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SIL (Sister-in-law)
by JS3729
mf(teen),MF,rom,cruelty
Note: this story came to me in a dream, and demanded to be written.
I hope you like it. By the way, if any of you have read my earlier
story, LCA, this story DOES have sex scenes in it.
Chapter One
***********
I'll never forget the day I came home and found Ginny fucking someone
else in our bed. I don't know what upset me more, the fact that she
was doing it in our bed, or the look of sheer ecstasy on her face as
her titties bounced up and down in rhythm to her sliding up and down
on the guy's cock. I could not see his face from the door, so I just
turned around and went downstairs. Ginny didn't even look twice, just
smiled a wicked smile and continued.
I'm a salesman, so I have to travel quite a bit, but I always try to
make it home for the weekend whenever possible. I had known something
was wrong for several years, but I tried to hope it wasn't what it
turned out to be.
About an hour later, Ginny and her fuckmate came downstairs. Ginny
introduced him as Dan, and said that she would come over later and
pick up where they left off. She gave him a goodbye kiss twice as
hot as she had ever given me and saw him out the door.
Ginny started before I had a chance to say anything, "Get used to it,
buster. You and I are through fucking, I no longer desire you in
bed, but otherwise you're still acceptable.
"What do you mean, acceptable?"
"Listen, we both know that our sex life, what there was of it, was
terrible. I mean, you tried your best, but it just doesn't turn me on
anymore. Dan does, and it's as simple as that. However, I still need
you as a husband to provide me with money, clothes and other
necessities. You'll just have to learn to do without sex at home.
I'm sure that won't be a problem. You're a salesman, after all, and
you must have several mistresses along your route. Well, now you can
fuck them to your heart's content and it won't bother me in the least.
In fact, I hope you DO have some mistresses, or you are going to be a
very lonely man for the next few years.
"Ginny, I want a divorce! If you are going to treat me this way, why
should we pretend everything is OK and play the happily married
couple? I mean, for Christ's sake, we've been married 19 years."
Ginny laughed "Of course, you want a divorce. But you're not gonna
GET one from me, ever. You see, I have come to hate you more than I
ever loved you. If I gave you a divorce, you would be free from me,
and I want to torture you a while first. With your job, you're gone
constantly, and I'm tired of sitting home alone waiting for you to
come home. So I figure a little of your own medicine is called for,
so there will be NO divorce. And don't try to move out either, or
I'll call your boss and tell him that you've been shacked up with some
bimbo and your reputation will be damaged forever." She made a sound
very much like a cackle as she said this.
Ginny knew the company I have been a salesman for was very old
fashioned and any hint of scandal or damaged reputation, would mean my
job, and probably my career. She had me. The way I saw it I had two
choices, I could move out anyway, and she would have my career over in
less than a week, or I could stay and put up with it. I mean, I loved
sex, and I still loved her, but it was obvious that me loving her
didn't make a difference anymore. As for my "mistresses", that was a
laugh. I am not hunk material and being nearly forty years of age, no
longer young enough to attract mistress material. Besides, my
conscience wouldn't let me have one anyway. I was raised to believe
in the sanctity of marriage, and I still believed that cheating was
wrong. I couldn't do it. I guess I was going to have to learn to
live without sex. This would be a great burden, as I am cursed with a
high sex drive, and to be perfectly honest, seeing Ginny in her
nightie had given me a raging erection, which I was trying my best to
hide from her.
Ginny saw though. "I see at least one part of you hasn't got the
message yet. Oh well, you still have your hands!" And with that she
went running upstairs laughing at the top of her voice.
She was right of course, and I proceeded to give myself a few good
pulls on my boner, if for no other reason than to make it go down and
try to sort this mess out. However, Ginny was not done with me, yet -
"Yeah, Angela, come on over now, I don't have to meet Dan for another
forty-five minutes. Do you still have that green vibrator?"
Shit, the lady across the street! She had been one of my fantasy
fucks for as long as I can remember, but I always thought that she was
happily married, and not interested in fooling around. She also had
the biggest mouth in the neighborhood, and I knew I was about to be
branded as the world's worst lover. There goes any chance of finding
any relief with the neighbor women!
Angela came barging in without even knocking. I figured that her and
Ginny had been doing this for quite a while, and she felt she didn't
need to knock anymore. She gave me a look of scorn, and ran upstairs
to fuck and suck my wife. I couldn't take anymore. I went out to the
back yard and cried. Ginny yelled down from the window "Why don't you
go over by the flowers, they need a little watering today." I heard
both her and Angela yukking it up at my expense.
I decided I had to get out of the house, I couldn't stand it anymore.
Ginny yelled to me as she heard the door open "Just make sure you're
back tonight, or your boss gets a call in the morning!"
Chapter Two
***********
I decided to visit Angela's husband, Wayne. Wayne was probably the
closest thing I had to a friend in the neighborhood, and his real
estate office was a short drive from my house. I didn't really know
what good talking to him would do, but I needed to talk to SOMEBODY!
Wayne was in a meeting, and I decided to wait. About a half hour
later, he came out and saw me and said "How's it going Ed? Anything
I can do for you, today?"
I said "Yeah, Wayne, can we talk in your office, this is
personal...?"
Wayne motioned me in and told his secretary to hold his calls, unless
an emergency came up.
I ran down the story with Ginny and me, and as Wayne listened, a look
of disbelief crept over him. I also mentioned that Angela and Ginny
were fucking now, even as we spoke.
Wayne laughed "Yeah, I know about that. Angela tells me in great
detail when I get home. It turns me on and we usually get a couple of
good fucks out of it. Ginny has even taken videos so that I can watch
them during slow times at work. I thought you knew, Ginny said that
you had given your blessing to her so that she wouldn't be so lonely
when you were gone. I mean, they have been doing it for over five
years now!"
"No, I didn't know, she never said a word. I always thought Angela
hated me and she never seemed that fond of Ginny, either."
"Angela told me that Ginny said you had forced her to watch you and
one of your mistresses fuck for over an hour, while she was tied in a
chair, unable to move. Ginny said she cried for a solid hour after
you were done and you left her there and went to a motel with the
bimbo. You did, didn't you? I mean the whole neighborhood knows you
see women on the side in front of Ginny's face. I'm glad she finally
got the backbone to stand up to you. Serves you right, if you ask
me."
I knew that this was a monumental mistake, and I thanked Wayne for his
time and left. My wife was way ahead of me, and I was about to go
through the most miserable years of my life. The neighborhood all
thought I was flaunting my virility in my wife's face, which began to
explain why I was not held in high regard in the neighborhood, but
Ginny was.
As I came back home, there was a note from Ginny "Hope you enjoy your
new life. Angela is now spreading the word about your situation. Oh
by the way, why don't you drop in on Wayne, I'm sure he'd be glad to
listen to you."
Was the woman psychic or just mean?
Ginny came back a couple of hours later, looking for all the world as
though she had just been truly royally fucked and she was happy as a
lark. She saw me and gave me a wicked grin.
"I just talked to Wayne on the cell phone in the car. He told me
about your visit. You are so easy to manipulate. This is going to so
much fun for me, and so much torture for you. I LOVE IT!!!"
Chapter Three
*************
While Ginny was gone, I thought about the options I now had left. The
neighborhood was out - I was thought of as some kind of a pervert and
I knew it would be impossible to change their opinion - I mean Ginny
had been
spreading the word for five years! I had no family other than Ginny -
we had no children (she didn't want to ruin her body, she said), my
parents were dead and I was an only child. Ginny's parents and I
never saw eye to eye because I had married her just after she turned
eighteen, and they blamed me for not giving her a chance for college.
That was not true, of course. I even begged her to continue on in
school, but she had said she was happy being a housewife.
I began to look like I was running out of options. The only other
family member was Ginny's younger sister, Sarah. Ginny hated Sarah,
and would not allow me to socialize with her, and wanted me to forget
that she even existed. Ginny had always been overshadowed by her
younger sister, who according to Ginny was prettier, sexier, nicer,
smarter and better in everyone's eyes than she could ever be. I think
that's why she jumped at the chance to marry me - so she could get
away from home. I don't think she ever really loved me.
Sarah, on the other hand, WAS prettier, nicer, smarter, and definitely
sexier than her sister. I had been in love with Sarah on first
meeting her, but I was already going steady with Ginny at that time,
and I was too much a
gentleman to make the moves on my girlfriend's sister. Sarah, for her
part, seemed to like me, too, but I was never sure how much as Ginny
saw to it that we saw as little as possible of each other. In spite
of that, Sarah and I got together one time.
Ginny would be truly pissed if she knew that I had taken Sarah's
cherry (with her blessing, I might add). I almost wanted to tell her
now, but that
wouldn't change my situation any and it might give her even more ideas
how to make my life even more miserable.
Thinking about Sarah had got me excited again, and I proceeded to jack
myself off to relieve the pressure and at least drain myself before
Ginny came back. My dick is like the rest of me - just average (a
little over five inches, maybe six if I'm really excited), but I could
still shoot sperm a long way up my chest. It did help to think of the
most gorgeous girl I had ever known, and know that I had at least
managed to screw her once. Knowing the way my wife was now, I would
probably be glad I had jacked off.
With Sarah's body burned in my memory, I suddenly found myself back in
my senior year of high school.
Chapter Four
************
It was right around Halloween time and we were all dressed in
costumes. Ginny was wearing a witches outfit (poetic justice, there),
Sarah was dressed as an angel, and I was dressed as a devil. The
costumes were Ginny's idea, and she made sure that the angel costume
Sarah was wearing was at least two sizes two big for her, while her
costume was skintight. My costume was also skintight, and I had a
hell of a time getting it on. I had to have help from both Ginny and
Sarah to get into it. This, of course, gave Ginny a chance to feel me
up with her sister there, which gave Ginny a feeling of superiority.
Sarah, however, was not deterred and did some feeling up of her own
when Ginny was not looking. This was dangerous! There was no room in
that costume for a hard-on.
The party dragged on and on, but Ginny was having a great time. Her
costume got her the attention she craved, and frankly, was making me a
bit jealous. I had finally had enough, and I told Ginny I was going
home. She said that she would stay a while longer and she would call
me when she got home. I was furious and I let her know I was. She
ignored me and went back out on the dance floor. That should've told
me something, but it didn't. As I was leaving, Sarah caught up to me.
"I've had enough of this dance AND this stupid costume. Why does
Ginny do these things to me?"
I thought Ginny wanted to embarrass her, but I said "I don't really
know, Sarah, but I'll be glad to walk you home, if you want. I could
use the company."
Sarah readily agreed (a little TOO readily, in retrospect), but we
knew we couldn't leave together or Ginny would have a fit. I left
first, making a big deal out of it, so that Sarah could slip out the
back door at the same time, unnoticed.
We met around the corner and started back.
Sarah started humming a love song she knew I liked. I was surprised
and asked her why.
"Haven't you figured it out yet?" She smiled with a lusty grin.
