I lead a gracious oil production life. That's the way I like it. I don't need any big highs, and I hope that is balanced out by not having the big depression either. I have a nice job ; I'm assistant Coroner at the county morgue. It's far from glamourous, but it pays the bills. I drive a decent car, and I can travel a little each year.

Not that I have anyone to travel with. I'm recently divorced. We just signed the papers last calendar month. God, was that bitter. Rachel and I had been married for five yr ; no kidskin, thank God. But, it got ugly over the plus. It wasn't like there were a lot of those. We had almost no fairness in our house, thanks to the burst lodging bubble ; two nearly paid for cars ; and we each had a retirement account.

I'm just happy I was in mission of our money. I'd had kept Rachel on a budget, vetoed the idea of getting a immense house, an adjustable interest rate mortgage, and I had not allowed credit card debt. Rachel fucking hated that. She came from a fellowship that spent money, regardless of possessing it or not. Their mention cards were always maxed out ; they changed gondola every other year, and lived in a house they couldn't afford. She thought we should live the same way.

I guess some of that was my fault. I always treated her like a queen, giving her nowadays, taking her out as often as I could, and spending any extra money I had on her. You couldn't blame me, though. Rachel is a fucking knockout. She's the hot blond right out of central Casting. Five-five, tight name, perfective c-cup breast, a really nice rump, and the face of an angel. She really looked like she belonged in the moving-picture show.

I had no idea what she saw in me. I'm beneficial looking enough ; above average if I wanted to risk being called stuck up. But, Rachel is at to the lowest degree a step or two above me. When we were dating I was in Eden with her on my arm. The guy wire would gaze at her and then depend at me. When they stared at me, I knew what they were thinking. ‘ Him ? What's she see in him ?'

Yeah, that was nice. But, I had to influence to finally get to relish that body of hers. She always said she was saving herself for matrimony. I eventually wore her down, and the last few months before the wedding party we had sex a few prison term. At the metre I thought it was large. I came to realize she was never saving herself for the honeymoon bed ; she hated sex.

The fighting began on our honeymoon. She claimed she was tired and didn't want to have sex. Are you kidding me ? This was supposed to be one of the most particular nights of our lives and she was going to watch TV ? She eventually relented, but she did little more than lay there until I was done.

It didn't get a lot better. I'm a red full-blood male and I expect sex from my wife. It was a constant conflict to get it once a calendar week. It was frustrating especially when I would spend the calendar week ogling her luscious body, seeing her raw in the shower, or just getting dressed. She would beat back me wild just vacuuming the room wearing jeans. Oh, sure, If she wanted something ; like an expensive garb, she would turn on the charm, seduce me, and usually get what she wanted. That sex always put me on fog nine and those times became the highlights of my life.

They were also few and far between. I'm not a miser. Not even close. I do my piece to avail the American economy, but I just defy to over-extend myself. My parents did that. fountainhead, Dad mostly. Mom was the creditworthy one. Dad would bring dwelling house useless gadgets, like an automatic murphy peeler, all the clip. They eventually had to declare bankruptcy, back when I was still in high school. I was embarrassed for them, and even though they tried to hide it, I knew they were both, especially Dad, ashamed over it.

Not long after, we found Dad absolutely, in his bed. The autopsy said inadvertent death by tab and hard liquor. I always wondered. Dad drank, and he took painkillers for an old injury from his Army days. But, he knew the peril. He lectured me once when the dental practitioner gave me a prescription for Vicoden, after having a soundness tooth pulled.

"Now don't you go out drunkenness, while you're taking those oral contraceptive. That's a sure as shooting way to get dead."He told me.

Yeah, I always wondered if it was really an accident. Maybe we all did, but no one said a word.

You can see why I watch my money. Rachel didn't get it. We fought constantly over the money. She would see a few clam in our savings account and would require to blow it. My protest of needing it in event something happening were always answered with.

"You worry too much. We're new ; we need to stimulate fun."

It never mattered that I was right. She wrecked her car, and that wiped out our delivery with the checkup deductable and getting her car fixed. She healed up amercement. She hated that I was right about the money, and sex was out of the question while she convalesced.

It wasn't long after that we called it quits. It was her idea. She got a lawyer, paid for with our money. I had to get one, too. We went back and forth for calendar month. She demanded maintenance, even though we both worked and she had a good job. She wanted a bit of my small 401 ( k ). She wanted me to pay off her personal credit calling card. Finally, I gave in and signed over all interest in our star sign ; the only asset we had of value and she signed the report.

