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Celeste and crew:

I'd like to submit this story for your review.  It's rather long and
is "unfinished" in that I keep finding new stuff to add.  It's a
"collection" of stories which sort of run into each other.

Your honest review and opinion would be greatly appreciated!  Oh, be
gentle... :-)

Rob Morton

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written permission of the author.  This story may be freely
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(post 4 of 4)

ETIENNE:  DREAMING OF THINGS TO COME

Part V, Chapter Twelve

Kendra took a spot directly in front of Adam.  He looked so lost, so
vulnerable.  Taking his face in her hands, she called softly to him.

"Adam?  We love you very much.  I'm sorry if we caused you any pain,
but it had to be brought out into the light.  I feel so much better
now."

Adam looked first at Kendra then to Eti, Ellie, and Kymber in turn.
In the eyes of each woman, he found no hate or dislike.  Only love.
And, something else...

"I'm sorry I behaved so badly; this is all sudden and different."

Kymber turned Adam's head and kissed him gently.  "Don't worry, Adam,
take time to let it all sink in."

Adam's blood, which been a chunk of ice an hour earlier, thawed
quickly at the contact.  Looking into her eyes, he reasoned this
really wasn't as bad as it sounded.

"Adam."

Adam turned, finding himself looking into Eti's hazel eyes.  "We all
love you dearly."  Leaning forward, Etienne kissed him.

As did Ellie.  True to her devilish nature, Ellie let her tongue slide
between his lips.

With Kendra, the circle became complete as she pulled Adam to her,
locking their lips together with fierce passion.

Adam's head was swimming dizzily, attempting to figure out what was
happening to him.  His body knew, though, as he was also very much
aware of the throbbing erection making a tent in his pants.

"Adam, love," Kendra said after breaking the kiss.  "It's time for you
to take your place in the family.  No one is going to force anything
on you; it must be accepted on your own."

That said, Kendra sat back on her haunches to wait for Adam's
decision.  She looked toward the other three women waiting with her,
taking note of Eti's calmness, Kymber's twinkling eyes, and her
mother's outright look of anticipation.

Adam, too, had noticed those looks.  Turning, he looked for Lorne and
Devon, hoping to gain some support from them - only to discover them
gone.  A troubled sigh whispered from his lips as Adam pondered how to
respond.  There was no doubt in the young man's mind about his love
for Kendra; now he was faced with extending that love to his
mother-in-law and the other women of the family.

Glancing down at his hands, he recalled something Kendra told him one
night after a steamy session of making love, something about love
being the only true answer to one's happiness.  At the time, a
lifetime ago, it didn't make any sense so Adam had pretty much
dismissed the cryptic remark.

Adam smile wryly as he realized the meaning of Kendra's words that
night.

"Might I be allowed to ask a question?"

"Go ahead, honey," Kendra answered.  "What do you wish to know?"

"Must I be a part of this?  I mean, this goes against everything I've
ever learned."

Etienne answered him.  "Being loved goes against your teachings?
You've been loved by your parents, haven't you?"

Adam rolled his eyes in exasperation.  "Yes, but they would have never
dreamed about something like this!"

Kymber spoke up, green eyes flashing.  "True enough.  You don't seem
to have a problem loving Kendra, do you?  She doesn't seem to mind
sharing her love with you!"

"Of course not!"

"Adam," Ellie said, "I'm going to be a bit more blunt than my mother
and grandmother.  You look me in the eyes and tell me you haven't
wanted to take me to bed.  Come on, admit it!  I have no problem
telling you I'd jump your bones in a minute!"

"Why?"

"Because you love my daughter and I love you.  And, shit, you're a
stud to boot!"  A spattering of laughter bubbled up from the assembled
women at this.

"All we're saying, darling," said Kendra, "is that we all love you.
All of us want to show our love for you and, yes, want to be loved by
you in return.  Is that so terrible a thing for a person to want?"

Adam could feel himself weakening under the combined logical assault
as he answered his wife.  "No, it isn't.  But what if someone gets
jealous?"

For a moment, the four women looked at each other before becoming
suddenly hysterical with laughter.

"Jealousy!"

"Is he kidding?"

"Kenny, he isn't serious is he?"

"I don't believe he said that..."

Adam's mouth was open in disbelief; why were they laughing?

Kendra reached for her husband's hand, squeezing it gently.  "Baby, in
this family, there's no such thing as being jealous.  The only thing
anyone ever gets around here is loved."

Adam had only to look at the lovely faces around him to know Kendra
spoke the truth.  Taking a deep breath - damn, it was hot in here - he
made his decision.

"I suppose it isn't fair to love Kendra as much as I do without
showing the rest of the family how much I love them as well."  He
chuckled before saying, "I guess it's all or nothing, huh?"

"That just about covers it, Adam," Ellie said.

"Then count me in.  It seems to me not sharing my love with you would
make Kenny unhappy - and that's the last thing I want to do."

As the four women stood, Adam searched his soul for signs of
discomfort with his decision, surprised to find himself comfortable
with it.  At the same time, he could shake the feeling he had just
gotten in over his head.

*   *   *

Lorne looked across the table at Devon, grinning.  "Gin.  I believe
that's $20 you owe me."

Devon tossed his cards down with feigned disgust.  "You take credit
cards?"

"I'll put it on your tab.  Let's see, you now owe me, um, $135,000,
give or take a couple of hundred."

"Dad?"

"Yeah?"

"It's awful quiet in there.  You wanna go take a peek?"

Lorne cocked his head slightly, listening.  Shaking his head, he said,
"No, not really.  This is something Kendra has to deal with in her own
way.  Adam will either accept it - accept us - or he won't."

"I don't think he will; he doesn't seem open-minded enough."

"I think he will, Dev.  He loves Kenny and, frankly, I've seen the way
he's been looking at Ellie."

"Yeah, I know - Ellie wants to eat the boy alive!"

"You want to play another hand?"

"No, I owe you enough as it is, you old card shark!"

"Tell you what.  Loser goes to see what's going on in there - deal?"

"Deal.  Okay, get ready to take a walk, Dad!"

"In your dreams, son."

Three minutes later, Devon was heading for the living room, shaking
his head in disbelief.  I don't know how he does it, Devon thought.
As he entered the living room, Devon came to an abrupt stop:  the
living room was empty.

"Dad!  You gotta see this!"  Devon heard a crash, followed by a
muffled curse.  Seconds later, Lorne joined his son.

"Where are they?"

Devon looked around the room, his eyes catching a flash of yellow.
Crossing the room, Devon picked up the golden cloth, instantly
recognizing it as the blouse as Kymber's.  Turning, he showed it to
his father.

"Looks like you were right, Dad."

"So it would seem.  What say you and I go even up the odds?"

"It's the fair thing to do!  Can't let Adam have all the fun, can we?"

"After you, then."

"No, after you - I insist!"

"Age before beauty!"

"Then you'd better get going, Grandpa!"

Together, father and son climbed the stairs.  Once at the top, they
listened for the sounds of love being made.

Lorne looked to his right, cocking his head.  "This way," he said
moving in the direction of Devon's old room.

When Devon saw where they were going, he said, "It figures she'd use
my room."

Lorne nodded in silent agreement.  Turning the doorknob, he pushed the
door open and stepped into the darkened room with Devon close behind.

"Come on in and leave your clothes at the door," a voice invited,
barely heard amongst the groans and sounds of sexual pleasure.

As their eyes grew accustomed to the darkness, the men could make out
a tangle of flesh in motion - somewhere under the mound of femininity
was Adam.

"Still dressed, eh?"  The voice of his wife came to him and Lorne
turned his head in that direction, finding the still-lithe redhead
seated on Adam face, her breasts bouncing gently against her chest as
she gyrated her hips smoothly against his mouth.  Behind Kymber, Eti
was riding the poor boy for all she was worth, his shaft of dark meat
standing out against the lighter hues of her body.

Devon took in the scene, feeling his manhood swelling in anticipation.
Looking to his left, he found his sister and daughter, locked in a
frantic, yet highly erotic, sixty-nine, each woman moaning with
exquisite pleasure.

Lorne had already shed his clothing and was standing in front of
Kymber, who took his turgid member deep into her throat, causing the
older man to visibly shudder.  Devon, now undressed, stepped across
Adam's prone form, offering his hardness to Eti.  He exhaled loudly as
warm, moist mouth covered hard, hot cock.

*   *   *

Adam couldn't believe what was happening to him.  Once inside the
room, the women quickly deprived him of his clothing, casting hungry
glances at his body.  He turned to Kendra, suddenly afraid; Kendra
looked back at him, shaking her head.

"It's out of my hands, love.  You belong to all of us now."

Before he could protest, a mouth covered his erection completely while
other lips and tongues explored his body.  Adam felt hands caressing
him, probing and touching before easing him to the carpeted floor.
Soon, he found himself smothered in hot, wet pussy - he had no idea
whose, but Christ, what a huge clit!  He found his concentration
slipping away as several tongues bathed his cock with varying degrees
of tenderness.

A wet finger penetrated his bottom and his back arched in response,
driving his cock skyward before being swallowed whole.  Lips ticked
and tantalized his scrotal sac, while teeth gently nipped the tender
flesh they found there.

A flurry of motion found Adam's face covered with yet another mound of
flesh.  Another large clitoris slipped between his lips as dark thighs
clamped around his head.  More in self-defense than anything else,
Adam sucked at the invading bit of hard flesh, flicking his tongue
over the exposed head.  He grinned as the body above him shook in
reaction to his touch, restoring his confidence and allaying his
fears.  Reaching up, he grabbed two hands full of firm buttocks,
pulling them down harder onto his awakening tongue.

Seconds later, a hot flood of tangy liquid exploded into his mouth,
the flesh above him trembling mightily.  The thighs removed themselves
from around his head, only to be replaced by a set a tanned ones.  The
flame-red thatch of pubic hairs identified the owner as Kymber.  He
felt her fingers entwined themselves into his hair, pulling his head
hard against her; at the same time, he felt wet pussy enveloping his
cock, clamping down on him.  Dimly, he was aware of a voice saying
something about coming in and leaving clothes somewhere...

*   *   *

Devon crossed to the tangle of females he knew to be his Ellie and
Kendra, his erection throbbing in his hand.  Deftly, he moved behind
Kendra, now on top, and with one powerful thrust, split her tender
flesh with his smooth hardness, grunting as he slid deep into the
slick sheath.  Immediately, Ellie's tongue could be felt at the base
of his shaft, flittering and teasing as he fucked into his daughter.

Kendra's efforts on Ellie's clit doubled as the thickness invaded and
spread her wide.  She sucked hard on her mother's clit, feeling it
throbbing between her lips.  The darkness was approaching and she
wasn't about to give in to it, not yet, not now.  She drew her tongue
across the sensitive head, felt it quiver crazily, then the flood of
sweet juices as Ellie's orgasm and release washed over her, hips
thrusting upward to meet Kendra's mouth.

Ellie cried out as the orgasmic wave continued to punish her, feeling
the spreading pool of wetness under her.  Above her, she could see the
delicious sight of Devon's hard cock spreading Kendra wide, glittering
patches of pussy juices covering the veined shaft.  Ellie watched as
Devon's sac began to
tighten - he was close to filling Kendra with his hot spunk.

The sounds of love filled Devon's head as he continued to thrust into
Kendra's yielding flesh.  An instant later, he was spilling inside of
her, his cock pulsing jet after jet of love into her sweet hole. 

"Shit!  Yes!  Pump it, baby, pump it!"  Kendra pushed back against the
hardness, feeling the hot stickiness coat her insides.  "Fill that
bitch up!  Flood it!"

A scant few feet away, Lorne looked up, smiling: Kendra could be so
sluttish when it came to loving!  He reached down and removed Kymber
from Adam's face, noting the green eyed beauty's look of pure bliss as
she poured love down Adam's throat, so much the younger man was
choking with the effort to keep up with the hot flow.  Laying his wife
down, Lorne impaled her with one hard thrust of his hips, then settled
in to ravage her body, savoring the familiar feel of her.  His lips
locked onto an erect nipple and he bit down on it lightly, feeling
Kymber's nails digging into his back.

Kymber gasped as her husband filled and spread her, the feeling
intensified by the over-sensitivity of her sex - Adam's lips and
tongue had done quite a number on her!  When his mouth closed onto her
nipple a soothing warmth flowed through her which quickly changed to a
raging inferno as Lorne's teeth scraped across the hard surface.
Sharp, delicious pain flowed through her breast, heading straight for
the junction of their bodies as she dug her nails into Lorne's back.

"Ah, damn it!"  Lorne could feel a trickle of blood running down his
back, encouraging him to double his efforts.  He plowed into her with
long, hard strokes which moved them along the carpeted floor.  His
knees burned with the irritation caused by friction against the
abrasive material; however, he was
beyond giving a flying fuck, concentrating on burying his cock deeper
into Kymber.

Kymber could feel the scrape of carpet against her back and buttocks
as well, the additional pain adding to the pleasures being heaped upon
her.  She opened her eyes to see Lorne's perspiring face and the
fierce, passionate look in his eyes.  With each thrust, Kymber could
feel Lorne's large knob against the entrance to her womb, building the
feelings within her beyond tolerance.  For what seemed to be forever,
Kymber tottered on the brink of release; Lorne withdrew once more, too
aware of the tight, tingling feeling at the base of his cock.  With a
grunt, he set himself deep into his loving wife, feeling the rippling
flesh part with his passing.

"Ooh, darling!  Now, baby, now!"  Kymber's words became incoherent as
love sent her flying over the edge of sanity, crashing into the
orgasmic rocks below, while Lorne's passionate grunts changed into a
low, lusty growl as he flowed into her, bathing her womb with thick,
spermy love.

Meanwhile, Etienne sat astride Adam's cock, immersed in the wonderful
feeling of having his hardness inside.  She smiled while looking down
at the helpless young man beneath her.  Adam's eyes were screwed
tightly shut; a light sheen of Kymber's juices coated his face.
Leaning forward, Eti kissed Adam deeply, while focusing her
concentration on a certain set of muscles.

Adam was close to losing it - and he knew it.  Somehow, this woman
knew how to keep him right on the edge, prolonging his pleasure.  He
felt Eti's weight shift just before her mouth covered his.  Hot,
snaking tongue slipped in to find his and they battled with each
other; to Adam's 'shame', he was losing - and badly!  Just as he was
about to make an attempt to assert himself, he felt Etienne's pussy
contract around him, hard, then soft, then hard again.  Etienne's
smile widen as Adam grew thicker within her.

Adam's world spun out of its orbit as the first milky spurts of love
were drawn from him.  It was like making love to Kenny, only three
times more intense as he found himself caught in the throes of the
most powerful orgasm he'd ever experienced.

Eti continued to smile as the first spurts splattered into her, using
her well-trained muscles to coax more of the precious fluid from him.
"Come on, Adam!  Don't be so stingy with it - let it flow!"  All Adam
could do was groan as Eti's pussy milked the last drops from him until
he grew soft.

"Grandmother?  Did you leave anything for me?"

Eti turned toward Kendra, sparing a glance at Adam.  "I don't know -
maybe.  Adam?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you okay?"

"Hmm?"

Kendra smiled.  "He's okay - I know that confused sound."

Ellie's voice floated across the room.  "Hey!  Don't let him go to
sleep before I get a shot at him!"

Kendra looked at her mother with mock anger.  "Mom!"

"What?"

"Give him a break, will you?"

Ellie's answer was to crawl toward Adam, a cat stalking her prey.
"I'll give him a break - trust me!"  Reaching her son-in-law, Ellie's
body flowed onto his, her tongue finding his softened shaft and the
dried juices encrusted along its shriveled length.

"Oh, look," Ellie purred.  "He's not ready yet.  Well, we'll just have
to fix that, won't we?"  Taking a breath, Ellie swallowed Adam whole,
the flakes of his dried seed dissolving in the liquid warmth of her
mouth.

"Mom..." Kendra knew Adam wouldn't be able to deal with this new
assault on his tender manhood.

Ellie waved a hand at her daughter, signaling she should be quiet.
Beneath her, Adam moaned, his body jerking.  She added a moan of her
own, feeling him growing in her mouth.  She sucked gently yet with a
firmness not to be denied until the young neophyte was once again
proudly erect.

Ellie let Adam's cock slip out of her mouth.  Holding it in her hand,
she looked at the assembled family members.  "Anyone want some of
this?"

Throughout all of this, Adam lay stunned and just a tad bit confused.
It was bad enough Etienne had worked some sort of spell on him,
draining him effortlessly.  Experience taught Adam that he'd be unable
to continue.  Now his mother-in-law had not only revived his member,
but was offering it to
the others like it was dessert!  And now, adding to his disbelief,
here was Devon, all male, lowering his mouth, enveloping him in its
warmth.

Somewhere in the dark reached of Adam's thoughts, instinct warred
against learned behavior.  His instinct was to lay back and enjoy the
scintillating feelings while his learned behavior just wasn't buying
another man blowing him.  Confused by the internal battle, he turned
his head, only to find
another cock just mere inches from his face!  While he was focused on
Devon, Lorne had obviously moved next to him, joining Ellie who was
whispering comforting words in his ear.

What kind of person did they think he was?  Adam's thoughts were in
turmoil.  Being a part of an orgy, well, he could deal with that
(couldn't he?), even if all the participants were related to each
other.  And, having his cock so lovingly tended to by Devon, well, it
wasn't all that bad (was it?) - it really felt nice and showed his
appreciation by flexing his hips upward to meet Devon's mouth.

