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Earning Julie
By JS3729

Prologue

      This is still difficult for me to believe after all these years.

      I never have dreamed or hoped my life would end up the way it has,
but I give thanks every day when I wake up and look at the woman next to
me.

      I guess I need to explain…………

      You see I was a virgin until my early forties, mostly because I
was scared of women. Terrified of the fact that somebody might actually
have an interest in me other than work  related. I still have that fear,
but now I have help to conquer it. I may never do so, but it  sure is
fun trying.

      As I look at her, I wonder for the thousandth time what she sees
in me. I'm just a  normal, fleshy, middle aged man who somehow managed
to convince an angel to live
with me every day.

      Let me tell how it all happened.…..


Chapter One

      I had just taken a new job at a new computer company in my
hometown. My work consisted of running the equipment and making sure
nothing went down or broke. I also was in charge of tracking systems
within our department. My boss and I knew each other from school and he
got me the job in the first place.

      He was a good friend, and I envied his happy marriage. He married
his childhood sweetheart right out of high school, and they were still
in love with other after over  twenty years together. She was one of my
classmates too, and we were all good friends.

      I, on the other hand, went absolutely to pieces when I was around
women. My boss's wife was the only woman outside my family I felt
comfortable around, and it worried me constantly. I was always trying to
overcome this fear, but it was strong, and it's still active and strong
today.

      I was introduced to everybody in the company over the next few
months. It was small enough that I could really see everyone who worked
there with little effort on my part.




      My boss, Elliott (or E as he liked to be called) was always trying
to fix me up with any of the single woman in the company, but I resisted
his efforts. His wife was doing the same thing with her circle of
friends with the same results - nothing.

      Two months after I started, a new finance manager was hired away
from a large firm in the closest city. She was so busy; I had no chance
to meet her. Looking back, that was probably a good thing.

      I couldn't meet her, but I could look at her. And I wanted to look
at her constantly. I  don't know when I realized the depth of feelings I
had for her, but I knew they were deep
enough to make me want to make a fool of myself and ask her out.

      E noticed my interest and unknown to me began to check up on her.
He found out that she was divorced from a bad childless marriage and she
was not overly fond of men at  the present time. He also found out that
she was not interested in men that made less than  she did. She was a
social climber. I still don't know how he found all this out, but I
was   glad he did. It saved me from extreme embarrassment.


Chapter Two

      Things didn't change for over a year. She was now entrenched in
her work and had become friendlier. I found out her name was Ms. Greene,
and she was seeing a man on a regular basis. Oh well, can't blame her
for that, can I.

      She usually worked quite late, as her predecessor was not very
organized, and not very bright. She would come into the break area
around my lunchtime to get some more coffee. We greeted each other, but
that was the extent of it.

      Things changed rapidly one night in September. She came in to get
her coffee and I could tell she had been crying. I immediately asked her
what was wrong.

      "There's nothing wrong." She nearly sobbed.

      "Look, I know I don't know you well, but I do know when someone
has been crying, and I think of you as a friend. Want to tell a friend
what happened?" This was the most I had spoken to a woman other than a
family member in years, and I was scared she would get mad and not come
and get her coffee at this time any more.

      She looked at me as if seeing me for the first time. "You hardly
know me, yet you know something is wrong? How?"

      I sighed. Might as well end this now. "I watch you when you come
in here every day.  We speak, and you're usually so upbeat and happy.
Today you're not. It was easy to  figure out."

      She looked at me again and smiled. I was shocked beyond belief. It
was the first time she had ever smiled at me, and I had no idea how to
react. She walked over to me and sat down at the table. She put her cup
down and stuck out her hand. "We have never been formally introduced,
and I would like to know what my friend's name is."

      After a few agonizing minutes, I regained the power of speech. "My
name is Barney Kent, and I work in the computer department."

      She smiled again and said. "My name is Julie Greene, and you know
where I am."  She laughed and took her hand back. Then her face clouded
up again, and I knew she was  remembering what had got her crying again.
I waited for her to decide what to do next.

      She finally took a deep breath (which did marvelous things to her
chest) and looked me in the eye. "You have to promise not to say
anything. I know enough about you to  know you keep your mouth shut, and
I don't want this common knowledge. She began trembling and she mumbled
for a minute or two, and then she spoke.

      "I just found out my boyfriend was cheating on me and I can't
understand why. We  were even talking marriage, by God!" Her tears were
gone, replaced by the start of a little anger.

      I was at a loss of how to react, so I went with gut instinct. She
would tell me later that  what I told her made her see things clearly
for the first time in a long time. She also said  that was when she
began to see me differently.

      "Ms. Greene, if you want to stay with him, do so. But can you
trust him? Its common knowledge that you have been divorced, and if he
cheats on you now, what makes you think he won't when you're married.
Besides, I can't understand a man cheating on a  woman like you. And it
appears it's happened before." I knew somewhere in my heart  that I had
just made a colossal mistake, but at least I was honest.

      She looked at me again with an expression I interpreted as
disbelief. "First of all, call me Julie. Ms. Greene is much too formal
for friends. Second of all, how did you know it happened before? My
divorce was because my husband left me for somebody younger and more
curvy."

      "It just fit. You work all the time, and your social life must
suffer. He probably thinks you're gonna work all the time, and he was
horny. It's difficult to be patient when hormones are talking. I think
that's why so many marriages break up these days."

      She seemed to consider what I had said, and then she smiled and
left for her office again.




Chapter Three

      Two weeks later, I got a bit of a shock. Julie had started up with
a woman, and the gossip was that they were having sex. Since I had never
had sex with anybody, it was not easy to think of the woman I lusted
after fucking another woman. Especially when I  wanted to be the one
fucking her.

      Her nightly forays into the break room stopped, and I saw very
little of her. She would smile at me every once in a while, but it was
just a friendly little smile that meant nothing. (Or at least I thought
so).

      We lost and gained several employees over the next several months,
and Julie had to travel frequently. Her lover (?) began to pick her up
at the office. She was a very pretty woman that had half the men in a
state of excitement. She ignored it, though, and I was sure she was a
lesbian, as I guess Julie was now.