"No, to be honest, I haven't." I said, but a voice in the back of my
mind was saying things like (maybe you can fuck her tonight if you're
lucky). Lucky, hell, blessed was closer to it.
Sarah sighed, "You know, you don't deserve Ginny. She really
doesn't want you, you know, she just doesn't want me to have you, and
that makes you very desirable to her."
I was shocked.
Sarah continued. "You know I've had a crush on you for over a year,
and it seems to be getting stronger, not weaker. I have a hard time
keeping my hands off you. Ginny just won't leave me alone with you
long enough for me to show you what I want to show you."
I was speechless. Could my dream be cumming true (and I mean
cumming!!!)?
Sarah turned to look at me and carefully kissed me. We had kissed
before, but always like friends because we did not want to incur
Ginny's wrath. This however, was no friendship kiss, This was a kiss
of hunger, and I was immediately in danger of having to pay for a
rented Halloween costume.
I said, "Are you sure about this?"
Sarah's response was to put my hand on her right boob. Now I must
mention that I have been a boob fancier most, if not all of my life,
and it was Sarah's perfect boobs that got me started. They were not
overly big, but they were full (at least as far as I could tell) and
they were quite heavy. If Sarah wore a tight top, her boobs would
always push it up. She usually had to wear a size larger than she
needed to avoid giving everyone a look at her belly button.
By now, my costume was starting to really hurt.
"Sarah, where can we go? My folks and your folks are both home."
"Remember the old tree house back of the Nelsons? They are out of
town 'til Saturday, and I think that would be perfect."
Perfect for what, I didn't know and I didn't care. I would have gone
with Sarah in front of the local Ladies Auxiliary if she had asked me
to. The Nelsons were the next door neighbors to Ginny and Sarah, and
I had seen the treehouse many times. In fact we had played there as
kids with my best buddy, Scooter. This would be great - Sarah could
go right home when needed, and I could slip over the back fence to get
to my house without being seen.
"Give me a minute to get this damned costume fixed, and we can go." I
gasped as I was trying to stuff my now rock hard cock somewhere where
it would be comfortable in this damned costume.
Sarah purred, "Don't you dare, I love the view!"
RRRIIIIPPP!!!!!
"Oh well, I hope it isn't too expensive" and we both laughed.
We set new speed records to that treehouse. My erection was flopping
out of the tear in the costume, and Sarah almost ran into a tree
looking at it. I almost ran into a tree myself, because Sarah
whispered, "I took my bra and panties off at the dance in the ladies
room. The costume is all I have on."
When we got to the treehouse, I was out of breath from running.
"Sarah, just let me catch my breath a minute."
Sarah gave me a look of pure lust and started to pull her costume off.
"Oh, no you don't, let me! I managed to gasp.
I had wanted to undress Sarah since the first time I saw her, and she
knew it. She always let me know that she was interested, but I didn't
know HOW interested until that night.
I slowly lifted the angel costume off Sarah and I saw her bushy cunt
mound for the first time. Most girls of Sarah's age (she had just
turned seventeen), don't have that much pubic hair (or so I've read),
but Sarah was different. She looked like she had a forest down there,
and I was amazed and harder than ever.
Sarah breathed "Like what you see, so far?"
Speech was not something I was capable of at the moment, so I nodded.
"You can put your eyeballs back in your head," she laughed, "there's
more to come!"
By the time I had lifted the rest of the costume off, liquid was
running down Sarah's legs in a steady stream, and her nipples were
hard. I immediately put my mouth to her right nipple and squeezed her
left nipple. Sarah was one of those women whose breasts were one of
her major pleasure centers. She went nuts and almost threw me off
her. I couldn't believe a girl could orgasm from somebody just
sucking her boobs, but Sarah proved me wrong. I stepped back and
said, "Now its your turn."
She was trembling, still coming down from her cum, and I noticed her
cunt mound was positively drenched. She came over to me and ripped
the rest of my costume off and then grabbed me in a hug and kissed me
hard. Her tongue sought mine and I returned the favor. I started to
rub her cunt. It was soaked and her pussy hair was matted. It felt
so good that I rubbed it for at least five minutes. While I was doing
this Sarah came again, and I hadn't even put anything into her yet!
This was amazing!
I pointed to my cock and said "Would you touch it, it needs some
warmth."
She gave me an evil grin and opened her mouth as wide as I had ever
seen a girl's mouth go. She engulfed my erection in no time flat,
sinking down to the root.
"How did you learn to do that???" I panted.
She took her mouth off long enough to say "From watching you and Ginny
through the keyhole. Only I can do it much better. I've been
practicing with my dildo. You remember, the dildo you gave Ginny on
her birthday last year - she gave it to me a month later, saying it
didn't compare to the real thing. I want to find out if she's right!"
She then clamped back down again. She looked up to me and breathed,
"The dildo wasn't big enough, you know..." She went back down again.
This was getting better and better. Sarah had sure learned her
lessons well. I don't think a vacuum cleaner could have sucked me as
well as she did that night. I couldn't last long and I started to
pull her off my dick, but she would have none of it. I yelled "I'm
coming, Sarah!" The look of carnal lust on her face was all it took.
I must have filled her mouth in two seconds. She didn't swallow my
cum then, she just smiled and gulped it all down at once. She then
licked up all the rest of the cum that she had missed and smacked her
lips.
I looked over at her, in shock. "You swallowed all my cum! Ginny
doesn't do that, she says it tastes terrible. Why did you do that?"
Sarah looked up and got up in one motion. "I just wanted to. I had
to know what it tasted like. I love it. God, it tastes good! We'll
have to do that again."
"Yeah, but not right now - I have something else in mind for you..."
My cock was even harder than it was before. I could hardly wait to
plunge into that soft forest I saw in front of me. Sarah was a
brunette with
extremely long hair, that she normally kept in a ponytail (Ginny was a
blonde), and Sarah was now using her untied hair to brush against my
upper chest. What a feeling that was! It was a great turn-on. She
started to whip her head back and forth and whip my chest with her
hair. It didn't hurt, but it sent erotic sensations through my body,
and my cock jumped once or twice. I buried my head in her hair over
her boobs. Did that feel good! Her hair smelled of strawberry.
I asked Sarah to lay down on the floor.
She eagerly compiled with my request and opened her legs wide pointing
at her bush. "I'm running a little low on cum, please fill me up,
Ed!"
I really wanted to eat her out to return the blowjob favor, but when I
started to move my mouth there, she cried "I can't wait anymore,
please fuck me!!"
How could I refuse such a tempting offer? I didn't want to!
I positioned my steel pole (it had ceased being just a cock) at the
gates of pleasure, but I kept missing the door. Sarah helped me and
guided me into her. The feeling was exquisite. Ginny's snatch was
good, but Sarah was like heaven. About halfway down, I met an
obstacle. A HYMEN!!!. I immediately pulled back out, or tried to.
Sarah would have none of it, though and shoved me back in with as much
force as she could muster. She could be pretty strong when she wanted
to be. I ruptured her cherry (breaking it was much too mild of a
term) and she grabbed her costume to scream into. Tears were rolling
down her face, and I started to pull out again.
Sarah hissed "Leave it in there, please - let me get used to it. I
want this so bad.!!!"
I did what she asked, but I was frightened. What if I hurt her
permanently, where was all that blood coming from? (Ginny had not
been a virgin when we first fucked, so I didn't know that breaking a
cherry could be bloody).
I looked back down at Sarah and the pain had been replaced by that
earlier look of sheer lust. I figured now would be a good time to
resume. I figured right. It was a good thing I was squeezing her
boobs, or her reaction would have bucked me off her. She went
absolutely crazy and started fucking me back. I fact she was doing a
better job than I was, so I let her take over. That was the only time
I can ever remember being a passive fucker and being fucked by the
fuckee. Even though I had already cum a little over ten minutes ago,
I felt my second load of the night building up and I pulled out of
Sarah before she had a chance to grab me again. She wined to put it
back in, but I didn't want to get her pregnant. I stuck my cock
between her boobs and came there. She drank all the cum she could get
from me and then licked up what she could and scooped the rest off her
tits and fed it to her mouth.
Sarah looked at me with the look of a very satisfied girl (no, she was
a woman now) and said "This is the single best night of my life. I
have never felt this good. I can't wait until we can do this again."
My thinking processes had taken a hike somewhere and I agreed with
her. we scooped up what was left of our costumes. Sarah helped me
fix my ripped costume as best as she could and we left the treehouse.
I made it home OK. The costume was ruined, though. It cost 15 bucks
to replace, however Sarah paid for half, and it was the best $7.50 I
had ever spent.
The next day, I remembered what happened and I knew I couldn't see
Sarah again, because I had cheated on Ginny. I felt like a
first-class heel. I had even taken Sarah's cherry, for Christ sakes!.
I know she wanted me too, but it still wasn't right. Ginny never
found out that I know of, and when I told Sarah in school the next
day, she started crying. I said that it was the most wonderful moment
of my life, but it had to be just that one time, for Ginny's sake. I
also told her that she was three times the lover her sister was, but
made her promise never to tell her that. Sarah beamed and kissed me
just as passionately as she had the previous night. We
never made love again, to my great sorrow.
Chapter Five
************
I had to figure out how I was going to contact Sarah. I had no real
idea where she was as Ginny had made sure that I never saw her. I
checked our bedroom where I knew Ginny kept her private stuff.
Amazingly, I didn't feel like I was snooping - I kind of looked on
this as a bit of revenge for the last few hours.
Finally, shoved all the way back in her lingerie drawer, I found her
address book. I had never seen this book before, and I wondered why.
I soon found out. It listed all her lovers for the last 19 years,
with a rating of each. I was stunned. I knew Ginny had been cheating
on me, but I was saddened to think she had been doing it all of our
marriage. The first entry was two weeks after our honeymoon! What
was even more sad to me was that at least a third of those entries
were women. I had always wanted a threeway with Ginny and another
woman, but Ginny always seemed horrified by the idea. If I had known,
I could have lived out one of my fantasies. I started reading the
ratings. It appeared to be on a one to ten scale, and to no great
surprise I was rated a 2 (she later revised it to a 1, and then to a
zero). I looked for 10s and only found two. I didn't know the first
guy, but the second one was my boyhood chum, Scooter! This was also
news to me as we had moved out of my hometown when we got married.
Ginny didn't want to stay in that hick town one minute longer than
necessary. I looked at the date on the entry by Scooter's name, and
realized that it was during our senior year of high school. In fact,
it was the same night I had screwed Sarah.
I cursed myself for letting Sarah go. How could I not have seen what
Ginny was? Sarah knew, but I couldn't see.
Finally I got tired of reading passages like "just got really screwed
today (by a woman) and now I have to face that idiot I am married to.
I don't know how much longer I can put up with that man - he makes me
sick in bed." This passage was written six months after our wedding.
Ginny must be a masochist at heart if she really stayed with someone
she obviously did not desire or even love for 19 years. I thought it
over and realized that Ginny had stayed with me only because she knew
I would be gone more often that I would be home and that would give
her carte' blanche for her affairs.