But a cock in his face!  What did they expect him to do?

"Dad?  Would you scratch my back?  It really itches!"

Adam felt and saw Lorne move to comply with Ellie's request, bringing
the thick, veined shaft more into his field of vision.  As it hovered
just mere inches from his face, Adam took a moment to look at it
closely as a clear drop of liquid hung precariously from the slit.

Devon was doing something tantalizing with his tongue causing Adam to
gasp aloud.  As his mouth opened, Lorne shifted his position again,
done with scratching Ellie's back.  The crystal droplet fell, finding
its way onto Adam's parted lips; instinctively, he licked his lips
and, surprise, it didn't taste all that bad...


Part V, Chapter Thirteen

As the men were momentarily occupied, Kendra, Etienne, Ellie, and
Kymber busied themselves with each other.  Kendra felt a rush of
excitement run through her as she watched her husband happily slurping
away on her grandfather's cock.  Who would have thought it?  Further
thoughts on the
subject were driven away by the raspy sensations being provided by
Kymber's tongue on her nipple.

Kendra shivered as chills radiated from her erect nipple outwards
leaving goose bumps in their wake.  This was a special joy for Kendra
as the chills reached her pubic area, instantly changing into a
soothing heat.  "Mmm, that feels so nice!"

Kymber smiled and shifted her attention to Kendra's other nipple -
lest it begin to feel left out, you know?  Within seconds, the
once-flat nipple responded to Kymber's touch, becoming erect and
waiting for more stimulation.

"Mmmm," Kymber moaned, washing her tongue across the underside of
Kendra's breast, her hands gently cupping its weight.  "You have such
lovely tits - I can't keep my mouth off of them!"

Kendra's only reply was a seductive smile as the warmth continued to
change into a moist, penetrating heat, running her hands along the
smooth contours of the elder redhead's body, all the while marveling
at how firm it was for a woman her age.

With practiced ease, Kymber continued working her way down her
granddaughter's body, stopping only long enough to flick her tongue
into Kendra's navel, delighting in firm tummy muscles rippling in
response.  Straddling the younger woman's body, she offered her own
musky nest for inspection.

Kendra wasted no time in plunging her mouth onto the fleshy offering,
capturing Kymber's clit between her full lips, sucking gently until
the bit of flesh there began to grow firm.

"Oh, yes!" Kymber gasped, shuddering at the contact.  "Do me, eat me!"
Gasping once more, Kymber lowered her head to the dark triangle
between Kendra's now-open legs, seeking and finding what she desired.

Not to be outdone, Ellie and Etienne were deep into an oral battle of
their own, each woman sucking and licking the other with a passion
which wouldn't be denied.

The room filled with the sounds of love being made.  The soft rustle
of flesh against flesh was occasionally punctuated with heavy
breathing, grunting and moaning.

And, of course, the equally occasional curse from Kenny as Kymber's
experienced tongue took her to higher levels of pleasure.

Adam was lost in the new - yet familiar- sensations.  Devon's mouth
continued to do wonderful, delightful things to his swollen member
while Lorne continued to pump thick cock meat into his mouth.

"This is crazy," he thought.  "There's a man sucking my dick and
another man has his dick in my mouth - and I'm loving every minute of
it!"

Lorne was loving it too, feeling his sac tighten and the indescribable
tingling sensation crawling up his spine.  With shorter, faster
strokes, he continued to assault the young man's mouth urging himself
on to completion.

Adam could feel Lorne's cock growing thicker,  knowing what the faster
strokes meant.  He backed off until just the bulbous head remained,
running his tongue across what he hoped was a sensitive area.

It was.  One moment there was nothing but fat, hard cock in his mouth.
The next, Adam's mouth was flooded with a copious amount of sticky,
salty fluid which was spilling from his mouth at an seemingly
incredible rate.  The shock of this latest experience was enough to
shove him over the edge, very much aware of his own manhood pumping
spurt after spurt of man-love into Devon's
waiting mouth.

Unlike Adam, Devon didn't miss one precious drop.  Once the last of
Adam's seed was taken, Devon got up and straddled Adam's chest, his
hand furiously working the elongated hard shaft of his maleness,
seeking his own release.

Lorne, momentarily drained, moved to one side and watched as Adam
grabbed Devon's hips, pulling him closer until the head of Devon's
cock disappeared into the novice's mouth.

Now with his thighs on either side of Adam's head, Devon leaned
forward to rest on his elbows before thrusting gently into Adam's
mouth, once, twice... There!  Devon's body stiffened as his seed began
to flow from him in hot spurts.

If Adam felt he was lost before, where was he now?  Devon's sperm,
just as thick (but not as salty) continued to flow into his mouth and
into his belly, creating a satisfying warmth and, strangely, putting
an end to a hunger he had been feeling.

Rolling to one side and panting heavily, Devon looked at his
son-in-law, the younger man's face covered with gooey love.  Without a
thought, he leaned forward and began licking Adam's face clean until
nothing remained.

Crossing the room to where four exhausted women lay sprawled in
various positions, Devon and Lorne found places between their bodies
and stretched out beside them; however, Adam remained where he was.
Kendra noticed his absence and called to him.

"Honey, why don't you come on over?"  Her question went unanswered;
suddenly alarmed at his silence, Kendra freed herself from the tangle
of flesh and crawled over to him.

Reaching him, she could immediately see something was wrong as
indicated by the large teardrops cascading along the contours of his
face.  Gently, Kendra reached out and placed a hand on his chest.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

Adam's eyes fluttered open, blinking away the tears.  The sight of his
lovely wife (once his vision cleared, that is) gave him great comfort
- and just a bit of distress as well.  He reached up to stroke her
face and quickly dropped his hand, noticing how bad it was shaking.
The physical and emotional
repercussions rapidly renewed themselves in his mind and his river of
tears began again.

The rest of the family was alert and watching as well.  Ellie started
to move towards them and was stopped by Lorne.

"Ellie, no.  They have to work this out for themselves."

"But, Dad..."

"No buts.  Everyone stay right where you are."

Kendra cradled Adam's head in her lap and began rocking, feeling his
tears dripping onto her.  Deep sobs wracked his body as Adam gave in
to the overwhelming turmoil.  For long minutes, husband and wife sat
like this until his sobs subsided.  Kendra could feel his pain and
confusion as if it were her
own, causing her to fight against the emotions building inside her own
soul.

Finally, Adam turned over until he was looking up at his wife, wiping
his face with the back of his hand.  Clearing his throat, he spoke for
the first time since this all began.

"I'm sorry... I don't know why I broke down like that."

"There's nothing to be sorry for, my darling.  If anything, we should
apologize for dumping all of this on you at one time and forcing you
to make a decision."

"You didn't force me into anything."

"I know, but we let our love for you - and each other - put you into a
bad situation with yourself."

"Kenny, you don't understand; I'm not angry with any of you.  What
happened was, well, more than what I thought it would be."

Adam sat up, shaking his head to clear his thoughts.  Turning
slightly, he addressed the family.

"When we were talking about this, all I could see was some pretty wild
sex.  It wasn't until Devon and Lorne, ah, had their way with me I
realized this family loving thing was bigger than anything I could
have imagined."

Adam suddenly stood, going to the bathroom.  A moment later, all in
attendance could hear the sounds of him blowing his nose, followed by
the unmistakable sound of running water.  Seconds later, the toilet
flushed and Adam reemerged, looking much more composed.

"Sorry - had to take care of some business."  He flashed everyone a
smile before sitting down again, this time with the family.  Kendra
scurried to sit next to him.

When he had their attention, Adam continued.  "When I was alone with
all of you," nodding at the women, "I was thinking how kinky it would
be having all this attention from them.  When the guys showed up, I
thought 'so much the better!'"

"What I didn't realize was all of this wasn't about fucking - it was
about being in love.  When us guys were getting it on, it hit me.  I
saw myself doing things I've never done before and loving every minute
of it.  My feeling went beyond just mere sexual satisfaction and it
wasn't until we had finished
I realized I'd never been loved so much before in my life."

"Guys, I do apologize for not giving you as good as I got, but like I
said, I've never done anything like this before."

"The only thing which matters is you accepted our love and gave love
in return," Lorne said.  "It doesn't matter if you were good at it or
not."  Heads nodded in agreement.

Adam nodded, understanding Lorne's words.  "I had a lot to think about
in a very short space of time and, shit, it got the best of me.  I was
crying because I've never been so happy before."

Etienne's soft voice floated in the air.  "That's what it's all about,
Adam - love and happiness."  Eti rose from her place next to Kymber
and sat next to Adam.

"You see, when my father and I began all of this, all we had was love
for each other.  When Kymber joined the family, there was still a
great deal of love.  When the children were born," she gestured to the
assembled young adults, "we knew then our love was too much to keep
all to ourselves."

Kymber spoke up, her voice low and husky.  "Remember, dear Adam, love
is nothing if it isn't shared.  Without sharing, love never has a
chance to spread and grow.  Even my father realized this; I'm just
glad we had a chance to share our love before he died."

"It's all we've known all our lives," said Ellie while Devon nodded in
agreement.  "For us to do anything else, well, just doesn't make
sense."

A lull settled over the room as Kendra, her voice very quiet, had her
say.  "And then I met you."

Lorne's baritone voice filled the room, sounding all the world to Adam
like the voice of God.

"Son, look at it this way, if you will.  Eventually, you would have
discovered our secret.  We all felt it better to introduce you to the
family in this manner instead - it's a lot easier on the nerves,
wouldn't you say?"

"Yes, sir.  I hate to think how I may have reacted had I found out
about this somewhere down the road."

"Good.  Now, if no one has any objections, let's all go to bed - I'm
tired and need my beauty rest."

As everyone moved to first collect their respective mates, Kendra
cleared her throat for attention.

"Uh, could I have your attention for a moment?"  Even Adam stopped in
mid-stride, turning toward his wife.  Convince everyone was paying
attention she continued.  "I have an announcement to make."

"What is it, honey?" Adam asked, clearly curious as was everyone in
the room.

"I've got something I need to show everyone.  Just a minute."  Kendra
dashed to the pile of clothing under the window, picking through the
remnants until she found what she was looking for.

"Ah!  Here it is!"  Returning to the sleepy group, she held up the
object in her hand.  "Ta-da!"

In the semi-darkness, everyone strained to identify the object.

"Oh, shit."  That from Lorne.  As everyone realized what Kendra was
holding, the room quickly filled with gasps.

"You mean..."

"Nah, that can't be right... can it?"

"What?  WHAT?"  Adam was still a bit punch-drunk from all which had
happened this evening.  "What in the hell is going on?"

Devon turned and patted Adam on the shoulder.  "What's your favorite
color, son?"

"Blue.  Why?"

Ellie planted a kiss on his cheek.  "Glad to hear it, Adam.
Goodnight!"

Adam turned to his wife, who handed him the object of everyone's
excitement.  It took him a moment to recognize it and what it meant.

"This is, oh shit, this means..."

"It sure does!  I'm pregnant!"  As Kymber, Etienne and Lorne moved
close to congratulate Kendra, they all heard a muffled thump.  Kymber
and Eti both looked at Lorne who, if he could, would have vanished
right on the spot.

"Does that sound familiar?" asked Kymber.

"Oh, I believe it does, dear sister - I believe it does!  Doesn't it,
Dad?"

"No comment.  Come on, let's get the poor child out of the floor and
into bed."

Together, they picked Adam's insensate form off the floor.  Lorne
unceremoniously slung the unconscious father-to-be across his shoulder
and headed off in the direction of Kendra's room.

Kendra looked puzzled, however, Etienne provided the explanation.

"It seems to be a family trait - we get pregnant, they pass out."

"Men."

"I know.  Can't live with them, can't live without them.  Go figure."


Part V, Chapter Fourteen

The next morning, Adam drove to his parents' home to tell them the
good news.  During the drive, Kendra noticed her husband's silence.

"Are you okay?"

The car rolled to a stop at a traffic light, allowing Adam to turn and
look at Kendra.  "Yeah, I'm fine."

"You're awfully quiet this morning."

"I've got a lot on my mind, that's all."

"Would you like to talk about it?"

The light changed.  Adam pulled away from the intersection, shaking
his head.  "No, not right now.  I don't mean to be rude or anything,
but I've got to get all of this sorted out."

Kendra wasn't upset over his silence nor was she offended by it.
"Well, whenever you're ready to talk about it, let me know."

Adam squeezed her hand.  "I will, Kenny.  Don't worry, things will
work out - I just need a little time to get it all together."

A few minutes later, they arrived at the home of Adam's parents, Roger
and Allison Harrison.  Adam was surprised to see his sister's car in
the drive.  Within seconds of ringing the door bell, Adam and Kendra
were greeted by Allison's smiling face.

"Well look at what the wind blew in our direction," she exclaimed.
Embracing first Kendra then Adam, Allison led them to the family room
where Roger and Andrea were sitting.

"Come on in and grab a seat!  It's good to see you!"  Roger Harrison
stood and shook hands with his son.  "And Kendra!  Come here and give
me a hug!"

Kendra crossed the short distance to where her father-in-law stood and
embraced him affectionately, letting the embrace last just a tiny bit
longer than what was considered normal.  "It's good to see you again,
Mr. Harrison.  I take it you've been well?"

"As well as can be expected, thank you.  Oh!  Where are my manners?
You do remember Andrea, don't you?"

"Of course I do!  How could I forget my maid of honor?"  Kendra leaned
over and planted a kiss on Andrea's cheek, catching the scent of an
expense perfume.

Andrea returned the sisterly peck, noticing the smooth warmth of
Kendra's cheek.  "Hi, Kenny!  Looks like married life is treating you
well!"

Kendra smiled broadly.  "Yeah, well, it has its advantages.  How about
you and your husband?"

The atmosphere in the room dimmed slightly, immediately informing
Kendra she had hit on a touchy subject.  "Oh, I'm sorry..."

Andrea waved a hand in dismissal.  "It's all right, Kenny.  Dale and I
are just having a minor disagreement."

Still a bit uncomfortable, Kendra took a seat beside Adam.

"Well!  What brings you kids here?", asked Allison, glad to break the
somber mood.

"We have some good news to share with you," said Adam while turning to
look at Kendra.

"Don't keep us in suspense, son," Roger prompted.  "What's the good
news?"

With barely disguised glee, Adam looked at his parents and sister.
"We're going to have a baby."

For a moment, all heads turned to Kendra for confirmation, which she
gave with a tiny nod of her head.  Another second for the news to sink
in - and the room exploded in well-wishes and questions as to what the
parents-to-be wanted, boy, girl, or both.  Of course, this was
followed by the age-old answer of it didn't matter as long as...

Father and son shook hands, both grinning like idiots while Kendra
exchanged more hugs with mother- and sister-in-law.  Andrea took the
opportunity to whisper something in Kendra's ear.

"I'm so happy for you!"

"Thanks, Andrea."

"One thing, though - can I talk to you about something?"

Kendra leaned back from the embrace, her curiosity piqued.  "Sure,"
she answered.  "Whenever you're ready."

Andrea interrupted her parents and brother long enough to excuse
herself and Kendra from the room.  Motioning Kendra to follow, Andrea
led the way upstairs.

Adam glanced in their direction as they disappeared upstairs.  "What's
that all about?"

Allison patted his hand.  "Wife talk, Adam - nothing you'd be
interested in."  However, in the back of her mind, Allison had to
admit curiosity.

"Oh, let them go!  This calls for a drink to celebrate!"  Roger rose
from his seat, heading for the oak and leather bar in the other room.
"All right folks, belly up to the bar!  Drinks are on the house!"

*   *   *

Andrea stepped aside to allow Kendra to enter the room before
following and closing the door.  She crossed the room and sat on the
bed, motioning for Kendra to sit next to her.  As Andrea framed her
thoughts, Kendra took a moment to look around the room, thinking how
perfectly it reflected its
former occupant.

Colonial-style furniture, with carpeting and wallpaper done in lively,
yet subtle pastel colors.  This was a woman used to getting what she
wanted without being brash and pushy about it.  Kendra's examination
of the room was halted by the sound of Andrea clearing her throat.
Turning toward the
sound, Kendra gave her sister-in-law her full attention.

"As I said downstairs, Dale and I, well, we're having some problems.
Nothing major, mind you, but I was wondering how you and Adam settle
any differences between you."

"Oh, that's easy," Kendra answered.  "We don't disagree with each
other."

"That's impossible," said Andrea, not attempting to hide the disbelief
in her voice.

"No, not really.  Adam and I get along just fine.  If we have a
difference of opinion on something, it's no big deal - he's entitled
to his opinion."

"Are you telling me if he wanted to do something and you didn't, you
wouldn't argue with him?"

"No, I wouldn't.  I trust Adam; if he wanted me to do something, then
it must be important to him."

"So you'd go along with it."

"When possible.  Despite what you might think, I do have a life.  Adam
knows and respects this."

Andrea shook her head.  "It can't be that easy."

"No, it isn't, but love goes a long way in helping to avoid ugly
situations."

Andrea's laugh had a bitter sound to it.  "Love.  Right.  The only
thing Dale loves is Dale.  Ever since the day we got married, it's
always been about him and to hell with what I want."

Kendra placed a hand on Andrea's knee.  "You're saying Dale doesn't
love you?"