      Two weeks later, I went into the break room and Julie and the
woman were in there talking. They were sitting real close together and I
think they were making out a little. I turned about six shades of red
and excused myself. I had not gotten four foot down the hall when Julie
came up to me looking concerned.

      "Where are you going?"

      "You two want to be alone. I'll let you."

      The look in her eyes spoke volumes. She was mortified. She didn't
know we knew  about the two of them, I thought. I was wrong, again.

      She led me back into the break room, and introduced me to her
younger sister, who had been living with her until she graduated
college. Since I figured that the two sisters weren't also lovers, too,
I took a good look at Julie's sister.

      She was a tall, thin redhead. (Julie was a medium sized brunette)
She was busty and she was a little heavy in the hips (So was Julie -
must run in the family...) She smiled and asked me to sit down with
them. I excused myself to fix my lunch, but they insisted I eat with
them.

      Julie looked at me with an unreadable expression, but I would find
out later just what that expression meant. Her sister was Carolyn, and
she was just about ready to graduate from medical school. She was going
to be an intern in a local hospital and had moved  from their hometown
to set up residence. She was rooming with Julie until she had enough
money for a place of her own. Julie saw my interest and got a smile that
could  only be interpreted as a matchmaker smile. Damn! The wrong girl
was interested. And as I looked closely at Carolyn, I could see interest
and it frightened the heck out of me. I needed to do something, anything
to break this stare down up.

      "Do you know what they have been saying about you two?" I asked
Julie with a  smile.

      "No, I don't. The gossip seems hot and heavy, but I can't figure
out why." The look on Carolyn's face mirrored her sister's.

      "They think you are having a lesbian affair, and most of the men
are sick about it.  Carolyn has made a few guys hearts flutter." The
last part was added to see her reaction, but it was also true.

      The reactions surprised him. Julie looked angry, but Carolyn
looked guilty. She hugged her sister and turned to me.

      "I know I don't know you, Barney, but this makes me ill. You see,
I fed that impression they had so I didn't get propositioned by men I
didn't want. I've always been attractive to men, and I don't have the
time for an involvement if I'm to graduate. So when I realized that the
men thought I was gay and after Julie, I let them. It was easier  than
fending off the advances."

      Julie looked at her sister in shock. "What do you mean, you let
them believe we were having sex? You know how I feel about that!"

      Carolyn sighed and looked at me. "Julie's roommate in college was
gay. She tried everything she could think of short of kidnapping to get
Julie to fuck her, but Julie wasn't interested. It caused Julie to have
a very lonely college life because the guys assumed she was gay, too."

      Julie looked daggers at her. "Yes, it's a wonder my husband ever
got the courage to take me out. I hope that girl is happy, because she
sure made me miserable."

      Carolyn started to say something, but I held up my hand to stop
her.

      "Ladies, no harm has really been done. Carolyn, you didn't want
attention, and you're not getting any. Julie, everybody here knows you
well enough to not make any judgments about your sexuality, and even if
they did, why should you care. You don't seem to care about anybody here
anyway, and you just came out of a bad relationship. Take some time for
yourself. Now, I'll leave the two of you alone to talk over sisterly
things. I need to get back to work." I left before they could protest.

      I wanted to deny it, but Carolyn was getting to me, and Julie was
still on my mind. I was afraid I'd do something extremely stupid, and
lose one of the few friends I did have.

      Little did I realize what that conversation would lead to.



Chapter Four

      Carolyn continued to come around to see Julie, and now she also
stopped to see me.  She graduated with honors that May and Julie and her
both asked me to come to the ceremony. I was honored and dressed up for
the occasion. There were several people graduating, and I was in awe of
some of the accomplishments. Carolyn, however was receiving the highest
scholastic honor for that year, and was therefore towards the end of the
ceremony. I had sat near the back of the room, and Julie was in the
relative's area.  When she saw where I was sitting she came back and sat
next to me. I told her to go back, but she smiled and said the company
was better back here. My breathing began to skip, and I was in danger of
passing out from being so close to a dream. Julie never even noticed.

      After the ceremony, I got the first surprise of the night. I
expected Julie and Carolyn to go somewhere to celebrate together and I
prepared to make myself scarce. I figured the invitation to the ceremony
was enough of a friendly gesture and I waved goodbye to  them, intending
to go home and jack off imaging the two girls naked with me on my bed.
Ah, fantasies. They were my life.

      I got a knock on my door about a half-hour later. Who could that
be? The only people who knew where I lived were E and his wife, my
family, and Julie. I told Julie my address in case she needed a friend
to talk to or a shoulder to cry on. I also made sure she knew I was just
there as a friend, nothing else, even though I wanted nothing more than
having her with me in the world.

      I answered the door puzzled at who it could be. I opened the door
and saw Carolyn smiling at me with a look of happiness. Julie was
nowhere to be found.

      "Did I forget something at the school?" I was worried that I left
something there that  she was returning. I half expected to see a car
full of drunken students waiting for her, but she was alone.

      "Yes, you did. You forgot your date, and is she ever steamed!!"
She looked at me with a huge grin.

      "Mmmmyyy Dddaatte..." I sputtered, not believing what I just
heard.

      She came in and shut the door behind her. She looked at me and
reached up to kiss  me for the first time. I was near to a faint. Never
in my wildest dreams did I think I had a chance at Carolyn. Truth be
told, no matter how desirable she was, I still wanted Julie.

      She waited for my reaction to her kiss, but I think it was not
what she expected.

      "Carolyn, why? We hardly know each other, and I can't be your idea
of a good looking man." I was genuinely puzzled and apprehensive.

      Carolyn took me in her arms, kissed me again and spoke while
running her hand through what was left of my hair. "Barney, in the short
time I've known you, you've been
the most caring wonderful person I've ever known. Julie has told me how
you are always  there if she needed a friend, and you made me see just
how much I was hurting her by my little gay act. And if you must know,
I've always preferred older men. They take it slow  and gentle, and I
want that instead of fast and uncaring which is the type I usually
attract."