I looked through the whole address book and finally in back of the
book scrawled in an almost illegible pencil mark was SARAH (in case I
need to gloat) and a phone number. The number had the prefix of our
home town
- was Sarah still living at home?
I started to dial the number, but Ginny and Dan pulled up just then.
I wrote the number down on the back of one of my business cards and
greeted the pair as they were coming in. Reading Ginny's book had
made me realize that I no longer cared what Ginny was doing and I was
going to enjoy this situation. Two can play this game! I told Ginny
and Dan that I had accepted the situation and offered them my bedroom
whenever they wanted it. I would just fix up the guest room in the
basement and leave them alone. Ginny was fuming
- this was not the reaction from me that she wanted. She stomped up
to the bedroom motioning Dan to come along.
Dan, however, wanted to talk.
"Look, I'm sorry things turned out this way. I love Ginny, but she
never even told me she was married until that night you caught us.
Hell, I even had a ring with me - I was going to propose to her!
This was promising - maybe I could get that divorce yet.
"Do you mean that, Dan or are you just trying to make me feel better?"
"Yes, I mean it. I have been seeing Ginny for over a year (that was a
surprise) and I have fallen deeply in love with her. I can't
understand why she is treating you like this though? Can't you stand
up to her? You guys have been married for so long."
I figured Dan could be an unwitting ally if I played my cards right.
I proceeded to tell Dan about our life and how things were really
boring most of the time. I also told him that I was sure Ginny had
never loved me, I was just the means to an end for her. I told him
about finding that book of hers and her scorecard (Dan only rated a 6,
but I kept that info to myself). I also said that getting involved
with her would only lead to heartbreak, but that it was his choice.
I then turned to go downstairs.
Dan called to me "Can I help you in any way - I feel responsible for
this."
"You're not, but I do appreciate the help. The only thing I really
want is a divorce, but Ginny has vowed that will NEVER happen. She
says that she enjoys seeing me squirm too much."
Dan said, "I want that divorce too - then I could marry her if she'd
have me."
"Haven't you been listening to what I just said? She probably doesn't
love you, she is just using you as the stud of the moment to piss me
off. You know, when you left the other day, she had one of the
neighborhood wives in with her screwing her. She must really think a
lot of your lovemaking skills to get all hot and bothered with someone
else before you are even a mile down the road."
Boy did THAT last statement feel good. Dan looked me and said that I
was probably right and that he was foolish for believing her when she
said that she was his and his alone. He said he left a good marriage
to come and be with Ginny and he didn't think he could go back to his
wife, now. After all, it had been a year and he rarely called her
anymore and hadn't seen her in over nine months. What he said next
made my heart sing, though!
"You know, Ginny would be furious if I told you this, but I am really
your brother-in-law. I am married to Sarah. How can two sisters be
so different?"
I knew that talking to Dan was the best thing I had done in a long
time. I knew I would now be able to see Sarah, but I had to be
careful how I
approached Dan about it.
"Dan, if you want, I will speak to Sarah and see if there is any
chance of her taking you back if that is what you really want. I
always got along well with Sarah, maybe I could convince her that you
were sorry. Where does she live now, anyway? Ginny wouldn't let me
see her since we got married. I've only talked to her on the phone
once or twice and only with Ginny
there, so I didn't talk long. I have a question, though? How did you
ever meet Ginny? I know she wouldn't go anywhere near her sister -
she can't stand her."
"Ginny wanted to see her niece and nephew. (Sarah had kids!!!), so
Ginny called me up and asked if she could see them sometime when Sarah
wasn't home. I didn't think anything about it then, but one thing led
to another and we were screwing before she left that day. She even
told me that you and her were divorced, so that she was free to be
with me. Just another one of her lies, I guess. Hell, my
ten-year-old son even saw us. It took me over an hour to swear him to
secrecy. Thank God it wasn't my daughter, she is a tattletale and
the whole neighborhood would know. As far as I know, Sarah doesn't
know who I left her for. Please don't tell her, I'd never get her
back, then." Dan had this pleading look in his eyes.
Ginny came downstairs then stark naked and as mad as could be. "You
think my husband is more interesting than this?" as she pointed to her
naked cunt. She grabbed Dan and gave me a look like "What did you
have to say to HIM?"
Dan looked at me over his shoulder and mouthed "Please?"
I nodded and went downstairs.
Well, things were starting to look up. First, I didn't have to search
for her, Dan would tell me right where she was, I was sure of that.
Just as I was sure that he wouldn't be getting back together with her
if I could help it. Second, the fact that she had two kids was even
better. If Sarah and I could somehow rekindle our relationship, I
could end up with the children I had always dreamed of having. Third,
even though I kind of liked Dan, I really wanted him and Ginny to end
up together - they deserved each other. Last, my memory of the one
night with Sarah made me realize that I had loved Sarah all this time,
more than I could have ever loved Ginny, and maybe that was why our
marriage was never any good. I bet I would have gotten a 10 from
Sarah's rating book!
Feeling so good, I decided to sneak up to the bedroom (it was no
longer OUR bedroom) and see what Dan and Ginny were doing. I couldn't
believe my ears when I got there.
Ginny was yelling (I could hear it in the hall through the closed
door) about why wasn't his cock getting hard? Didn't she excite him
anymore? I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing out loud. She
had tried a blowjob, tried to push his semi-hard dick in her cunt and
in her ass (she would never do that with me, but I didn't ever ask,
either), but it just wouldn't get hard. She started blaming me and
wondered what I had said to make him
impotent. Thank God, Dan didn't tell her, or my chance of a reunion
with Sarah would be over. He put the blame on the fact that I was
downstairs and he was pre-occupied. I knew what was coming next, so I
scooted back down to the basement just in time to see Ginny rush down
in her robe.
"Look could you go somewhere for an hour or two - Dan and I would like
to be alone."
"Let me talk to Dan, then I'll go. I think I can stay out a couple of
hours. I have to prepare for my business trip Monday, anyway, so I'll
just go back to the office."
"Thank you, honey (yeah, right), I'll send him down."
When she left, I broke into laughter for the first time since Ginny's
no sex announcement. I felt real good!.
Dan appeared in the doorway looking like a trapped animal.
I told him I heard what went on the bedroom - Ginny WAS yelling after
all - "Dan, if you don't make any effort to screw Ginny and do it
good, she'll know something's up and you can kiss Sarah goodbye. You
know Ginny would just love to tell Sarah that she was the one you left
her for. Also, I thought you loved Ginny, why are you having a
problem. now?
Dan gave me a sheepish look.
"Somehow after our talk, she doesn't look that good anymore. Maybe
the love has worn off. I really want to see Sarah, again."
"Dan, look, I haven't had a chance to talk to Sarah yet - don't get
your hopes up until I know more. She may listen to me, she may not, I
don't know. By the way, you never did give me her phone number, you
know."
"Here it is and here is her address. We live in the old Nelson place
in your old home town. She said something about the treehouse had
always appealed to her, but I never understood that."
My heart was flying again - she hadn't forgotten!
"It was where all of us kids played in the neighborhood. The Nelson's
son had died of some disease while he was still a kid, so they let us
all use it." Missy Nelson was one of my classmates and she had wanted
to screw me, but I didn't like her - everybody said she was a slut and
would screw anything with pants. Her brother had died of some disease
when he was twelve, though. Missy eventually ended up pregnant in her
junior year; the Nelsons moved soon after that.
Dan turned around to go back upstairs. I offered "Maybe if you think
you are screwing your wife instead of Ginny, it will help.."
"Yeah, thanks for the suggestion, Ed. I wish we had met under
different circumstances, we could be good friends."
"I already consider you one. Maybe you'll see that I was right about
Ginny."
"You've got me thinking. Let me know how you do with Sarah. I really
want to correct this mistake."
I had a sobering thought What if Sarah had told Dan about us - he
would put two and two together and come after me! I had to know.
"Dan, before you go, did Sarah ever mention me? I mean it would be
nice to know what she thought of me before I see her. If she doesn't
like me, I doubt that I can succeed."
"Don't worry about that. She once told me that the only crush she
ever had before meeting me was over you. She said that she got over
it, but she would always like you a lot."
"Great, maybe this will work, after all. Now go screw my wife silly.
You need to keep her happy so we can have the time to make our plan
work."
Dan smiled and left. Boy, did that last statement of mine sound
funny. I was asking a guy to screw MY wife, so that he could get back
together with HIS wife. No chance of that happening, if I had any say
in the matter!
As I left, I heard (though the closed door again) "Dan, I don't know
what Ed told you, but I want it taped so we can use it again. I've
just come for the fourth time and you haven't even entered me yet!!!"
I was laughing as I got into my car.
Chapter Six ***********
As I got to the office, I decided to call my boss. He had always
wanted to put an office of our business in my home town as it was
centrally located within the state. He had always wanted me to
supervise the creation because it was my home town. I had always
refused because I didn't want to go home. I knew it would make Ginny
mad and I didn't want to be away from home for the six months it would
take to set everything up.
"Hi, Larry (my boss and I were also good friends), is that offer to
start up that office in my home town still on?"
"Good Grief, Ed! You mean you would do it?"
"Yeah, Ginny and I have had a talk. She and I are having problems
with our marriage now, and we both feel a separation of six months
would do both of us good. So if the offer is still there, I'll take
it."
"Hell yes, the offer is still there. I had about given up the idea of
doing it, but it is such a natural fit, that it should really be done.
When can you leave?"
"I am supposed to go to Central City Monday for a week, but Dennis
could take that route over for me. I could leave and be there Monday
if you want."
"Go ahead. I'll call Dennis. He'll jump at the chance to get away
from the hell of a route he inherited when Steve passed away."
Larry and I talked for a few more minutes, but I wanted him to get off
the phone so I could call both Ginny and Sarah.
I called my house first. Dan answered the phone (kind of a shock - I
didn't think he'd want it known that he was there with a married
woman).
"I'm kind of surprised you answered, Dan. I would've thought you
would want to remain incognito."
"I'm expecting a call from my boss. I told him it was alright to call
me here."
"I won't be long. Let me talk to Ginny."
Ginny got on the phone and said "What do YOU want?"
"Just wanted to let you know that you'll have six months to get sick
of Dan and Angela and whomever else you're screwing. I have been
assigned to open a new office in our home town. I can't pass it up.
It would mean a big raise for me (I was lying) and would mean you
could have even more gifts when I came back. You also wouldn't have
me around to fuck up your fuck sessions. I guess if you still want to
call my boss and lie about my non-existent affairs, you can."
The wheels were working in her mind I could tell. Did she still want
to torture me or did she want six months of carte blanche instead.
Just like I thought, the carte blanche won out. She can be so
predictable, sometimes.
Ginny sounded almost apologetic (another act, and not well done) "I've
decided you've suffered enough for now. When you come back in six
months, I can start over again. I know you'll return. You don't like
our home town any more than I do, do you?"