"He does, but..."

Kendra nodded, suddenly understanding.  "He loves you but has a funny
way of showing it."

Andrea frowned at Kendra's comment, thinking just how much truth the
statement contained.  Her features softened as she turned to face her
sister-in-law.

"Kenny?  Tell me something."

"If I can, Andrea."

"How do you deal with Adam?  I mean, why do you two get along so
well?"

Kendra thought for a moment before answering.  "Well, I understand
Adam and of course I love him.  I respect and value his opinions."

"It can't be that easy!"

Kendra smiled, gently touching Andrea's hand.  "It is, believe me.  As
his wife, it's my trust to keep him happy, something I'm proud and
pleased to do."

Andrea's face brightened, thinking she had found a flaw in Kendra's
thinking.  "Ah-ha!  Does he feel the same way?"

Kendra's smile widened.  "Of course he does - why wouldn't he?"

"I suppose you have a point.  Adam has always been the agreeable type.
How does he get along with your parents and the rest of the family?"

"Just fine.  They love and respect each other very much.  In the
beginning, there were a few difficulties, but they were quickly
resolved."

"Difficulties?  Like what?"

Kendra knew she had to be careful here, taking a few extra seconds to
form her answer.  "He had to get used to a few things about my family,
like our somewhat affluent lifestyle."

Andrea nodded; the Williams' family wealth would be something Adam
would have to get used to, not that his own family wanted for very
much.

"Also, he had to get used to everyone wanting to do things for him and
expecting nothing in return."

"I can imagine that just fine; Adam was always the type who wanted to
do things for himself and wouldn't hear of not repaying a favor done
for him."

"Other than those things, my family and Adam get along just fine."

Andrea's frustration began to show.  "There's got to be something I
can do, something I haven't thought of yet."

"If there's anything I can do," Kendra offered, "let me know."

"Perhaps there is something else," Andrea said.

"Anything.  Just ask it."

Andrea's features flushed crimson.  "If I'm not being too nosey, how
is your sex life?"

The yellow warning lights of caution flashed brighter in Kendra's
mind.  "It couldn't be any better.  Adam is so loving and thoughtful."
Kendra smiled devilishly.  "He's pretty good, too.  But, like most
men, he could be better.  I don't worry about it though; we've got
plenty of time together."

Andrea took in Kendra's statement, feeling a momentary pang of
jealousy - her sex life with Dale often left a lot to be desired.
"You're one lucky girl."

"I like to think so."

Standing, Andrea looked around the room.  "I'd give anything to have
the kind of happiness you've got."

Kendra regarded Andrea closely.  Clearly, the poor woman didn't have
enough love in her life and it make Kendra sad.  She mentally crossed
her fingers and made a decision.

"The price of happiness can be rather steep, you know.  Andrea?"

"Huh?"

"Be careful what you wish for - you might get it and find it wasn't
what you wanted."

"I don't get it."

Kendra rose and went to stand in front of Andrea.  Taking her hands,
Kendra looked into the dark-haired beauty's deep brown eyes.  "The
secret to my happiness.  I can share it with you if happiness is what
you're truly looking for."

Tears began to form at the corners of Andrea's eyes.  "I don't want to
lose Dale!  Despite his crazy behavior, I really do love him!"

Kendra reached up to wipe Andrea's tears away.  "Hey!  Don't cry -
it'll be all right!"

With a sob, Andrea threw herself into Kendra's arms, her tears flowing
freely.  Kendra held her close, feeling Andrea's pain... and something
else.  As she held Andrea against her, Kendra could feel the other
woman's tears, first warm then cool against her cheek.  Kendra was
very much aware of the increasing pressure their bodies were creating
as a trembling Andrea held on for dear life.

Kendra was becoming more and more excited, finding it a bit difficult
to resist the natural urge to provide the ultimate comfort to her
sister-in-law.  Still, it didn't stop her from using one hand to
stroked Andrea's long dark hair.

"There, there.  It's okay, Andrea.  Let it all out."  Through the
fabric of her clothing, Kendra could feel Andrea's nipples harden
which caused her own nipples to respond in kind, wondering if Andrea
could feel it as well.  This was starting to get dangerous...

Within the midst of her sadness, Andrea could feel an excitement
building within her.  It felt strange yet somehow familiar.  As her
tears continued to flow, a part of her mind reached out and touched
the excitement...  And recoiled as she recognized it.  Oh, yes, she
felt this excitement before!  But
where?

Nuzzled in the crook of Kendra's neck, inhaling the natural scent of
her, Andrea remembered where - and when - she had felt this excitement
before: The first time she and Kendra had met.  That wasn't the only
time, either!  Andrea knew she felt it at the wedding, from the time
they arrived at the church, all through the ceremony, and during the
reception.  And the moment Kendra walked in the door an hour ago.

*   *   *

Adam cheerfully filled his parents in on the details of Kendra's
pregnancy, all the while wonder what his wife and sister were talking
about.

"You must be very happy," his mother asked.

"I am, Mom, I am.  This is a happy time for all of us."

Roger Harrison sat forward in his seat, leaning slightly in Adam's
direction, his face becoming a bit more serious.  "Mind if I ask a
question?"

"Roger..." Allison warned.  "Don't start it - not now."

Roger waved a hand in dismissal at his wife.  "Woman, don't start on
me."

Disagreements were rare between his parents, Adam thought, but he
still felt uneasy whenever a difference in opinion cropped up.  "Dad,
ask your question."

Shooting his wife a triumphant look, Roger turned back to Adam.  "How
are you getting along with your in-laws?"

Adam was puzzled.  "Fine.  Why do you ask?"

"I was just wondering."

"I seriously doubt you were just wondering, Dad."

Allison opened her mouth to speak, only to close it after a look from
Roger.

"Heh, heh," the elder Harrison chuckled.  "You've got me there, son.
It's just, well, I still think it's strange you're still living there
with them."

Adam shook his head.  "Dad, have you seen the house?  It's huge, big
enough for three families."

"So I've been told.  Son, a man should have his own home to raise his
family in!  That's all I'm saying."

"Dad, you worry too much.  Kendra and I are more than happy right
where we are."

With the debate heating up between father and son, Allison began to
wonder about Andrea and Kendra - they've been gone for some time.
Curiosity began to set in as Allison quietly left the room and headed
upstairs.

*   *   *

Kendra quickly discovered she was between the proverbial rock and hard
place.  On one hand, she felt good being able to comfort Andrea at
this time in her life.  On the other, the close contact between them
was beginning to make things, uh, interesting.

The scent of Andrea's perfume, combined with the heady scent of her
pheromones, was awakening a different kind of sympathy within Kendra,
who bit her lip against the mounting excitement.  One part of her
mind, however, was glad to see she wasn't the only one being carried
away by the moment.

Andrea's sobs weren't as deep now as they were moments ago.  In fact,
just standing here hugging Kendra made every problem she ever had
seemed trivial in comparison.  And, since you mentioned it, doesn't
this wonderful woman have the smoothest skin, so soft and velvety?

Something in Andrea's mind was saying it was time to break the
embrace, pull herself together, and go on with things.  However, for
some reason, she didn't want to let Kendra out of her arms.

Kendra's lust was stirring with each passing moment, her hands
beginning to move along the other woman's body of their own volition.
Her fingers massaged the tense muscles along Andrea's lower back,
feeling them relax.  As did Andrea, who responded by melting further
into Kendra's warm embrace.  Without a thought, Andrea lifted her head
slightly, kissing the underside of Kendra's jaw with trembling lips.

Kendra inhaled sharply as Andrea's lips fluttered against her face.
Instinctively, she tilted her head slightly, exposing more of her neck
and throat.  Her passion, which was barely held in check, began to
infuse her with its enticing warmth.  Kendra's eyes closed
momentarily, wanting to be swept away.  Oh, this felt so very nice!

Her eyes flew open with the realization of what would happen if this
were to continue.  Gently, Kendra tried to disengage herself from
Andrea's advances, only to be firmly held in place.

"No," a trembling voice whispered in her ear.  "Don't leave me.  Not
now."  Andrea wrapped her arms around Kendra's firm body, holding her
tight while sucking gently the soft skin of Kendra's neck.

Instinct overrode common sense for a split second.  It was all the
time Kendra's lust needed to assert itself and take command of the
moment.

"Okay," she murmured.  "If that's the way you want it."  With one
hand, Kendra reached up and found the zipper of Andrea's dress,
pulling it down in one swift motion.  Once the material had fallen
away from the other woman's shoulders, Kendra used the same hand to
deal with the clasp of Andrea's bra.

Andrea couldn't believe what was happening to her, let alone the fact
she had started all of this!  A dyed-in-the-wool heterosexual, Andrea
had never given one single thought about making love with another
woman.  Yet, here she was, holding onto her sister-in-law with a
passion she didn't know she had, with her dress now down around her
ankles and her breasts swinging freely.

Kendra managed to free herself from Andrea's embrace; with her lust
fully in control, she began the process of bringing Andrea joy,
licking her lips in a way which made Andrea think of someone pondering
a menu full of delicious food.

Andrea's mind continued to race along at a maddening pace.  "Why am I
allowing this?" she asked herself as Kendra's lips captured her
earlobe, sucking gently.  "I don't like women like this," her mind
screamed.  "Make it stop!"

Aloud, Andrea said, "Oh, shut up," feeling the chill racing through
her body as Kendra's tongue traced wild, sensuous patterns along her
neck.  Warm hands massaged and kneaded her buttocks as Andrea gave in
to Kendra's insistent advances, feeling her juices pooling in the
crotch of her panties.

Kendra nuzzled her face into Andrea's more than ample cleavage.
Gently, she guided Andrea backward until they were able to fall onto
the bed.  Hungry mouths sought and found each other.  Tongues battled
for dominance while hands roamed with minds of their own.

Kendra raised herself long enough to assist Andrea in removing her
clothing, which was tossed aside.  She took a moment to look into the
other woman's eyes, searching for acceptance of what was to happen,
what had to happen.

Andrea was frozen by the intense gaze of those hazel-brown eyes,
feeling suddenly afraid.  She knew she couldn't allow this to happen,
yet, she did nothing to stop it as Kendra lowered her head, capturing
a very erect nipple, giving it a tongue lashing it would never forget.
Moaning, Andrea held
Kendra's head to her breast, committing herself to the unthinkable and
the unknown.

Wet, flickering tongue washed over every inch of one breast and ran
along the deep cleavage splitting the fleshy orbs before moving to the
other breast, repeating the tantalizing washing.  Hot, moist breath
preceded soft, sucking lips as the other nipple was held prisoner and
made to suffer the
consequences of being on Andrea's body.

Andrea sighed despite herself as soft, firm hands kneaded her flesh in
the most fascinating places!  And that wonderful mouth was, oh God!
It was moving down her tummy, teeth nipping here and there.  Andrea
knew what was next, knew it shouldn't happen, knew she wouldn't stop
it.  She lifted and parted her legs as Kendra's breath on her pubic
hairs heralded better things to come.

Kendra lost herself in the passion, feeling it devour her.  Andrea's
body was such a delight!  Smooth and curvy in all the right places,
while here at her center, the coarseness of her hair provided a
stimulating contrast.  Even now, the scent of hot, inviting pussy
reached her - and she wasn't about to turn down the invitation!
Reaching under Andrea, Kendra filled her hands with plump, luscious
bottom, feeling the heat and the need to put out the flames.

*   *   *

Allison Harrison reached the top of the stairs, the sounds of the
father and son discussion fading in the distance.  Turning right, she
headed in the direction of Andrea's bedroom; logically, it would be
the place she'd go to have a private conversation.  Like her husband,
Allison was worried about this
nonsense with Dale.  If Kendra could shed some light on the solution,
then perhaps it would be best to hear of it first hand.

Reaching her destination, Allison took a breath before tapping lightly
on the door.  For long seconds, there was no immediate response, so
she tapped again, not wanting to interrupt but needing to know
everything was going all right for her daughter.

When no response was forthcoming, Allison turned away from the door;
she was pretty sure Andrea would have used her old room!  As she took
a step towards Adam's room, she heard Andrea's voice, muffled by the
heavy oak door.  Placing her hand on the ornate door knob, Allison
turned it, giving the door a push.  It responded by opening silently,
a tribute to Roger Harrison's attention to squeaky hinges.
Cautiously, Allison stuck her head into the room.

*   *   *

"Oh, God!  Yes!  Ooh, I love it!  Please don't stop!"  Andrea thrashed
wildly under the relentless assault of Kendra's more than experienced
tongue and lips.  If there was any doubt about the right or wrong of
this, it had long since taken a much deserved hike!  Face contorted,
Andrea flashed a decidedly feral look at the heavenly creature God had
sent to free her who was, at this moment, causing a most scrumptious
rush of orgasmic pleasure to weave its way amongst her nerve fibers.

"Oh, shit, Kenny!  Do it again!  Oh, fuck!"

Kendra grinned against the writhing flesh, happy to bring her
sister-in-law so much love and pleasure.  One slender finger
insinuated itself into Andrea's fleshy sheath, which was slowly joined
by another.  Then another.  Hell, why not add another?

Andrea screamed soundlessly as the last finger made its way into her
sopping wet cunt.  The pain was sharp and sweet as the four finger
worked their way deeper into her before spreading as wide as they
could.  A massive, paralyzing orgasm of epic proportions took that
moment to land on her.

Real hard.

Swirling baubles of bright lights danced beneath Andrea's eyelids as
the pleasure continued to jump on her.  Her hips bucked out of control
and her whole body felt as if someone had plugged her pussy into the
nearest electrical socket.

Shorted out and drained, Andrea's body relaxed.  Kendra gently removed
her hand and absently licked it clean while listening to the husky
allure of Andrea's once-labored breathing.  Satisfied, Kendra sat up
and stretched, feeling the glow of her own orgasms gained while
pleasuring Andrea. Continuing her stretching, Kendra turned her
head...

And found Allison Harrison standing in the open door.

Allison could hardly believe the scene spread out before her!  Andrea
- her own flesh and blood - being tended to by - gasp! - her
daughter-in-law!  Shocked and most definitely repulsed by the activity
taking place in - shudder - her own home, Allison just knew something
had to be done to stop this. She moved toward the bed - and stopped
dead in her tracks just as Andrea's mouth opened.

Experience told Allison her daughter was caught up in one hellacious
orgasm as Andrea continued her silent scream until she finally relaxed
and lay breathing heavily on the bed.  Allison found herself
transfixed and suddenly very excited as she watched Kendra remove her
hand and slowly lick Andrea's juices from her fingers.  Allison's
nipples hardened as she watched Kendra's tongue
languidly devoured every precious drop of musky, tangy dew before
stretching like a cat.

Allison felt her excitement growing despite herself.  Like Andrea, sex
between women was something which just wasn't done; yet, she felt
herself drawn by some strange magnetism.  About to lose control of
things, Allison wanted so very badly to just be able to turn and go
back the way she came.  Just as the thought crossed her mind - but
before she could act on it - Kendra turned in her direction, locking
her hazel-brown eyes onto Allison's black ones.

"This is how a deer feels," Allison thought as she found herself
looking back into those expressive eyes.  She could feel Kendra
looking into her without a hint of emotion.  Well, this really wasn't
true, was it?  There was something there, something enticing and
alluring, something she couldn't quite put words to.

Kendra returned her mother-in-law's gaze, feeling neither fear nor
concern at being caught.  Instead, her ever-present calm was firmly in
place, as usual.  The two women looked at each other for what seemed
to be an hour before Kendra felt it time to break the silence.

"Mrs.  Harrison."

Allison blinked at hearing her name, feeling as if she'd been drugged.
Feeling weak-kneed, she sat on the edge of the bed, taking a long
moment to collect her ragged thoughts before turning to Kendra.

"I want to know one thing.  Why?"  Allison nodded in Andrea's
direction.

"This wasn't supposed to happen, Mrs.  Harrison," Kendra said.  "We
were sitting here talking about her problems with Dale when she
started crying." 

"I suppose she would," Allison said with a calm she didn't really
didn't have.  "That boy has been nothing but trouble for her from day
one.  I just don't understand how things got to this point."

Kendra nodded before continuing.  "I held her and, well, things got a
little out of hand.  I tried to talk her out of going any further, but
she wouldn't hear of it."

Allison's eyes went wide with surprise.  "You mean to tell me my
Andrea started all of this?  I don't believe it!"

"Believe it, Mother."

Allison and Kendra turned to look at Andrea, who was just now getting
to an upright position.  "Before I say anything else," Andrea said,
"Kendra, I have to thank you for what you did for me."

"Hmpf," grunted Allison.  "That's a hell of a way to help someone!  At
least you could have come and talked to me about it!"

Andrea turned to face Allison.  "Oh, Mother, be quiet.  What would you
have done?  Suggest I leave Dale and move back in here with you and
Dad?  That's no solution and we both know it."

Kendra felt a bit uneasy as she listened to mother and daughter; this
kind of stuff didn't happen at home.  However, Kendra understood not
all homes were like the one she grew up in.

Allison's voice fairly dripped disgust.  "You may be right, young
lady, but at least I wouldn't have stooped to something like this." 

"And you want to know why I spent all my time away from home."

Kendra decided it was time to get dressed and leave.  Rising, she
started to pick up her clothing."

"Don't move," Allison commanded.  "I want to know why you allowed this
to happen - and in my home!"

