. I
did force Tom to go out the night before.  I even made it my mission to get
him good and drunk, but I wasn't taking credit for the shaker joint.  That
was all his idea.

   My tuxedo fit better than I expected considering I sent in my
measurements over the phone.  I was lucky because I wasn't able to try it
on before the wedding.  I worked across the country.  My boss wasn't
thrilled when I told him I needed some time off, but there was no way I was
missing Tom's wedding.  I was his best man.

   My boss convinced me to stay until the day before the wedding because of
an important project.  Tom understood, but I think he felt bad that I
missed his bachelor party.  That was why I decided to give him my own
mini-bachelor party last night.

   Of course, that didn't make my aunt particularly happy.  Not only did I
miss the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner the day before because of a delayed
flight, but I also carried her drunken son in at three thirty in the
morning the day of his wedding.  She didn't say anything to me all morning,
but she kept giving me nasty looks as she pumped coffee into Tom.

   "I'll never forget the look on your mother's face," I said with a shake
of my head.

   "This morning?" Tom asked.  I shook my head.  I was thinking about
something that happened six years earlier.

   "No," I reply, and then grinned and added, "The time Janet and I were
covering for you and Tina during that vacation.  Your mother walked in on
you and Tina, and started screaming."

   "Don't remind me," Tom said, but he was smiling slightly.

   "It took Janet and I a few minutes to realize what was happening," I
said carefully, baiting the hook.

   "Why?" he asked in confusion.  I grinned.

   "Well, we heard all kinds of screaming coming from your room that week,"
I said, landing my fish.

   "You're going straight to hell!" Tom said as he gaped.  I laughed
quietly.

   "Wait until you hear my toast," I teased.  Tom groaned.  I'm sure he was
thankful that Tina arrived a moment later.  The two ushers joined us and
the pianist started playing.

   It was a small wedding party, but there were a large number of guests.
Tina's oldest sister's daughter Bethany was the flower girl.  She was a
cute little blond haired child who looked almost as nervous as Tom.  She
came down the aisle far too quickly.  I sighed as I noticed my aunt frown.
Tom's mother was a bit of a perfectionist.  I thought Bethany's rush down
the aisle adorable.  I noticed Tom smiling as well.

   Next came Tina's sister Cheryl.  She wasn't Bethany's mother.  That was
the matron of honor, Bette.  Both sisters were light haired.  I already
observed that most of the women in Tina's family were blond.

   Janet came down the aisle next.  She was just as beautiful as I
remembered.  She glanced at me after the she climbed the steps to the altar
and smiled.  I returned it.  We hadn't seen much of each other in years. 
My mind started drifting back to the same vacation where his mother caught
Tom and Tina.  I'd never forget that vacation for many reasons.  It seemed
like a different lifetime.

   'I really am going to hell!' I thought to myself as I forced my mind
back to the present.

   Bette, the matron of honor and Tina's oldest sister, came down the aisle
and the pianist switched to the Wedding March.  Tina walked in from outside
on her father's arm.  They traveled down the aisle and I smiled as I
watched Tom stare at her.  Tina was an attractive woman and she looked
beautiful in her wedding dress.  She was also kind hearted.  Tom was a
lucky man and he knew it.  I saw him swallow hard once before moving
forward and taking Tina from her father.

   The rest of the mass went as expected.  It ended with Tom and Tina
kissing while everyone clapped.  Afterwards, the wedding party greeted the
wedding guests on the church steps as they left.

   "Time to hit the Limo and have a drink!" I said once we were done.

   "Amen!" Tom added.

   Of course, neither of us took into consideration the photographer.  He
made us go back into the church and reenact certain parts of the mass.  Tom
and Tina weren't particularly pleased with the concept of reenacted
pictures, but the photographer insisted and Tom's mother agreed.

   He took all of the group pictures first and then dismissed everyone but
the bride and groom.  We all slipped out the back of the church.  Tina's
sisters and the ushers went directly to the limo.  I pulled Janet aside.

   "I heard about you and John," I said quietly as I held her arm.  "Are
you okay?" Janet smiled sadly and shrugged.

   "I'm fine," she said.  "John and I separated last month, but it's not
like it was a surprise.  We've haven't gotten along in quite some time."
Janet married John three years earlier.  I never much liked him, but I knew
I wasn't particularly objective when it came to Janet.

   "Do you need to talk?" I asked.

   "Not really.  I'm okay," she said, and then smiling added, "Besides, now
is not the time." I blushed slightly.  Janet was right.  Her brother's
wedding wasn't the place to talk about her pending divorce.

   "You two want a drink?" George, Tina's only brother asked as we neared
the limo.  He and my cousin Hank were the two ushers.  I didn't know George
very well, but he seemed like a nice enough guy.

   "It's a little early for drinking," Hank wined from his seat.  I sighed.
Hank was blood, but that didn't make him any less annoying.  Tom didn't get
along with him any better than I did, but his mother insisted Hank be
included when an extra usher was needed.

   "George, I've love a drink," I said.

   "Me too!" Janet said as we entered the limo.  It was a stretch so that
the whole wedding party could fit in one car.

   Cheryl moved over to make room for me, but I maneuvered Janet next to
her and sat with George.  Cheryl looked disappointed, but Janet smiled.  It
was no secret that Cheryl was interested in me, but I didn't like her.

   Cheryl was a bit chunky, but that wasn't the reason for my dislike.  She
was actually attractive despite the weight.  It was her personality that
made her unappealing.  She was pushy and classless.  It amazed me that she
and Tina were raised in the same house.

   "George, switch seats with me," Cheryl said to her brother.  I hid an
internal groan.

   "Cheryl, let him be," Bette, the oldest sibling said.  She acted like a
mother to all of her siblings and they responded in kind.

   "I just want to be by a window," Cheryl wined.  Bette laughed.

   "George is fine where he is," she said, giving me a wink.  She knew why
Cheryl wanted to move, but she also knew I wasn't interested.

   Bette was around my age.  She was also a bit overweight, but her
personality more than made up for it.  She had an earth mother quality
about her and she seemed to always be laughing.

   "Mommy, is there any soda?" Bethany asked Bette.

   "Uncle Tom bought a bottle of grape soda, just for you!" Bette replied
as she reached into the refrigerator.

   "I'd like some..." Hank started to say, but I cut him off.

   "Hank, have a beer and relax," I snapped.  There was probably enough
soda for him to have a glass, but it seemed unkind to take some considering
the girl's excitement.  Hank frowned at me and began to open his mouth.

   "Hank, there's coke in there as well," Janet put in.  "Have some of
that." Hank continued to frown, but nodded in acceptance.

   "George, I need a refill," I said as I finished my drink.  I didn't know
who was worse, Hank or Cheryl.

   "Didn't you have enough to drink last night?" Hank asked obnoxiously. 
Okay, so he just surged into the lead.

   "I invited you.  You missed a good time," I said with a shrug.

   "It was very childish and selfish to drag Tom out the night before his
wedding," he replied.

   "Yeah!" Janet put in.  I looked at her in surprise, but saw her smiling
as she added, "Especially since you didn't invite me!" George and Bette
laughed.

   "It was sort of a bachelor party," I said lamely.  I arrived late last
night and Janet was already home.

   "That's no excuse!" she snapped, but she was still smiling.  I decided
it was time to take the offensive.

   "You would have loved our last stop.  We ended up at Torpedo's," I
grinned, being careful with my words because of Bette's daughter.  Everyone
else in the car knew that Torpedo's was a shaker joint.

   "I've never been there," Janet said, her eyes sparkling in mirth.

   "You should go," I replied.

   "That's rude!" Hank snapped.

   "She can't go to a place like that!" Cheryl put in.

   "Why not?" Bette said.  "I went to a place like that with Frank when we
were first married." Frank was Bette's husband.  He was a good guy from
what I remembered.

   "You didn't!" Cheryl cried.

   "It was a dare," Bette shrugged.

   "How was it?" Janet asked, unable to hide her curiosity.  Bette just
smiled and shrugged in reply.

   "Well, be sure to mention Tom's name if you decide to go to Torpedo's to
see for yourself," I grinned.  "He was very generous with the staff."
George laughed, causing his drink to go down the wrong pipe.  He started
coughing.

   "What's this about Tom being generous?" Tina asked as she and Tom
finally joined us in the limo.  She obviously heard my last comment.

   "Nothing," I said carefully.  Tina smiled, but wasn't really buying it.
Tom was blushing furiously.

   "I think it's time we get on our way to the reception," Bette said,
changing the subject.  Tina let the issue drop and poured Tom and herself a
drink.  I smiled in thanks to Bette while Janet laughed gently.  George
finally got control of his coughing.

   "To the bride and groom," I said once everyone had a drink.

   "To the bride and groom!"

   **********

   "I think I drank to much," Tom slurred and he leaned against the toilet
bowl.