"Thank you so much. I don't want to get on Larry's bad side if I can
help it. Enjoy yourself with Dan and whomever else you want. I don't
care anymore. And you're right, the six months there will be torture
itself. You just won't be there to see it.
Ginny sounded ecstatic "Yeah, knowing you're stuck in that hick town
for six months all alone will be worth it to me not having you around
to torture. Goodbye and good luck."
Dan got back on the line. "I heard some of that. Are you really
going to your home town for six months?"
"Yeah, if I can't change Sarah's mind in six months, its hopeless,
don't you think?"
"Your right, it will be bad there. (for Ginny's benefit). Guess I'll
go now, Ginny has the lusty look on her face again. I might not be
able to walk tomorrow!", he said laughing.
"Yeah, and I know what you're really laughing about. She doesn't look
that good anymore to me either. I think you're the one going through
torture not me. Good Luck to you, I think you need it more."
Dan was laughing and the phone clicked off.
I picked up the phone to dial Sarah with trembling fingers. What if
she doesn't remember me? What if she no longer wants anything to do
me? All these thoughts were rushing through my head as I waited for
the phone to be answered. finally a young girl's (at least I thought
it was young) voice said "Hello, is this Mandy?"
Laughing, I said "No this isn't Mandy unless my voice has really
changed."
She got really apologetic. "I'm sorry sir, I was expecting a call
from my girlfriend. I'm Judi Wallace, how can I help you?"
So Dan's last name was Wallace. He must be one of the Wallace boys
from the farm outside of town. "I'm looking for your mother, Sarah.
Is she at home, by any chance?"
I knew she probably thought I was a salesman (I was).
"Who should I say is calling, sir? Judi was nothing if not polite.
"Just tell her it is her old friend from Halloween in the treehouse."
I knew she would know it was me quicker than if I said my name. Sure
enough about three minutes later, a voice picked up an extension
phone.
"Judi, get off the phone. This is a personal call. I don't listen in
to your personal calls, do I?"
"Hello Sarah. Long time no hear." I chuckled.
"Ed, please meet me somewhere, my daughter has a big mouth and I know
she will listen in. I want to talk to you in private."
I explained to her that I would coming Monday for six months to open a
new branch of the business, and that Ginny wouldn't be coming with me.
"Oh darn! (I could hear the smile in her voice - she didn't want Ginny
there either) Meet me at the old malt shop on Monday afternoon at
two. It hasn't changed since you left...neither have I" she added
with a tone that made my cock hard in an instant.
"See you Monday to go over old times, and maybe some new ones? I
asked with a hopeful sound.
Sarah didn't say anything for a minute or two, then she made me wish
Monday was here already. "I can't think of anything I'd like more.
I've been waiting 19 years for our talk, you know."
I was choked up and managed to stammer out "Can't wait either. I'll
be there. I'll be wearing red. You always seemed to like that color,
didn't you?"
She said "Yeah I did, still do in fact. Tell you what, I'll wear
light blue and white. Think you'll recognize me?"
Those were the colors of her angel costume. There was no doubt now.
"If the place was packed, I could find you in a second. See you
Monday."
"I'll wait impatiently. Oh, by the way, there is a $7.50 malt that
you just have to try. I think you will like it. I had it once, and I
never forgot it. Goodbye!" she said hanging up.
Monday couldn't get here fast enough.
Chapter Seven
*************
Monday was finally here. I had gotten into town about ten o'clock and
had just enough time to get settled into the apartment the company had
rented for me and to eat lunch, before I was to meet Sarah (for
dessert, I hoped).
I walked into the malt shop and saw her. She had changed, of course.
She was a bit heavier but the total effect was still breathtaking.
One area that I didn't mind her being a little heavier was in her
chest. She was now at least a D cup if not a DD cup. I was trying
not to stare. I mean, we were in a public place after all. She
wasn't making it easy for me. She had on blue and white all right - a
blue low cut blouse that just barely covered half of her tits, and a
white mini skirt that was almost indecent. I had to remind myself
that this was a 36 year old married woman with two teenaged kids. It
didn't help. I still saw a teenager in an angel costume. I also knew
I had a raging hardon.
"Sarah, I would have known you anywhere!"
"Hello Ed. Nice outfit." I was in red alright - red shirt, wine
colored pants, bright red socks and reddish-brown penny loafers. I
looked ridiculous. I guess being in love will do that to you.
"I have a question before we do anything else: how in the world did
you manage to get all the way here without being attacked. Any sane
man would have been driven insane by that outfit." Her outfit was
screaming "FUCK ME" in large neon flashing letters.
"Oh this old thing - I just threw it on. Why, does it look good?" The
look on her face said that she knew exactly how it looked and she was
ecstatic that it was having the desired effect. My outfit looked even
more ridiculous, now.
"You know the answer to that." I looked down, and she followed the
gaze. A smile of relief appeared on her face. It was obvious that
she was out of the practice of trying to turn someone on. It was
working, boy WAS it working!
"Sarah, I had to come to see you. Ginny has been putting me through
torture for years and it finally came to a head last weekend."
I then proceeded to tell Sarah everything, including the fact that her
husband had left her for Ginny. As I spoke her expression changed
from interest, to incredulous, to disbelief, to outright anger. When
I was finished, she was red in the face and extremely angry. (Not at
me, I hope).
My face must have betrayed that final thought because she said "No,
I'm not angry with you. I love you, I could never be angry with you.
What I am angry about is my sister, for one. I now and forever
renounce that I ever had a sister, I am also angry with my husband.
I knew he had left me for someone else, but Ginny? He must be even
more stupid than I thought. She's just using him to make you
miserable. He probably thinks it will lead somewhere. He was always
gullible."
"Sarah, he had even bought a ring for her. He was going to propose to
her when he could get you to give him a divorce. Ginny never told him
she was married."
"We've been divorced for two months. It was an absentee divorce. He
may not even be aware of it. He never showed up for any of the
proceedings.
It just now hit me that she had said she loved me. "Sarah, you just
said you loved me. But you told Dan that you were over that."
"Of course, I told him that. I wanted to get married and have a
family. If the man I have always loved was unavailable, I had to find
a suitable substitute. Guess I failed, huh?" She gave a weak laugh,
but was on the verge of tears.
She wiped her face with a napkin and continued. "I have always loved
you and I always will. When you made love to me that night in the
treehouse, I knew there was no way I could ever love another man as
much as I did you. When you said it was over the next day, my heart
broke, even though I knew you were right. Why did you think I wanted
to live in the old Nelson house? The treehouse would at least remind
me of the most wonderful night of my life."
"Sarah, it took me 19 years and a lot of heartache to realize that I
left the best thing that ever happened to me in that treehouse that
night. I just wish Ginny would give me a divorce. I'd marry you
before the ink dried, if you'd have me."
Sarah lost all control now and was sobbing heavily. I was worried
that we were making a spectacle of ourselves, but as I looked around,
there were only two other couples in the shop, both far enough away
not to see Sarah clearly.
She finally got herself under control enough to talk. "What do you
mean, she won't give you a divorce. I think you have sufficient
grounds, don't you?"
"She said that a divorce is what I would want, and since she wanted to
torture me a while, she would never give me the divorce while she
could still torture me. Why should she - she can just shack up with
anyone she wants in front of me and what can I really do?"
"Ed, the divorce laws have changed a lot in the last few years. It is
no longer necessary for both sides to agree to the divorce to make it
happen. How do you think I divorced Dan? He would never have agreed
to a divorce. It was against his principles. Wait a minute - what
principles! - he is screwing his sister-in-law while his
brother-in-law is forced to accept it. Boy, when I make a mistake, I
make a doozy! And as for that marriage proposal, I accept, and I'll
do whatever it takes to make it happen. I can't lose you again."
"Neither can I." I thought of Dan and began to laugh.
Sarah was angry and hurt "What's so funny?"
"Do you know what Dan wanted me to do while I'm here? He wanted me to
try to patch things up between you and him. He wanted to come back.
He had finally began to see Ginny for what she was."
Sarah went from anger to mirth in a second. "You're kidding! (I shook
my head no) He is even dumber than I thought. Did he actually think
that I would take him back after what he had done? If I would have
ever entertained that thought, all I would have had to do was sic our
son, Ben on him. Ben has been furious with his father since he left.
He hates to see me cry, which I did every night for a month until I
realized he wasn't coming back. That's when I started the divorce
proceedings."
"Honey (It just seemed right), do you want to go anywhere, like my
apartment? I have an old Halloween devil costume that needs mending
along with a heart."
Sarah was speechless, but smiled with a happy look that I've only seen
one other time - on this same face over 19 years earlier in a
treehouse.
"Seems like the costume is the only thing that will need to mend, my
heart is back in one solid piece, as I hope is yours. Let's go, I
can't wait much longer. It's been over a year since I had sex, but
over 19 years since I actually enjoyed it."
Talk about ego pumping, I could have floated to my apartment. When I
got up to pay the check, I realized I had forgotten my wallet. I
didn't have enough change to pay for the bill. I had to talk to the
guy behind the counter - he looked familiar.
As I walked up, he called "Hey, Shifty!"
Only one person ever called me Shifty - "Scooter, nice to see you
again."
"Don't worry about the drinks, pal this one's on me. I hope you don't
make the same mistake twice with Sarah, I'd hate to see her hurt
again."
"No way, Scooter. It may have taken me 19 years to wake up, but I'm
not sleeping again. I don't want to wake from this dream."
******
When we got to the apartment, I took my first real good, deep look at
Sarah. As I said before, she was heavier than I remember, but almost
all of it was in her chest and her ass. I thought the image was just
as exciting to me as her image was when I was peeling off the angel
costume. I had a surprise for her.
"Sarah, turn around and don't look. I have a surprise for you..."
"I think I've already seen it, but I can't wait to see it again." she
giggled, but she turned around.
I got the surprise out from my luggage, and asked her to turn around.
Her eyes got wide and the smile on her face was worth the effort by
itself. I was holding replicas of my devil costume (this one was the
right size) and her angel costume (HERS was skintight THIS time).
"Feel like recreating history?"
She came over to me and kissed me with the same hunger she had 19
years ago. The difference this time was that we weren't in a
treehouse and I could really see the body I had fantasied about for
these many years. I was drooling (and so was she!).
Sarah could hardly speak "I want to do this, but not the first time.
I want to make love with you so bad, I can't wait any longer."
She started to remove her clothes. I stopped her.
"You forgot already. I want to undress you, please let me."
She looked a little apprehensive, she must have been afraid of the way
she looked now, but I didn't care. She could have weighed three
hundred pounds and it wouldn't have mattered to me. I did notice that
her blouse was a button down type - she wasn't trying to make it
difficult for me.
As I undid the buttons, I was fumbling like I hadn't done this before.
(I hadn't had sex myself in nine months - that was the last time Ginny
let me near her in bed). Sarah's apprehension gave away to mirth.