Always one to speak her mind, Kendra turned to her mother-in-law, a
picture of calm.  "I realize you may be thinking horrible things about
me right now.  However I make no apologies for what happened here
today and for good two reasons.  One, Andrea needed to be comforted.
Two, because she's family and I love her."

"Oh, really?  I suppose if I fell into your arms crying, you'd comfort
me in the same manner."

"Yes, if it was what you wanted."

"Do I look like a lesbian?"

"Such a harsh word," Kendra chided.  "Do I look like one?  Does your
daughter?" 

Allison wasn't ready for the answer Kendra provided.  And, she
noticed, Andrea had moved closer to Kendra, lending her support.  She
also had to admit the two women were, ah, exciting in their nakedness.

"So, I'm supposed to act like nothing happened?"  Allison was
beginning to run out of effective arguments, feeling her own emotions
misbehaving.  What was going on here?

"No, Mother," Andrea said.  "What happened here just might save things
between Dale and I."  She placed a hand on Kendra's thigh.  "As well
as giving me a chance to know my sister-in-law better.  If I'm right,
I know just how to change things for the better."

"Allison," Kendra said, taking the older woman's hand.  "What happened
here today was all about love and togetherness.  I'm sure Andrea will
go home to Dale and screw his brains out, just as I will with Adam."

Allison looked at the hand upon hers then into the face of the owner.
"I don't know about this; it isn't right."

"When it comes to love, everything is right, Allison.  You just have
to believe."  Kendra spoke the words with deep conviction.

Andrea sighed, taking her mother's free hand.  "Mother, there's
nothing you can do about it.  It's done and over with now - please let
it go."

Allison made one last attempt to seize control over this situation.
"What would your father say?" 

Andrea wrapped an arm around Kendra, pulling her closer.  "Wanna go
ask him?"

Allison's mouth fell open with an audible click.  "You can't be
serious.  He'd have a stroke!"

"Probably."  Andrea giggled at the mental image of her father walking
into the room, seeing daughter and daughter-in-law stark naked.  "He'd
shit a gold brick!"

Allison took a very deep, much needed breath, knowing she should be
angrier than Hell - and finding she could accept this truth.  Freeing
her hands (with great reluctance), she made a show of straightening
her blouse.

"I'm going back downstairs before your father really does come up
here.  Kendra, you and Andrea obviously know something I don't - I
just hope it's the right thing for everyone."

Standing and heading for the door, Allison looked back at Kendra and
Andrea.  Part of her didn't want to leave; there was something magical
taking place here.  To her surprise, Allison found she wanted to be a
part of it.  But not now.  Without another word, Allison opened the
door and stepped into the hallway.

Alone, Andrea looked at Kendra.  "Wow.  I thought she'd have a fit!  I
wonder why she didn't?" 

Kendra leaned over, letting her lips brush against the silken
smoothness of Andrea's cheek.  "I know why."

Andrea's eyes closed as Kendra continued to kiss her face.  "Tell me."

"Later.  Right now, I want to get to know you better.  Lie back..."

*   *   *

"Dad, you just don't understand what's going on here!"  Adam's
frustration continued to grow as he paced the room.

"Why don't you explain it to me?"  Roger remained seated, a smug,
confident look plastered across his features.

Adam exhaled loudly.  "It's simple, Dad.  I live with my wife's family
because I want to.  How many times do I have to tell you?"

"As many times as I have to tell you a married man should have his own
house."

"Roger.  Leave the boy alone."

Roger and Adam turned toward the sound of Allison's voice as she
descended the staircase.  "He's a grown man and can do whatever the
hell he wants to.  It's his life and perhaps you need to give him a
chance to live it his way."

Roger's jaw unhinged.  Allison hadn't exactly shouted nor had she
raised her voice; however, both men knew Allison meant business.  She
sat, motioning for Adam to join her.  "Your father means well, of
course; he comes from the old way of doing things."

"Mom..."

"Hush, child.  You are your own man.  Behave like one."  Turning to
her husband, Allison's face grew stern.

"And you need to back off and give the boy his space.  He's got
decisions to make about his life and he can't make them with you
interfering in his affairs.  If he wants your advice, I'm sure he'll
ask for it."

Roger sat back in his seat, not believing what he was hearing.
Momentarily numb and truly at a loss for words, he asked, "Is Andrea
okay?"

Allison's face softened slightly at the question.  "Andrea is just
fine now she's got a chance to talk to someone about her troubles,
someone who will listen without putting their two cents in."

Roger recoiled as if slapped, exactly the reaction Allison had hoped
for.  Deep inside, Allison felt somehow liberated and at peace with
herself.

Adam cleared his throat before speaking.  "Mom, Dad, there's no need
for us to argue about this.  I know what I have to do and why."  He
paused for only a moment.  "Where's Kendra?"

"Upstairs with your sister.  They should be down in a moment."
Allison's words couldn't have been better planned for as she spoke,
Kendra and Andrea descended the stairs, both women looking radiant and
happy.

"Darling," Kendra spoke.  "Andrea's coming home with us for dinner, if
you don't mind."

Adam looked at Kendra then his sister at once understanding what had
happened.  Adam looked at his mother who imperceptibly nodded her
head.

"No, I don't mind at all."  Adam turned to hug his mother.  "Mom,
thanks for having us over.  We'll stay in touch and let you know who
things are developing with the baby."  Standing, he went to where his
father continued to sit, the stunned expression written on his face.

"Dad, you may not agree with me on these things, but I know what I'm
doing.  Just as I trusted you when I was younger, you'll have to trust
me now."

Having said that, everyone gathered their things and left.  Roger
could only watch as son, daughter, and daughter-in-law passed through
the doorway.  As the sound of their cars faded into the distance,
Roger turned and looked at his wife.  "What in the name of God was
that about?"

Allison looked lost in thought as she remembered the scene she
stumbled upon.  "Nothing you'd understand," she answered.  She smiled,
knowing her path and Kendra's would cross again.

"Nothing you'd understand."


Part V, Chapter Fifteen

Ellie sat up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.  Spread out
before her, Devon watched his sister clean away the remnants of his
seed with love and amusement.

"Mmm, that was tasty."

"You like the way I taste?"

In answer to his question, Ellie lowered her head, flicking her tongue
across the sensitive head of Devon's maleness, grinning when he
flinched at the touch.

"Hey!  Take it easy!" Devon complained half-heartedly.  "Last time I
looked, it was still attached, though you did your best to rearrange
things."

Ellie settled into the crook of Devon's arms, breathing in his heady
male scent.  "Oh, you're complaining now?  I can stop, you know."

Devon hugged his sister closer for a long moment before replying.
"You know I'm not complaining.  It's just even after all these years,
you can still wow me with your intensity."

"I love you, silly - why wouldn't I give you my very best?"  Devon's
reply was cut short by the sound of the front door opening.

"Mom?  Dad?  We're home and we've got company with us."

Devon and Ellie smiled at the combined announcement and warning, which
meant "put your clothes on and stop acting like a couple of horny
teenagers long enough to be civil to our guest."

"We'll be down in a moment, Kenny.  Make your guest comfortable and
welcome."  Devon playfully slapped Ellie's still-firm bottom.  "Come
on, woman.  Can't keep company waiting."

"Oh, all right.  Damn!  What happened to the good old days when you
could screw all day without being interrupted?"

Devon laughed while slipping into his shirt.  "Beats the hell out of
me.  Let's go."

Minutes later, Devon and Ellie stepped into the living room.  Finding
it empty, they followed the sound of voices into the kitchen where
Kendra, Adam and - goodness -Andrea sat.  The trio had steaming mugs
in front of them.  Adam looked up at their approach and waved for them
to join the group.

"Mom, Dad, you remember my sister, Andrea?"  Adam said by way of
introduction.

Ellie extended her hand to Andrea.  "Of course I remember!  How have
you been?"

"Fine, thank you," Andrea answered while clasping Ellie's hand in her
own for a moment before accepting Devon's hand.

"It's good to see you again, Andrea," Devon said.  "What brings you to
our neck of the woods?"

Kendra looked her parents.  "I invited Andrea over for dinner, You
know, to spend some time with us."

Little warning lights went off inside Devon's head.  Obviously, there
was something more here.  Keeping his surprise from reaching the
surface, Devon replied, "I see.  Doesn't sound like a bad idea, does
it El?"

Ellie had the same look on her face as Devon, meaning she also had
some thoughts about what may have brought this on.  "Sounds great to
me!  After all, we don't know very much about Andrea and it'll give us
a chance to get acquainted."

Kendra leaned over to Adam and said, sotto voice, "See?  I told you
they wouldn't object."

Adam reached into his pocket and withdrew a five dollar bill.  "Here's
your blood money.  I feel like I've been hustled."

Andrea looked at her brother.  "What was that about?"

Smiling triumphantly, Kendra turned toward Andrea.  "He bet me five
dollars Mom and Dad would object to your staying.  I won."

Andrea looked at her brother.  "You never did know when to go with the
sure thing."

Adam looked at Kendra.  "Oh, I don't know about that.  Looks like I've
got a pretty sure thing right here."  He patted Kendra's hand
affectionately.

"I'll say," Andrea muttered as she remembered the day's earlier
events.

"Well, now that we've got this settled," Ellie said, "Kenny, will you
come help me get the guest room prepared?"

"Sure, Mom.  Will you excuse me?"

"Guest room?" Andrea asked.  "Am I staying longer than just dinner?"

Kendra stopped in the doorway.  "I didn't think you'd mind spending
the weekend, particularly after our conversation."

Andrea felt a flush of warmth course through her as she ran through
her options.  Dale was away on business and, honestly, the thought of
spending another night alone didn't appeal to her.  Andrea frowned.
"What do I do for clothes?"

"Don't worry about it - we can go over to your place later if you
want.  If not, I'm sure we can find something for you to wear."

Okay, I accept your invitation!"

"Great!  I'll come back for you in a few minutes and get you settled
in!"

"Thanks, Kenny."

"Think nothing of it," Kendra said sweetly.

"Kendra!  I need a hand up here!" Ellie called.

"On my way, Mom!"  Waving, Kendra disappeared.

*   *   *

Ellie was opening the drapes, allowing the sunlight to stream into the
room when Kenny finally joined her.  "It's about time you got here."

"Sorry, Mom.  I was clearing up some last minute details."

"Uh-huh.  Check the bathroom and make sure the towels are there and
clean, will you."

"Sure thing," Kendra said, skipping into the bathroom.

Ellie busied herself with the bed for a few moments before calling out
to Kendra.  "What happened between you and Andrea?"

Kendra stuck her head out the bathroom door, having the good grace to
look embarrassed.  "I loved her."

"Why?"

Kendra looked thoughtful for a second before answering.  "It seemed
like the right thing to do.  She's so sad and lonely right now."

Ellie rolled her eyes, looking at the ceiling.  "I can understand your
compassion, honey, but I'm not sure making love to Andrea was the
smart thing to do."

Kendra stepped from the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Mom, I didn't intend for it to happen.  She needed comforting and one
thing led to another."

Ellie nodded, understanding the situation.  "I'm wondering if it was
worth the risk of exposure."

"Perhaps," Kendra said.  "Even though thing happened quickly, I really
didn't think there was much of a risk."

"Oh?  Why not?"

Kendra smiled.  "She is family, after all."

"True enough.  Okay, you've explained what happened.  Would you care
to explain why you invited Andrea here?"

Kendra's voice took on a more serious tone.  "She needs our guidance
to help her with some problems she and Dale are having."

The yellow alert which had been flashing in Ellie's mind instantly
changed to red.  "What are you proposing?"

"That Andrea sees firsthand how we get along with each other.  It
wouldn't help her much if someone just told her how well we live
together; Andrea has to see it for herself."

"You're right, of course," Ellie agreed.  "However, she may see more
than what anyone has bargained for."

Kendra shrugged.  "She's family and, unless I'm wrong, all things are
applicable."

Ellie had to stop and think about this.  Within the family, their way
of life was an accepted norm, one which was never argued or debated.
The philosophy covered one and all, without exception.  Still, there
was a measure of common sense which had to be applied.  For example,
one didn't take out a full page ad in the local newspaper declaring
one's love for their family members and include all the juicy details.

"One more question, then you can show Andrea the room.  What if she
can't deal with our version of love?  It could hurt her more than
help."

A smile tugged at the corners of Kendra's full mouth.  "You had the
same concern about Adam and he survived it."

"He did at that.  Okay, we'll just have to see what happens."

*   *   *

Adam and Andrea were out behind the house, exploring the wooded area
which led to the lake.

"Jesus," Andrea exclaimed.  "They own all of this?"  Adam nodded.

"This, the lake and a lot of the land on the other side of the lake.
Dr. Williams has done well for himself and the family over the years.
Look over here."

Andrea turned in the desired direction and found herself looking at
the lake, which was framed with trees bearing the bright colors of
early fall.  "What am I looking at?"

Adam drew closer to his sister, pointing across the lake and up.  "See
that house up there?"

"Yeah?"

"That's where Lorne lives.  Pretty nice, huh?"

Andrea whistled.  "I'd say nice is a poor choice of words.  They must
have a spectacular view of the whole valley from there."

"They do, trust me."  Adam's voice had grown strangely quiet - and
Andrea noticed it.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Oh, nothing.  Just remembering something."

"What?"  Facing her brother, Andrea could see he was clearly
embarrassed - Adam's coloring had darkened noticeably and he was doing
everything he could to avoid eye contact with Andrea.  "Come on, spill
it!"

"Well," Adam started, shuffling his feet.  "This is where I lost my
virginity."  He pointed to one spot in particular and Andrea noticed
the man-made box nestled under one large tree.

Andrea stepped away from Adam, making her way over the indicated spot.
Stopping, she turned back in the direction of the lake.  It took only
a moment to grasp the reason for his predicament.  She turned, barely
hiding her amusement.

"They saw it all, didn't they?  This is the only angle where you can
see into this place - the trees make it impossible from anywhere
else."  Andrea studied her surroundings closely before glancing in the
direction of the large house on the other side of the lake.

"I'll be damned!  They could have watched the whole thing with
binoculars or a telescope."  Adam looked like he wished he were
invisible.

"Seems like your in-laws are some kinky people!"  Andrea laughed as
she returned to her brother's side, running her fingers playfully
through his hair.  "I wish I could have seen your face when you found
out they had been watching."

Adam chuckled, remembering the look.  "We had made love for, oh, about
the third or fourth time when Kenny turned toward the house and waved.
She turned and pointed to me, telling me to wave.  I thought she had
lost her mind or something, but I did it just the same."

Andrea was near hysterics as she asked, "When did you think to ask her
about it?"  Clearly, she was enjoying this moment.

"We were on our way back to the main house when I asked her why we
were waving.  When she told me it was to let her parents know we were
okay, I realized they must have been watching the whole thing."

Andrea gave up trying to conceal her laughter, the image of her rather
embarrassed brother firmly fixed in her mind.  She leaned against him
to support herself.

Adam held his sister as the fit of laughter ran its course, feeling
comfortable in the closeness.  Before his initiation into the family
way of loving, this would have been a very awkward moment for him.
Feeling the firm softness of Andrea's breasts against his chest as she
laughed herself silly, Adam could feel the beginnings of his lust
stirring, his cock quickly growing hard between them.  Andrea felt it,
too, the unexpected feeling putting an end to her mirth.  She pushed
away from her brother, a look of shock on her lovely features.

"Whoa!  What is this?" she asked, nodding at the bulge in Adam's
pants.

Adam blushed, more out of embarrassment than shame.  "Sorry, Sis.  I
guess I kinda forgot myself for a moment."

"I'd say you did."  Andrea walked a short distance away from Adam
before turning to look at him.  Not overly tall yet slimly muscular...
Yeah, she could see what Kendra saw in him, especially the imprint
just a bit south of his belt buckle.

Adam regarded his sister, taking in her beauty.  Slightly taller than
Kendra, firm pouting breasts and not quite the classic hourglass
figure with neatly kept auburn hair framing her oval face - Adam
decided Dale was six kinds of a fool not to appreciate how beautiful
and sensual a woman Andrea was.

"Tell me something, Adam."

Andrea's voice brought Adam back from his erotic examination.  "What
do you want to know?"

"We haven't always been the best of friends, but you were always a
good listener."  Adam nodded in agreement, wondering where all this
was going.

"Tell me what's on your mind, Andrea.  Is it Dale?"

At the mention of her husband's name, Andrea looked at Adam, shaking
her head.  "No.  Well, it has something to do with him, but not
directly."

Adam held up a hand.  "Hold on for a moment, will you?"  Crossing over
to the storage box, Adam fiddled with the combination lock for a
moment before opening the box.  Reaching inside, he withdrew two
folding camp stools, carrying them over to where Andrea was standing.
He opened one, motioning for his sister to sit before sitting himself.

"Okay, this is better.  Now, take your time and tell me what the deal
is."

Andrea waited a few seconds before responding.  "Something happened to
me today, something unexpected and wonderful.  You know Dale and I
have been having some problems?"  Adam nodded.

"Good.  Then it shouldn't surprise you I've filed for a divorce."

"No, it doesn't.  Andrea, what does Dale have to do with what happened
to you?"

"Everything and nothing, Adam.  Before today, I didn't have a clue
about what I was going to do with my life after Dale and I go our own
way."

"And now?"