      Now I was in a dilemma. I didn't want to hurt Carolyn, but I
didn't want to fuck her either. I wanted my first time with a woman to
be with someone I loved. How can I tell this without destroying her, and
killing any small chance I may have with Julie? The truth hurts, they
say, but not half as much as a lie would.

      "Carolyn, sit down, please. I need to tell you something,
something I've kept hidden my entire life, and maybe you'll understand
me better afterwards."

      She looked as though I had hit her. She sat down trying not to
cry. She probably had never had a man turn her down before. As I gazed
at her oh so desirable body, my cock  was telling me what a fool I was
being, but my mind and my heart were telling me I was doing the right
thing.

      "I'm just over forty years old, and I'm still a virgin (the shock
on her face was   unsettling). Because of my total ineptness around
women, I never had the chance for sex,
and I want my first time to be with someone I love. Now, unfortunately,
I love someone who has no idea that I do, but I can't make love to
anyone until I can work up the courage to try to have a relationship
with her. You are the second most beautiful woman I have ever seen, but
I'm in love with the first, and it's not fair to you to do this just for
the sex. I can't live that way - I won't. Please understand - I'm not
rejecting you, I just want someone else more." I waited for her
reaction. I was not sure what that would be, but I was prepared for
anything, except what I got.

      Carolyn went over to the phone and dialed a number. She was
crying, and trying to stop the tears. I figured she was calling Julie to
pick her up, and seeing Julie right now     was the last thing I wanted
to do. I went into the bathroom and closed the door. I could hear bits
and pieces of the conversation, but not enough to make any sense.
Finally I  heard a car drive up, a door open, and it pulled away again.
I sighed and opened the   bathroom door. Another night alone after
refusing the most beautiful girl I had ever  kissed and the only girl I
had ever kissed.


Chapter Five

      I opened the door to see a happy looking Julie sitting at my
kitchen table staring back at me. Why was she still here? I looked for
Carolyn but it was just the two of us.


      She motioned me to the table and took a deep breath. "Barney, what
you did tonight was unbelievable. How somebody hasn't caught you yet is
beyond me. Is what she told me true?" My look of fear answered her
question. "Yes it is.”

      You poor, poor man. I thought my life was shit, now I feel blessed
by comparison.  Who is this woman you are hung up on? Do I know her, can
I help?"

      I had no idea how to answer her, so I kept silent. She looked at
me and asked me again. I sighed. "Yes, you know her, and no you can't
help. It's up to me, and my fear won't let me. I love her, and I have
for a long time, but she has no idea, and I wish you'd leave. I'm
breaking apart here, and I don't want a friend to see me this way."

      She looked truly  hurt. She hugged me and left. I broke down and
cried.

      For the next few days, things were close to normal, but I was
avoiding both Carolyn and Julie as much as I could. E noticed and asked
me what happened. I told him and he looked at me with pity.

      "Barney, you have to tell her. She needs to know. You're killing
yourself and you're killing me too. Carolyn is every man's dream, yet
you have the ability to let her down  easy, but you don't have the
ability to tell the woman you love that you love her. I don't know how
to help you."

      I realized he was right, but I still couldn't do it. Friday of
that week was an in-house company function, and I was expected to
attend. I was trying to find a way out of it  because both Julie and
Carolyn (as her guest) would be there. I decided to make an   appearance
and leave as soon as I could. I could lose myself in the computer room,
and suffer in private.

      I walked in looking for where Julie and Carolyn were, but I didn't
see them. I grabbed some grub, shoved it down, said hello to the right
people so they knew I was there, and I rushed back to my private little
hell. Waiting for me in front of the door was Julie and Carolyn and they
grabbed me. They opened the door with Julie's passkey and came in.

      Carolyn sat down, as did Julie. Carolyn smiled and began speaking.

      "Barney, I've had some time to think about what you said to me
that night. I first thought I had been dumped, but I realized that you
were telling the truth. I wished I knew
who the woman was, because I wanted to help you any way I could. But you
never told  me. Then I began thinking and something came to me that I
had always missed. You're so  shy and withdrawn with women, yet you can
be friends with Julie with no trouble at all, in fact you seem to enjoy
it. Why the paradox, and why Julie?"




      Julie smiled and took over now. "At the time I talked to you about
Carolyn and you  asked me to leave, I was furious with you. You were the
closest thing I ever had to a best friend, and I shared my secrets with
you, but you couldn't tell me this one."

      Carolyn came over to me and took my hand. "I told Julie about what
I was seeing and then it hit me. You were in love with somebody who
didn't know it. You, the man who freezes up around women, the man who is
so kind and considerate that he wouldn't fuck a lady who almost raped
him because he was a virgin and wanted his first time to be for  love."

      Julie had a look of profound sadness and embarrassment on her
face. "When Carolyn told me that, it hit me too. Now I knew why you
asked me to leave, and why you've been avoiding me. Well, I'm not the
swiftest woman when it comes to relationships, and I've been accused of
being a social climber (I shivered at that and she caught it), but I'm
not. I don't look at other people much because we have little in common.
But on the other hand, looking at people like that got me the heartache
I've had for most of my adult life. A  driven ambitious person makes for
a lousy mate. Somebody who is already loving and caring will remain
loving and caring. You can't teach someone to care, if they never have."
She came over to me and hugged me.

      "Barney, its taken me way too long to see what had been in front
of me for these many months and years. How could I ignore the one person
in my life who didn't want
anything out of me other than me and who I was? I know I'm the one you
want to be  with, and I am furious." Her eyes were blazing and I was
thinking of where I could find another job after I quit this one. I
couldn't stand to be with an angry Julie.

      Julie caught my reaction and motioned to Carolyn. She nodded and
left.

      "You idiot! I'm furious with me, not you. I began to sort out my
feelings towards you. Did I feel the same way?" The look of disbelief on
my face must have done something to the last of her resolve because she
started crying softly and shaking her head. I got up to leave.