She was enjoying my difficulty with taking off her blouse. I finally
managed to undo all the buttons and pulled the blouse aside. Unlike
in the treehouse, she was wearing a bra. Her tits, however, were
overflowing the bra and screaming to be released from their
confinement. One thing I have never been any good with was removing
bras. Ginny always wore front clasp bras when she wanted to get
fucked because I could at least see to unfasten it. She only wore
back clasp when she didn't care if we screwed or not. As I thought
about it, she hadn't worn a front clasp bra in several years. Sarah's
bra was a back clasp. I silently cursed. I reached around to attempt
to unlock the clasp and found that Sarah was ahead of me - the clasps
were already undone. She must have seen my look of surprise.
"One of the things I remember Ginny complaining about with you was how
long you took to remove her bra. She bitched about it enough, that I
vowed if I got you to remove my bra, it would be front clasp or
non-existent. Unfortunately, all my front clasp bras are in the
laundry, so I had to make do."
I couldn't believe my ears. How did I ever leave this woman? I
pulled the bra off her and I was overwhelmed. I expected a little
sag, maybe even a bit of droop, but Sarah's boobs were high and hard
on her chest just like they were when she was a teenager. The only
difference was that they were about twice the size. She could have
posed in any adult boob magazine she wanted to without a problem. I
was drooling again, and my mouth was making incoherent sounds.
Sarah had a look of profound relief on her face. She knew that I was
still attracted to her. (Attracted, no, in awe was more like it).
"Can I suck them, please" I was begging. I was afraid she'd put the
bra back on and hide them again. (My thought processes had taken a
hike again.)
"You have to ask? Please, I'm in torture!" She was in torture?!?
Maybe she didn't know what she was doing to me.
I grabbed her left boob and started to squeeze it. My mouth went to
her right nipple and pulled it into my mouth. I had forgotten that
she was super-sensitive on her nipple. She went crazy and this time
she did throw me off onto the bed. She came over immediately and
threw herself on me and stuffed her boob back in my face. "I better
hold you or I'll get away again" she breathed. I wasn't going to
argue. I sucked for about a day or two (all right about five minutes,
it just seemed that long), and she threw my ego another boost.
"God, I had forgotten how much I love my boobs sucked. Dan just
ignored them, he was more interested in plunging right in."
My opinion of Dan just took a nosedive. How can someone ignore boobs
like this? This explained his attraction to Ginny a little more.
Ginny's boobs were average size - 34B, but she had nice legs and a
tight ass. It was obvious - Dan was a leg and ass man, I was a boob
and ass man. Legs I could take or leave.
By the time I had enough of her boobs, my cock was harder that it has
been in many a year and it was uncomfortable in those ungodly wine
pants. Sarah climbed off me, slid her shorts off and said "My turn
with you now."
She came over to me and started to unbutton my shirt just like I did
her blouse, fumbling just as much. I was worried about her reaction to
my older nearly forty year old body. I tried to keep in shape, but I
didn't have the time to exercise regularly. I also was heavier than I
was as a teenager and most of it was in the belly. Sarah's smile
never left her face as she removed the shirt and she put her long hair
up against my hairy chest. It felt like heaven, just like it had
before. She looked up at me and said "Still like the hair cushion?"
I could only nod. My voice was not working again.
She looked at my belly and then did something that removed any last
remaining doubts I may have had about her feelings. She sucked my
belly button. The feeling was indescribable. I felt as though she
was sucking me out through my belly into her mouth. I looked down at
her panties and they were so soaked, she might as well not have had
them on. She then knelt in front of me and began to remove my pants.
I tried to help, but she knocked my hand away saying this was her job,
not mine. Again, I wasn't going to argue. When my shorts came into
view, I was mortified - I had a large cum stain on the front from
where my pre-cum had been soaking them. Sarah looked up with an
expression of lust and love and exclaimed "I better get these off
quick or your gonna have to buy a new pair. These look like they're
all used up." I reached down to her, pulled her up to me and kissed
her with passion and love. I took her panties down and looked at her
muff again.
Her bush was still hairy and still just as exciting as it was back all
those years ago. I laid her back on the bed and she spread her thighs
and motioned me in. This time, however, I was going to eat her and
she wasn't going to stop me. I had missed doing this the first time
and I didn't want to miss it this time. I dove in over her protests
saying that she wanted my cock in her. I just looked up and said "I
have been tortured for 19 years, its time for me to do a little
torturing of my own. Quiet, you'll like it, trust me."
I started to lick around the edge of her sex, but I was careful not to
touch her vagina itself. I wanted to make her squirm a bit, but not
too long. I was confronted with a river of pussy juice and the
overpowering smell of strawberry. I was in heaven again. I licked
and sucked at her pussy for quite a few minutes until I heard her
screaming at me to fuck her. I couldn't resist any longer and I
pulled up and sunk in. It was like taking a bellyflop into a river.
She was so wet, I was afraid I was going to be washed out again. By
the time I had gotten all the way it, her legs had clamped on me and I
was locked in her tight embrace. I was actually amazed her cunt was
still this tight. She had been married for several years and had two
children - how could this wonderful cunt still be this tight? I moved
in and out slowly trying to build up the tension, but she was fucking
back harder and harder. I finally asked her to please let me fuck
her. I wanted to go slow, not fast. I wanted this to last.
Sarah started laughing and said "What makes you think that this will
be the only time we do this? I don't have to be back until 4:30,
that's an hour and a half from now. I figure we should be good for at
least twice more, unless you're too tired?"
Was that a challenge? Well, I couldn't let that pass. "All right,
you want it hard and fast, you got it hard and fast" and I picked up
the pace. She was matching me thrust for thrust. I was almost there
and by reflex I started to pull out. This time however, there was a
vise around my body that was not going to let me escape, not that I
really wanted to. "You're not getting away, this time, stud!" Sarah
moaned. Stud! I had been called many things, but stud was not one of
them. I came with a gusher. I hadn't come that good in nearly twenty
years, and I was smiling from ear to ear. I looked down and saw the
match to my face below me with an even bigger grin and a look of
satisfaction in her eyes that made me feel like the greatest lover in
the world.
When we had recovered, she smiled at me "I have regretted you not
coming in me all these years. I wanted to feel that cum in me so
badly. I know why you did it, you didn't want me to get pregnant. I
blamed myself for that - I could have stolen a couple of Ginny's
Pills, she would never have missed them and you could have come in me
like you were meant to."
"My God, Sarah, why was that so important to you?"
"When you stuck your cock in me for the first time I felt complete.
It was like something that had been left out of my body had been
reattached and I wanted whatever went with that. When you pulled out,
I felt like that part of me was missing again and I wanted it back. I
wanted it back badly. I never thought I would have to wait 19 years
to get it back."
She reached over to my semi-hard cock and said "Now if I want that
missing part back in, I had better prepare it." and she put her mouth
over my dick just like she did back then. She was even better this
time. I guess practice really does make perfect. I reached down for
her hanging boobs and started to stroke them. She looked up and said
with an evil grin on her face, "Better not, you know what that does to
me and I don't want to bite!" She then reattached the vacuum cleaner
that was her mouth, and I was hard again in about five minutes. I
pulled her off my dick before I shot into her mouth, and positioned
her to return the favor. This time, she didn't protest as I munched
on my dessert. I must have slurped for ten minutes, but finally I
couldn't stand it anymore. I pulled up and laid down on the bed. I
asked "How would you like to be on top this time. I'd really like to
see those boobs jumping up and down."
Sarah squealed "Wow, Dan would never let me do that!" She climbed on
and shoved my dick into her steamy cunt. It felt even better this way
if that was possible. I watched those huge boobs bouncing up and down
on her chest and I couldn't resist I grabbed both of them and starting
squeezing. She came instantly and when I reached up to suck one of
them, she came again, even harder. By this time I was seconds from
coming again myself, and I wanted to warn her. "I'm cumming, Sarah"
She smiled and shoved my dick down as far into her cunt as it would
go, and I shot more goo into her. I shot for a solid three or four
minutes. I didn't know I had that much semen left in me. When it was
over, I was exhausted.
I looked at Sarah, and I saw a look of complete and utter contentment
and more than that, her eyes were showing nothing more than stark
love. I was happy for the first time since I was in high school, and
I think, so was Sarah.
I managed to speak "Sarah, I give up. There is no way I can go for
another round. I am shot. But I am also very, very happy and
content. I just wish we could have had those 19 years back. How
could I have not known about Ginny all these years? How could two
sisters be so different?"
Sarah's voice had a tone of disappointment, but at the same time
extreme happiness. "I guess I'm too much for you, huh? No matter,
you're going to be here for six months, and I don't intend to let a
day go by without doing something with you. Could I interest you in
another round, if I let you take my other cherry?"
"Other cherry, what do you mean, Sarah?"
She turned around and pointed to her ass. "This cherry, sweetheart.
(gosh, did that word sound good) Dan never wanted to, and we never had
the time. I've always wanted to feel a good hard prick up there.
I've been practicing, you know."
"What do mean practicing?"
"When you called me, I took my dildo and started stretching back
there. I think I can take that huge meat of yours back there with no
trouble now, and I want it so bad."
Huge meat? Me? God this woman knew how to turn me on. My dick was
getting hard again. I couldn't believe it.
We did screw again, and yes, I did screw her ass. Let's just say it
was everything I would have hoped for, and I hoped Sarah would want to
do it again. When I came, just little spurts came out. I was dry as
a bone. I had always fantasied about doing Ginny in the ass, but I
never found the courage to ask her. She would have probably said no,
just because I wanted to do it. Never mind that her and Dan were
doing it in front of me.
We climbed off the bed and headed for the shower, together. As we
were cleaning each other off, we talked some more. Sarah explained
that she had taken a vacation day off from work today, but that she
had to work tomorrow, so we couldn't get together again until tomorrow
night. That was fine by me as I had to find some office space
tomorrow. As I was soaping her wonderful body, I started to get hard
again. This time, however it hurt because I was not used to all this
action. Sarah looked a little sore herself, but she was beaming and
happy. I never knew taking a shower could be so much fun. We got out
of the shower and I looked at Sarah's naked ass. It was red and
looked like it was sore. I asked her about it, but she said she felt
wonderful, and if it hurt, it was a small price to pay for having a
dream come true again.
That reminded me. "Sarah, Dan and Ginny were ass fucking that first
night I saw them. Ginny had a happy smile on her face. I couldn't
see Dan's face, but he sure wasn't protesting. Looks like he liked to
screw an ass just fine, he just didn't like to screw your ass."
Sarah, who was dressing for home, just looked at me and said "That
idiot! I almost begged him several times to screw me in the ass, but
he always acted disgusted. I wish I could have a little revenge
against him and against Ginny, too. I am thoroughly disgusted that a
woman could treat her husband the way she treated you. I mean, to be
screwing around on you two weeks after the honeymoon, I just don't
believe it."