I was free. I have seen her just once since then ; hanging on the arm of some lawyer-type. I almost felt blue for him.

Tonight, I have a piddling agitation planned. Today is Kimmy's 21st natal day. Kimmy is Rachel's short sister ; the ‘ homely sister'as she calls herself. Rachel has Playboy looks. Her sister, Kimmy, is the girlfriend adjacent doorway. Her consistence is on par with her sister's ; maybe a little smaller in the chest and slightly flatter pelvic arch, but still very pretty. It was just voiceless to stomach up to Rachel, and Kimmy hated living in her sister's shadow.

I walked into Club Regina, where Kimmy and a few friends were gathering. I wasn't sure I was going to savour this ; as I only knew Kimmy's friends on a"Hi, How are ya"foundation. And, I figured Rachel would be there. That could get awkward. But, I really liked Kimmy. She is fun, overbold, and loved life.

It was dark in the baseball club so it took me quite awhile to find the Kimmy. She saw me 1st and started waving frantically. I walked over and found her 6-top table filled with her, three other young woman, and Rachel. I gave a perfunctory nod to Rachel, who did the same, as Kimmy threw her arms around me and gave me a very belligerent kiss. It took me a second to retake my wag as I returned her wet, lusty, buss.

When we broke apart, her girlfriends were grinning ; Rachel was glaring.

"What was that for ?"I asked surprised.

"It's my birthday. All birthday young lady get kissed"she replied, but that solution seemed well short of the volume of that kiss.

This could be an interesting Nox I thought, and accepted Kimmy's invitation to consider the remaining backside. Kim re-introduced me to her three girl friends, all of which I had met. First there were the twin sisters, Karen and Sharon. They weren't identical, and I could never see any phratry resemblance. Karenic was blonde with blue eyes. Sharon had brown hairsbreadth and dark oculus. The early ma'am was Tasha, a pretty red-head, and Kimmy's practiced friend.

The waitress came by for my crapulence order. I was going to have beer. The rest looked like they might be close, so I offered to buy a round.

"lady, do you all need another. This is a company"I said.

Kimmy was most tidal bore. Her girlfriends agreed. Rachel glared.

"Another white zin, Rach ?"I asked politely.

"I'm fine."She replied rather coldly. Her note did not go unnoticed by everyone else. But I did not push it. We were here to lionise and I was going to do my secure not to ruin it for Kimmy.

A song from Whitesnake came on and Kimmy grabbed me by the mitt and started to drag me out to the dance floor.

"Wait ! postponement !"I complained"I need to pay for the drinks."

I quickly dug into my wallet found $ 50 and handed it to Tasha.

"Tasha, Can you please take care of them for me ?"I asked"Tip her a few sawbuck, too."

"Ok, but you owe me a dance."Tasha replied.

My arm was nearly pulled out of it's socket, as Kimmy led me to the dance floor.

"What is it, 80's nighttime or something ?"motioning up toward the medicine

"I guess !"Kimmy shouted"I like it though"

We gyrated and danced to the song. I could not avail note how undecomposed Kimmy looked. She was wearing tight jean that showed off the bender of her torso. She was being a ripe daughter and had on a bra, but that did not prevent her breasts from bouncing, heaving and capturing my tending. When I looked up from checking her out she was looking at me, smiling, as if to say ‘ Gotcha ’. I felt my face go hot.

The Sung ended and Sweet child of Mine by Guns and Roses came on. This song was less gumptious and we spent way too much time looking into each early's eye. When it ended she eased into my blazon and gave me another deep kiss, which I eagerly returned. I was still confused, but I couldn't avail kiss her backbone. Her buss was hot, driving, and was meant to pound abode a head beyond ‘ Thanks for the dance."contribution of me understood that point, and I felt an erection start to grow. I broke off the kiss.

"Kimmy, citizenry are going to stare"I said smiling, but not taking my arms from around her.

"Yes, I know. It isn't often they see a charwoman as strikingly openhanded as I am."She said with a grin.

I rolled my optic and lead her rear to the table. The drunkenness had arrived and I nearly drained mine with the foremost longsighted pull. I noticed Rachel had not warmed up to me at all, and was staring daggers at me. We talked for a few songs, telling storey, and Kim flirting with me seemingly non-stop.

The medicine era changed as gentlewoman Gaga's poker Face came on. Tasha got up, grabbed my mitt and said.