      She moved faster than I thought a woman could move. She was in my
arms and was kissing me with a passion I'd only read about. She pulled
back and looked at me as if to say 'there's your answer'.

      My next statement was so incredibly stupid; it caused us both to
go into hysterics. "Could we have lunch together sometime?"

      After the laughing spell ended, she shook her head no. "No, we
won't have lunch  sometime, we'll have lunch all the time." and she
kissed me again. I finally tore myself off her and looked into her eyes
deeply for the first time. Somebody once said the eyes  were the mirrors
to the soul. If that was the truth, I was looking into a very happy soul
at that moment. We went back to the function.

Chapter Six

      I knew Julie knew my feelings now, but I was still unsure of hers.
She was a woman that had been hurt, and I wanted to make sure she
wouldn't get hurt again. I told her that we needed to take it slow and
let what developed develop naturally, not forced.  Surprisingly, she
agreed with me. She even made it a point to let me know where her  other
relationships had gone bad.

      Six weeks after our first formal date, I had lunch with Carolyn.
She was now a full  doctor and very busy. She also still had no time for
a social life. We both looked forward  to these lunches, especially when
Julie was away on business as she was this week.

      I talked with Carolyn for a while and the subject came around to
Julie and I. She was fishing for details, but there weren't many yet. We
were still in slow motion, and things  hadn't heated up much.

      Carolyn just gave me a pitiful look. "How are you ever going to
rid yourself of that virginity if you don't try? Are you saving it for a
wedding that may never happen?"

      "Yeah, I kinda was."

      She looked at me with great interest. "Yes, you would, wouldn't
you" and then she did something that I wondered about for months.

      "You know, if she ever decides that she doesn't want you, I do."
and she took my hand and put it in-between her legs up against her
panties. They were soaking wet.

      "You mean..."

      "Yes, my sister isn't the only one in love with you."

      "How, you could have anybody you wanted? Why me?"

      "Simple. Of course, I could have anyone, and I would be miserable,
because I would know they were there for these (pointing to her boobs
with now very erect nipples) or  where your hand is now. If I was with
you, it would be because of what is in here (and she pointed to my
heart.) I've had enough of the other to wait for the chance to get the
heart, and I know that somehow I will."

      She got up hugged me (giving me good look at her cleavage) and
left. I went home and jacked off immediately.





      I proposed to Julie when she came back that week, and she refused
me. When I heard that I went to pieces. She just looked at me and told
me that she had found someone else, and she wanted to let me know before
we went any further. She also said that she was  profoundly sorry, but
she had to follow her heart.

      I took three days off from work, only to come back to Julie
showing off her engagement ring which was like a dagger in my heart. E
naturally assumed it was my ring, but I shook my head no telling him she
found somebody else. He went over to Julie and just shook his head. She
stood there stunned.

      I took a week's vacation and left for a cabin my folks owned. I
hadn't been there for years, and it was a mess. I stayed and cleaned it
up. When I returned, E had a message for me. Julie had transferred to
another branch to be closer to her new fiancée, and they had a new
manager. This one was male.

      It was back to my hands and my fantasies. It would have probably
stayed that way, except Carolyn found out what her sister had done and
promptly came to visit. She arrived in an outfit clearly meant to
seduce, but I was not in any shape to respond. I still didn't believe
her, and I still loved Julie, even though she was gone now. Carolyn was
not about to give up, and she began to wear me down. She received a
wedding invitation to her sister's wedding, which she promptly turned
down. I insisted she go because Julie  WAS her sister, after all. She
finally went but only because I wanted her to.

      By the time she returned, I was ready for the next step. She came
back with a boy-friend in tow, however and I was left out again. Back to
the hands and memories.


Chapter Seven

      My luck had all been bad, so I was due for some good luck. It
happened six months later. I got a call from a very distraught Julie who
was at the airport asking me to come pick her up. I said I would and I
hung up wondering.

      When she saw me she ran into my arms and began hugging and kissing
me. I pulled her away. After all, she was a married woman now (damn I
wish it were to me). Then it hit me. Maybe the reason she married the
other guy was that I was going too slowly, and that was why I lost
Carolyn too. Another revelation too late. I asked her what was wrong.
She showed me her ring finger by way of an answer. It was bare!

      "Yes, Barney, it was the biggest mistake of my life marrying that
snake. We hadn't  even got back from the honeymoon when he began
cheating. I couldn't prove it, but he soon slipped up. He was fucking
his secretary and two of his fellow workers on a regular basis.



      I even asked him why he bothered to marry me when he already had
all the pussy he needed. He said he wanted a wife that would show off
good - a trophy wife. The pussy was just for sex; he didn't need the sex
from me. In fact, we only fucked once or twice a week after we came back
from the honeymoon, and I found out something about myself that I had
not known before. The only way I could come with him was to imagine you
on me and in me. It's stupid, I know. We never had sex, and that's why I
went looking. I was so horny I couldn't stand it and he filled my need,
but that only lasted for a while. You  were the only one to fill all my
other needs, and I want to come back. Boy, how I want to come back! Is
there still a chance?"

      My answer was to take her into my arms, kiss her and whisper "How
would you like to make a virgin very happy tonight?"

      Her look of amazement was matched by a look of determination. "No,
I won't. You waited over forty years to have sex with the one you love,
and I'll be damned if I'm going to spoil that for you. I screwed up
again, but no more. If that proposal is still good, I  accept like I
should have before. You'll lose your virginity on our wedding night and
we will both be happy and complete."

      I led her back to my apartment and we slept - her on the bed and
me on the couch. Her idea.

      We were married the weekend her divorce became final, but we had a
new problem - Carolyn. She found out her new boyfriend was more
interested in guys than in her pussy, and she dumped him. She knocked on
my door and was met by Julie. She was stunned,   but recovered quickly.
She began crying. I was at work, so I knew nothing of this until  later.

      By the time I got back, I had two lovely and teary sisters waiting
for me. I was puzzled again, but this time, a solution was worked out.

      Carolyn and Julie moved into an apartment close to mine, and we
continued to see each other daily. I began to realize that something was
up, but was clueless as to what it  was.