   "You think?" I asked sarcastically.  Tom just groaned.  "Damn!"

   "This could be bad, real bad," George said.  He found Tom in his current
position a few minutes earlier.  Thankfully, he came and got me instead of
making a scene.  We were also lucky this was not the main men's room in the
reception hall.

   "Go find Janet and bring her here," I sighed.  The wedding reception was
pretty much over, but even the kindhearted Tina wouldn't be happy if she
found Tom like this on their wedding day.

   I stood Tom up and made him throw some water on his face.  It didn't
help and Tom got more water on his tuxedo then his face.  I was cursing
quietly when George returned with Janet and his sister Bette.

   "You know, this is partially your fault!" Janet snapped.

   "I know," I sighed.  I kept Tom out the night before and I was beginning
to regret it.  It seemed like a good idea at the time.

   "Tom is a grown man," Bette put in with a shake of her head.  "This
wasn't all related to last night.  He was drinking pretty solidly ever
since the limo ride over."

   "Yes, but he was exhausted from our late night carousing.  I think he
was drinking to try and stay awake," I said.

   "We can play the blame game later," George said.  "We have to do
something before Tina finds out."

   "And soon," Janet added.  "We're all going to be missed if we stay here
much longer."

   "Anybody have any ideas?" Bette asked.  George and Janet shrugged.

   "I've got one, but Janet isn't going to like it," I said tentatively.

   "What?" Janet asked.

   "Well, since Tom and Tina had a morning wedding, it's still pretty
early. He'll probably be okay by tonight if we can get Tom somewhere to
sleep for a couple of hours.  Of course, we'll need a good excuse," I
began, watching Janet carefully.

   "Out with it!" Bette snapped.  I sighed.

   "Tina a very kindhearted woman and she really gets along with Janet," I
continued tentatively.

   "Absolutely not!" Janet said, understanding where I was going.

   "What are you two talking about?" George asked.

   "Tina might forgive Tom's disappearance if he was busy consoling his
sister about her pending divorce," I finally got out.  George and Bette
looked at each other.

   "It just might work," George said.

   "Janet becomes upset because the wedding reminds her of her owned failed
marriage," Bette said as she nodded.

   "I won't do it!" Janet snapped.

   "But Janet, it's the only excuse that has the remotest chance of
working," I argued.

   "Do you have any idea how difficult my mother has been about John and my
separation?" she said.  "She'll be calling me nonstop if we follow through
with your idea!"

   "Janet, it's for Tom," I reasoned.

   "No!" Janet snapped, but Bette smiled.

   "What are you smiling at?" George asked his sister.

   "She'll do it," Bette replied.

   "Why should I?" Janet asked angrily.

   "Because you're the oldest and that's what big sisters do," Bette said
confidently.  She and Janet exchanged a look before my cousin sighed and
turning back toward me.

   "You owe me big time!" She snapped.  I didn't argue.  I just nodded.

   "Get going," Bette said.  "George and I will wait a couple of minutes,
then find Tina, and tell her our white lie.  You two take Tom and sober him
up.  Make sure he's back at the hotel by no later than eleven okay!"

   "He'll be there," I said.

   "Yes, but will he be ready to perform his wedding night duties?" George
asked with a grin.

   "He'd better be!" Janet snapped, grabbing one of Tom's arms.  Tom was
asleep on his feet.  I grabbed his other arm and we hustled him out a side
door.  He was asleep in one of the guest bedrooms at Tina's house less than
an hour later.  Her house was nice and had four bedrooms and two and a half
bathrooms.  I heard that she and John were talking about selling it once
they divorced.

   "Do you want some coffee?" Janet asked me once Tom was settled.

   "Please?" I replied.  She smiled at my tone.

   "You sound exhausted," she said as she poured me a cup.

   "I am," I replied.  "I was up just as late as Tom and had my fair share
of drinks."

   "Why don't you take a nap as well," she offered.  "I'll wake you in a
couple of hours."

   "Maybe in a little while," I replied.  "So tell me, how have you been?"

   "Give me a minutes to get these pins out of my hair and we'll catch up,"
she replied.

   I watched as she quickly undid what probably cost her over a hundred
dollars to get done by her beautician this morning.  It was nice, but I
always liked her with her hair down.

   Janet had already changed out of her bridesmaid dress into a pair of old
comfortable looking jeans and a tee shirt.  She looked at me watching her
and smiled.  There was something in her expression that reminded me of what
happened six years earlier.

   It all seemed so surreal now.  Tom convincing us to let him and Tina
share a bedroom.  Tina's cries and our own horniness leading us to do
things that two cousins should never do.

   Yet, surreal or not, I still felt cheated by the fact that Janet and
Tom's mother discovered Tom and Tina sleeping together in the middle of the
vacation.  I expected to have another three or four nights with Janet, but
it all ended abruptly the night they were discovered.

   In retrospect, I was amazed my aunt didn't just end the vacation right
then and there.  I think my uncle's unwillingness to lose the money he paid
had a lot to do with it.  In either case, Janet's mother had our rooms
moved and did room checks for the rest of the vacation.

   I remembered being so relieved at the time because my aunt discovered
Tom and Tina and not Janet and I.  That would have been much worse.  Yet,
over time that relief was overshadowed by regret.

   Janet and I never got together after that.  I think we both wanted to at
first, but it didn't happen because of my new job and her going away to
college.  Eventually the chance arose, but I think by then we were both
afraid of what might happen.

   "Penny for your thoughts," Janet asked as she finished with her hair.  I
smiled and shook my head.  There was something in the way she looked at me
that made me think she already knew my thoughts, but I didn't intend to
talk about it now.  Too much time passed.

   "I was just thinking about how much I miss you and Tom," I said.

   "You were the one that decided to take a job so far away," she said
pointedly.

   "A man has to make a living," I replied.

   "Yes, but don't you get lonely?" she asked.

   "Sometimes."

   "Me too," Janet said as her eyes welled up, but she fought back the
tears.  It was an odd turn in the conversation.  I guessed that it was
caused by Janet and John's breakup.

   "Tell me about what happened with John," I said.  Janet rubbed her eyes
with her fingers.

   "There is nothing to tell," she insisted.

   "Nonsense," I said softly as I pulled her into a hug.  "You need to tell
someone, so why not me?" Janet fought for me to release her, but I refused
at first.

   "Let me go!" she demanded.  I sighed and did as she asked.  Janet pulled
away from me and took a moment to regain control of her emotions.  I sat on
the couch silently watching her.  She needed to share her feelings with
someone, but that didn't mean it had to be me.

   "I'm sorry for snapping," she finally said.

   "It's okay," I replied.  Janet was looking into my eyes and I could see
the pain she was holding inside.  I wanted to ease it, but there was
nothing I could do unless she let me in.

   "The ceremony was nice," I said, changing the subject.  Janet smiled and
nodded.

   "Father Nick does a nice sermon," she said, and then losing her smile
added, "John refused to have him for our wedding.  He said Father Nick was
too liberal for his taste."

   "Did you see aunt Celia at the reception?" I asked.

   "Are you kidding?  How could anyone miss Aunt Celia?" Janet asked
rhetorically.  "She five foot tall and weighs three hundred pounds."

   "She was trying to dance to the electric slide," I laughed.

   "You're kidding!" Janet squealed and then joined me in laughter.  "It
must have driven mother mad!"

   "Let's just say, she was not happy," I grinned.  Janet laughed harder.

   "Do you remember her reaction when John's mother refused to let go of
him after their dance?" Janet asked, her laughter turning hysterical.  I
stopped laughing and watched her silently.  "He was always such a momma's
boy!"

   Suddenly, but not unexpectedly, Janet burst into tears.  I once again
pulled her into a hug.  This time she laid her head on my shoulder and
wept. I held her and patted her head gently.

   I had the whole story an hour later.  It was sad, but not uncommon. 
John was a jerk as I expected all along.  He really deserved a good
beating, but Janet wouldn't be happy if I tracked him down and delivered
it. I still thought about it for a while before sighing and deciding to
leave it alone for now.

   "What time is it?" Janet asked once she calmed down.

   "Just about eight o'clock," I said as I looked at my watch.

   "I set the alarm in the bedroom to ten o'clock," she said.  "Do you mind
if we just lay here on the couch for a while."

   "Why don't you go to your bed," I offered.

   "No, I don't want to be alone right now.  I want you to hold me," she
replied.

   "Sure," I said and kicked off my shoes.  We lay across the couch and
spooned.  I played with her hair for a few minutes.  It wasn't long before
she fell asleep.  I stayed up for a bit longer and watched her. 
Eventually, I fell asleep as well.

   "I feel horrible!" Tom said as he came out of the shower.