Andrea smiled.  "Now?  Suddenly, I've got this feeling about what I
want to do.  What surprises me is how I came to feel this way.  It's
really weird; you think you know yourself and someone comes along and
shows you a side you never knew existed."

"You've met someone else?"

Andrea's smile grew wider.  "Oh, yes.  I most certainly have."

"Then it's all good, right?"  Adam wasn't sure of Andrea's thoughts,
but if she's met someone else, well, then things must be okay.

"I'm hoping," Andrea continued, "that it will work out for me and my
new love."

"Anybody I know?"  Adam watched his sister blush deeply.

"That's the hard part, Adam.  It is someone you know."

Adam went fishing by asking, "Is this what you and Kenny were talking
about?"  Andrea's blush deepened.

"We talked, yes."  At first, Adam frowned at Andrea's enigmatic answer
before his mind put two and two together.

"Oh, shit!  Andrea, did Kenny make love to you?"

If Andrea could turn any redder, she would be a stop light.  "I'm
sorry, Adam.  Things just happened so quickly!  One moment she was
holding me because I was upset and crying - she felt so warm and soft!
The next thing I know, she had me out of my clothes and into orbit."
Andrea looked at Adam, expecting him to go ballistic at this news.
Instead, Adam smiled, as if he understood.

"Kenny does have a certain... something about her, doesn't she?  She's
really hard to resist."

Andrea was pleased and confused at the same time.  "Your wife and I
made love this afternoon!  Aren't you concerned or angry or
something?"

"Should I be?  I don't see what the big deal is, Andrea.  You got
seduced by your sister-in-law; what's so bad about it?"

"For one," Andrea began hotly, "This is your wife we're talking about.
And, I've never done anything like this before."

Adam continued to smile.  "And you want more of Kenny."  Quietly,
Andrea admitted the truth, more to herself than to Adam.

"Yes.  In that one moment, I think I fell in love with your wife.
I've never felt anything like it before."  Andrea paused for a moment,
trying to get a grip on her runaway emotions.  "You must think me some
kind of nut."

Adam reached cross the distance between them to take Andrea's hand.
"No, I don't think you're crazy.  And, just so you'll know, I don't
have a problem with what happened between you and Kenny."

Andrea looked at her brother with a fresh perspective; clearly, this
wasn't the same guy she had grown up with.  "Answer a question for
me?"

"Sure."

"What's up with your friend there?"  Andrea waved a hand at Adam's
still noticeable erection.  "If I didn't know better, I would swear
you were having some unsavory thoughts about me."

"You wanna hear something?" Adam asked.

"What?"

"I was having unsavory thoughts about you."

"Huh?"

"When we were standing there and I was holding you, I was thinking
about how nice it would be to fuck you."  Adam shrugged, feeling a
Kendra-like calm flowing over him.  Andrea, on the other hand, was
anything but calm.

"You wanted to what?  You can't fuck me - I'm your sister!"

"So?  What's your point?"

"My point?"  Andrea was exasperated.  "We're brother and sister,
dummy!"  Even through her amazement at Adam's proclamation, Andrea
felt a surge of excitement.  In a funny way, it was nice to have your
brother think of you as a woman.

"For those who didn't hear me, I'll repeat myself.  What's your point,
Andrea?"  Adam was enjoying every moment of his sister's confusion.

"Well, what would your wife say?"

"Kenny would pat me on my ass and tell me to stick it to you good,
that's what she'd say."

"Oh, you're telling me your wife wouldn't bat an eye?  I don't believe
it!"

"Really?  You wanna go ask her?  Andrea, I don't know why you're
acting like this.  You were honest about what you told me; why
shouldn't I be honest with you?  Hell, did you happen to notice I
didn't get upset with your news?"

Andrea had to admit Adam had a point there; however, before she could
respond, the conversation was interrupted by a chirping sound.  Adam
reached into his shirt pocket and removed the small cellular phone.
"Yeah?  Oh, hi babe.  No, we're okay."  Adam listened for a moment.
"Okay.  We'll be on our way in a second."

Adam folded the phone and returned it to his pocket.  "That was Kenny.
Dinner's ready - we should head back to the house.  Hand me the stool,
will you?"

As Andrea folded the stool and handed it to Adam, she said "Don't
think you're off the hook on this one - this conversation is far from
over."

Adam turned to Andrea, a thoughtful look on his handsome face and
extended his hand.  When Andrea took it, he tugged gently, enough to
bring her into his embrace.  Before she could react, Adam kissed her
fully and deeply, sliding his tongue between her full lips.

Andrea reacted instinctively to Adam's kiss, her arms closing around
his muscular body.  She felt a rush of weakness as she returned the
kiss, suddenly remember who she was melting under.  Finding a bit of
resolve, Andrea disengaged herself from Adam with mixed emotions.  One
part of her was angry with her brother's boldness while the woman in
her had been set aflame by the forbidden contact.

"You're right, Andrea," Adam said huskily.  "This is far from over.
Let's go..."  He headed off in the direction of the house with a dazed
Andrea following a short distance behind him.


Part V, Chapter Sixteen

Andrea lay in bed wide awake.  Although it had been a physically
tiring day (not to mention emotionally), she found herself unable to
sleep.  Dinner had been, well, interesting, even though Andrea
couldn't remember what she'd eaten.  Her thoughts had been occupied
with her experience with Kendra earlier in the day and the discussion
with Adam.  All during the meal, Andrea stole
glances at Kendra, drinking in her beauty and feeling the sinful,
lusty emotions the exotic woman instilled in her.  From the sultry,
sexy Kendra, her gaze would land on her brother.  What had happened to
him?  Once shy and reserved, he now exuded sexuality.  His kiss had
done more than surprise Andrea...

In the relative quiet of the guest room, Andrea listened to the sounds
around her.  The gentle rustling of the night wind through the trees
just outside the window was soothing, yet provided little comfort to
the edgy Andrea.  "God," she whispered.  "What is wrong with me?  My
husband treats me like shit, my sister-in-law seduces me, and now my
brother wants to fuck me!"  Andrea frowned at the turn of events in
her life.

Finding no answers from above forthcoming, Andrea sighed in
frustration.  She rose from the comfortable bed and went into the
bathroom.  Turning on the light, Andrea looked at her reflection in
the mirror, seeing what the inability to rest was doing to her
features.  Andrea turned on the water
and let it run until it was warm before splashing the soothing liquid
over her face.

Feeling better, Andrea began drying her face on the towel when she
heard something.  Looking about the room and hearing nothing, Andrea
shrugged and finished her task, chalking it up to her imagination.
Placing the towel back on the bar, Andrea turned off the light and was
about to leave the bathroom when she heard the sound again, louder
this time and definitely coming from the other side of a door she
hadn't noticed.  Curious, Andrea went over to the door - the sounds
were definitely coming from the other side!  Cautiously, she grasped
the doorknob and turned it, hearing the catch disengage with a soft
click.

The door opened on silent hinges.  Andrea poked her head through the
opening and found herself looking into a darkened room similar to the
one she occupied.  The sounds were coming from her right and she cast
her eyes in that direction, thankful they had adjusted to the
darkness.

Andrea's quiet breathing nearly stopped in her chest.  Before her on
the bed, two figures moved in a sexual ballet.  In addition to the
grunts and groans which led her to this scene, Andrea could hear the
squishy, liquid sounds of joined bodies.

Blinking, Andrea could make out a dark-skinned woman on top, her body
undulating with an almost snake-like ease, her hands massaging
moderately large breasts.  Beneath her came the unmistakable sounds of
a man in total ecstasy.  A burst of excitement ran through Andrea as
she realized she had
stumbled upon a couple making love.  Forcing her eyes to focus against
the darkness, Andrea could see Ellie Williams riding the hell out of
the guy under her, which identified the man as Kenny's father..

Andrea's curiosity deepened as she remembered the master bedroom was
on the other side of the house!  Kendra had, during Andrea's tour,
made a point of showing the tastefully appointed room. Mentally
shrugging, Andrea figured it was their house and they could screw
anywhere they damn well pleased.

Except for one thing.  The hand which reached up to pinch Ellie's
nipple was much lighter in color. Besides herself, there was only one
other person in the house with skin that light...

"Adam...," Andrea whispered.  "My God..."

*   *   *

Ellie was enjoying herself as she took Adam to greater heights of
passion, riding his blood-engorged manhood for all she was worth.
Beneath her, Adam had his eyes closed and a grimace of pain/pleasure
flickered across his face as Ellie clamped well-trained vaginal
muscles around him.  Ellie knew he was close, plunging herself deeper
onto him repeatedly when she heard Andrea's whispered exclamation.
Leaning forward, Ellie made a show of shaking her long black hair,
using the movement to glance towards the doorway.

There she was - mouth open, eyes wide.  Ellie decided it was time to
give Andrea something to look at.  Seductively, Ellie ground her hips
downward in slow, wide circles one last time before releasing the
slickened shaft from her velvet embrace.  Adam groaned with
disappointment as the warmth was removed from him, his hips flailing
at empty air.

Ellie used a hand to grasp Adam's cock.  Licking her lips in an
exaggerated show of hunger, Ellie covered Adam's thrusting member with
her mouth, delighting in the taste of their combined fluids.  Slowly,
she swallowed him until her nose was buried in Adam's nest of brown
pubic hair, holding him
deep within her throat for long seconds before withdrawing.  Ellie's
hand slid along Adam's hardness until a drop of pre-cum oozed from the
slit of his cock, which she greedily licked away with a flick of her
tongue.

Andrea watched the display before her with a mixture of disgust and
excitement.  Imagine!  Her own brother fucking his mother-in-law!
Yet, Andrea couldn't deny the tingle of excitement which flowed
through her, hardening her nipples and starting a flow of juices
running down her legs.  Andrea knew she should step away from the
scene before her, go back to bed and try to put things in their proper
place.  However, she was frozen in place, unable - and unwilling - to
move. 

Ellie was taking perverse pleasure in teasing both Adam and Andrea,
swirling her tongue around the darkening knob of Adam's maleness.
After licking away yet another drop of liquid love, Ellie tilted her
head toward the open doorway.

"You may as well join us, Andrea.  You can't have any fun standing
there watching unless you're into that sort of thing."  Adam raised
his head at Ellie's announcement to find his sister watching with rapt
attention.

"Oh, shit," Adam murmured.

"Relax, Adam," Ellie said, placing a hand on his chest to keep him
where he was.  "It's her choice, just as it was yours to make."
Turning back to Andrea, Ellie waved her to join them.  "Kenny told me
you wanted to know the secret to her happiness.  Now's you chance to
learn for yourself."

Shocked into motion by the invitation, Andrea stepped into the
bedroom, her temper flaring.  "Let me get this straight.  You are in
here, fucking my brother behind your daughter's back and you want me
to join you?  You must be out of your fucking mind!"

Ellie fixed Andrea with a calm, yet penetrating, look.  "First of all,
darling, I am not fucking him behind anyone's back.  Secondly, my mind
is doing very well, thank you."  Ellie gaze flicked to Adam's
erection, kept in place with some expertly applied pressure.
"Besides, there's more than
enough man for both of us, wouldn't you say?"  Having said her piece,
Ellie returned to her labor of love.

Andrea watched as the older Black woman ran a very pink tongue along
the length of her brother's cock, seeing Adam's reaction as he gave in
to the pleasures offered by Ellie.  Her conscious mind rambled with
thoughts of utter disgust with the act taking place before her.  Deep
in the back of Andrea's mind, however, plans were being hatched, dark,
sinister, and lusty.

A low, urgent voice whispered unthinkable things to her, placing
visions of having that magnificent, forbidden erection between her own
lips in the front of her, subtly replacing every reason why she
shouldn't.

The voice asked, "Don't you have needs which aren't being tended to?
How long has it been since you've had a long, hard cock inside you,
spreading you wide?"  Andrea blinked and shook her head to clear the
tempting visions from her head, not wanting to give in to the desire
because it was so very wrong.

"Wrong?" the voice teased.  "If this is so wrong, why are you so hot
and wet?"  Andrea had to admit it was a damned good question.  She
shut her eyes against the sight of Ellie sucking Adam's balls one at a
time; however, she couldn't shut off her hearing as Adam moaned in
obvious delight.  "Look, sweetie," the voice said.  "Either lead,
follow, or get the fuck out of the way, okay?  Make up your mind
already!"

Andrea took a deep breath hoping to clear her mind once and for all,
only to have the heady, sharp perfume of sex assail her which, along
with the maddening voice in her head, whispered promises of sweet,
soul searing passion.

Andrea's eyelids fluttered open - along with her mouth.  Somehow,
during the argument with herself, she had moved closer to the two
lovers on the bed.  From where she now stood, she could make out the
glistening strands of saliva clinging delicately to Adam's cock, as
well as the tongue which was applying it.  She could also make out
Adam's lust-filled rambling as he pleaded for Ellie to continue.
Another look and Andrea could make out the heart-shaped head of her
brother's phallus - dark as a plum and oh, so inviting!

Another blink.  Andrea could now make out the shape of each vein which
ran along the thickened length, pulsing with a life of their own under
the tawny grip of Ellie's hand.  A simple movement of the wrist by
Ellie revealed the slightly distended opening at the tip of Adam's
maleness at which a single, clear drop of dew rested.  So clear, so
tempting just to flick out one's tongue and let the droplet rest
there, transmitting its salty essence to sensitive taste buds.

Andrea felt a trickle of saliva escape her parted lips, remembering
how a man's essence tasted fresh from the source.  It looked so good
just sitting there, only now beginning to dribble down the
blood-engorged head and collecting around the circular embrace of
Ellie's hand, which was now proffering the delicious morsel in her
direction.  Andrea blinked once more; this wasn't right but, damn it
all to hell, she was hot, horny and straight up in need.  Tossing her
fate to the wind, Andrea allowed her tongue to snap out and collect
her sinful dessert.

Ah...  So hot and tangy!  Like the sweetest of things of which one
cannot get enough of once tasted, Andrea fell to the business of
draining her brother dry.  Her mouth flowed over the spongy knob,
quickly removing very trace of stickiness with her tongue.  Her
distended lips ran into Ellie's fingers,
felt the cool stickiness on them and cleaned them as well.  Ellie
smiled and moved aside to allow Andrea full access to Adam.

Without losing her grip on Adam's shaft, Andrea quickly filled the
vacancy left by Ellie and returned to the task at hand.  Fully
consumed with lust, Andrea gave up on savoring the forbidden fruit,
opting to throw all caution to the wind, along with her eternal soul.
She increased the sucking motions along the length of Adam's cock, her
tongue playing a maddening tatoo on every inch of skin it could reach.

Through slitted eyes, Adam raised his head enough to catch a glimpse
of the she-demon attacking his cock.  A massive surge of fresh lust
flowed into him as he recognized the mane of brown hair bobbing atop a
head moving on him at a blistering pace.  Whatever control Adam had
learned deserted him as his sac tightened painfully, just before the
first spurt of love exploded from him.  "Oh, SHIT!" Adam roared as the
full force of his ejaculation beat on his senses, his body turning
into one gigantic, uncontrollable muscle spasm.
Andrea felt the first splash of come against the roof of her mouth,
took a deep breath, and sucked hard, creating a vacuum within the
confines of her rapidly filling mouth - and we all know what happens
when you introduce liquid into a vacuum, don't we?  Stream after
impossible stream of semen flowed into her mouth, making Adam feel as
if his sister were sucking the life from him.  Just as he though his
entire supply of seed had been exhausted, Andrea did the unexpected,
making a ring out of thumb and forefinger and gripping him hard.  Not
only did this stop the flow of sperm, it kept him hard - and painfully
so, as his moan indicated.

"Oh, no," Andrea growled.  "I'm not done with you yet, brother.  If my
ass is going to hell, I'm taking you with me."  Without releasing the
near painful grip on Adam tortured penis, Andrea turned to face Ellie.
"When I get on this fucker, you know what to do, right?"  Ellie's only
answer was to smile.  With her back to Adam, Andrea positioned herself
over the dark purple head of his cock and whispered, "God forgive me,"
just before plunging herself onto the waiting member, feeling the
thickness spread her as it quickly vanished into her wetness.

Once fully speared, Andrea exhaled loudly.  "Shit, this feels so
fucking good!"  Spreading her legs wider, she commanded to Ellie, "Do
your thing, woman!  Send me straight to hell!"

"With pleasure," Ellie said, quickly covering Andrea's very exposed
clitoris with her mouth and sucking it into a greater state of
hardness, feeling her victim shudder in sweet response.  Ellie teased
the swollen bud of flesh with lips, teeth and tongue, extracting peals
of lusty curses from Andrea.  And, for good measure, she applied a
lavish dose of raspy tongue to the exposed underside of Adam's cock
each time it escaped Andrea's velvety embrace.

Between the tightness of his sister's pussy and the insanity behind
Ellie's more than experienced tongue, Adam fell to his doom as his
cock once again swelled before coating Andrea's insides with love.

"THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!!"  Andrea just lost it, giving voice
to long unrealized pleasure as spurt after spurt splashed against her
raw insides, soothing the flames and, for the moment, putting out the
fire.  She hammered herself against Adam, the impact causing her
breasts to shake wildly.  Andrea reached down, pulling Ellie's face
tighter against her, rotating her hips
against the tongue which continued to flick and tease her clitoris.