      I found out on Julie and my wedding night. Julie was standing
looking at me with an expression of longing and lust. She undressed and
I finally looked at what I had been fantasizing about. She was even
better than the fantasy. After she took my virginity  slowly and
lovingly, we caressed for several minutes. Then she got out of bed to my
puzzled look. She motioned with her hand, and Carolyn walked in stark
naked. She  looked at me with the same expression Julie had earlier, and
I was totally confounded.

      Julie smiled and explained it to me.



      "Carolyn and I both love you. It took us both a long time to see
it, but we do. She can't bear the thought of being without you, and
neither can I. For right now, it's the three of us. I will never leave
you, and Carolyn says the same thing, but we can't predict what will
happen. Now, make love to your other wife while I help. Besides, I need
to know if  my roommate was right all those years ago."

      This had to be a dream!


Chapter Eight

      As I said at the beginning, I wake up to an angel every morning,
what I didn't tell you is that I have one on each side of me, and it
looks as though I'll have them until one of us dies.

      Carolyn is making money faster than we can spend it. She is a top
doctor and very much in demand. She is also in demand for sex from any
man that sees her. The only man who gets her is I. And I get her often.

      Julie took a job with a large company in the city and she is gone
quite a bit. That's  why Carolyn is so good for me. It's hard to miss
your wife when you have your other wife to replace her.

      I'm almost worn out, but very, very happy. We have no children as
I found out I'm sterile. Maybe my cum expired from disuse or something?
Or too much masturbation maybe.

      Anyway, someday, I know Carolyn will leave us, but I have no
doubts about Julie. She told me the next morning of our honeymoon night
that she had not felt as good as
she did then in her entire life, which was parroted by a very happy
Carolyn.

      Two years later, I began to have doubts again. Julie was gone more
and more often. I tried not to think anything was going on, but she was
rarely home anymore. Carolyn noticed and was as mystified as I was.

      But the thing that really was strange was the feelings I was
having for Carolyn.  Originally I thought she just wanted me because I
wanted her sister and it was some kind of sexual sibling rivalry. But as
the months and years went by and there was no lessening of love for me
from her, my thoughts changed. And unknown to my conscious mind, I
began to fall deeply in love with Carolyn. More than I was with Julie.






      One night in May, my life changed again. Carolyn and I took a
Friday off together intending to spend it surprising Julie at her
meeting in the large town about three hours
away. It was the closest she had been to being home in three weeks. She
was supposed to be home for the weekend and then had to fly to the other
coast for a week. I wanted  another day with my wife, and Carolyn
insisted on coming along. As I think back, I  wonder if she knew
something even then.

      We arrived a little before 2pm and we checked in at the hotel
Julie was staying at. The desk clerk seemed a little worried when I
signed my name with the same last name
as Julie. I explained I wanted to surprise my wife. He got even more
worried. That told me something was not right. Carolyn decided to pull
me away before I could ask any- thing else. She looked at my worried
face and began to cry softly. We went upstairs.

      Julie's meeting was supposed to be over at 4 and we had an hour or
so to get ready.  We changed into casual clothes, and waited in the
suite living room. About 4:15 I heard the key in the lock. Carolyn and I
moved to the bedroom. I couldn't believe what I saw   next.

      Julie walked in with a man I didn't know. She kissed him warmly
and he responded.  She looked at him like she used to look at me when we
were first married, and I knew. She had found someone else, and my heart
broke. Or at least it did until the wonderful, caring arms of Carolyn
surrounded me and hugged me, her tears flowing on to my back.
I looked at her and the hurt I felt was reflected there at me.

      I looked back into the living room and Julie and the man had shed
their clothes and he was positioned between her thighs eating her out.
She would never let me do this to her,  but she let a stranger! She was
moaning more passionately than she did with me. I wanted  to interrupt
them, but I was riveted in place. I wanted to see the whole act.
Carolyn  started to move, but I held my finger to my lips telling her to
wait.

      Julie and the guy progressed from oral love to him plugging her in
the ass. Now I was  mad. She never let me in her ass, but I realized
that Carolyn always would and she enjoyed it just as much as when I came
in her pussy. I was listening to them. Julie was  panting telling the
guy (I guess his name was Stu) how good he was and how she couldn't get
enough of him. She had wanted to be in the bed, but she had been so
horny she  couldn't wait.

      They finally finished and she kissed him tenderly, and then began
crying. Stu looked worried and asked what was wrong.

      Julie spoke through her tears. "I don't know how to tell Barney,
but I have to. I love you too much to keep these charades going on. I
know I never loved him, but the thought that a man as old as him would
save himself for his one right woman made me feel special. But it wasn't
ever love. I never should have married him; I never loved him. I knew he
loved me, but I can't change my feelings.

      I have to go home this weekend, I haven't seen him in three weeks,
and I know he  will want to fuck me. But I'll only be seeing you, honey,
not him. Maybe we can work out some way for me to get enough courage,
but I need to tell him. I hope Carolyn isn't there. I don't want to hurt
her either, but she will probably leave when I do too. She   doesn't
really love him either. She can't. I mean he's not good looking, kind of
dorky, and not nearly as good a lover as you are, and she can have any
stud she wants. I don't see  how this will work out without hurting
Barney, but I have no choice. I have to tell him.  Will you come with
me?"

      Stu looked astonished that she would ask. "Won't he beat me up or
something? He'll think I took you away from him."

      She smiled at him. "You didn't honey, he never had me. And he's
such a wimp, he won't do anything but cry, and that's nothing to worry
about. In fact, I'd love it if he could watch us knowing you turn me on,
but he doesn't."

      At that point, I was defeated. She was right. I would not have
done anything but cry and retreat back into my shell again. But I was
brushed away from the door by an angry
flash of red heading into the living room.

      Carolyn being a redhead, had the temper associated with the
species, but I had never seen her furious until then. But she was livid.

      She stormed out into the room and Stu saw her first. He saw the
look she had and he  cringed. Julie noticed and she turned around to be
met by a hard slap from her enraged  sister. I was watching crying, not
having the strength to move.