   "Shut up and get dressed!" Janet snapped.  "I have to get you back to
your new wife in forty-five minutes or your in-laws will kill me!" I was
standing next to the couch, stretching and yawning.  Tom stumbled back to
the room he napped in.  He didn't look great, but at least he was making
sense again.

   "Here," Janet said, throwing a brand new pair of jeans and a shirt at
me. "Take a quick shower and put these on."

   "Hey!  These are nice," I said as I held up the clothes.

   "I bought them for John, but he never wore them.  He didn't like my
taste in clothes.  You and he are about the same size."

   "The 'plaid king' didn't like your taste in clothes?" I asked
sarcastically.  Janet laughed.

   "Janet!  I can't wear this tuxedo!  It's a mess!" Tom cried from the
bedroom.

   "Hurry up," she said to me before joining her brother.

   "You can put on some of John's clothes, but they'll be too big for you,"
I heard Janet say to her brother just before I entered the bathroom.

   Twenty minutes later, we were out of her house and back in my car.  We
arrived at the hotel a couple of minutes late, but Bette and George were so
happy to see Tom awake and acting normal that they didn't comment on our
tardiness.

   "There you are!" Tina cried.  She was no longer in her wedding dress.

   "I'm sorry for taking him from you on your wedding day," Janet
apologized.

   "Don't worry about it," Tina said kindly, and then added in real
concern, "How are you?"

   "Better," Janet replied, glancing at me and smiling.  She did look
better.

   "Okay, let's leave these two love birds alone," Bette said.

   "Just try and keep it down to a dull roar this time," I teased.  Tina
blushed while Bette and George frowned in confusion.  Tom and Janet were
smiling.

   "I make no promises!" Tom said as he took Tina's hand and led her away.

   "What's that all about?" George asked.

   "Did Tina ever tell you about what happened on the vacation she took
with my family soon after they first started getting serious?" Janet asked.

   "No," George said, but Bette was nodding.

   "Yes," she said with a grin.  "As I understanding it, Tom and she were
sharing a private moment when your mother caught them."

   "What?" George asked in surprise, and then started laughing.

   "It wasn't really private," I said.

   "What's that supposed to mean?" Bette asked.

   "Well," Janet began.  "We were in the next room while Tina and Tom
having their moment."

   "Tom asked us to cover for him and your sister while we were on
vacation," I put in helpfully.

   "Yes, but the only problem was that the hotel's walls were very thin,"
Janet continued.

   "You mean..." Bette began, but couldn't finish.

   "What?" George asked.  Janet looked to me for help.

   "Well, your sister Tina is a bit loud when she's really enjoying
herself," I said with a shrug.

   "You're kidding!" George cried, but then he started laughing again.

   "I think that may be how my aunt caught them," I added.

   "Little sister didn't mention that part to me," Bette said and joined
her brother in laughter.

   "It certainly interfered with our sleep," Janet said with smile.  I
looked at her and she winked.  George and Bette were laughing so hard that
they missed it.  I rolled my eyes.

   "Why don't we go down to the lobby for a drink?" I asked the others.

   "Just let me stop by my room and get Frank," Bette said in agreement.

   "I'm not ready to sleep yet.  I'll join you," George put in.

   "I guess I'll stay so that I can give you a ride back to my parent's
place when you're done," Janet sighed.

   "Actually, I'm getting a room here tonight," I said.  "After last night
I thought it safer for me to take a room rather then stay at your mother's.
She is really mad at me!" Janet laughed.  Bette and George tried to keep a
straight face, but they couldn't.  They joined her.

   "Well, I should be getting home," my cousin said once the laughter died
down.

   "Oh, stay!" Bette said.

   "Why not?" I asked with a lopsided grin.

   "Okay, but just for one drink," she finally agreed.

   Bette and Frank said their goodnights two hours later when the bar
closed.  Janet and I volunteered to help George to his room.  It was on the
floor below Tom and Tina's.  George was still mobile, but no longer feeling
any pain.  We got him to his room with no real mishaps.

   "It's stuffy in here," George mumbled.  "I need to open a window."

   "I'll do it," Janet said.  "Why don't you let my cousin help you get
undressed?"

   I got George out of his tuxedo and into bed.  It seemed like putting
drunken friends to bed was my task for the day.  At least I had help with
Tom earlier.  George was still conscious and making it more difficult.

   "I could use a little help," I said.  Janet didn't reply so I looked up
long enough to see that she was standing outside on the balcony.  There was
a sliding door, but it was closed.  My cousin was intently looking up and
obviously unable to hear me.  I sighed and somehow wrestled Tina's brother
into bed on my own.

   I made my way to the sliding door afterward and pulled it open.  Janet
turned at the sound and met my gaze.  Her eyes were sparking in a way I
hadn't seen in years.

   "Are you ok..." I began, but Janet put her fingers to my lips and
silenced me.

   "Listen," she said, once again looking up.  I followed her gaze, but
there was nothing to see.  Suddenly, I heard it.  It was a sound from the
past that I never thought to hear again.

   "She really does need a muzzle," I sighed as I closed the door behind
me.

   "They must have their sliding door open.  It does provide a nice
breeze," Janet said offhandedly.  We both stood listening.  It wasn't a
constant sound.  Tina's cries came and went, sometimes loud and sometimes
barely audible.

   "What are the odds of this happening," I said after a few moments.  I
was rubbing my face with one hand.  "Tom and Tina's room must be just above
and to the left of this one.  Tom must be feeling..." Cries of passion
interrupted me.  We listened until silence fell again.  Janet looked at me
again.

   "We really should go," she said.  I nodded, not trusting my voice, but
instead of leaving, we both looked up again.  Tina's cries returned.  My
cousin closed her eyes and her mouth fell open slightly.  I stood there
watching her.  She licked her lips as her excitement grew.  I groaned
softly and fell back against the wall.

   Janet glanced at me briefly and then returned her gaze skyward.  There
was barely controlled passion there.  I felt it.  It was mirrored by my
own.

   My cousin moved closer and leaned into me.  Her ass bumped my groin and
I gasped softly in her ear.  So many memories from such a short period of
time flooded my mind.  All of them were six years old and so wrong!

   I reached around Janet and wrapped my arms around her shoulders.  She
sighed.  Unable to resist, I leaned forward and kissed her neck.  Janet's
breath caught, and then she moaned.

   "We can't do this!" she cried through panting lips.

   "Not again!" I agreed.  Janet turned her head until our eyes met.  Tina
cried out above and our lips met.  My cousin tasted just as I remembered.
Her tongue played with mine, and all thought and reason left.  I caressed
her breasts through her tee shirt.

   I could feel Janet's hand making it's way down my thigh.  I slipped one
hand down from her chest.  Our hands found each other at the same time and
both of us gasped.

   "Think we can help each other out without it being traumatic
experience?" Janet asked.  They were words from a lifetime ago.  I smiled,
but hesitated in what I was doing.  Her words got my mind functioning once
again.

   "Janet, we're cousins..." I began, but she kissed me before I could
finish the thought.  Her hand was working my cock through my pants.  I
sighed and returned to caressing her chest with one hand and her pussy with
the other.

   Janet pushed me gently toward one of the two chairs around the small
table on the balcony.  I sat on it and she lay across my lap.  My lips
found hers again and both of us sighed.

   I slipped my hands under her tee shirt.  Thankfully, her bra clasp was
in the front.  I undid it and gently tweaked her nipples.  My cousin
groaned into my mouth and moved around until she was straddling me on the
chair.  Her pelvic bone was grinding against me.  I reached out and pulled
her tee shirt and bra off.  We were outside, but it was late.  The room was
high enough that no one could really see us from the ground as long as we
didn't get to close to the edge.

   Janet gave me a long wet kiss before she used her hands to direct my
mouth to her chest.  I teased her nipples as she moved her hips back and
forth.  I could feel the heat from her pussy against my crotch.

   "Stand up," I said after a while.  Janet did and I unbuttoned her pants
and let them fall to the ground.  I stood looking at her nude body and
groaned.

   "Now what?" Janet asked with a smile, placing her hand on her hips.

   "This," I said lustfully as I lifted her to the small table on the
balcony.  I pulled her to the edge and then sat back down on the chair.

   "What are..." she began, but my mouth found her pussy lips and she
moaned.

   "Oh yes!" she cried, pulling my face forward.  "John didn't like to do
this!"

   "And you married him?" I teased as my tongue found her clit.

   "I was a fool!" she panted.  I grinned as I continued to lick her. 
Janet was wet when I started and quickly became soaked.  I stilled loved
the taste of her.  I used some of the tricks an old girlfriend taught me.

   "Oh my!" my cousin gasped.  "You've learned a few new things in the last
six years." I smiled, but continued to focus on her pussy.  It wasn't long
before my cousin cried out and came hard.  I held her still and drank all
of her cum in.

   "Your turn!" Janet sighed once she was able to speak again.