Sarah finished dressing and came over to kiss me. "Please come over
to the house tomorrow night. I want to cook for my man, and I want
the kids to meet you. Ben will be thrilled, but I don't know about
Judi. We may have to be careful around her, she could cause us
trouble." She got that evil look again, "Oh and bring those costumes,
I still want to relive history, and I think the treehouse will be
available."
I laughed and saw her to the door. "Sarah, please think about this.
I have an idea about how to get a little revenge on Ginny and Dan.
Interested? If so, maybe we can discuss it tomorrow night?"
"You want to TALK tomorrow?" she looked hurt.
"No, but we should have something else to do besides screwing, and
besides, I want revenge on Ginny so much I can taste it."
"You're right, I want revenge on Dan and Ginny and I want it bad, too.
I'll think about it, when I can get my mind off you and that big hunk
of meat." she was laughing and then she left.
I was really looking forward to tomorrow night.
Chapter Eight
*************
I finished up my morning work, and looked through the realtor listings
to find one to show me some office space. I looked and saw
"Scooter's Realty". Nah, couldn't be, could it? He was working in
the malt shoppe wasn't he - he probably owned it. I called the
number.
"Scooter's Realty." a female voice answered. She sounded awfully
familiar.
"Sarah???"
"Ed, sweetheart, how did you know I worked for Scooter?
"I didn't, honey, I was looking for a real estate company for some
office space, and I wanted to see if this was the same Scooter I know.
I had no idea you were working there."
"Yeah, after Dan left, I needed money and Scooter's secretary had just
left to get married. It was a perfect fit. I had always liked
Scooter because he was your friend, therefore he was also my friend."
"Is he in, I'd like to talk to him. Nothing against you, you
understand, I just need to find some office space."
Scooter's voice came on the line "I thought you'd never ask, Shifty.
Sarah told me about yesterday (I was blushing) and she hasn't been so
happy for years. I was going to give her the rest of the day off, but
I guess the surprise is out of the bag now."
Sarah came back on the line "What do you mean? I already had
yesterday off"
Scooter laughed. "I know you well enough by now to know you have
something special planned for Ed tonight, and I just wanted to give
you an early start on it. Besides, I'm going to be gone all afternoon
showing Ed some properties he might like. And I want to talk to my
old buddy again, too. You're not the only person in town who likes
him, you know?"
I cut in "You don't have to do this, Scooter. I can make an
appointment just like anyone else."
Scooter sounded hurt "You just did. Now, Sarah, get home and prepare
something to knock Ed's socks or whatever else you want off. I'll
lock up behind me when I leave."
Sarah sounded amazed "Scooter, thank you. I'll repay you for this
somehow."
Scooter chuckled. "You know Ed's gonna need a best man one of these
days..."
I was chuckling too. "Not anymore, he's not. Sarah, see you tonight.
What time do you want me there?"
"Oh anytime after six, honey (I was blushing again, that felt GOOD to
hear), I'll be waiting with supper. I know you'll like the dessert."
I heard a door close and Scooter came on the line. "She's really in
love with you, you know. Always has been. I could even tell when she
was with Dan that her heart was elsewhere. I just hope you don't hurt
her. I love her like the sister I never had, and I love you like the
brother I never had, too." Scooter was an only child, and his parents
were dirt poor. I always gave him things that I knew he didn't have
the money to buy himself. I made me feel good to help a friend out.
"Scooter, I made a huge mistake back in high school and I have paid
for it for 19 years. I will not make that mistake again. Ginny and I
have been married in name only for most of, if not all of, those
years. When Sarah and I were together yesterday, I realized that if I
never saw Ginny again, I could care less. I was always in love with
Sarah, but I just didn't have the guts to leave Ginny. I have the
guts now. I am filing for divorce as soon as I can find a decent
lawyer. Do you know any lawyers in town that I could trust?"
Scooter laughed and said "Just one, my wife, Missy."
I was amazed. He'd hooked a lawyer? What was he doing in the malt
shoppe? I figured he needed the extra money. "Missy? You don't mean
Missy Nelson, do you?" I had always wondered what happened to her.
"Yep. That was my kid she was carrying in high school. We married
when I was a senior. She went to law school at nights, and I worked
two jobs to put her through. She did the same for me to put me
through real estate college. We have three kids now, and we couldn't
be happier. Why don't you bring Sarah over for a visit, if you can
tear yourselves away from each other." This last was said with a
sound very much like a leer.
"Where's your office, Scooter? I'll be right over." He gave me the
address and I hung up.
Scooter's office was small, just enough for two people. There were
two cars in the driveway - an older model Honda Accord and a fairly
new BMW. I
wondered who the client was that drove the BMW. That had been one of
my fantasy cars for as long as I can remember. I knew it was
Scooter's too.
I walked in and was greeted by Scooter who was sitting in Sarah's desk
going through some real estate listings.
"Howdy, buddy, who owns the Beemer out front?"
"That's mine" came a sweet sounding female voice from around the
corner. She came into the room and my mouth dropped open. This was a
gorgeous blonde with big blue eyes, a drop dead figure and a smile
almost as wide as Sarah's yesterday. There was a trace of a laugh
starting. "Why are you asking, Ed?"
"Missy???" This was a surprise. I don't ever remember Missy Nelson
looking this good.
"Yes, It's me. Scooter called me at the law office and asked me to
come over. I've been wanting to see you since you got in town. But I
imagine Sarah's been keeping you pretty busy." she was smiling, trying
not to laugh. Scooter, however, was laughing and laughing pretty
hard.
"You should have seen the look on your face when Missy stepped in. I
thought you were gonna drool all over the carpet." Missy gave it up
then and joined her husband in mirth. I looked at the both of them
and started laughing too.
"Missy, what did you do to yourself? You look like a centerfold."
Scooter had a big grin on his face, and Missy blushed about two shades
of red.
"When Scooter proposed, I realized that it wasn't necessary to make
myself into a slut to keep a man. Scooter knew what I was, and he
still wanted me. That gave me the courage to try to be the best I
could for him. This is the result. What do ya think of the class
slut, now?"
"Missy, if you'd have looked like that in high school, you'd have
needed a take-a-number machine just to keep track of all the guys that
wanted to date you, and I don't mean just to fuck you either. You
would not have had to put out unless you wanted to. Scooter, I always
knew you had good taste, and this just proves it."
Scooter smiled and said. "You know, you're the main reason we ended
up together. You and Ginny."
This was a surprise. I suddenly remembered Ginny's 10 rating for
Scooter. I had to ask him. I didn't really want to do it in front of
Missy, but my curiosity was getting the better of me.
"Scooter, I have to ask you something." I proceeded to tell Missy and
Scooter about Ginny, about all the affairs, about the book and the
ratings. I paused a moment and threw the kicker in. "You know, there
were only two 10 ratings ever given in the book - one for some guy I
don't know, and the other ten was you."
Missy looked at Scooter and smiled. Did she know about this?
Scooter motioned for me to sit down. "Yes, Ginny and I screwed one
night. It was the night you and Sarah were in the treehouse. (How
did he know about that?) Ginny was pissed when she realized that you
were gone, and she was even more pissed when she found out that Sarah
had left at the same time. Ginny immediately knew what had happened.
She knew Sarah was madly in love with you, and she was insanely
jealous of her sister. She guessed what Sarah must be trying to do to
you, and she knew that you were pissed at her. She thought you would
cave in, and she'd have a rival for you. She grabbed me because she
figured that I'd know where you went. I didn't have any idea at all,
but I had gone to the dance stag, and it was great to leave with a
girl
- even if it was my best friend's girlfriend and she was mad as a
hornet."
Missy broke in then. "I know you thought we were gone for the
weekend, but my brother was very sick then, and we decided to stay
home. I heard noise coming from the treehouse. I'm a light sleeper,
and I couldn't go back to sleep. I went to the back yard and I heard
the sounds of people fucking. Well, you know me, I was always horny,
and I soon was friggin myself in the back yard. When I heard the
names being called, I was in shock. Sarah and I had been close
friends since we were both little girls, but I never liked Ginny. I
had a big-time crush on you for many years, but I knew Sarah had an
even bigger one, and when I realized that you and Sarah were finally
fucking, I felt good all over, almost as good as I felt after being
screwed. My best friend was finally getting her dream fulfilled. I
swore to myself to be quiet, I didn't want to disturb you."
Scooter picked up again. "By the time I had walked Ginny home, she
was horny as hell. How she got that way, I don't know to this day.
Anyway, she pushed me up to her room and practically raped me. I was
too surprised to know what was really going on, but this was finally
my chance to really screw a girl. Remember back in those days, I
would nearly faint if a girl so much as smiled at me. This was the
best night of my life. I knew this was a one-time thing, and I was
determined not to blow it. I used every trick I had ever read about
or had seen in a porno mag or video to try to please Ginny. I think
it could have been any boy that night, and she would have given him a
ten. She was so horny that she came three times before I was even in
her. It lasted about a half hour, and she was out like a light.
Believe it or not, I was still horny, and I thought I'd go back home
to jack off. When I left the yard, I literally bumped into Missy."
Missy laughed. "That's right, he bumped into me. He bumped into me
with my hand buried deep in my pussy, my boobs flopping all over my
chest and I was just coming off my second orgasm of the night. Sarah
and you were just finishing up. I grabbed the boy in front of me, and
ran for the garage. I needed to get fucked, and I needed it bad. I
wanted to be out of your way, so that you wouldn't know I'd been
there. We made it into the garage and I began pulling his clothes
off."
"I was surprised and then I was giddy. I had always heard that Missy
was a slut, but she never noticed me. I had wanted to fuck her since
the first time I knew what fucking was all about. Since Ginny had
taken the edge off me, I was able to last for a long time with Missy.
I could tell she was impressed. I guess she was used to guys just
using her pussy as a cum receptacle and not caring if she got any
pleasure or not. I figured this was a safe fuck, because I knew the
class slut had to be on the Pill."
"Scooter figured wrong. I always made the guys who screwed me use a
condom, because I didn't want to take a chance at all on pregnancy.
I didn't go on the Pill, because I didn't know anyone I could ask how
to get some. The only close female friend I had was Sarah, and I
didn't want to ask her. We joined together and he stuck his dick in
me without a condom. I was so worked up I couldn't have stopped him
if I'd wanted to, and I sure didn't want to. That night was the best
sex I had ever had, and I realized it was because of no condom. I
loved to feel a naked prick in me, and I realized I wanted THIS naked
prick in me. I fell in love with Scooter that night. I still am. So
you see, we have you and Ginny to thank for bringing us together."
I spoke up now. "Missy, where did you go when you left after finding
out you were pregnant?"
"I went to live with my aunt and uncle. My mom and dad wanted nothing
more to do with me. They blamed Scooter for getting me pregnant, but
it was just as much my fault as it was his. I called him every night
and we met at my uncle's place whenever we could. When I had our
first son, Scooter proposed to me in the delivery room."