      "Carolyn, what are you doing here? Is Barney with you?" Julie
asked with fear in her eyes.

      "Yes, you two-timing little tramp. I hate that you said that about
the man I love, but more I hate that you didn't have the guts to tell
him, just string him along while you had  your little boy toy here." She
turned to Stu. "Get out of here, for a while. My sister and I  need to
talk, and I can't stand to see your face. Barney, come out here. We have
some-thing to do."

      I came out and both Julie and Stu's eyes got very wide. I simply
pointed to the door, and Stu, not being a dummy, left. Julie was looking
at me with pity. It was that look that closed my heart to her. Carolyn
saw it too, and she slapped Julie again, even harder this  time.

      "Look, you bitch! I can have any man I want, right?" Julie nodded.
"Well, why would I? I already have him."



      "But he's such a nerd. Hardly worth the body and passion you have.
You need to find somebody better like I did. I know now that Stu and I
were meant for each other. Barney was a nice diversion, but it would
never have lasted. Thank God, he can't have kids. I  would hate to have
him for their father. The boys would be sissies, and the girls would
probably be lezzies."

      That did it for me. I went over to Julie and pulled her off the
couch. I sat in one of the chairs, and Carolyn knew what I was going to
do, and shoved Julie over my lap.

     Since Julie was nearly naked, my spanking was on her bare bottom,
and was none too  gentle. I was releasing a lifetime of hurt, pain, and
denial in that spanking and to top it all off, Carolyn was standing in
front of Julie slapping her silly. It was a revelation to me to realize
that I was holding the nearly naked form of the woman that I had loved
for years on my lap, and I had no erection. In fact the only feeling I
had was rage.

      The door opened and an angry Stu stood there. I got frightened
because he was large enough to do considerable damage to me. However, he
came over and grabbed a sobbing and cursing Julie away from me. Then, to
both Carolyn's and my utter amazement, he sat
down and resumed the spanking. He spoke for the first time.

      "Julie, I never realized what a spiteful, hateful bitch you really
were. I bought all that talk about how boring and pitiful a man Barney
was and how you nearly threw up when  he fucked you. Well I was
listening at the door, and I want to shake his hand. He let me  know
what a huge mistake any man having a relationship with you was making.
You're a  user and when the man doesn't do or act like you want him to,
you look elsewhere instead  of trying to work it out. Barney and
Carolyn, I hope the two of you can get over this little bitch here,
because if you need a good divorce attorney, I'm volunteering. And not
for this piece of trash here!" indicating a shocked and pained Julie.
Carolyn smiled and hugged me and kissed me warmly. She then turned to
Stu.

      "Can we meet you tomorrow? I know it's Saturday, but I don't want
my love married to my sister any longer than necessary. Besides, I would
like his ring on my hand,  instead."

      Stu set us an appointment for the next day and we left to find
another room together.


Chapter Nine

      That night as I undressed Carolyn, any thoughts of Julie were gone
from my mind. For the first time I could really appreciate the woman
that stood before me with a shy smile on her face. I took her in my arms
and told her

      "Carolyn, sweetheart, I'm over Julie now. I know what I have, and
I'm not going to  refuse you ever again. Please don't refuse me!"

      "Barney, I'm not Julie. I could no more dream of being that cruel
to someone I once loved than Julie could be brave enough to tell you."

      "But I've never truly understood how you can feel like you do
about me. Julie was right when she said I wasn't good enough for you,
and you were cheating yourself by being with me." Carolyn kissed me
softly.

      "No, my love, she was wrong. You may not be centerfold material
for Playgirl, but I'm not centerfold material for Playboy either." I
shook my head YES. She was centerfold material.

      "Carolyn, you could grace any magazine you wanted to. You're only
in your early forties, but you could pass for 25 or so easily. You still
get wolf whistles from male patients, don't you? Didn't you once tell me
one of the nurses even came on to you  because she suspected you were
too focused on your work and weren't getting enough sex?"

      Carolyn laughed - a sound I realized I'd rarely heard with Julie.

      "Yes. She is the staff lesbian. She hits on me almost weekly. She
thinks because I have no ring and live with my sister and her husband
that I must be gay and am hiding it. If she only knew. Remember when I
told Julie about the patient who wouldn't take no for an answer and
would not quit propositioning me? I assigned the lesbian as his nurse.
I  haven't heard cussing like that, both male and female for years. I
laughed for several  minutes on that one. Then, since Julie was gone as
usual, I came home and let my horny husband screw my brains out all
night. I wonder if the patient or the lesbian had as good
sex that night? Besides, when he was discharged, I heard through the
nurse grapevine that the lesbian was dating him. Maybe she wasn't a
lesbian after all?"

      I was now sucking on Carolyn's right breast and massaging her left
one. "These can grab a lot of attention can't they?"

      In-between moans Carolyn spoke. "Yeah. Most male patients are
erect sometime during one of my examinations. I try to ignore it. It
isn't too difficult. I think of you waiting at home and my desire
focuses. I remember one day I caught one of the nurses eating the pussy
of one of the candy stripers in the storeroom. I just watched with a
touch  of amusement. The young girl had evidently not had this done to
her before, and the   nurse was trying to get her to come. She was not
having any luck. I got a wicked idea,  and pulled my top down enough to
expose the tops of my tits to the young girl. She came  about a minute
later, and the nurse sighed. I left the storeroom just as she was
lifting her face from the girls pussy."

      "Was that the lesbian nurse?"



      "Nope. It was Myra. She had a loving husband, two kids, and a very
happy life. I guess she enjoys pussy licking too."

      "Have you ever have lesbian sex with anybody – with Julie?"

      "Are you joking? With tits like these? I had so many men after me,
I wouldn't have had time for another woman. Besides, I like cock. I
always have, and I always will. Specifically, this cock." and she
started to suck me.

      Later as I was preparing to spear into her cunt, I asked her
again. "Why me, honey?"