   "Maybe we should..." I began, but Janet refused to listen.  I could hear
Tina's cries in the background once again.  She must have had another
climax.

   "Sit here," Janet said as she hopped off of the table.  She was naked
and smiling.  Not only did all thoughts of stopping disappear, but I would
have taken her right then if she didn't insist that I sit on the table. 
She unbuttoned my pants and slipped them and my underwear down to my
ankles.

   "Oh yeah!" she cried, seeing my rock hard cock once again after six
years.  "It's just as big as I remembered." My cousin fell on my cock and
quickly sucked the head into her mouth.  I groaned.

   It was a long time since someone gave me some relief.  Work was crazy
and I hadn't had the time to meet up with one of my female friends in
weeks.

   Janet slowly worked my entire length down her throat.  It wasn't easy
for her, but she was determined.  She started moving up and down once she
succeeded.  She was using both hand and her mouth.  I was just about to cum
when she squeezed my dick at the base.

   "Not yet!" she said as my cock popped from her mouth.  I moaned, but
didn't cum.  It was obvious that my cousin had learned a few things as well
in the last six years.  Janet let go once I regained control and then
started licking my cock again.  Her tongue drifted to my balls.  I groaned
and lay back on the table.  It wasn't really comfortable, but I was
oblivious.

   My cousin started stroking my cock with one hand while alternately
sucking my balls into her mouth.  I stared into the sky and heard Tina
crying out in the distance.  I was tempted to add my own cries to hers. 
Suddenly, I felt Janet's warm tongue drift below my balls and I gasped.

   "I'm going to cum!" I warned.  Janet looked up at me and smiled before
returning her tongue to my ass.  She had one hand on my dick and the other
on my balls.  I fought for another few seconds before a long rope of cum
sprayed from my cock head.

   "Yes!" I cried.  Janet continued to stroke my cock and play with my
balls, but she moved her mouth to catch the next rope of cum.  She
continued to suck until I was done.

   "Wow," I said moving off of the small table.

   "You said it," Janet agreed, wiping the sides of her mouth.  She looked
amazing as she stood there naked.

   "I want you!" I said, surprised to find my cock already getting hard
again.

   "Take me!" she cried, leaning over the balcony railing.  Her ass was
thrust out.  If there was anyone below us now, they might be able to see.
Janet didn't seem to care and my own mind was numb.  I stroked my cock
until it was hard again.  I used my other hand to play with Janet's pussy
and ass from behind.

   "Do it now!" Janet demanded.  I took a step toward her.  I was only a
few inches from her pussy when a noise from within the room brought me back
to reality.

   "George!" I groaned.  Janet looked at me in bewilderment for a moment
before her eyes focused.

   "Oh no!" she cried reaching for her clothes.  I pulled my pants up and
slipped into the room.  I found George half out of bed.

   "What's wrong George?" I asked.

   "Too stuffy," he mumbled.

   "Okay, you get back in bed and I'll open the window," I replied.  Janet
came in as I wrestled him back into bed.  She opened the screen door and
left it slightly ajar.  She also turned on the room fan.  The noise covered
Tina cries from outside reasonably well.

   Janet and I left in silence once George was asleep again.  Neither one
of us knew what to say.  I felt both wonderful and terrible at the same
time.  I couldn't believe what had happened and I desperately wanted to
finish, but it was so wrong and I had promised myself it would never happen
again.

   Janet refused to look at me as we walked toward the elevator, but I
couldn't stop watching her.  Her face shifted from emotion to emotion.

   "Are you okay?" I asked.

   "I don't honestly know," she replied, and suddenly I realized how poorly
timed this situation was.  Janet just left her husband a month ago.  It was
only a couple of hours since she was crying about it on my shoulder, and
here I was adding more craziness to her life.  That was bad enough!  Add to
the fact that I was her cousin and I starter feeling like real heel.

   "I'm so sorry," I said earnestly.  Janet finally looked at me.

   "Why?" she asked.

   "Well, because you didn't need this with everything else going on in
your life," I replied.

   "I'm not so..." Janet began, but the door to the elevator opened and
Janet fell silent.  We were both surprised to see our cousin Hank and
Tina's sister Cheryl in the elevator.  They were kissing as Hank groped her
chest.  Cheryl didn't seem to mind.  She had her hands full as well.

   "Um, excuse us," Janet said.  Hank and Cheryl were startled.  They broke
apart quickly.  Hank blushed, but Cheryl seemed annoyed.

   "Why don't you two take it in a room?" I asked with a grin.  Hank looked
at me sheepishly.

   "We'll do just that!" Cheryl said, pushing Hank down the hall.  I'm not
sure whose room they entered, but Cheryl seemed to throw Hank through the
doorway.

   "Poor Hank," I said.

   "Poor Cheryl," Janet replied.  We looked at each other and laughed as we
got on the elevator.  I reached for the lobby button, but Janet grabbed my
hand.

   "I want to go to your room and talk before I leave," she said.

   "Okay," I replied, punching the button to my floor.  We entered my room
and I offered Janet a drink.  She took me up on my offer and I poured us
both a double.

   "Janet, as I was saying, I'm sorry about..." I started, but my cousin
cut me off.

   "It wasn't your fault," she said.  "I was the one who first heard Tina's
cries.  I could have gone back inside.  Instead, I stood there listening
and remembering."

   "We were young and horny," I said, trying to rationalize.  Janet
snorted.

   "And what was our excuse on the balcony a few minutes ago?" she asked.

   "I'm not sure," I replied.  Janet sat on the chair next to the small
table in the room.  I sat on the bed.

   "What happened six years ago was wrong in so many ways," she said.  We'd
never talked about it since that day, but it looked like Janet wanted to
now.

   "I know," I replied with a sigh.

   "But wrong or right, it was still the best sex I ever had in my life,"
she added.  "I felt so alive!" I stood stunned.  I knew I always felt that
way, but finding out that it was the same for Janet was a shock.

   "Say something!" my cousin said nervously.  She had opened up to me and
was obviously afraid of what my reaction would be.

   "I always felt cheated because it ended so abruptly," I admitted.  Janet
let out a long breath.

   "Thank God mother walked in on Tom and Tina and not us!" she said
seriously, but then laughed.

   "Amen!" I replied, joining her.

   "So what do we do now?" I asked once we stopped laughing.

   "What do you want to do?" she asked in reply.

   "I'm not sure," I said.

   "Really?" Janet asked, her head cocked to one side and eyes sparkling.

   "Oh, I know what I want to do, but we both know it would be a huge
mistake," I finally admitted.  Janet nodded.

   "You're right," she sighed.  "But..."

   "Janet, we can't follow up on before.  We both have had too much to
drink and you just separated from your husband.  We're in no shape to
accept the repercussions of our actions tonight," I interjected.

   "I understand," she said as she stood to leave, but there was something
about the way she said it that made me doubt her.  I grabbed her hand and
pulled her down to the bed next to me.  Her eyes grew big as I leaned over
and kissed her passionately.  My cousin closed her eyes and returned my
kiss without hesitation.

   I don't know how long the kiss lasted, but I do know that when we broke
apart I did one of the hardest things I'd ever done in my life.  I rolled
away from Janet and stood up.

   "What was that for?" she asked as she sat up.  "I thought you were just
trying to be kind in telling me you weren't interested, but that kiss was
amazing."

   "Janet, you have no idea just how badly I want you," I began, rubbing a
hand through my hair.  "I've dreamed of a chance like this to come up again
for years."

   "Me too," my cousin sighed.

   "So what do we do?" I asked.  It took all my strength not to fall back
on the bed and kiss her again.

   "I don't know," she replied as she stood and started pacing.  "I know I
want you more than anything, but I also know what we did six years ago was
a mistake."

   "Yes," I said in agreement.

   "No, you don't understand," Janet replied.  "I'm not talking about just
the incest part." I frowned as she paused.

   "What?" I prompted.  Janet had her arms crossed in front of her and was
obviously trying to come up with the right words.

   "Do you have any idea how difficult it is for me to live with the fear
that no other man will ever make me feel the way that you did?" she finally
asked, and then added quickly, "And don't you dare say 'but we're cousin'!
Don't you think I know that?" I stood in stunned silence.

   "I married John because I thought he would be a good companion and
father to my kids," she said slowly.  "I knew I wasn't in love with him,
but I thought I could live with that.  I even thought I could live with a
mediocre sex life."

   "But you couldn't," I sighed.  Janet shrugged.

   "I don't really know.  John turned out to be such a bastard that it
became moot." We fell silent once again.

   "At least you didn't have any kids to complicate the divorce," I said.
She nodded, but didn't look any happier.  I sighed and added, "Janet, it
hasn't been easy for me either.  I even came close to having my version of
John."

   "What happened?" she asked.

   "I could say that I decided that it wouldn't be fair to the other
woman," I said, yet that wasn't the whole truth.  "But, the reality was
that I just couldn't get myself to settle."