Scooter had been silent for a while. "When I screwed Missy that first
time, I knew in my heart that this was what I had been waiting for my
whole life. I didn't want to leave her, and I told her I loved her
that night. Thank you from the bottom of my heart."
I was speechless. It was nice to know I had done something right for
a change.
Chapter Nine
************
Missy and I went over the plans for the divorce. I told her that
Ginny was not gonna agree to the divorce, but I wanted to go ahead
anyway. She said that with the evidence I had, Ginny had no chance to
contest. She wanted to know if I had made any copies of Ginny's
address book. I hadn't, but Dan could help there, if I went about it
right. I'd need to call him. She said she'd draw up some papers over
the week, and I could sign them. She also said that if Ginny wanted
to contest the divorce, she'd have to come into town. Missy's eyes
were flashing when she said "I hope she does. I would love to put
her through the wringer in court. If anybody deserves public
humiliation, its Ginny." I looked at Scooter and asked if it would be
okay if I kissed my divorce attorney. Scooter and Missy both laughed.
She said "I'd be insulted if you didn't, but save some of that for
Sarah tonight, OK!" I kissed Missy (no tongue) and said "I'd better
stop now, or Sarah will get suspicious." Scooter, Missy and I broke
up in laughter. It was nice to have friends again.
Scooter and I looked at property until five o'clock, when he had to go
back to the office to close up. I asked him what the deal was about
the malt shoppe. He said that Missy had gotten the title to the
shoppe as payment in a case. They decided to keep it and worked in it
when they could. Their kids all worked there too.
About 5:45, I arrived at the old Nelson house. It looked pretty much
the same as it always had been, but it was freshly painted. I went
around back to see the treehouse, and it had been rebuilt. It almost
looked new. That surprised me a bit.
I knocked on the front door, and Sarah met me. She was dressed
casually, but I still found it arousing. She noticed and said "Keep
that ready 'til later, I want to introduce you to the kids."
We went into the front room, and her son Ben was waiting. I didn't
see Judi.
"Ben, this is Ed. Say hello. Where's Judi?"
"She got a call from Mandy. Said she'll be down later."
"What am I going to do with that girl? Ed, why don't you and Ben get
acquainted while I finish dinner." Sarah smiled as she left for the
kitchen.
"Well Ben, how are things going?" I had no idea what to say to
Sarah's son. That must have sounded awfully lame.
Ben came over to me and gave me a hug. I was shocked. "What was that
for?"
"You made my mother happy. That deserves a hug from a loving son."
Ben was smiling and he looked as happy as Sarah did.
"Ben, how old are you now?"
"Just turned twelve last month. Judi's fourteen and boy crazy. Mandy
and her talk almost every night about who the stud of the week is. I
think it's going to get her into trouble if she's not careful. I am
glad to meet you finally, Uncle Ed."
That was like a thunderbolt. How did he know I was his uncle?" "How
did you know I was your uncle?" I managed to sputter.
"Mom has a picture of you and Aunt Ginny that she kept hidden from
Dad. (he spat the word Dad out - I guess he hasn't forgiven his
father yet) I could hear her some nights calling your name out in her
sleep when Dad was away. I've even seen her kiss the picture when she
thought no one was around. Mom's been in love with you for a long
time, and I am finally glad to meet you. I want to know what you plan
to do with Mom. I don't want her crying again like she did when Dad
left. I hope I never see my father again!" Ben had a look of anger
on his face. Dan sure made an enemy, here.
"Ben, I plan to marry your mother just as soon as I can. I love her
more than she loves me if that is even possible. I want to commend
you for sticking by your mother. I think you have helped her get over
your father as painlessly as she has. What does your sister think?"
At that moment, the person in question came down the stairs. My eyes
must have been playing tricks on me. Judi looked almost like a copy
of Ginny at fourteen years of age. She was filled out for fourteen,
and I thought Ben had a point - she was going to get into trouble with
that body if she wasn't careful. She stopped in the kitchen to talk
to Sarah for a moment and then came in.
"Hi Ed. Nice to put a face with the phone voice." Judi was a bubbly
sort.
"Hi there, yourself. What did you and Mandy talk about?" Judy looked
daggers at Ben, who just smiled and suppressed a laugh.
"You told him, Ben! Now, he'll think I'm some kind of slut or
something!" Sarah came into the room just in time to hear that last
comment from Judi.
"JUDI WALLACE!!! What kind of language is that to use in front of a
guest?" Sarah was furious and looked mortified. Judi was frightened,
and Ben had given up trying to suppress the laugh. I started to laugh
too. It WAS funny.
Judi was trying to save face "But Mom, Ben told him about my phone
call with Mandy!" I could tell that this was not the impression she
had wanted to make on me. She was looking at Ben like she had some
kind of evil torture devised for him. Ben just looked at her and
grinned. "Can't get in trouble for telling the truth now, can I?"
That did it. Judi leaped at Ben, and Sarah and I were laughing so
hard I thought we'd have a heart attack. It felt like I was home. I
felt like I had a family and I went to give Sarah a hug. She looked
at me and gave me a kiss that took my breath away and whispered "I
think they like you."
"You and Dan did at least a couple of things right, you know." I
whispered back and got a huge loving smile in return.
Sarah took charge as her laughter finally wound down. "Do you think
you two can keep from hitting each other until you finish dinner?
Judi, come help me set the table, please." Judi smiled at me
sheepishly, scowled at Ben and followed her mother into the kitchen.
Ben was still laughing. "Ed, you know this is the first time I've
felt like laughing for months. You seem to fit in here. Please don't
leave for a while. I'd like to have a chance to get to know you
better. I figure if my mother loves you so much, there must be
something in you that's worth knowing. I would really like to talk to
you about girls." He looked quickly into the kitchen. "Please don't
tell Judi I said that, I'd never hear the end of it."
"Don't worry, buddy. I had those same questions you have when I was
twelve and there is no way I'd ever tell your sister. Your mother,
maybe, but not Judi. I hear she likes to spread the news. I don't
want you to spoil that good reputation you must have. I'll leave that
for you."
Ben walked over and hugged me again. "You've been here twenty minutes
and I feel like you're my father more than I ever felt that way with
my Dad. Thank you for reappearing in Mom's life again."
This was too much. I began to think of Ben as the son I had always
wanted to have, and I silently cursed Ginny for not letting us have
children. Judi yelled from the kitchen "Dinner's ready!"
*****
Dinner went well enough. Sarah was a good cook, and I was soon
stuffed. I could tell Judi wanted to get back upstairs (I guess she
wanted to tell Mandy about me). Ben had a look of contentment on his
face, and he offered to do the dishes to give Sarah and me some time
alone. Sarah almost fell out of her chair when she heard that. She
said Ben NEVER offered to do the dishes before. She usually had to
force him.
Sarah and I went into the front room. I was glowing. Her two kids
had an effect on me that I could have never predicted. I felt like
the head of a family and it was one of the greatest feelings I had
ever felt. I knew now without any doubt that this was where I was
destined to be. This was the family I had always dreamed of having,
and I was not going to let it get away.
I told Sarah how I was feeling and she laid her head on my shoulder
and began to cry softly. I stroked her hair and I felt content. We
just held each other for about ten minutes, not saying much. I told
her of meeting Missy and that she was going to file the divorce papers
for me. I told her Missy and Scooter's story of that night in the
treehouse, and by the time I was done, she was happy and smiling.
Ben came in and said that he was going upstairs to watch some TV in
his room. Judi had a date, and she would be gone by seven thirty. I
looked at my watch
- it was seven now. How to kill forty-five minutes? I know!
"Sarah, why don't you give me the fifty cent tour? I'd like to know
where I hope to be living." (It just slipped out, but Sarah's smile
turned into a deep kiss of contentment, Ben just looked happy and went
upstairs).
We toured the house. That killed about a half hour. Judi's boyfriend
came by and picked her up. Sarah told me that she was seeing this
junior in high school who had his own car. She didn't sound happy
about it.
"I get the feeling you don't approve of Judi's boyfriend."
"There's nothing really wrong with him, I guess. I just wish she'd
find someone more her age. I know what he's gonna try to do, and I
don't want a repeat of Missy in my family."
"Sarah, would you like me to talk to her? I can tell her about Missy
and about Ginny. By the way, I can't get over how much she looks like
Ginny did at that age." I was not sure if Judi would listen to me,
but it was worth a shot.
Sarah chuckled. "Yeah, she sure does look like Ginny, doesn't she? I
just hope she doesn't turn out like Ginny did. Go ahead, talk to her.
Maybe she'll listen to you, but I doubt it."
We had ended up at the treehouse. I started to climb up, and looked
at Sarah. She had that evil look on her face. I smiled inwardly.
She could read my mind!
We got up into the treehouse, and I was astonished. It was decked out
like an apartment with pillows, a cot, and chairs. I looked at Sarah
with a question on my face.
"Ben decorated it when he heard you were coming. I think he wants us
to be together. I can't believe it."
"Ben told me that he feels like I am more a father to him than Dan
ever was. I can't believe it either. I've only talked to him for an
hour or so."
"Well, let's not let all these good intentions go to waste!" Sarah
started to unbutton her blouse, but I shook my head.
"Uh Uh, this is my pleasure." I unbuttoned the blouse and she had no
bra on this time. Her big boobs thrust out into my face, and I was
once again struck mute. I began to rub them in my hands as Sarah
kissed me using her tongue. I steered her towards the cot and laid
her down on it. I braced myself against her and started sucking her
left nipple, while I was pinching her right nipple with my hand. My
other hand went down to her shorts and I started to pull them off.
Sarah helped me and she was soon only in soaked panties. She was also
trying not to scream as two or three orgasms flowed through her. She
pushed me away, and started on my clothes. I had on my suit that I
had been wearing earlier in the day, and Sarah lovingly and carefully
removed it, keeping the pants and jacket as nice as possible. I
chuckled quietly. Sarah heard and lifted an eyebrow in question. "I
was just thinking. The first time we were up here, we were ripping
our clothes off - now, we're taking our time and trying to be careful.
Talk about polar opposites!" Sarah got it now, and began to chuckle
herself. But when all I had on was my underwear, she almost ripped
those off me, while tearing off her panties. I bet I could of
squeezed a cupful of pussy juice out of those panties.
We had a race for the cot. Sarah won, and I came in a close second.
I mean
- I came IN a close second. We were huffing and puffing (it was a hot
night), but we were enjoying ourselves. As I came in Sarah, she
murmured in my ear "it just keeps getting better and better" and she
attacked my tongue with her mouth. I must have filled her completely
to the brim, because I could feel come leaking out between us,
staining the covers on the cot. Neither one of us cared. I just lay
on top of Sarah content to rest with my dick in her cunt. Sarah was
blissful and she was cooing like a dove in my ear. I could see myself
doing this for the rest of my life and thanking God every day.
When we finally cleaned ourselves up and went inside, Ben was in the
kitchen. He had a Cheshire cat grin on his face, and he asked Sarah
how she was feeling.