      She looked at me with pity. "Barney, every time you say that I
hurt. Do you know why I fell so much in love with you? You love ME. Not
my body or my sexual prowess,
whatever that may be. You love and want me, the whole thing. My body, my
mind, and  my heart. And if I ever had any idea of looking elsewhere, my
sister made sure I wouldn't. Do you know how much I hate her for what
she did to you? She made you back into the insecure shell of a man that
broke my heart years ago. But now, I'm here with you, and I'll help you
forget her and all the pain she caused. It may take a long time, but
I'll never leave you. How can I? Where else would I find the love and
happiness I have with you?"

      I looked at this vision of a woman. Red hair all messed up, her
tits all out of shape,  sweating profusely, her cunt a mass of pussy
juice, and my cock about to plunge in. She  never looked more beautiful.
I positioned my cock and began a slow torturous entry into her waiting
pussy. She moaned wanting me to speed up, but I was close to blowing
again, and this would do it for the night, so I wanted to last a little
while. And that meant slow.
Carolyn looked at me with an expression of trust and love. She lifted up
and kissed me softly, and then began kneading her tits slowly. She knew
what that did to me. I loved to see her play with those huge globes that
every man in the hospital wishes he could see and suck. Her kneading
began to get faster, and soon she was matching my strokes in her pussy.
Finally I could take no more, and I moved her hand off her right tit,
and replaced it
with my mouth. Her tit tasted delicious, and she moaned happily. Soon I
could tell she  was about to come, and come hard. I sped up my thrusts
to join her in bliss. We came together and we both passed out! Five
minutes later, I awoke to a flaccid cock still  inserted into my wife's
sopping wet pussy, and her look of peace of love and she hugged me. We
fell asleep together, still in that hug, and me still her pussy.


Epilogue

      Julie didn't contest the divorce and she left without even saying
goodbye. The only contact we had from her was when Stu mailed us a
clipping of her marriage to a car salesman, and two years later, a
clipping of her divorce.



      Stu became both our lawyer, and our good friend. One of Carolyn's
staff nurses had just went through a painful divorce and she and Stu
just clicked. I was his best man and Carolyn was her maid of honor at
their marriage a year later.

      Carolyn has gotten even lovelier if that is possible, and she
continues to get hit on all the time. But now she has a lovely diamond
on her finger to show the men that she is taken and happily taken.

      Our wedding night was so special because Carolyn was softly crying
as she came out of the bathroom in the teddy I had bought for her the
first time we made love without Julie. She had not worn it since. I was
very moved at the depth of love this showed. She came to me telling me
that she was now complete. She finally had what she wanted for all these
years, and she had it all by herself. I slowly removed the teddy.
Carolyn's body was more familiar to me than Julie's had been because she
had been there whereas Julie was always gone. Even six months after I
married Julie, I had made love to Carolyn twice as much as her sister. I
realized as I started to kiss my new wife softly, that I never really
missed Julie like I should have. But the few times Carolyn was away at a
medical convention, I missed her terribly. But my mind said it was Julie
I wanted, not Carolyn.

      Carolyn looked at my erect cock and took it in her loving mouth.
She licked up and  down and looked up at me after every stroke. I was
gonna shoot real quick, and we both
knew it. She put more pressure on the underside of my cock, and I could
feel the cum  bubbling ready to burst out. Julie refused to eat my cum,
spitting it out if any got in her mouth, saying it was dirty. Carolyn
usually licked me clean afterwards and gave her sister a 'you don't know
what you're missing' kind of look. Now, my lovely wife was waiting
impatiently for her reward for her patience in sucking me. She soon had
a creamy treat   that she greedily took all of with great relish and
much smiling. She was soon dripping,  as I released a huge load and she
was determined not to let any of that go to waste.

      I knew it would take a long time to recover, and I wanted to
return the favor. In all our times together, I had never eaten pussy.
Julie would have been repulsed, and Carolyn never asked me to. But I
wanted to do it for my new lady as an expression of the love I knew I
felt for her. As I parted her thighs and stared at her wet and beckoning
red bush, I knew I would enjoy this as much as she would. I placed my
tongue on the outside of her
pussy and she looked at me with an expression of disbelief.

      "You WANT to do that? I thought you hated it like my sister did."

      "No honey, I always wanted to eat both of you, but Julie would
never let me, and we never had the chance. When we were alone, it was
too much fun just fucking."

      I had my doubts about how we would be without the pretense of
Julie in our lives, but I discovered to my joy, that I loved Carolyn
more than I did Julie, because Carolyn returned my love back just as
deeply as I did. Julie always seemed reserved.


      We now have a two-year-old son that Stu helped us get. He was the
child of an unwed mother that Stu had to send to prison for cocaine
addiction. Our son has his problems, too because of his mother, but he
is truly loved.

      As I said, I sleep with an angel every night. She looks at me and
I have no doubt  anymore about her feelings. She loves me, all of me, my
quirks included. I guess the one
incident that removed the last shred of my doubt came about a week ago.

      Julie was back in town for a meeting, and she decided to look us
up. I was still at work as was Carolyn. Our Nanny let her in, not
knowing our feeling about her. She had  simply told the Nanny that she
was Carolyn's sister back for a visit.

      The Nanny called me and told me we had company. She wouldn't tell
me whom,  though because the visitor wanted it to be a surprise. I
called my wife at work. She was in surgery, so I left a message telling
her we had a surprise visitor.

      I suppose I should have figured out the visitor was Julie, but she
had truly skipped my mind. I came home and saw the rental car in the
driveway. I let myself in and went to see  my son, who was sleeping
peacefully in a pair of pajamas I had never seen before. They  had
pictures of little girls on them and were pink. Now I knew who the
visitor was, and I  was getting mad. About that time, the nanny came in
from the kitchen. I thanked her for the message, I paid her, and she
left. As she was leaving, Carolyn's car was pulling up. Carolyn got out
with a man I didn't know. He was big and bruising, and suddenly I
wondered if Carolyn had found somebody else. She saw my look of
confusion and gave me a soul-searing kiss and my doubts disappeared. She
introduced the man as Jack. I  shook his hand, not knowing who he was. I
then called to Julie. We heard a gasp from our bedroom, and we all went
upstairs.