   "Good for you," Janet said, meaning it.

   "But I've been so lonely," I sighed.  Janet smiled sadly.

   "There are many kinds of loneliness," my cousin said.  "I was just as
lonely with John as you were by yourself." Silence fell for the third time.
Neither of us knew what else to say as we sat silently for a few minutes.

   "I still believe that there is someone out there," I finally said. 
"Someone for both of us."

   "Really?" she asked.  I smiled and nodded.

   "Yes," I said confidently.  "We just haven't found them yet."

   "Well, I wish whoever he is comes along soon.  I'm not getting any
younger!" my cousin snapped, but she was smiling.

   "Janet, you're only twenty seven," I grinned.

   "I want a big family," she replied.  I rolled my eyes.

   "Let's see how you feel after you go through labor the first time," I
teased.  We both laughed.

   "I think it's good that we had this conversation," Janet said once the
laughter stopped.

   "Me too," I said in agreement.  "Of course, we could be in the throws of
the best orgasms we've had in years if we had simply shut up and followed
our base instincts."

   "Don't remind me!" she laughed as she stood.  " But you were right to
stop us.  It would be a big mistake for us to try and live in the past. 
Six years ago was a one time perversion." I nodded in agreement, but I was
fighting myself on the inside.

   "Well, maybe one and a half time perversion," I said, remembering what
just happened on the balcony.  Janet rolled her eyes.

   "I'd better go.  Thanks for a shoulder to cry on earlier," she finished.
I walked her to the door.  My cousin gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and
walked out.  I stood by the door for quite some time.

   "I'm going to feel better about this in the morning," I said, trying to
convince myself as I made my way back to the min-bar.  I poured myself
another double and walked out onto my own balcony.  It was a quite night. I
was nowhere near Tom and Tina's room.  I was both thankful and
disappointed.

   **********

   I stumbled to the door and threw it open.  Tom stood there smiling.  He
spent the last few moments pounding on my room door.

   "What?" I grumbled, rubbing my eyes.

   "Tina and I aren't leaving for our honeymoon until tomorrow and we want
to take the wedding party out for lunch," he said.  I groaned and he
laughed.  "Bette told me the rest of you went out for more drinks last
night."

   "What time is it?" I asked.

   "Almost noon," he replied.

   "Go without me," I said, trying to shut the door.  Tom caught it and
pushed past me.

   "Nonsense," he said and put on the television.  "Go take a shower. 
It'll make you feel better."

   "Tom, you owe me for last night," I said.  "Please let me sleep!"

   "Actually, from what I hear, it was Janet who 'took the bullet' for me,"
he grinned, but then added.  "Thanks for your small part.  Now go take a
shower."

   Tom stayed only long enough to make sure I was moving.  I was in the
lobby feeling only marginally better twenty minutes later.  George came
from the bar area carrying a couple of drinks.  He handed me one.  I didn't
even ask what it was.

   "Thanks," I said and downed half of it.  It was strong, but that was
okay.  I needed strong this morning.  I stayed up for quite a while after
Janet left.  It was just my mini-bar and me.

   "Hello!" Tina said.  She sounded far too cheerful as she and my cousin
Tom came out of the elevator.  George and I grumbled our greetings.  Tina
laughed.

   "If you've decide to forgive Terri you can call her and invite her to
lunch," she said to her brother.

   "Not likely," George replied.

   "Terri?" I asked with a frown.  George didn't bring a date to the
wedding.  This would probably explain why.

   "George's girlfriend," Tina said.

   "She had other plans yesterday that she just couldn't get out of," Tom
put in, sounding a bit sarcastic.  "It was her grandmother's birthday."

   "It's not like she doesn't have one of them every year," George
grumbled.

   "It was her one hundredth birthday," Tina said in defense.  I kept my
mouth shut.  It looked like a sore subject with George and it wasn't really
any of my business.

   "Good morning," Bette said as she and her husband Frank walked up.  I
hadn't seen them come out of the elevator.

   "Hank won't be coming.  He didn't answer when I knocked on the door,"
Tom said before asking Tina, "What about Cheryl?"

   "She said she was too sick to come with us.  Cheryl normally isn't a big
drinker, but she must have really gone overboard last night," Tina replied.

   "That seems to be a problem of a number of the people at your wedding
last night," Bette said innocently.

   "Don't remind me," I groaned, covering for Tom.  George and Frank
smiled.

   "Yeah, well Cheryl must be real bad.  She wouldn't even let me in the
room," Tina said in concern.  I frowned as a memory fought through my
alcohol-fogged mind.  I finally remembered and laughed, causing everyone to
turn toward me.

   "What's so funny?" Tom asked.

   "Cheryl looked okay when I saw her making her way to her room late last
night," I said, and then I grinned and added, "Of course, I could be wrong.
She and Hank could have been propping each other up."

   "Hank and Cheryl?" Tom asked with a raised eyebrow.  I nodded once.

   "You mean..." George began, but Bette interrupted.

   "Makes sense," she sighed.  "The scary part is those two might actually
make a good couple."

   "Should we go get them?" Frank asked.

   "No, let them be," Tom smiled.

   "What about Janet?" Bette asked as we made our way toward the door.

   "I called her house and left her a message to meet us," Tom said.

   "Give me your cell phone," Tina suddenly said to Tom.  My cousin handed
it over.  His expression was curious, but he didn't question her.  Tina
dialed the phone and waited.

   "Room 732 please," she said.

   "You wouldn't," Bette said, but she was grinning.  Tina held up her hand
to forestall further comments.

   "Cheryl?" Tina said, verifying who was on the other end of the
conversation.  "I just wanted you to know that we'd be at The Benson Eatery
when you and Hank are done.  Give me a call on Tom's cell phone if you
can't get out of bed until tonight.  I'm sure Hank has the number."

   "That was mean," George said with a grin as Tina shut the phone.

   "Serves her right," Bette put in.  "There was no need to lie."

   "Can we go now?" I asked.  "I could really use some food." Tom slapped
me on my back and everyone else laughed as I groaned.

   Lunch must have been good considering how much everyone commented, but I
was oblivious to the quality of my meal.  I was too busy shoveling it down
to notice.  Neither Janet, Hank nor Cheryl met us there.

   "Where to now?" Frank asked as we all piled into his SUV.  He was
driving.

   "The hotel and my bed," I said quickly.

   "I don't think so," Tom smiled.

   "Why don't we go to Janet's and see what is holding her up?" Tina asked.

   "Sounds good to me," Tom replied.  No one disagreed.

   I was hoping to find Janet looking as bad as I did, but she looked fine.
Actually, she looked much better then fine.

   "You missed lunch," Tom said without preamble.

   "I ate in," Janet replied.

   "Good night," I said and made my way toward one of the bedrooms. 
Everyone laughed.  Tom took a step toward me, but Tina stopped him.

   "Let him be," she said.  "He really needs the sleep." Those were the
last words I heard for nearly six hours.  I awoke after a little over five
feeling much better.  There was no one else in Janet's house.

   'They must have gone out for dinner,' I thought as I jumped into the
shower.  It felt amazing.  I borrowed another of John's shirts hoping Janet
wouldn't mind.  I really had to get to my aunt and get my luggage.

   I was just finishing the last of bite of some left over macaroni when
Janet, Tom and Tina returned.

   "I see you've made yourself at home," Tom joked.

   "I hope you don't mind," I said to Janet, ignoring Tom.

   "Don't be silly," she replied.

   'God, she looks good!' I said to myself.  I tried to rationalize my
attraction to my cousin.  There could be no doubt that I was horny.  I knew
that part of it had to do with the fact that work was so crazy that it
interfered with my love life, but that wasn't the whole truth.

   "Are you okay?" Tom asked, placing his hand on my arm.  It startled me.

   "What?" I said, dragging my eyes away from Janet.

   "You were zoning," he replied.

   "Sorry," I said.  Tom shrugged.  Janet looked at me and smirked.  I
stuck my tongue at her once Tom and Tina weren't looking.

   "So, what's up?" I asked, trying to stay focused.

   "We're meeting everyone at a bar," Tina said.

   "Tom insisted we come back and pick you up," Janet added.

   "Okay, I'll go, but only if you allow me to be a designated driver," I
said, holding out my hand for the keys.  "I don't think I'll be drinking
again for a while." They laughed as Tom handed me his keys.

   The bar wasn't that crowded and our party was big enough to take up a
section of it all by ourselves.  Cheryl and Hank showed up eventually. 
George picked up his girlfriend Terri and joined us later.  She was a tall
woman with dark hair and a contagious laugh.  George obviously decided to
forgive her.  It helped that Tina kept taking her side of the argument.