Sarah blushed and said it was none of his business, but she was being
playful, not mad. He looked and me and gave me a 'thumbs up'. I
thanked Sarah for the lovely supper and the great dessert and prepared
to leave. Sarah called me back.
"Why do you have to leave? I want you to stay here, with me."
"Sarah, nothing would please me more, but I can't until the divorce is
final. I know Ginny is no longer a part of me, but I can't live with
someone I'm not married to. It just goes against the way I was
raised. I even had a twinge of guilt this morning because I was
cheating on Ginny. The twinge only lasted a second, but it was there,
nevertheless. My fondest wish is to be able to share my life with you
every day, but I can't move in until I'm free of Ginny. My conscience
won't let me."
I expected an argument or at least pleading. What I got stunned me.
Sarah looked at me with the deepest expression of love I had ever
seen. I mean, I haven't seen weddings with that look between the
bride and groom. "Ed, I only asked you to stay because I can't bear
to be apart from you any longer than necessary. But I also understand
that you have morals, and you can't overcome a lifetime of beliefs in
just a few days. The invitation is always here, and when you're
ready, we'll all be waiting. I think the thing I love most about you
is that whatever you believe in, you stand up for no matter what the
circumstances. I know that if I were in your situation with Ginny, I
would have left before the first year was up. The fact that you
honored your marriage vows even when your wife (that word was spat
out) didn't, and flaunted that fact in your face, just makes me love
you more. Sleep well. my love and I'll see you tomorrow."
Ben was amazed at his mother, and he turned to me. "What kind of
woman must Aunt Ginny (a look of shock on Sarah's face, she didn't
know Ben knew) be to treat someone like you that way? I have not seen
her for years, and I hope I never do. Ed, I want you to know that I
wish with all my heart that you had been my father. I would be so
proud to tell my friends the kind of man you are. I only hope that
when I grow up, I can be half the man you are."
Sarah was looking at Ben and her face was ashen. "Ben, how do you
know about Ed and Ginny?"
Ben explained to his mother about the picture and the moaning in her
sleep. He also told her about the time Ginny had visited Dan so that
she could meet the kids. He told her about catching Dan and Ginny
fucking each other, and that Dan had promised him to keep quiet about
it. Ben was getting angrier by the minute, but he had nothing on
Sarah. Sarah was about to explode, and I was worried.
"Ben," she gritted through clenched teeth "please go to your room.
I have to talk to Ed in private, and I don't want you to hear the
words I'm going to use. I'm not mad that you didn't tell me this - I
know you didn't want to hurt me, and I love you for that."
After Ben had left, Sarah took a deep breath and let it out slow.
"Sarah, honey, try to calm yourself. It happened and it's over."
Sarah spoke in a flat voice. "If I saw my husband right now, I could
cheerfully strangle him. I wouldn't be that nice to Ginny. I want
her to suffer. How dare she seduce my husband in my house with my son
at home! I'm sure she waited until I was going out of town with Judi
before pulling this stunt. Knowing her, I can almost believe that her
whole purpose was not to see the kids, but to seduce Dan and prove
that she was better than me again. She never liked kids, did she? I
know you wanted children, but Ginny wouldn't want to mess up her
figure, now would she? That woman is a blight to all things female."
Sarah was on a roll, and I didn't dare interrupt.
"Well, Ed, if I had any reservations about getting some revenge on
Ginny or Dan, they have just flown out the window. What did you have
in mind?"
"I didn't really have a plan, but I thought Dan would be the key. He
wants you back, but he is stuck with Ginny for the time being. I even
told him to make sure he screwed my wife good, so that she wouldn't
get suspicious."
Sarah's anger left and was replaced by laughter. "You did what???"
"I told him that Ginny would get suspicious if he didn't try his best
to make her happy in bed. I even suggested that he think of you when
he was having trouble focusing." I then told her about the two times
I heard Ginny yelling
- once when Dan was not getting hard, and then later when he was
satisfying her. By now Sarah was laughing harder and harder. She
was pounding the table and her braless tits were jiggling. I was
getting hard again. She noticed and led me upstairs.
When we passed Ben's room, he looked at us and said "Go ahead, I'll
keep Miss Curiosity out of your room until you've finished." I could
have kissed him for that. Sarah did. It then hit me that he said
'your' room instead of 'Mom's' room. Ben wanted us together as much
as we did! Sarah must have reached the same conclusion because she
went back in and this time hugged Ben close.
When we had shut the door, I said "Why don't we have some fun with
this. You be Ginny and I'll be Dan."
Sarah's eyes lit up. "How do I pull this off, I don't know how to be
cruel."
"Let me take care of that. I've had a lot of practice."
This session lasted an hour and we were both exhausted. I took her up
the ass, with her protesting every step of the way (with a large smile
on her face), and then I "forced" her to suck my cock. She even
tried to gag on my immense length. By the time we were finished, we
were both laughing so hard we had tears in our eyes. Sarah choked
back a guffaw and said "This was great. We have to try this more
often. Perfect end to a perfect day. darling."
While I was laying there, it came to me - the perfect way to get
revenge. I told Sarah - "I've got it! I know how we'll do it.
This'll work. Ginny will fall for this like a ton of bricks."
"First, I want you to call Dan and tell him you are interested.
(Sarah looked at me like I was nuts). No, listen to me. Play around
with him a bit on the phone. Get him all hot and bothered. He'll
want to fuck something, and the only thing there will be Ginny. Now
here is the best part. Tell him you'll come back to him, but only if
he marries Ginny. Get him to convince Ginny to marry him anyway he
can. Tell him you don't want him unless you can steal him back from
Ginny. Meanwhile, I'll tell Ginny that I want her back. I'll tell
her that I miss her so and that she is making me crazy. I'll tell her
to get rid of Dan so that we can be happy again. She'll naturally
want me back at home so she can torture me, but I'll say I can't leave
or I'll lose my job.
"Second, when Missy files the divorce papers, we'll get her to send
them overnight addressed to Dan. He'll see them and figure that the
way is clear for Ginny and him to get married. Ask him whether he got
the papers yet, but tell him not to tell Ginny or she won't go through
with it. By the time they figure this little scheme out it'll be too
late, and we can be married. I'll love it even more if Ginny and Dan
end up married - they deserve each other.
Sarah came over and kissed me long and hard and said "It just might
work. The only hard part will be convincing Dan and Ginny that we are
sincere. I'll have to trot out my Drama club experience.
"We could even get Ben involved. I'm sure he wants to help. We could
have Ben call his father and plead for him to return. That ought to
send Dan over the deep end fast. Now, I have to go. I need to start
setting up my office tomorrow. Why don't you come over tomorrow night
and we'll finalize the plan."
"I'll talk to Ben. See you tomorrow after work. I can't wait. This
will be so much fun."
As I left, I saw Judi in Ben's room. She was yelling at him to let
her go (he had her arm pulled around her back), she was gonna miss it.
Ben saw me, and grinned. I waved, mouthed a 'Goodbye' and motioned
for him to let her go. I left the house grinning, looking forward to
the time when I didn't have to leave.
Chapter Ten
***********
This all happened five years ago.
Our plans for Dan and Ginny worked. In fact, they married the same
week Sarah and I married. Unfortunately, when Dan called for Sarah
two weeks after their honeymoon, Sarah and I were still on our
honeymoon. (At the time we were in the treehouse in the back yard in
our devil and angel costumes reliving history. Her costume was so
tight, her tits ripped out the front of it. I was pleased. Turnabout
is fair play!) When we came back in the house, Ben
told us Dan had called. Sarah got that wicked look of hers and placed
a call to Dan.
"Hello Dan. This is Sarah. I heard you finally got the courage to
marry Ginny. I hope the two of you can be as happy as Ed and I are.
Oh, by the way, I've changed my mind. Ed is all I'll ever need.
Enjoy your new wife." Sarah slammed the phone down and was in tears
from laughing. When she calmed down, she said that when she said to
Dan to enjoy his new wife, Dan started sobbing on the phone. I broke
up then, and Ben grabbed the phone. He called Dan again.
"Aunt Ginny, could I speak to Uncle Dan? (?Uncle Dan? - this was
still his father!) Uncle Dan, I just wanted to wish you and Aunt
Ginny a very happy and committed life." Ben then placed the phone
down. and began to laugh himself. I figured Why Not. I picked up the
phone and called.
"Ginny, this is Ed. Wanted to wish you happiness. I know Dan will
satisfy all of your desires. Oh, by the way, I just wanted to let you
know that I am staying in town here. I already talked to Larry, and
I'll be territory superintendent based out of here. You come and
visit sometime, OK?" I took the phone away from my ears so Sarah and
Ben could hear the cursing from Ginny.
When we had all calmed down, I looked at Ben. "Why did you say Uncle
Dan? He is still your father, you know. (Sarah was nodding her head
in agreement).
"Not any more. Like I said before, you are more a father to me than
he could ever be, Dad" Ben was smiling and came over and kissed me
like a son kisses his father. Sarah was beaming and happy. I was
stunned. This boy was too much!.
Later that night, Judi came home from her date, and she called me Dad,
too. I was accepted. I finally had my family.
Ginny and Dan lasted a year. This surprised me, really. I had given
them six months at the most. Dan moved back into town, and is seeing
a woman. They are engaged. He still comes to visit Ben and Judi, but
they don't enjoy his visits very much. I haven't heard from Ginny in
several years, but I don't miss her at all. I suppose she is screwing
whomever she can get into her bed. Dan told me that she started
cheating on him less than a week after they returned from their
honeymoon. I guess some things never change.
Missy and Scooter had another child. Missy was Sarah's matron of
honor at the wedding, and Scooter was looking very uncomfortable in
his suit as the best man.
The best thing that has happened is that Sarah is pregnant with our
second child. We named our first boy Paul after Missy's brother.
Little Paul is three and is getting into everything. Ben is so
protective of his little brother that he rarely goes a day without
doing some kind of fun thing with him. Ben is seventeen and a senior.
He has a steady girl and they have been together for two years now.
She is a sweet girl, and she is good for Ben. I hope they get married
when they feel ready. It would be a good marriage. Judi is a
sophomore at college. She got a full scholarship, and it doesn't cost
Sarah or I anything. She is engaged to the boy she was going with in
high school. He is an honor student, and is studying to be a doctor.
Sarah even likes him now. I always did.
Sarah and I haven't changed much. We still love each other very much
and we still have volcanic sex. We never seem to tire of sex and
Sarah has said that she had cum so much over these last six years that
she could start a cum factory. We still use the treehouse
occasionally because both of us enjoy it. We even caught Ben and his
girlfriend using it one night. Like father, like son, I guess. Judi,
however, is saving herself for marriage. I would like to say Sarah or
I had some influence on her, but her fiancee and her made the decision
themselves. That's one of the reasons I like that boy!
As I said earlier. I'll never forget the day I came home and found
Ginny fucking someone else in our bed. That was the first day of the
rest of my life, and I thank the Lord every morning and night.
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