      Julie was lying on our bed, naked with a vibrator in her pussy. I
was the first one in  the room and she gave me a stare designed to
replace the vibrator with my cock. She   asked where Carolyn was. I
opened the door and an angry Carolyn stood there. Jack was still out of
sight. Carolyn went over to her sister and picked up her clothes and
told her to  get dressed. She stood there waiting. Julie shrugged and
redressed herself. Then she walked over to me and gave me a kiss like
she did when we were first married. Carolyn  saw and winced. I removed
her mouth from mine and made a great show of wiping my mouth with
distaste. Then I went over to my wife and bent her over and kissed her
hard enough to make her wobbly. Julie looked on in disbelief. She
finally found her voice.

      "You still are with him, sis? What - haven't you found another
better lover, yet? I can introduce you to a few guys you might like.
They'll even except that mistake in the other room. Have you seen his
pj’s, yet?"

      "There ARE no better lovers, sis (that *sis* was said with extreme
hatred), and I'll be with him until one of us dies. Now what do mean
about our son's pajamas?"


      I explained to Carolyn what our son was wearing, and the tell-tale
signs of her about to blow up in anger were rising. Julie saw and was
even more mystified.

      "I was just starting him out early. I mean, with Barney for a
father, he's sure to turn out to be a weak-willed fag, anyway, so why
deny it?"

      Carolyn's voice was barely controlled. "Not unless I let his Aunt
Julie anywhere near him, and after today, that will never happen. Little
girls and Pink? Have you went nuts?"

      "No, I just figured by now Barney would be masturbating for relief
and you would have found a real man or woman to satisfy yourself. Hell,
even a lesbian has to be better than that pitiful cock he has. Its too
short and thin to give anybody pleasure, especially a body like you
have, little sister!"

      Carolyn looked at me as if to say 'you're perfect for me', and
then she walked over to Julie and spat at her. "You may be my sister,
but I hope I never see you again. As for our son, he will make his own
choices, and as soon as we get you out of here, those PJ’s are  going to
be saved for when we can have a little girl."

      I found my voice and spoke through clenched teeth. "Why did you
come back here, anyway? And why the seduction attempt? You knew I would
have refused you."

      "I figured Carolyn would have been long gone by now, and you'd be
so horny I could fuck you and leave you. My own husband hasn't fucked me
in a week, and I'm getting a  little horny."

      "Your husband??? I thought you divorced that salesman."

      "Him! That was two husbands ago. My latest is Jack, and he does
whatever I tell him to. He actually thinks we came here on a vacation
for a second honeymoon. All I came  here for was a little fucking, and
if it has to be one of my former husbands, so be it. I know you can't
make me come, but the penetration will still feel good for a while,
any- way. But I see my little sister is still stupid and hanging on to
this poor excuse for a man."

      Carolyn spoke with much feeling. "This so-called poor excuse for a
man, never fails to make me come multiple times each time. We fit
together perfectly, and I will never ever look anywhere else, no matter
who it might be. Sure I look good, every man I meet tells me with my
eyes. But Barney tells me that with his heart, and that makes all the
difference. But since you obviously have no heart at all, you couldn't
be expected to know that.






      Julie laughed and came over to Carolyn. She kissed her hotly and
ran her hand into the space between her legs, searching for her cunt.
Carolyn was fighting to keep from       kneeing her in the groin. Julie
got a wicked look on her face and turned to me. "See,  Barney, I could
have your lover whenever I wanted to, and she would never want you
again. Maybe that's where I've went wrong all these years. Cocks are
pretty much the  same after a while. Maybe I need some good pussy to
cause the ol' juices to come out.  My stupid husband will never figure
it out, and it would be a real kick to leave him for  my sister. What
about it, Carolyn? Want to leave with me and we can find out about
lesbian love and incest in one combination. Then you can leave this
idiot, and I can leave my dud of a husband, and we can fuck up a storm,
together!"

      We looked at her in disbelief. How could she be so heartless? And
to a man like Jack who could hurt her if he tried to. In fact I was
wondering why Jack hadn't come in yet. I went into the hallway to find a
sobbing shell of a man leaning against the hallway wall. I led him into
the bedroom, and he raised his head and looked at his wife with hate
written across his face.

      Julie looked at the interruption, and when she saw Jack, she went
white. "Honey,  what are you doing here? I thought you had went fishing
with your buddies."

      He spoke through clenched teeth. "I was fishing. Fishing for
information on my rotten  wife. Thanks for the info, buddies!" and he
hugged both Carolyn and me warmly. I still  didn't know him, but I liked
him. He'd just been Julie's latest victim.

      He grabbed his sobbing wife and they left. I turned to Carolyn who
melted into my  arms. She pulled off her dress and unbuttoned my shirt.
I removed my pants and freed her luscious boobs from her bra. Her
panties and my shorts were gone and we fell onto our bed. I looked at
the naked form of the woman I loved and saw the same look reflected
back. I softly kissed her and asked her to explain about Jack, and how
she knew him.  "Jack called me when Julie suggested this trip. He had
researched her background before marrying her. We knew each other from
college. He is a vet and we went to the same medical school for a year
or so. We even dated and fucked a couple of times. But I never wanted
him permanently, and he was too busy to be tied down. He married one of
the  nurses, and I lost track of him. He had never met Julie. We parted
as good friends,  though.

      Through the years, we would call each other with medical questions
using each other as sounding boards. He called me when he was seeing
Julie. I tried to warn him what he was getting himself into, but he
seemed determined to have her. Well he has her now, and  everything I
told him would probably happen just did. But he is different than her
other  lovers. He will make it work somehow. I hope so, for both of
their sakes. I still love my   sister, and I would like to see her happy
with somebody."

      "Me too", and we drifted off to sleep. No sex that time, but we
did do it when we  woke up much later.

      Carolyn and I were meant to be together I guess. We have been
thrown many curves and had to deal with a lot of pain and hurt, but as
long as we have each other, we will make it through.





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