   I had a good time despite staying sober.  The place had a diverse crowd.
Thankfully, it wasn't all teenagers.  There was a small dance floor.  Tina
and Tom danced frequently.  Bette and Frank joined them every so often.  So
did George and Terri.  I even saw Cheryl and Hank on the floor a couple of
times.  I asked Janet once, but she turned me down.  I think she was trying
to keep her distance from me.  I couldn't blame her.

   I looked around the room and noticed a brunette at one end of the bar.
She was talking to a large blond haired guy.  There was something about her
that caught my eye, but I shrugged to myself.  Tonight wasn't the kind of
night to go picking up women.  Not even beautiful brunettes with gorgeous
eyes.

   There was a brief break in the music and everyone came back to our
corner.  Tom and Tina were laughing.  It made me smile.  Marriage suited
them well.  A small part of me felt jealous, but I fought it down.  Janet
met my gaze and smiled sadly.  We were obviously having similar thoughts.

   "I think we need another round of drinks," I said to the waitress when
she neared.

   "Make mine a double," Tom laughed.

   "I'd like a soda this time," Janet added.  The waitress nodded and
quickly reviewed what everyone else was drinking.  She then made her way to
the bar.

   "Why did you stop drinking?  I'm the designated driver," I asked Janet.

   "There are two cars," she smiled, but Frank shook his head.

   "I'm driving my own," he said.  Bette rolled her eyes.

   "He won't let anyone drive Sheila," she sighed.

   "Sheila?" Hank asked in confusion.

   "His new SUV.  He named it Sheila," Cheryl said, sounding a little
embarrassed by the fact.

   "Her, I named her," Frank insisted.  We laughed and chatted until the
round of drinks came.  Janet and I sipped our sodas while the rest enjoyed
their drinks.

   "What time is your flight tomorrow?" I asked Tom to make conversation.

   "After lunch," he replied.

   "Four twenty three," Tina put in, correcting him.

   "And so it begins," Frank laughed.

   "What?" Tina asked, but Bette's husband just shrugged and remained
silent.

   "He's just commenting on the fact that in general, husbands need the
help of their wives to remember even the simplest details," Bette put in as
she hit Frank on the arm.

   "So Frank," I said, changing the subject.  "Why don't you tell us about
the time you took Bette to a shaker joint?" Frank was startled while Bette
blushed.

   "You told them about that?" he asked his wife.  It was Bette's turn to
shrug.

   "She really couldn't go into details," Janet smiled.  "Not with Bethany
in the limo." Frank's brother picked up Bette and Frank's daughter after
the reception.

   "Well, how was it?" George asked when neither Bette nor Frank responded
quickly enough.

   "Well, it was pretty mellow until Bette decided to climb on the stage
and show the ladies how it was really done," Frank said.  Cheryl's jaw hit
the ground and Hank looked like a fish with his mouth hung open.  Most of
the rest of us vacillated to a lesser extent between disbelief and
surprise. Janet was the only exception.

   "There is absolutely no way you're telling the truth," she said
confidently.

   "Thank you!" Bette cried in relief, and then laughing added, "You should
see all of your faces!"

   "So you didn't climb on the stage?" George asked, sounding disappointed.

   "Are you crazy?" Bette snorted.  "It took Frank every ounce of
persuasion he had to get me to sit by the bar." We all laughed.

   "You would have shown them all up," Frank insisted.  Bette shook her
head and smiled.

   "You just keep believing that," she said, patting his hand.

   "Did you give any of the women a dollar?" Terri asked.  We all fell
silent and looked at her.

   "Hey!  I was just curious," she said defensively.

   "Did you?" Cheryl asked, turning back to her oldest sister.

   "One," Bette admitted.

   "Wow!" Tina said.  A couple of the others nodded in agreement.

   "What did she look like?" George asked.

   "Every man's wet dream," Bette replied.  She was obviously remembering
from her expression.

   "She was hot, but you are hotter," Frank put in.

   "You really are looking for something special tonight," Bette laughed,
but then she added, "I love you." They smiled at each other.

   "So, I never knew you were into woman," Janet teased.  Cheryl gasped
again, but the rest of us ignored her and laughed.

   "I'm not," Bette said.  "But if I were, this girl would have driven me
mad."

   "She was pretty amazing," Frank admitted reluctantly.

   "So, what else happened?" George asked.  He was obviously pretty turned
on by the story.

   "Nothing," Bette replied.

   "Nothing?" George asked.

   "Well, nothing until we got home," Frank put in with a grin.  "It was a
pretty wild night."

   "Hey!" Bette snapped, but she didn't deny it.

   "I'm up for that!" George laughed.  "Why don't we go to a shaker joint?"
Terri shook her head, but was smiling.

   "I'm up for it," Frank said, causing Bette to laugh.

   "You've been trying to get me back to a shaker joint for years!"

   "I wouldn't mind seeing a place like that," Cheryl said, surprising us
all.

   "Let's talk about it later," Tom said, and then turned to his wife and
asked, "How about a dance?" Tina agreed and soon the rest of the couples
followed.  Janet and I stared at each other for a moment and burst out
laughing.

   "I'm not going with them if they decide to go later," she said.

   "Me neither," I agreed.  "I'm horny enough already." Janet looked at me
in surprise, but then laughed again.

   "Thank God we both stopped drinking," she said.

   "Why?" I asked without thinking, but Janet didn't bother to answer.  We
looked at each other and shook our head.

   "Why don't we dance?" Janet said.  I smiled and nodded in agreement.

   We danced to a few fast songs and had a good time.  We were making some
unkind comments to each other and laughing while looking at Cheryl and Hank
when a slow song came on.  We fell silent.  I thought Janet was going to
leave the dance floor, but instead she leaned into me and we started
dancing.

   "You smell good," I said after a few moments, and then blushed.

   "Thanks," she smiled as she looked up into my eyes.  I looked away, but
the damage was already done.  My dick started to harden and there was no
way Janet could miss that.

   "You seem to have a problem developing," Janet teased.

   "It seems that not all of me agrees with our decision not to relive old
mistakes," I replied, trying to keep it light.  Our eyes locked together.

   "I think we should sit the rest of this one out," Janet sighed.  I
nodded in agreement, but didn't let go.  She pressed her leg against my
cock one last time before pulling away.

   "That was mean!" I snapped.  Janet smiled and nodded before she turned
and went back to our table.  I followed her as I fought to regain some
semblance of control.

   "Sorry about that," I said when we were both sitting once again.

   "It was both our faults," Janet replied, and then grinning added, "Well,
Bette and Frank's little story didn't help." We were laughing when Tom and
Tina came over.

   "It's getting late," Tom said and I nodded.  "Frank is going to take
everyone else back to the hotel.  Tina and I will ride with you."

   "Are they going to go to the shaker joint?" Janet asked.  Tom shrugged.

   "There is a good chance," Tina said.  "I think Frank and Bette are up
for it.  Hank will do anything Cheryl wants and she brought it up a couple
of times while we were dancing."

   "George is almost as bad as Cheryl," Tom added.  "But I'm not sure about
Terri."

   "She'll go," Tina said confidently, and then turned toward Janet and I.
"What about you two?  Do you guys want to go?"

   "Not today," Janet said.

   "It would be too much of a tease.  After all, neither of us have anyone
to be with afterward," I smiled.

   "Well, you always have each other," Tom said.

   "Tom!  That's sick!" Tina snapped and hit her new husband.  I looked
quickly at Janet, but she shook her head once.  Tom didn't know anything.
He was just making what he thought was a sick joke.

   "Why don't we head to Janet's house and drop her off?" I asked. 
Everyone nodded.  We said our goodbyes.  I noticed the brunette I looked at
earlier watching me as I said goodbye to George and Terri.  I was tempted
to go over to her, but she was dancing with the large blond haired guy and
I was on my way out.

   "They make an attractive couple, don't they?" Janet asked, following my
gaze.

   "Yes, they do," I replied as we made our way to the door.

   "We really are both very horny," she added lowly.  I nodded and laughed.

   We were soon on our way.  The ride took a while but the conversation was
pleasant.  We talked about the wedding and the honeymoon plans.

   "We're here," I finally said as we arrived in front of Janet's house.

   "Park the car," Tom said.  "I have to use the bathroom." I shrugged and
pulled into a spot.  Janet, Tina, Tom and I exited the car and made our way
to Janet's place.

   Tom went to the bathroom while Tina and I flopped down on a couch. 
Janet went into the kitchen.  I heard her turn on the microwave.

   "I hope you're making enough for all of us," I called.

   "I am hungry," Tina said and I smiled.

   "I'm heating up leftovers," Janet called back.  "There is plenty for
everyone.  Mother made me take a tray of Chicken Marsala from the rehearsal
dinner." I saw the big tray earlier when I raided Janet's refrigerator, but
opted for the pasta instead.  The chicken sounded great now.

   "That sounds good," Tom said as he joined us.  "I didn't get a chance to
have any during the dinner, but everyone said it was very tasty."