All Adam could do was ride out Andrea's orgasmic storm as Ellie's
masterful mouth brought his sister right to the brink - and politely
kicked her to the point from which no return would ever be possible.
He could feel Andrea flooding his shaft and balls with hot, liquid
love; whatever Ellie wasn't catching ran down the crack of his
buttocks, causing quite a different sensation in itself. 

Andrea shuddered as the last of her orgasm cascaded through her,
leaving satisfaction in its wake - along with something else.  Still
trembling, Andrea rolled off Adam to lay panting beside him.  The rush
of orgasm was being replaced with a feeling of pure terror as the
realization of what she had
done, not to mention who was partially responsible for the quickly
fading warmth.

Ellie sat on ebon haunches to watch the inevitable explosion of
emotion she knew would be arriving shortly.  Idly, she licked her
lips, relishing the unique taste of male and female juices.  Her own
lust reminded her of its presence by hardening her nipples and
allowing a trickle of juice to flow from her.  Making a mental note to
resolve her own horniness in a few moments, she returned her attention
to Andrea and Adam.

Adam called out to his sister.  "Andy?  You okay over there?"  He
reached out, seeking her hand.  As Adam made contact with his sister's
cooling flesh, Andrea jerked away violently.

"Don't touch me!  Just leave me the hell alone!"

"Sis, we have to talk about this."  Adam kept the hurt from his voice
as best he could, knowing if Andrea picked up on it, the situation
would run out of control.

"There's nothing to talk about.  God, I feel so filthy!  My own
brother - how could I do such a terrible thing?"

"You didn't do anything you didn't want to do," said Ellie as she
placed a hand on Andrea's thigh, quite surprised when the other woman
didn't flinch or pull away.

"Oh, yeah?  That's easy for you to say; you never fucked your brother
before."  Guilt had Andrea in its grip and was squeezing her heart and
soul tightly in place while Confusion slapped her around.

"You sure about that, little girl?" Ellie asked, her voice dangerously
low.  "You've only had a tiny sample of what I've been through in my
life.  I hardly think one roll in the hay qualifies you as an expert
on the subject."

Andrea looked at Adam questioningly.  "What the fuck is she talking
about?"  Adam toyed his fingers, making a show of inspecting his
fingernails.  Andrea grabbed her brother's hands to get his full
attention.  "Answer me, damn you, before I lose my fucking mind!  What
is she talking about?"

Adam cleared his throat, looking toward Ellie who nodded.  Turning his
gaze onto Andrea he said, "Devon and Ellie are not just Kenny's mother
and father.  They're also brother and sister, Andrea.  I know this is
hard for you to hear - it was hard for me to listen to this when I was
told."

"You mean to tell me you knew about all this and still agreed to be a
part of this hideous sin?"  Andrea was incredulous.  "What the hell
were you thinking about?"

"I was thinking about my love for Kenny," Adam said before falling
silent, drawing a deadly look from his sister.

"That's it?  All you have to say is you did it out of love?  What a
crock of shit!"  Andrea burned with anger and, oh, yeah, shame as the
two emotions warred against each other for dominance.

Ellie's quiet voice reached Andrea's ears.  "You didn't think so a
moment ago, Andrea.  You were all too willing to work out your sexual
frustration on Adam's cock.  Would you have joined in if you didn't
love your brother?  Or do you make it a habit of jumping on the first
hard cock you come across?"

Andrea bridled at Ellie's statement, her face reddening with both
anger and shame, knowing the other woman's words had hit upon at least
a couple of truths.  "I'll have you know I don't make it a habit of
screwing anything with pants on," Andrea shot back heatedly.  "As for
the rest of it, things got a
little out of control."

Ellie remained unconvinced.  "I'm sorry; I shouldn't have implied such
a thing.  However, in control or not, you didn't seem to mind while
things were taking place.  It wasn't until after the fact your mind
objected."

Andrea hung her head as Ellie's words continued to echo in her mind.
True enough, the only thing which mattered was getting some relief;
that she found it while riding Adam's maleness didn't really matter.
Or did it?  Andrea could feel her eyes pooling with hot, salty tears
as the truth settled in to
stay a while.

"I don't know what to think right now, even though I have to admit
there is some truth to what you've said," Andrea admitted as her tears
spilled down her cheeks.  Adam fished around on the night stand until
he found the box of tissues.

"Andy, there's no reason for you to be ashamed of what happened," Adam
said as he dried his sister's face.  "If I've learned anything from
this, it's there's nothing wrong with showing your love for those
closest to you."  Adam reached up, gently stroking Andrea's face with
the back of fingertips.

"But, I never thought about you in sexual terms!  Oh, you're a great
looking guy and all, but you're still my brother."

"I have to admit to not thinking of you in those terms either," Adam
confessed.  "However, if this has done anything, it's shown me how
much I really love you."

Andrea felt a fresh flood of tears collecting.  "What are you saying?
How can you love me after I practically attacked you like some crazed
slut?"

Ellie moved closer to Andrea, taking her hands.  "Crazed, maybe.
Slut, well, the jury will have to deliberate on this one.  Still, what
does it matter?  Can't you see the main issues here are love and
happiness?"

"Love and happiness?"  Andrea's laugh contained a tinge of bitterness.
"I used to know what they were."

Ellie leaned closer, her lips brushing against Andrea's cheek.  "You
can get to know them again."

"How?  If you think I'm having a hard time dealing with this, how do
you think Dale will react?"  Andrea laughed.  "The boy will flip his
lid!"

"What does Dale have to do with this?" Adam asked.  "This isn't about
him at all."

"Then, how...?" Andrea couldn't see where this was going.

"You can rediscover love and happiness here with us, Sis," Adam
answered, letting his fingers trail along the contours of one breast.
"Just think of it!  No pressures, no hassles, no sense of being
obligated to Dale and his tyrannical ways.  Think of what it would be
like to be surrounded by people
whose main goal in life is to make and keep you happy!"

"Even if it mean screwing me until I couldn't see straight?"

"If that's what it takes, yes."  Ellie answered, following Adam's lead
by letting one manicured finger trace circles around Andrea's
hardening nipple.  "You can be sure your every need will be tended
to."

Andrea began to relax under the dual stimulation.  "What would Kenny
have to say about all of this?  I mean, he's my brother but he's is
also her husband.  It just doesn't seem right for me to, uh, take him
away from her."

"No chance of that, Andy," Adam answered.  "Believe me, Kenny wouldn't
see this as an intrusion on your part."

"Besides," Ellie added, "There are more than enough men - and women,
if you like - to go around."

"Huh?"

Adam grinned in the semi-darkness.  "Did you think your activities
would be limited to me alone?"

"Well... yes."

"Guess again, Andrea.  Certainly, Kenny will want to love you again.
It stands to reason the rest of the family will want a piece of your
cute ass as well!"

A vision of the entire Williams clan lined up before her popped into
Andrea's head.  "This is so hard to deal with.  I don't want to seem
like I'm some kind of sex maniac."

Ellie laughed softly, letting her fingers toy with Andrea's navel.
"Compared to the rest of us, you're pretty tame.  For now, that is."

"I can see how this could help me," Andrea said, changing the subject
while shifting her body slightly to allow Ellie better access to her
tummy.  "How does all of this help solve my problems with Dale?"

Ellie's warm breath felt good against Andrea's exposed flesh as she
answered.  "For one, you'll have a better idea about loving and being
loved.  Once you understand the way it's supposed to be, you can use
your knowledge to educate your husband."

Andrea laughed nervously, partially out of uncertainty of Dale's
compliance and mostly due to Adam's tongue on her nipple.  "Dale's one
of those men who figures it's a woman's place to put out on demand.
And then, it's his way or no way.  He could care less if I got what I
wanted just as long as he got his rocks off."

Adam stopped his oral inspection of his sister's nipple.  "Well, then,
your choice is a simple one.  You were planning to divorce him,
right?"  Andrea moaned an acknowledgment, a bit miffed at Adam for the
stoppage.

"Then you should go ahead and rid yourself of him."  Having said this,
Adam returned to his oral manipulation of Andrea's nipple.

Andrea's thinking was becoming fragmented by the mouth on her nipple
and the one approaching her rapidly heating center.  "Where will I go?
It's a safe bet he won't let me keep the house."

"You can stay here," Ellie said.  "We've got plenty of room, either
here or across the lake.  Raise your knees for me, will you?
Thanks..."

Andrea gasped as Ellie's tongue split her outer labia.  "I... I
wouldn't want to, um, impose on any of you.  Harder, please..."

Ellie's muffled reply was barely audible.  "No problem - on either
account.  Now, hold still..."

Any further discussion was deferred in favor of some in-depth,
nonverbal talks.  For the next hour, Andrea learned what it like to
love and be loved, openly and freely, with no holds barred as Adam and
Ellie took her to greater heights of passion.  As wave after wave of
pleasure crashed against the
shores of her soul, Andrea realized her two lovers asked nothing of
her in return.  Taking a break from the near-relentless assault on her
senses, Andrea watched as Adam moved within Ellie with long, sure
strokes.  Of equal interest was Ellie's acceptance of her son-in-law's
efforts as the older woman gave voice to each and every thrill sent
her way, literally clawing and cursing her way through orgasm after
orgasm.

Andrea felt, for lack of a better word, compelled to return the loving
feelings which had been so lavishly heaped upon her.  Recalling her
experience with Kendra, Andrea did her best to add to Ellie's pleasure
by alternately sucking and biting Ellie's nipples.  As Ellie cried out
in response, Andrea felt her confidence building, letting her tongue
trace lazy patterns down Ellie's torso until she got a bird's eye view
of hard maleness penetrating soft womanhood.

Andrea watched with rapt attention as the head of Adam's cock, pale in
contrast to Ellie's dark folds, withdrew until only the head remained
lodged within Ellie's sweet confines.  Emboldened by her newly found
sexual freedom, Andrea whispered, "Ellie, let him take you from behind
- I want to try
something."  Ellie's response was to groan with feigned
disappointment; nevertheless, she slid from under Adam, rolling to one
side.  Andrea quickly took Ellie's place but facing in the opposite
direction, spreading her legs high and wide.

Ellie smiled wickedly.  "I know what she wants, Adam.  Let's give it
to her!"  Ellie then straddled Andrea, covering the younger woman's
face with dark, damp, pussy before burying her own face between
Andrea's waiting thighs.  Adam positioned himself over Ellie's
uplifted backside, lingering just a moment to savor the sight of his
sister's tongue working at Ellie's engorged clitoris.  There being
other fish to fry, Adam slid back into Ellie's welcome warmth.

>From her position under Ellie, Andrea had a perfect view as Adam
worked more cock shaft into Ellie.  Above her, Ellie trembled under
the dual assault of tongue and man meat, her cries of pleasure
efficiently muffled as tried to keep up the frantic pace.  Andrea
smiled as an orgasmic tremor set in, her body tensing and relaxing in
sweet response.  Tilting her head back, Andrea alternated licking
Ellie's clit and any exposed piece of Adam's cock which managed not to
be swallowed by Ellie's gripping orifice.

The three lovers moved with each other to the primal beat of their
lust, each giving and taking.  As the old cliche goes, all good
things, etc.  Andrea could actually see Adam's shaft grow thicker, his
strokes becoming quicker and more insistent.  A moment later, Andrea
could see her brother's cock pumping jet after jet of man cream into
Ellie.  Andrea tongued Ellie's swollen clit faster and harder,
instigating a string of lusty curses from Ellie as her own pleasure
peaked and overflowed, flooding Andrea's face with tangy essence.  As
Ellie's vaginal contracted, a flow of sperm escaped, running along the
contours of red, puffy labia before forming one large dollop of seed.
Andrea held her mouth open in anticipation of her brother's offering,
moaning loudly as the salty droplet plopped into her mouth just about
the same time Ellie's demonic tongue exorcized a toe-curling orgasm
from somewhere deep within Andrea's soul.

The sound of wet, hot bodies was replaced by those of three people
doing their level best to catch their respective breaths.  Andrea
searched her soul for any signs of anguish over this incestuous act.
She had to admit the hot, tingling feelings which continued to wash
over her felt right.  Still, there
was one prominent thought in her heart, one which overlayed orgasmic
bliss.

Andrea knew, in her heart of hearts, she hadn't just been fucked; she
had been loved and deliciously so.  Absent was the usual selfishness
she'd known since her very first time.  Gone was the empty feeling
left by men whose only care was their own satisfaction.  Andrea
realized she had been given something which transcended mere physical
satisfaction - she had been given enlightenment.  Versed in the usual
ways of making love, she had ventured into places women rarely went,
let alone talked about.

Andrea had known the touch of another woman for the first time earlier
today.  She shivered as she remember Kendra's loving, gentle loving
which had been urgent without rushing, insistent but not forceful.
Andrea knew how emotionally labile she'd been at that time, seeking
comfort in any form. 
Tonight was different.  Andrea had once again ventured into the
unknown, this time of her own free will, accepting Ellie's love and
returning it as well.  Another delightful shiver raced through Andrea
as she remembered her first taste of a woman.  No fear, no hesitation
- just welcome acceptance and a need to love.

Andrea could feel sleep descending upon her as she looked toward Adam.
Damn!  Andrea smiled dreamily, wondering why making love with him
never occurred to her before now while also realizing the silliness of
her question.  Still, as sleep claimed Andrea, she vowed to correct
this obvious oversight in her life.


Part V, Chapter Seventeen

Morning sunlight streamed in the curtained window, casting its warmth
onto Andrea, who stretched luxuriously, happy and content.  And sat
straight up, wide awake and wondering where in the name of God she
was!  Looking around, she recognized the well-appointed guest room...
but how had she gotten in here?  Her last memory was of being in bed
with, oh, shit, Ellie and Adam...

"Good morning," a baritone voice said, coming from her right, causing
Andrea to yelp in surprise.  "Did you sleep well?"  Andrea turned
toward the voice and found Devon sitting in the upholstered chair
which occupied the room.

"Shit!  You scared me, Devon!  I slept just fine, thank you.  But..."

"Yes?"  Devon's smile was magnetic.

"How did I get back in here?"  Andrea gestured to take in the whole
room.

"I happened to be looking for Ellie, knew she'd be with Adam - but I
didn't expect to find you with them.  I figured it would be easier for
you to wake up in your own bed - a lot less chance of any discomfort."

"Thanks," Andrea offered, carefully noticing Devon hadn't commented
further on her presence in the bed, let alone her obvious state of
undress at the time.  "About last night..."

Devon raised one long-fingered hand in dismissal.  "You don't have to
explain anything, Andrea.  Especially if you're not, ah, comfortable
about it."  Devon settled back into the comfortable chair, taking
stock of his son-in-law's sister.  Earlier in the morning, Ellie,
Adam, Devon, and Kendra had discussed the events of the night before,
with Devon drawing the short straw as the person Andrea would see upon
awakening and to answer the question they knew she'd have.

"Oh, I'm all right," Andrea answered - and meant it.  She had never
felt more comfortable in her life, even after having the strangest
experience in her entire life.  "What do you want to know?"

Devon laughed at Andrea's positive stance.  "If you're asking me, then
you must be handling all of this better than we expected."  He nodded
approval.  "That's good, Andrea.  To answer your question, I just want
to know one thing."

"Go ahead," Andrea replied, feeling a confidence she'd never known
before.  Remarkable, since she was about to have a talk about getting
laid to a man she only met once or twice before!

"Were you loved?"

"Was I ever!" Andrea exclaimed.  "You know, at first I though all of
this sick and disgusting.  That was before I stopped looking at it
from my old  perspective."  Andrea shifted her position on the bed
before continuing.  "Ellie and Adam had an interesting way to rid me
of my old way of thinking, but it worked.  I never realized something
so wrong could be so right."

Devon nodded in silent agreement.  "It does take some getting used to.
It took Adam a little longer to get used to being a part of our loving
family.  But, as you discovered, he's well adjusted."

"That isn't all he is," Andrea muttered, her body remembering the
utter joy of being filled by him.  Turning her attention back to
Devon, Andrea asked, "So now what?  I mean, what happens next?"

Devon regarded Andrea with a tilt of his head, as if not understanding
the question.  "I don't know, Andrea; what do you want to happen
next?"

Andrea fixed Devon with a puzzled look of her own.  "Am I expect to
'join up' or something?"

"Don't be silly!  Of course not!"

"Then..."  Andrea's confusion was parading itself openly.  "I don't
get it."

Devon shrugged.  "What's there to get?  You are Adam's sister and,
thus, a member of the family.  We wouldn't treat you any different
than we do Adam who, by the way, is here by his choice.  He could have
walked out on Kenny and the rest of us on the first night.  Hell, he
still can."

"He's still here," Andrea said, understanding where Devon was going.

"Exactly.  I know of your plans to divorce Dale and I'm supposed to
tell you that you're welcome to stay here."  He looked around the room
expansively.  "This room will be yours, of course.  As Adam will
attest, you won't want for anything."

"What's the catch, Devon?  This is too good to be true."

"You wound me, Andrea - there's no catch, no gimmicks, no nothing.
Just the family reaching out to another family member in need."

"I wouldn't have to, uh, you know, earn my keep?"

Devon frowned his displeasure.  "Just allowing the family to help you
is reward enough for us.  Please don't insult us by implying you have
to do something in return."

Andrea's face reddened at Devon's mild rebuke.  "I'm sorry, Devon.
It's just... damn!  This has all been like a dream to me, one I don't
want to wake up from.  I could leave Dale today and spend the rest of
my life here without missing him one bit."