"clip to pay up. This is my ducky song"

I had no intention of saying no, either to paying my debt or to ogle Tasha as she moved on the level. Tasha was small, about 5'2 ”. Maybe a whit heavy, but that only made her ass look really squeamish. I already mentioned her flowing red mane, which hung down to her articulatio humeri, and accented her twinkle green optic. She probably had C-cup breasts, but they looked larger on her small physical body. Tasha is very pretty and I could tell from the table chit-chat, that she was easy to speak to. That was hard on the dance floor, but I tried anyway.

Tasha moved with a dancer's goodwill and I complimented her one it. She said that she taken some dance family, but she has a bad knee and had to reach it up. We danced a little Sir Thomas More, and Tasha leaned in.

"You know, Kimmy really likes you."

I wasn't sure how to lease that, and Tasha picked up on my muddiness and went on.

"I think she has a thing for you. Ya know, now that you are divorced and everything"

"Ya, divorced from her sister"I added

Tasha just raised her eyebrow and shrugged.

"So, why are you telling me this ?"I said

"I really like Kimmy. She's a good friend."And then she added"And you're kinda dense."

I laughed out loud at this as the terpsichore ended. I opened my arm and gave Tasha a hug.

"Thanks for the dance……and the fountainhead up"I said

We walked back and sat down. I finished my beer and miracle of miracles the waitress appeared.

"Anyone else demand another ?"I offered

Kimmy and the Gemini decided they were dry, Tasha was nursing her's, and Rachel gave me the look I used to get when I she wasn't getting her way.

"C'mon, Ron ! Dance with us"the twins said in unison.

‘ Fuck'I thought. I was getting pall. But, when pretty woman desire your attention…..

"Tasha ?"I sang out her name and gave her some cash. She just smiled as the girls run me out by each mitt.

We danced an up-and-coming version of Nazareth's Hair of the Dog, but Karen and Sharon seemed much more interested in each other than me. I sort of felt like a airscrew, but whatever. It was fun. We all sang along to the chorus over and over again.

‘ Now you're messin'with a son of a gripe'

When the birdsong was done they both gave me a big hug, and Karen added a peck on the cheek.

The three of us sat down. I wiped my brow, and exhaled. The new one shot of drinks appeared about the time my nub rate dropped to 100, and I took another long pull.

"You think you're the shit."Rachel hissed at me.

Before I could even pen an resolution a good deal LE say anything, Rachel got up and stormed off.

"What'd I do ?"I looked around dumbstruck.

"You married her, you divorced her, and then you fucked her little sister"Kimmy said with a mischievous grin.

"What are you talking about ? We've never had sex"and then looking at the other ladies, I repeated, more earnestly

"We've never had sex !"

They all had the like smirk on their face, like the caper was on me. Kimmy and I have flirted shamelessly for the final stage five years. She was a gangly xv class old when I started dating her sister. There was sexual tension between us for years, especially when it was discernible that matter weren't working out between Rachel and me. But, we had never even kissed.

I would be lying if I told you I never thought of Kimmy, sexually. She is a mantrap herself. Late in our marriage if I needed a fantasy to serve relief myself when Rachel wouldn't ; Kimmy's boldness and consistency would stand in. She was an easy person to like. She is personable and odorous, with just a touch of bitch thrown in. She is fresh and has a great sensation of humor.

Her wit is something to behold. I once watched in awe as she called another girl a

‘ Trouser hounding gutter-snipe, with the ethics of an alley cat, a syphilitic privates, all tied together by delusions of adequacy."

The girlfriend had made a pass at her then beau, and left in tears. I laughed at her later about it, and almost got my own chewing out, before she realized I was not mocking her.

Now, though ? I had not thought about women in general for several months, least of all Kimmy. I damn near forgot about her birthday, I was so focalize on getting out of my marriage. What was she up to ? I thought I was about to find out out when she almost shouted

"It's about time."

As the forte-piano intro for All my life story by K-Ci and JoJo came over the auditory sensation system, Kimmy took me by the hand and led me out to the saltation floor and poured herself into my limb. Kimmy is much short than my 6 foot peak ; maybe coming in at 5'4 ”. ‘ Dynamite in small-scale parcel"was the phase that often sprang to mind.

I took in her smells, as she rested her chief on my shoulder ; her rose floral shampoo, and the undertones of her subtle perfume. I could feel her breasts infatuation against my dresser and that thought started to get me aroused, again.