   "As I recall, you were too busy drinking to eat much," Tina joked.

   "Yes, dear," Tom replied, causing us all to laugh.

   The tray was large and full.  Tom was right.  The chicken was very good.
The four of us finished eating about an hour later.  There was some left
over, but not much.

   "It's getting late," Tina said.  "We should really leave."

   "I can't move a muscle," Tom sighed.  He was sitting back from the
table.

   "Amen," I joked.

   "Why don't you guys stay here," Janet offered.  "I have plenty of room."

   "It sounds tempting," Tom said, but he was looking at Tina to see her
reaction.

   "I'll even let you stay in the master bedroom," Janet said to Tina.  She
then smiled and added, "I just changed the sheets and there's a Jacuzzi."

   "A Jacuzzi?" Tina said, sounding interested.  Janet nodded.

   "Sounds good to me," Tom said.  Tina hesitated before nodding in
agreement.

   "I'd better be going," I said as I stood.

   "Hey!  You can't go anywhere," Tom interjected.  "You're our ride
tomorrow."

   "I'll be back in the morning," I laughed.

   "That's silly," Janet put in.  "There are plenty of bedrooms in this
place.  You might as well sleep here as well." I hesitated, not sure what
to do.  I wanted desperately to stay, but I didn't trust myself.  I looked
up and met Janet's gaze.  I couldn't tell if she had an ulterior motive for
getting me to stay.  I didn't know whether I wanted her to or not.

   "Okay," I said.  "I really don't feel like driving again tonight
anyway."

   "Great!  You can make breakfast in the morning," Janet grinned.  Tom and
I laughed, but Tina frowned.

   "She loves omelets," Tom said to his wife.  "He's very good at making
them."

   "I haven't had a decent one in years," Janet said, exaggerating her
sigh.

   "I like them too," Tina said with a smile.

   "Omelets for everyone!" I cried.

   "Not me," Tom interjected, "I'd like your French toast instead."

   "What do I look like?  A short order cook?" I joked.  Tom opened his
mouth, but I cut him off before he could say anything.  "Don't say it!" We
all laughed.

   We chatted for a few more minutes before Tom and Tina excused themselves
to go to bed.  They looked tired.  I helped Janet clean up.

   "I wonder if the others really went to the shaker joint," Janet said.

   "I don't know if Hank has ever been to one before," I joked.  Janet
smiled.

   "I can just see him there with his mouth hanging open while little
Cheryl stuffs dollars into the girls' garter belts," Janet added.  We
exchanged looks and started giggling.

   "I think we're both getting giddy.  We could probably use a good night
sleep," I sighed once we were able to control ourselves.

   "You're right," Janet said, drying her hands and putting the tray of
chicken back in the refrigerator.  "The rest of this can wait until the
morning.  Take the bedroom on the right."

   "Good night," I said as I made my way to the room.

   "Night," she waved as she went to one of the other bedrooms.

   My head hit the pillow and I was half asleep before it started.  I
sighed to myself and thought, 'I guess Tina and Tom couldn't pass up the
Jacuzzi.' I fought to stay in bed for a while, but Tina's cries were too
loud to allow me to fall asleep.  I got up, put on my pants and went out to
the living room.  Janet was already there in a nightshirt.

   "At least they're married this time," she joked.  Neither of us laughed.

   "I should have went back to the hotel," I sighed.

   "And leave me alone with these two?" Janet frowned.  "I don't think so."
We fell silent and looked anyplace but at each other.  That didn't stop me
from noticing her.

   "Got any good movies?" I asked.  Janet nodded and went to a cabinet next
to the television.  She opened it and waved me over.

   "Take a look and pick whatever you want to see."

   The number of movies available surprised me.  I spent a few minutes
looking through them all.

   "What type of movie are you in the mood for?" I asked.

   "Nothing too deep," my cousin replied with a sigh.  "I'm too tired to
think all that clearly.  You'd better skip anything romantic as well.  Why
don't you try an action film or comedy?"

   "Sounds good," I replied, pulling out a couple of films.  "Choose one
from these." Janet looked at them and quickly picked one.  I put in the
player and sat on the couch.  Janet sat on the recliner.  We watched for a
few minutes.  The volume was pretty high, but it didn't completely drown
out Tina's cries.  I was doing my best to focus on the movie, but it was a
lost cause.  Janet looked like she was having similar problems.

   Her nipples were hard and easily visible through her nightshirt.  My own
stiffness was making it uncomfortable to sit.  Finally, I couldn't take
anymore and I stood.

   "Janet, I have to go," I said quickly and went into the bedroom to get
the rest of my clothes.  I didn't give an explanation.  It wasn't needed.

   I was just tying my shoes when Janet came into the room.  Her eyes were
sparkling as she walked up to me.

   "We can't!" I said, but she just smiled.  She was close enough now that
I could smell her excitement.  "We talked about this yesterday!"

   "Yesterday we were both pretty drunk," she replied.

   "That doesn't make what we said less true!" I argued.  Janet pulled off
her nightshirt and stood in front of me naked again.  I moaned.

   "I'm not drunk tonight and I've had all day to regret not following up
last night," she said.  "You can't tell me you don't feel the same way."
She was correct.  I couldn't.

   "We're not kids anymore and the repercussions..." I began, but Janet cut
me off.

   "I don't care," she said simply.

   "But John and your separation..." I said, but again she cut me off and
finished my sentence.

   "...Has nothing to do with this."

   "Janet, this would be so wrong!  We're cousins!" I cried.  She shook her
head and laughed gently.

   "I was waiting for you to get to that," she said.  Janet was only a
couple of feet from me.  Her nude body tempted me at eye level so I quickly
stood.  It didn't help.  She was still too tantalizing for me to ignore. 
My cousin stepped close and kissed me.  Her tongue gently slipped into my
mouth and I groaned again.  I felt physical pain when she pulled away.

   "Tell me you want me to stop and I'll leave right now," she said.  I
stood there and stared at my naked cousin as I realized that she was
seducing me.  She was in complete control and knew it.  Of course, I could
chase her out right now and end this craziness.

   Or, I could stop trying to do the right thing and give in to both of our
desires.  It would be a mistake.  I knew that.  We weren't kids anymore. 
The repercussions could be bad, very bad.  Janet was watching me as these
thoughts passed through my mind.

   "Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked, feeling myself giving in.
"Even considering all of the issues we'll have to face in the morning?"

   "Yes," she smiled.

   "Well, in that case," I said as I picked her up and smashed her body
against mine.  "I'm going to make this a night neither one of us will ever
forget!" I kissed my cousin hard and she moaned.

   I felt her hand on my cock through my pants.  I dropped her to the bed
and started taking off my clothes.  She grinned and watched.  I noticed
Janet gently playing with herself when I was done.

   "That is so hot!" I sighed, and then added, "Don't stop."

   "Join me!" Janet demanded.  I smiled and slowly started stroking my
cock, causing her to cry out, "Oh yeah!"

   It wasn't long before Janet had two fingers of one hand working in and
out of her pussy.  The fingers of her other hand were playing with her
clit. Her arms were pushing her ample breasts together as she started
panting heavily.

   "I'm not going to last much longer!" she cried.

   "Me neither!" I replied, and then asked, "Can I cum on your tits?"

   "Please!" Janet begged.  I smiled and moved closer to her.  I moved onto
my knees and pointed my cock at her breasts.  I started stroking as fast as
I could.

   "Do it!" Janet cried, shoving the two fingers at her pussy deep.  Her
other hand was a blur as she worked her clit.

   "I'm cumming!" I cried.  I literally felt my balls jump as I sprayed my
cum all over her tits and stomach.

   "Yes!" my cousin yelled as she joined me.  I could hear the squelching
of her fingers at her pussy.  I don't know how long our orgasms lasted, but
we both lay panting next to each other when we were done.

   "We could stop now," Janet offered.  I wasn't sure if she was serious or
just teasing me.  It didn't matter.  I pulled her on top of me and kissed
her soundly.  She was cum covered, but I didn't care.

   "Absolutely not," I said once we broke apart.  "I gave you every chance
I could not to let this happen.  You didn't take me up on any of them and
it's too late now."

   "Thank God!" she laughed.

   "Slut!" I teased.  She stopped laughing.

   "I will be for you tonight," she said.  There was a fire in her eyes
that made my cock jump.

   "Show me," I demanded.  Janet reached down between us and took some of
my cum from her chest with two fingers.  She sucked those fingers into her
mouth and licked them clean.

   "Let me taste you," I growled when she was done.  My cousin smiled and
used her other hand to reach down to her pussy.  They came back up wet and
sticky.  I sucked them into my mouth and nibbled on them.

   "Don't bite!" Janet laughed.