"And, pray tell, why is that?"

Andrea thought carefully over her answer, sighing deeply.  "Because I
know everyone here will love me, even those of you who are just
getting to know me.  And I need to show my love to everyone who loves
me."

"Well, then," Devon said while getting to his feet, giving Andrea a
good long look at his trim form as well as the outline of his
maleness.  Devon smiled before announcing, "It's all settled.  Let
someone know what you want to do and we'll see about getting things in
order.  Are you hungry?  For food, I mean," letting Andrea know he was
aware of her gaze.

"I'm starving," Andrea replied.  "And not just for food, if you catch
my drift."

"I do, indeed.  You'll have plenty of time to feed yourself.  For now,
though, let's get you showered and fed.  Pancakes or waffles?"

Andrea smiled brilliantly at Devon, already knowing what decision
she'd make.  "Yes."

"Yes?  Yes, pancakes or yes, waffles?"

"Yes."

"Women," Devon uttered as he left Andrea to her morning ablutions.

*   *   *

Andrea arrived for breakfast some twenty minutes later, feeling
well-rested and full of energy.  Freshly showered and outfitted in
jeans, T-shirt and light sweater, she joined the rest of family,
taking a seat next to Kendra.  Kendra acknowledged Andrea's presence
with a nod, turning her attention
momentarily to something Ellie was saying.

"...so, we won't need to make any other changes.  There'll be plenty
of room for everyone."

Adam and Kendra both nodded in agreement.  "Not that it makes much
difference," said Adam, giving everyone a sample of his magnetic
smile.  "We usually don't spend much time in our rooms - sleeping,
that is."  Kendra giggled.

Devon spoke up, taking in Andrea with his warm glance.  "All there is
to settle now is a buy-in from Andrea."

"Buy-in to what?" Andrea asked between a mouth full of waffles.

"Well, I told everyone about our conversation this morning.  Depending
on your answer, we'd love to have you stay here with us."

Andrea sat her fork on the plate carefully, having nearly dropped it
upon hearing Devon's announcement.  She looked at everyone around the
table, taking those few seconds to make the biggest decision in her
life since accepting Dale's marriage proposal.  Andrea looked at Devon
as if some ulterior motive could be found on his handsome features.
Instead, she saw only the quiet confidence everyone in this family
seemed to possess.

Turning her head slightly, she looked in Ellie's eyes, finding the
same confidence along with a look which promised a lot of interesting
days and nights.  Andrea shivered involuntarily as both her mind and
body remembered the sensations delivered by Ellie just mere hours ago.
Putting the memory
aside she looked at Kendra and another shiver raced up her spine.

"Get a grip, girl," she told herself before allowing her gaze to
settle on Adam.  Even though born of different roots, he was clearly a
member of this family, fairly oozing the Williams family confidence
and sexuality.  Who would have thought the best sex she'd ever
experienced had come from the last
person she ever dreamed of?

Feeling as if she were taking too long to answer, Andrea cleared her
throat before speaking.  "After everything which has happened in the
last twenty-four hours or so, the first thing I have to say I'm not
really clear about what has really happened."  Andrea managed a weak
smile, shaking her head.  "Still, I'd be lying if I said I didn't
enjoy every minute of it."  Andrea could feel tears welling in her
eyes; Kendra placed a warm, comforting hand on hers.

"Take you time, Andy; we all know how important a decision this is.
It's not easy giving up one way of life for another."

Andrea nodded.  "Dale and I, well, things haven't turned out the way I
had hoped.  Last night, Adam and Ellie showed me what it was like to
be loved unselfishly."  Tears spilled down Andrea's cheeks, falling
softly onto the simple tablecloth covering the cherry wood table.  "I
want more of this kind
of love."

Ellie spoke quietly.  "Even if it means receiving it from Adam?"

"Yes.  It was one of the things which makes my decision an easy one."
Andrea dabbed at her eyes, feeling her resolve return.  She looked
once more at everyone seated at the table, drawing strength from them
and feeling the outpouring of love.  "If Adam could make love to me
without batting an eye and not feeling bad about it, then how could I
do any less?  After all, he's my baby brother and I can't let him
one-up me!"  Adam rolled his eyes and placed a hand over his heart as
if wounded.

"My answer is yes, yes, a thousand times yes.  I want to be here with
you and experience the love and joy you share every day.  Of course,
I'll have to let Dale know I won't be coming home."  She sighed.  "You
know, I'm leaving my husband and I don't feel bad about it at all."

"As well you shouldn't," came a deep baritone voice.  Heads turned
toward the new voice as Lorne Williams entered the room, followed
closely by Etienne and Kymber.

"Mother.  Father.  Grandmother."  Devon nodded to each in turn.  "It's
good to see you, but I thought you were on vacation."

"We were." said Eti, taking a seat next to Andrea.  "Until your father
he had enough of lying around playing victim."  Turning, Eti flashed a
smile at Andrea.  "Andrea!  It's really good to see you again!  How
long has it been... since the wedding, right?"

Andrea blushed under the rapt attention being paid to her.  "Yes,
ma'am.  It's good to see all of you again," she greeted, accepting a
kiss from Kymber on the cheek.

"Ma'am?  Please, child - you make me sound ancient!  Call me Eti."
Andrea's blush deepened.  Lorne circled around the elegant table until
he stood next to Devon.

"What's this about Andrea leaving her husband, Dev?"  The look Lorne
gave his son said he wouldn't be put off by some half-assed answer.
Andrea's mouth opened to answer but snapped shut with a look from
Lorne.

"Andrea has decided to leave Dale and move in with us."  Devon showed
no fear or intimidation.  Lorne's eyebrows threatened to crawl up his
forehead and down the back.

"Ah, might I ask...?"

"She knows, Dad."  Devon looked at Andrea giving her a big wink.

"I see," Lorne said, continuing to circle the table until he stood
behind Kendra and Adam, who at least had the good sense to look
nervous.  "Andrea?"

Andrea swallowed.  "Yes, sir?"

"Before I welcome you to the family, I want to be sure you understand
what you're getting into."

"I think I do, Dr. Williams."

"If I'm not being too pushy, might I ask why you're so sure?" Lorne
asked, even though he was pretty sure he knew the answer already.

Andrea looked lovingly at Ellie for a moment before letting her gaze
fall onto Adam.  Lorne's only response was to raise a single eyebrow.
"Hmm.  Well, I suppose the matter is settled."

"Pretty much, Dr. Williams," Andrea said.  "Look, I've discovered what
your family is all about and even though I was shocked at first, I've
had time to think about it all and the whole thing makes sense.  In
fact..." Andrea's voice trailed off, her eyes going out of focus as
she looked at Devon.

"Andrea?" Lorne asked.

"Hmm?"

"Are you okay?"

Andrea became aware of the entire family watching her with looks of
concern crossing their faces.  "Damn!  I'm sorry!  My, uh, train of
thought got derailed for a moment."

Lorne had noticed Andrea's lapse of attention occurred when she looked
at Devon.  Even though the oldest of the assembled group, he wasn't so
old he could tell Andrea had designs on his son.  "Well, we stopped by
to have a talk with Ellie, Kenny and Adam about a few things, so if
you'll excuse us for a while..."

"Sure, Dr. Williams.  I've got to go upstairs and get the bed made
anyway."  Andrea turned to leave the room and remembered something.
"Devon?  If you're not busy, would you give me a hand moving the chest
of drawers?  I need to get something which fell behind it while I was
dressing."

Devon took a moment to glance at his father, who nodded.  "Sure,
Andrea.  I'll be along in a moment."  Andrea smiled brightly and left
for her room.  Devon's attention was held by the sight of firm bottom
before being drawn back to his father's presence.

"Son," Lorne began.  "I hope you know what you're doing; it's an awful
big risk you're running by allowing Andrea access to the family in
this manner."

"Dad, if what Adam and Ellie told me is true - and I don't have any
reason not to believe either of them, Andrea will fit in just fine.
You'll see!"

"I hope you're right," Lorne conceded, clamping a fatherly hand on
Devon's shoulder.  "Well, I'm off to talk to the rest of the horde;
stop by when you get done."

"Okay, Dad."

*   *   *
As Andrea fussed over folding the comforter, she felt as if a great
weight had been lifted from her soul.  It had been one thing to think
about Adam's in-laws as being part of the overall family; however, it
was something else to be in their presence, looking into their
odd-colored eyes and fairly basking in their magnetism.  "Especially
Etienne," Andrea whispered to herself.  There was something about the
woman which reminded her of Kendra - only a thousand times more calm
and a million times more intense.  Andrea interrupted her
introspective review upon hearing the light tapping on the bedroom
door.  "Come on in, Devon," she called out, feeling her pulse begin to
race.

Devon's head appeared around the open edge of the door.  "Ready to
move the chest?" he asked, stepping into the room.

"Sure, just give me a second to square this away."  Looking up at
Devon just for an instance send an unbelievable chill through her.
"This is one good looking man," she thought.  "And," her libido
supplied, "he looks to be well equipped to handle things, if you know
what I mean."  Andrea smiled despite herself.

"Okay, I'm ready!"  Andrea crossed the room, wiping her hands on her
thighs.  Finding a place for her hands, she looked up at Devon, who
had also gotten a grip on his side of the chest.  Their eyes met and
Andrea felt her jaw slacken just a little at the contact.

"On three, okay?  One... Two... Three!"  Devon's muscles locked as he
brought his strength to bear against the oak chest.  With Andrea's
help, the massive piece of furniture move all of two inches, enough
for Andrea to look behind it.

"Whoa!  There it is!"  Andrea could see her lost object glinting in
the sunlight.

"Okay," Devon said, slightly winded.  "Let me know when you're ready
to put this thing back."

Andrea bent over and wiggled her hand into the small space, her
fingers fishing for some purchase on the object.  With a grunt, she
managed to loop a finger around the edge; from there, it was a simple
matter to extract it.  "There!" she said triumphantly, standing and
holding her prize up for Devon to see.

"I can see why you'd want to get that back," Devon said while nodding
to the contraceptive bracelet dangling from Andrea's fingers.

"Yeah, I took it off to shower this morning and it must have fallen of
the back."  Andrea slipped the bracelet back over her wrist, feeling
the expected tingle when the bracelet's sensor reestablished contact
with the sensor just under her skin.  "The bracelet does its job, but
it can be a pain in the ass
sometime.  Whoever invented this damned thing must have been out of
their mind."

Devon chuckled.  "He can be a bit goofy when he feels like it, but I
hardly think my father is out of his mind."

Andrea turned to face Devon, her face reddening.  "Oh, shit.  You mean
Lorne is THE Dr. Williams, the one who invented this?"

"The one and only."

"I feel so stupid."

"You shouldn't blame yourself.  Look at it this way; it's better than
taking pills or having your plumbing cut on."

"You've got that right," Andrea agreed, sighing heavily.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing.  I was just thinking about Dale."

For a moment, Devon felt irritated at the mention of Andrea's husband.
"What about him?"

Andrea flopped down across the bed, positioning herself so she could
see Devon.  "I was just thinking about the argument we had over having
children."

Devon sat on the bed facing Andrea, grateful to sit.  "I take it he
wasn't overly fond of the idea."

"Hmpf.  That's putting it mildly.  The boy lost his ever-loving mind.
Told me he didn't want to be burdened with the responsibility of
bringing a new life into the world."  Andrea sighed.  "At first, I
thought he'd change his mind, you know, after we'd been married a
while longer."

Devon felt a twinge of sympathy for the younger woman.  "Was this the
reason why things went sour between you?"

"Partly.  The other part was because he just wants to have things his
way all the time, like nothing I could say or do was good enough for
him."

"And now you think you've found what you're looking for with us."
More statement than question.

Andrea propped herself up on an elbow, staring intensely at Devon.
"Yes, I do.  Why do you ask?  Do you think I'm making a mistake?"

"No," Devon said.  "I don't.  I'm just wondering if our way of life is
the best thing for you.  There are a lot of things to be taken into
consideration, some nice, some not-so-nice."

"My little session with Adam and Ellie crammed a lot into my head,
Devon," Andrea said confidently.  "Yeah, there's the no holds barred
intimacy and the implications behind it.  From where I'm sitting,
though, the good outweighs the bad here."  Andrea sat up suddenly,
looking intently at Devon.  "May I ask you something?"

Devon shrugged.  "Sure - go ahead.  One of the things you'll learn
around here is we have no secrets from each other."

"You've never had a girlfriend, have you?"

Devon's eyebrows rose in surprise.  "You know, since you asked, no.
Well, not in the conventional sense anyway."

Andrea nodded, more to herself than in response to Devon's answer.  "I
thought so."

"What does my not ever having a girlfriend have to do with anything?"
Devon was clearly puzzled.

"Everything.  You've never had to go looking for love and affection,
never had to go through the disappointments most guys go through when
they grow up."

"Oh, I know all about the disappointment.  I've seen what it did to
some of the guys I hung around with in school."

"But you've never gone through it yourself."

"Well, no.  I suppose not.  What's your point?"

Andrea smiled sweetly at Devon.  "My point is you've never had to
experience the special feeling one gets when they meet the right
person."

Devon could now see what Andrea was getting at.  "Ah, of course.
You're saying because I've always had my relationship with my family,
I've always had all my physical and emotional needs taken care of.
You know, I never really looked at it from that perspective."

Andrea moved closer to Devon, stretching out beside him.  "My point
exactly.  See, I know this is right for me.  I need to love and be
loved while being free to explore myself without having to deal with
recriminations.  It's just a simple fact of when it's right, you know
it."

Devon looked at Andrea in a different light, having most of his early
fears put to bed.  From the descriptions provided by both Adam and
Ellie, Devon was afraid Andrea's motive were purely sexual in nature.
Devon allowed himself a mental shrug, reminding himself there was some
truth to the sexual aspect.  Oh, but wouldn't it be interesting having
someone other than Kymber to make love with.  With a practiced eye,
Devon let his gaze flow over Andre's lithe form, noticing he way her
clothing clung to every curve.  And, he couldn't help but notice, she
had some pretty good sized nipples...

Andrea was very much aware of Devon's silent appraisal, hoping he
liked what he was seeing.  Without making it obvious to Devon, Andrea
coyly rearranged her position on the bed, giving Devon a look at her
backside (and hoping it wasn't as fat as she thought).  Even without
being able to see Devon, Andrea could feel his gaze upon her and,
shit, it felt good to be appreciated for being a woman.

"Andrea," Devon said, forcing himself to focus more on the
conversation than on Andrea's lovely body.  "As my father does, I hope
you've made the right decision for yourself.  Speaking for the family
- my part of it, that is - we welcome you and look forward to making
your stay with us as pleasant as possible."

Andrea was barely paying attention to Devon's warm words.  Instead,
she was listening to a more insistent voice, one born of primal
passion and desire.  Suddenly, Andrea was very much aware of the aura
of masculinity being projected by Devon.  Her position on the bed not
allowing her to look at him didn't matter; she could feel him and, oh,
God, did she want him.

"Devon?" Andrea took a split second in deciding her fate.

"Yes?"

Place your feet right on the edge and just fall forward...

"Make love to me."

For probably the first time in his life, Devon hesitated before
answering.  True enough, he wanted Andrea; hearing the details of her
evening with Ellie and Adam made her much more desirable.  On the
other hand, Devon knew his desire was being fueled by sheer lust.
This wasn't about showing love for another in their special way; no,
this was about a good old fashioned bone-jumping.  Still, inbred
responses kicked in.  Licking his lips, Devon said, "You sure this is
what you want?"

Andrea's answer was to sit up, neatly pivoting on her bottom until she
faced Devon.  Crossing her arms over and down, she removed her top in
one smooth motion to reveal a pair of small but perky breasts, each
topped by semi-hard nipples.  Andrea cupped a breast in each hand,
massaging her nipples to full erection.  "I've never more sure of
anything.  I want you."  Andrea's passionate blush, once limited to
her face, began to spread along her neck and shoulders before creeping
along the upper contours of her breasts.

Andrea leaned forward to crush her mouth against Devon's, submitting
to the passion.  Tongues sought each other, tasting and discovering
while hands made themselves familiar.  Andrea moaned as Devon's hands
explored the soft globes of her breasts before making their way down
to the waistband of her pants.

Reluctantly, the kiss was broken just long enough for Andrea to wiggle
out of her pants while Devon hurriedly removed his clothing, exposing
his muscular frame.  Andrea lay back on the bed, her arms open and
inviting, not wanting to waste one precious moment.

As Devon eased himself into her embrace and his lips began to explore
the flesh just behind her left ear, Andrea realized there was more
than just lust and passion at work here.  From the very first moment
she laid eyes on him, Andrea had felt drawn to Devon, a feeling which
had soothed and frightened her.  As Devon's tongue traced an
interesting pattern along one nipple, causing Andrea to shiver with
delight, a part of her knew she had fallen in love with him.

Andrea cradled Devon's head to her chest as he sucked each nipple in
turn, raising her excitement and bringing the heat to searing levels.
She reached between their perspiring bodies and found him hot, hard,
and throbbing within her grasp.  Her fingers toyed with the silken
flesh of his shaft causing Devon to gasp with pleasure.  Andrea
couldn't wait to feel Devon inside of her - but first things first...

Wriggling out of Devon's embrace, Andrea moved between Devon's legs
before lowering her mouth onto his stiff member, effectively cutting
off any protests.  The couple moaned in unison as Andrea slid two
thick inches of man meat into her mouth, savoring the musky scent and
the slightly spicy taste of the man under her.  Slowly, Andrea's head
began a bobbing motion, each  ownward plunge gathering more of Devon's
shaft into the deep recesses of her throat.  Devon's hands cradled and
stroked Andrea's face as he settled in to enjoy the oral attention,
his features alternating between smiles and grimaces as Andrea eagerly
sucked him.

*   *   *

"Be sure to tell Dev to give me a call later this evening," Lorne
said, kissing first Ellie then Kendra before joining Kymber and
Etienne at the front door.  "He must be rearranging the whole room for
Andrea!"

Adam, standing behind wife and mother-in-law, hid a smirk behind his
hand.  "Devon's rearranging something, alright.  But I don't think
it's furniture."  The departing Williams', along with Ellie and
Kendra, turned to look at Adam.

"Are you suggesting my son is doing unsavory things with your sister,
young man?" Kymber asked with mock seriousness.

"I'd say it's a safe bet, knowing my sister."

*   *   *

Andrea tossed her head back, a silent scream of pleasure poised to
escape her lips as Devon drove deeper into her, his hands spreading
tender buttocks to allow deeper penetration into her wetness. 

"Oh, God, yes!  Give me more, baby!  Slide that hard cock in up to
your balls!  Fuck me, Devon, oh, shit, fuck me til I can't see
straight!"

All Devon could do was grunt in reply.  Perspiration dripped into his
eyes, stinging them, before splashing onto Andrea's upturned ass.  For
Devon, it was pure bliss being able to see and feel Andrea's entire
body shake under his hard, insistent strokes as well as hearing her
impassioned pleas for more.  Better still was the incredible feeling
offered by Andrea's overheated sheath as it continued to grip him
convulsively, bringing him closer to completion.  A hard thrust,
quickly followed by an even harder thrust and Devon began the
delicious task of filling Andrea with his seed.

"Oh, God!  Oh, yes!  Do it!"  Andrea's cries dwindled into incoherent
babble as her own orgasm caught up with her.  With all the force she
could muster, Andrea clamped down on Devon's jerking cock, trapping
him deep inside until, finally, Devon grew soft enough to fall out of
her velvet embrace.

"Damn!  You really know how to move furniture, don't you?" asked
Andrea.

Equally exhausted, Devon replied, "Something moved, but I'll be damned
if I know what.  You okay?"

"Hmm, never better.  You wanna know something?"

"What's that?"

"I'm hungry."

"Well," Devon chuckled.  "Moving furniture is hard work."  Devon
patted Andrea's firm - and slightly moist - bottom before starting to
rise and dress.

"Devon?  You mind if I ask you a question?"

"Ask away."

"You know what happened between me and Kendra, don't you?"

"I heard about it, yes."

"Then you know I've never done anything like that before."

"It's what I heard.  Why does it concern you?"

"I can't say if 'concerned' is the word I would use to describe how I
feel about it."

Devon paused in the middle of putting on a sock.  "If you're not
concerned, then what's up here?"

"It bothers me how easily I gave in to Kenny, not to mention how much
I enjoyed it."  Andrea shivered at the memory of Kendra's oral
pleasures while feeling her nipples harden.

"So?  Kenny's a little hard to resist, if I must say so myself."

"It's just that I never thought I would enjoy having another woman
doing things to me.  Then, to top things off, my mother walked in on
us."

Devon raised an eyebrow.  "Did she really?  I didn't know..."

Andrea managed a little smile.  "Oh, she most certainly did.  Things
got a little ugly for a moment, but I think my mom understood what was
going on, especially after Kenny had her say about it all."

Devon could easily imagine the scene.  Kenny's inpetrubable calm
matched up against a shocked and, probably, outraged parent.  "I'll
bet it was something to see."

"It was, believe me.  Funny thing, though.  My mother didn't really
seem to be all that upset.  Concerned, yes.  But not the raving
lunatic I would have expected."  Andrea shrugged.

Completely dressed, Devon held out his hand to Andrea.  "Come on,
let's go raid the fridge."

*   *   *

Allison Harrison's eyes widened in surprise when, upon opening the
door, she found Kendra waiting patiently.  "Hello, Kendra!  What
brings you here?"

"Hi, Mrs.  Harrison," Kendra answered while laughing.

"What's so funny?" the older woman asked.

"Well, we're both 'Mrs.  Harrison...'"

Allison beamed.  "You're right - we are!  Come on in!"  She stepped
back to allow Kendra inside.

"I came by to pick up Andrea's things.  She's going to be spending
some time with us."

"I see.  She's decided to leave Dale after all, then."  Allison sat
down wearily.  "Tell me, Kendra - do you think she's making the right
decision?"

"It doesn't matter what I think, Mrs.  Harrison.  What does matter is
what Andrea thinks."  Kendra thought for a moment before continuing.
"Do I believe she's right?  Well, I know if Adam were to treat me the
same way Dale does Andrea, I wouldn't stay with him."

"That's a fair answer, dear," Allison said.  "Personally, she should
have left him a long time ago, but it wasn't for me to say."

The living room fell into a nervous silence.  Kendra's gaze remained
fixed on the elder Mrs. Harrison, patiently waiting for the other
woman to do... whatever.

Without bothering to look up, Allison could feel Kendra's unusual eyes
on her.  Just knowing the young woman was watching  made Allison flush
with warmth.  Allison knew she should show Kendra where Andrea's
things were being kept but, for some reason, she didn't want Kendra to
stop looking at her.

Not wanting to be rude or rush the other woman, Kendra's gaze flicked
to her watch, which wasn't missed by Allison.  "I suppose we should
get Andy's things loaded up, huh?"  Allison said, trying to keep a
twinge of disappointment from her voice.

"Whatever you say, Mrs.  Harrison.  I do have a doctor's appointment
in a couple of hours," Kendra answered, patting the growing bulge
under her maternity dress.

"One thing, Kendra.  Please call me Allison or Mom, whichever you
prefer.  There's no need for us to stand on formality - you're family
now."

"Thank you... Allison."  Kendra's wide smile seemed to make the room
brighter.  "I'm right behind you!"

Once in Andrea's former bedroom, the two women set to the task of
collecting those things Andrea might need.  They worked quickly and in
relative silence, speaking only to ask a question about this dress or
which pair of shoes.  Fifteen minutes later, Andrea's belongings were
neatly packed and ready to go.  Kendra picked up one of the smaller
suitcases and turned for the door.

"Kendra, would you mind if I asked you a very personal question?"

"No, not at all.  As you said, we're family now and I've nothing to
hide."  Kendra put the suitcase down and went to join Allison, who had
taken a seat on the edge of the bed.  "Ask your question, please."

"Are you a lesbian?"  Allison's question was right to the point,
making Kendra smile with approval.

"You're asking this because of what you saw here the other day."  A
statement, not answering a question with a question.

"Yes.  I must admit what I saw disturbed me a little and, frankly, I
wanted to know."

"Not wanting to insult you but, as you can see, I am happily bisexual,
if you must put a label on me," Kendra said, rubbing her swollen
belly.

"And you're comfortable with this?"  Allison asked, clearly
embarrassed at having overlooked the obvious.

"Allison, there's nothing for me to be uncomfortable about.  I've been
this way since birth."  Kendra sighed, unsure if she really answered
Allison's question.  Finally, she said, "For me, it's all about loving
and being loved.  I'm sorry, but it's the only way I can explain it."

Allison nodded, envying the younger woman's easy acceptance of who and
what she was.  Absently, Allison said, "I don't think I've ever seen
any so... stimulating."

"Pardon?"

"You and Andy making love.  I was shocked when I first saw the two of
you together but, after a few seconds, I realized I had never seen
anything so hot and exciting."  Allison managed a wry smile before
adding, "For a moment, I found myself wishing it was me instead of
Andy."  Having made this announcement, Allison suddenly felt as if a
great weight had been removed from her.

Kendra matched Allison's smile with one of her own.  "It could have
been you - you needed only to ask," she said, causing Allison head to
snap up in surprise.

"Right.  An old woman like me, wishing for something she could never
have.  You're so sweet to say this."

"I'm not being patronizing, Allison.  It could have easily been you
there being loved, if it was what you wanted."

Allison blinked in surprise at the sudden warmth spreading through her
body.  "You can't be serious!"

"I'm always serious about these things, Allison - love is not to be
taken lightly."

"You are saying," Allison began - and hoping it was true - "if I asked
you to make love to me, you'd do it."

"Absolutely."

Allison chuckled.  "I wouldn't know what to do.  I've never had the
experience."

"You underestimate yourself.  Besides, what's there to know?  You just
let go of your feelings and bring them to the surface; love will take
care of the rest."

"You make it sound so easy," Allison said wistfully.  "And so
tempting."

Kendra reached over to take Allison's hands, unsurprised to find them
trembling.  To Kendra's experienced eye, she knew the older Mrs.
Harrison was ready to take the plunge, right here, right now.  "It
really is that easy and, as far as tempting, well, would you like to
find out?"

At Kendra's offer, Allison felt as if all the blood had drained from
her head to collect in the deepest reaches of her body.  What had she
gotten herself into and why?  The concerned mother in her had wanted
to know the answers to the questions asked but the woman in her had
been jealous of her daughter for having a chance to experience an
intimacy she had only read about.  Allison could readily remember the
look on Andrea's face as Kendra eased orgasm after orgasm from her -
the sheer pleasure and ecstacy clearly taking her daughter to places
unexplored.

And she wanted to know what Andrea knew.

"I'd like that, Kendra," Allison said, all the while wondering who had
uttered the words.

"Then let's explore the possibilities, shall we?" Kendra asked before
moving close and planting a kiss on Allison's cheek.  "You wanted
answers and the only way to get them is to experience it for
yourself."

Her voice a mere whisper, Allison said, "Yes..."

"Let's begin," Kendra whispered, her hands undoing the buttons on
Allison's sundress.


Part V, Chapter Eighteen

Allison's back arched, her whole body one gigantic spasm as yet
another orgasm rippled its way along her nerves, inflaming her soul.
Each practiced touch from Kendra sent Allison tumbling further out of
control - and not giving a flying fuck about it.

"Please... stop for a moment!"  Kendra did as she was asked, absently
wiping the copious flow of juices from her face.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes.  No.  Shit, I don't even know!  I need to know something before
you drive me insane!"

"What's that?"

"Can we do this together?  I mean, it's not right for you to, shit, do
all the work."

"I don't mind, really," Kendra replied.  "But, yes, we can do this
together, if you're ready to try it?"

"Why the hell not?" Allison replied, smiling at her own raunchiness.
"I've gone this far."

"Suit yourself," Kendra said, rising from her place between Allison's
quivering legs.  Turning until her luscious bottom pointed in the
right direction, Kendra gently and slowly straddled Allison's face
until she could feel her hot, moist breath on her flesh.  When Kendra
knew her own sex was within easy reach, she prepared to return to the
task at hand, spreading Allison's legs high and wide.

"Now where were we?  Oh, yes - right about... here!"  Kendra returned
to eating Allison with relish, not really caring whether the other
woman returned the favor or not - but knowing she would.  Kendra
wasn't disappointed when she felt Allison's tentative first licks, her
soft yet raspy tongue teasing along the outer folds of her sex.

Deep inside of Allison, a jumble of emotions were taking place.  To
begin with, there was the joy of making love; once her initial
nervousness wore off, Allison found it easy to settle into the sights,
sounds, and smells of sex.  Well, almost easy.  While the familiar
sensations of being eaten were working their way along Allison's nerve
endings, it was the not-so-familiar feelings which made what was
happening less familiar than normal.  Where Roger's hands were rougher
and stronger, the hands under her ass were perhaps not as strong, but
definately softer.  The tongue working between the heated, slick folds
of her pussy was more insistent yet gentler than anything she'd ever
experienced.

Allison laughed softly against the downy softness of Kendra muff.
Experience?  What experience could she be thinking of?  Allison had
only seen women making love in the tacky movies she and Roger watched
when they were years younger.  But now she was living it, feeling
Kendra's clitoris sliding between her hungry lips.

The two women ate at each other - it was heady and wild -
mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, locked in the throes of primal
passion.  Kendra, with practiced ease, brought Allison into orgasm
after orgasm while Allison, inexperienced at the ways of Sappho, tried
to give as good as she was getting. 
At the moment, Allison's attention was focused on Kendra's anal
opening, flicking her tongue over the wrinkled opening.  Reflex took
hold as Kendra's buttocks tightened in response, emboldening Allison
to experiment further.  While her tongue busied itself in the wet
confines of Kendra's pussy,Allison slipped the tip of one finger into
Kendra's ass, feeling the younger woman respond by pushing against the
invading digit until it was in up to the second knuckle.

Pleased she had found something to give Kendra in return, Allison got
busy working her finger into Kendra's forbidden entrance.  It didn't
take long before the other woman was thrashing against the dual
stimulation and, seconds later, Allison was rewarded with the hot gush
of Kenny's release, feeling Kenny's clit (Christ, it was big) pulsing
and jerking with each spurt of liquid.

Not to be outdone, Kendra lifted her head slightly and with a quick
stab, inserted her thumb into Allison ass and two fingers into her
pussy.  The older woman stiffened at the assault, surprised at the
suddenness of the intrusion and knowing she was close to the edge.

"No..." Allison moaned.  "Not yet, please!  Make it last a little
longer!"  It was hard fighting against the building pleasure wave as
fingers and tongue worked feverishly to accomplish their task.

"The time for waiting is over, Allison," Kendra said softly.  "You
have to experience the love we have to offer you."   Having said that,
Kendra launched into a vicious attack on Allison's vulnerable boady
and emotions, letting the wave build then recede over and over,
deriving her own pleasure from the sounds of protest and pleasure
streaming from her mother-in-law.

The wave crested inside Allison and this time she knew there would be
no stopping it.  It hit her hard, washing over her tortured senses,
searing her nerves in white hot flames.  Allison was dimly aware of an
incredible wetness between her splayed legs, just as she barely
registered the obscene sounds
of slurping and sucking.

"Oh, my God... NO!" Allison screamed as the torrent of pleasure rushed
through her in all its forbidden glory.  Nothing she and Roger ever
did together compared to this singular joy.  Even in her emotional
ruin, Allison's mind frantically searched for some familiar ground to
latch onto, a vain effort to anchor what was left of her soul.  In a
moment which seemed to last forever, Allison felt conflict explode
inside of her, momentarily feeling the guilt and shame of what was
happening to her.  Women shouldn't do these things to each other -
only a man can make a woman feel this way!  The attempt failed and
Allison gave in to the esctasy, burning in the flames of lust.

*   *   *

Kendra moved away from Allison's sweating, writhing body, placing a
comforting hand on the older woman's exposed thigh.  Some instinct was
telling her Allison was in distress despite being caught in the throes
of orgasm, so she sat and waited, her own body unwinding from the
sexual tension it had been exposed to.

After long minutes, Allison's brown eyes opened, her skin flushed a
dusky red hue and she shook her head attempting to clear the
fuzziness.  Lips parted, Allison took a couple of deep breaths before
sitting up, only to feel the room start to spin.

"Lie back, Allison," Kendra said softly.

"I feel so strange," Allison muttered.  "Like I've been drinking all
day."

Kendra smiled at the analogy.  "That was a pretty strong orgasm -
it'll take a few minutes before you get it all together."

Allison did as she was told, immediately relieved when the spinning
stopped.  Once her head cleared, Allison took stock of her condition.
Perspiration and other fluids soaked the sheets beneath her and,
certainly, her hair was a mess.  Looking up and to her right a little,
she saw Kendra's pregnant and
naked form, absently taking note of the more than gentle swelling
abdomen and the larger than usual breasts, filling with milk for the
yet-to-be-born infant.  An intense feeling of guilt and shame lowered
itself onto Allison's thoughts, drowing out the pleasurable feelings
which now felt very distant.  Tears welled up and flowed over clenched
eyelids as the realization took hold.

"My God, what have I done?"  Allison sobbed.

"Nothing you didn't want to do, Allison."

Ignoring the words meant to comfort her, Allison continued.  "What
would Roger think of me if he found out?"

Kendra placed a hand on Allison's thigh.  "He'd think you are one sexy
lady.  I know that's what I think."  Kendra stood, looking for her
discarded clothing.  Turning, she looked back at Allison and added,
"That's what Adam and Andrea would think, too."

At the mention of her children, Allison became a little more agitated.
"What are you trying to say, Kendra?  That my own children would think
I'm sexy?  That's sick."

"A while ago, you felt the same way about two women making love,"
Kendra replied, watching with some satisfaction as Allison's face went
beet red.  Still, she continued to protest, albeit weakly.

"That's different," Allison said, her face burning.  "We're two
consenting adults and you're only related to me by marriage."

"So?  What's your point?"

Allison turned toward Kendra, her eyes ablaze.  "The point is it makes
a difference.  I would never do something like this with one of my
children."

"That's a shame - your children wouldn't - and don't - agree."  Kendra
delivered the coup de grace without malice.

Allison was stunned at the implication.  "What are you saying?"

"I think you know what I'm talking about."

"Adam and Andrea... no.  That's not possible."  Allison started to
rise, only to be gently pushed back to a sitting position.

"Please sit, Allison.  There's something we have to talk about..."

TO BE CONTINUED...

Rob Morton

(last post of run)

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