   "I cant help it!" I cried.  "You taste so good!  Give me more!" Janet
sat up, rolled over and straddled my head with her thighs instead of
reaching down again.  I looked up for a moment and saw her using her
fingers to clean up the rest of my cum from her tits.  After that, I
couldn't see much because my face was buried in her pussy.

   I used my hands to hold on to Janet's thighs, but it wasn't long before
she was having problems sitting still despite my grip.  I knew she was
close to cumming again when she started making sharp little hip thrusts.  I
concentrated on her clit and she grabbed my head with both hands and pulled
me toward her.  My cousin started cumming and it felt like she was trying
to drown me.  I loved it!

   "Was that enough cum for you?" Janet asked and she fell off of me.

   "For the moment," I replied.  I wasn't joking and Janet knew it.  She
smiled as she reached for my cock and started playing with it.

   "Hear that?" she asked.  I listened.

   "I don't hear anything."

   "I guess that means Tom and Tina are done," she said.

   "So?" I asked.  Janet grinned.

   "I guess we don't need Tina's cries anymore," she said.  I rolled on top
of my cousin and slipped the head of my cock into her.  She gasped.

   "I guess not," I replied as I sunk another few inches in.

   "Give me the rest!" Janet demanded.  I slowly pushed the rest of my cock
into her.

   "My God!  I forgot how full you make me feel!" she cried.  I slowly
started working my dick in and out of her.  Janet wrapped her legs around
my waste and used her hands on my head to pull my lips to hers.  We kissed
and fucked for quite some time.

   "I want to feel you cum inside of me," she panted sometime later.

   "You will," I laughed.

   "Now!" she demanded.

   "Soon," I replied and started seriously fucking her for the first time
in six years.  My cousin met each of my thrusts just like I remembered her
doing all that time ago.

   "I'm cumming!" she cried.  I grunted and pushed into her one last time.

   "Me too!"

   "Yes!" she cried.  "Fill me with your cum!" I did my best to do just
that.  I lay on top of her for a few minutes after we were done.  We kissed
slow and gentle.

   "That was amazing," I sighed when I finally rolled off of her.

   "Better then I remembered," she replied, and then added, "I didn't think
that was possible."

   "We're not done yet," I said.  Janet smiled.

   "What's left?" she asked.

   "Oh, there's a couple of things I could think of, but right now I want
your ass," I replied.  Janet looked at me nervously.

   "I didn't walk straight for days after the last time," she said.

   "So?" I said.

   "No one else has ever fucked me there again," Janet continued.

   "And?" I prompted.  My cousin bit her bottom lip.

   "I don't know," she said.

   "Janet, there is no way I'm passing up on this chance again," I said
confidently.  I rolled her onto her stomach and started rubbing her ass. 
Janet was tense for a few minutes, but slowly she relaxed.  I leaned down
and kissed her as I continued to message her ass and thighs.

   "That feels so good," she sighed.  I didn't reply.  I just kissed her
again.  This continued until I could once again smell Janet's excitement. I
then moved behind her.  Janet tensed again, but I didn't stop massaging her
ass and she soon was once more relaxed.

   "I'm going to taste you again," I said, leaning over and slipping my
tongue into her pussy from behind.  Janet quickly moved onto her knees to
give me better access.  I let my tongue drift to her clit every once in a
while.  Each time my cousin reacted as if she was shocked by a jolt of
electricity.

   I started licking her from one end of her pussy to the other.  Janet
groaned with each stoke.  She cried out when my tongue finally found her
asshole.

   "You are such a pervert!" she cried.  I drove my tongue deep into her
ass in reply.  My cousin gasped.

   "Play with your clit!" I demanded as I continued to focus on her ass. 
She shifted until she was able to do what I said.  I buried my face in her
ass and got lost for quite a while.

   "I'm close to cumming!  Fuck my ass now!" Janet demanded.  I stopped
licking her and shoved my cock into her pussy.  My cousin gasped as I
started fucking her.

   "Stop!  I can't hold off much longer!  Fuck my ass!" Janet cried.  I
smiled and started slamming into her pussy from behind.

   "Later!" I snapped.  "Cum for me now!" Janet groaned and did just that.
Her body jerked underneath me.  I continued to stroke in and out of her
until she stopped spasming.

   "You didn't cum," Janet sighed.

   "I will," I replied, as I pulled out and bent forward once more.  I
licked and massaged her ass once again.

   "You can't be serious!" my cousin cried.  "I'm spent." I didn't reply as
I continued to focus on her ass.  Janet slipped down onto her stomach.

   "I'm sorry, but my knees need a break," she said.  I didn't bother
replying again.  I still had access to her ass.  I slipped a finger into
her ass a few minutes later.

   "Bastard!" Janet cried.

   "Do you want me to stop?" I offered, already knowing her answer.  She
might be afraid of the pain, but she also remembered how much she enjoyed
my cock deep in her ass.

   "No!" she cried.

   "Slut," I teased, slipping a second finger in.  Janet didn't get back
onto her knees, but her hips were high off the bed.  I could tell she was
once again playing with her pussy.

   I finally put the head of my dick against her asshole.  My cousin felt
it and pushed back until it popped into her.  We both groaned.

   "It's still like sitting on a pole!" she cried as I slowly worked my
cock in and out of her ass.  Janet was tight, but we both wanted my dick in
her ass.  We worked at it together until I was all the way in.  Janet's
head was turned as she glanced over her shoulder at me.  I leaned forward
and kissed her.

   "We're breaking a whole hell of a lot of taboos here," I smiled as I
gave her time to adjust.

   "Masturbation, sodomy and incest," Janet laughed, and then added, "Not
to mention adultery.  I'm am still technically married, you know."

   "If I remember correctly," I teased, "That was half of what excited us
six years ago."

   "It still does today," Janet replied with a grin.

   "You ready?" I asked.

   "Oh yeah!  Fuck my ass!" my cousin demanded.

   I grabbed hold of her hips and slowly started moving back and forth.  I
picked up the speed over time and it wasn't long before I was slamming in
and out of Janet's ass.  She grunted with each stroke.

   "My God!" she cried as one particularly strong thrust.  "You're balls as
slapping my pussy!" I smiled and picked up the pace even more.  I could
feel and hear each slap of my balls on her pussy.  It wasn't as easy as you
would think considering that my thighs and pelvis were slapping into her
ass with each stoke as well.

   "Wow!" Janet cried as she had a small orgasm.  She then added, "Don't
stop!" I had no intention of stopping.  I could feel my own cum start to
boil.  We were really going at it a few minutes later.

   "Ow!" Janet cried suddenly.  I looked up to see her head hitting against
the bed's headboard.  I stopped for a moment to pull her down lower on the
bed and quickly returned to fucking her ass, but I noticed that I was
pushing her up on the bed with each thrust.

   "Time to switch positions," I said as I pulled back from Janet and
rolled her onto her back.

   "Hey!" she cried, but I ignored my cousin and lifted her legs to my
shoulders.  I pushed my cock back into her ass and thrust deep.  I watched
Janet panting and moaning with each thrust.  It wasn't long before I was
close to cumming again.

   "Play with your clit!" I snapped.  Janet locked eyes with me and did
just that.  She used her other hand to pinch one of her nipples before
letting it drift down.  I felt a couple of her fingering wrapped around my
cock as I plowed her ass.  The added friction caused me to moan.

   "Cum deep in my ass!" she demanded.  I held off a moment longer before
grunting and filling her ass.  Janet's hand blurred at her clit and she
joined me before I was done.  I rolled off of her.  She leaned over and
kissed me while I was catching my breath.

   "Thank you," she said.

   "No, thank you," I replied.  I tried to make it sound funny, but my own
sincerity was obvious.  We kissed for a while before Janet got out of bed.

   "I have to get back to my room," she sighed.  I nodded.

   "I'd better go take a quick shower," I said, and then added, "Want to
join me?" Janet laughed.

   "Absolutely not!" she said with a shake of her head.  "I need rest."

   "I just didn't want this to end," I said with a shrug.

   "It won't," Janet replied, hinting at what was going to happen in the
future.

   "Janet, we can't..." I began, but she cut me off.

   "Yes we can, and we will," she insisted.  "At least until we each find
that special somebody."

   "But that could take years!" I cried.

   "I know.  Now get in the shower," Janet smiled as she walked out of the
room.  I groaned.

   "What have we done?" I asked myself aloud, but my concern only lasted
for a few moments.  I was too tired and too satisfied to think about it
tonight.

   I got up and went to one of the bathrooms.  I took a short shower and
then went back into the bedroom.  I expected the bed to be a mess and the
whole room to smell of sex.  Instead, I found the bed remade with clean
sheets and the window open.  Janet must have slipped back in when she heard
the shower.

   I fell into the bed and was half asleep in moments.  I was spent.  My
last thought was that I should be concerned about what was going to happen
tomorrow, but instead all I felt was anticipation.



   to be continued....


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