Needing a misdirection I tried to talk'

Kimmy.."I started, but she interrupted without moving her point from it's relaxation spot.

"birdcall me Kim. Kimmy is a minuscule girl's name.'and then she pulled back a to the full step.

"Do I look like a little girl to you ?"she said more serious than I thought she ever would ask that question.

"Noooo."I said drawing that out, and looking her from school principal to toe.

She was wearing a simpleton, practical outfit of blue jean and a sweater. Both were mean than they needed to be, showing off the alluring swells of her breasts and the curvaceousness of her hips and legs. She came back to me satisfied.

"What was that about us sleeping together ?"I asked very interested in the answer

"I told Rachel that I was going to have you tonight."she purred as she nuzzled back into my chest.

I pushed her back, shocked.

"You said what ?"I exclaimed much too loudly.

I don't know what I expected her reaction to be to that, but split and a hideaway to the threshold was definitely not it. I chased right behind her, caught her by the arm, and she wrenched away.

"Kimmy !"Then catching myself and starting over more in ascendancy."Kim, please talk to me."

She stopped, turned, looked down still crying, but holding her ground.

"I'm sorry. You just trip up me by surprise. No curiosity Rachel was so pissy towards me"

"sniff…Why do you fall in a nooky what my cute big sister thinks, anyway ?"Kim snapped at me angrily.

A grand reasons seem to swamp into my mind. But logic defeated them all in mo. I smiled at her and said.

"I guess I don't"

"Then am I not well enough ; not pretty enough for you ?"she snapped again.

"C'mon Kim, you know you are pretty. Why would you even think that ?"I answered

A shrug of the berm as she looked at her shoes was the exclusively resolution I got.

"You just captivate me by surprise. That's all. I think you are very pretty and I really enjoy being with you."I said sincerely

Kim looked up, but did not face totally convinced.

"Really, you're fun to be around. You just beguile me by surprise. You know what a bitch Rachel can be. I guess I'm still on guard."I continued.

"Can we go finish our dance ? I'd really alike that."I said and then added with a footling mirth"I didn't get a chance to snap up your ass."

That got a smiling from her. Kim had actually done that to me at my wedding reception. We were in the middle of a tiresome terpsichore, and she dropped one mitt and filled it with my butt. She giggled when I about came out of my skin.

But, then the mentation of the hymeneals reception reminded me of something else

"How are you and Rachel doing after……"I let the query stall out.

Kim and Rachel's parents had been killed six month ago, in a dealings stroke. Kim still lived in the fellowship house. Rachel had moved back in after the divorce. They both needed someone to angle on, plus the bills had to be paid. I led her back to the dance floor. She answered me as we walked back.

"OK, I guess. The big pain and shock is passed. Now we are just dealing with the bills. We will likely throw to betray the house."She said with an air of resignation.

Kim pulled me in tight and I did not reject. The terpsichore was nearly over so we just swayed slowly holding each other ; feeling each other's warmth and the emotion of the terpsichore. The birdsong ended and we held each for an extra indorsement and then she pulled back, taking my hand with her.

"You forgot to grab my ass."She said with a smirk.

"I'll grab it later. I'm going to let the anticipation kill you."I smirked back.

We were back to the table in moments. Then I heard Tasha say.

"Welllll, I've got be going. Look how late it is."she smiled and glanced at her telephone set"It's almost 9:30"and then she gave an exaggerate yawn.

Karenic and Sharon did the same thing, grinning at me, as they gathered their things.

"Very late."said Sharon.

"Nearly morning."echoed Karenic

Tasha might think I'm dense but even pig iron isn't as dense as I'd have to be to not pick up on what was going on.

"And I supposed you're not tired in the least, Kimmy"giving her a little verbal pinch by using her juvenile name.

She ignored that, but said

"Nope, I'm drunk. You have to drive me home."

I rolled my eyes and then hugged each of the departing ladies good-bye. With that Kim and I walked out to my car.

"That was so totally lame."I said

"It worked"she said smugly

"I'm really driving, though. No need to entice fate."

Two beers on my 210 Ezra Pound frame was not going to impair me near as much as whatever Kim had tried to guard off with her 105 lbs. She did not argue. We rode to her house in secretiveness, marked only by her insistence ( I did not beware ) to hold my right hand as we traveled. My bucket seats, much to her annoyance did not allow her to sit close.

I had knew what was going to materialize when I got Kim household. She wasn't exactly being pernicious. But, it was happening so fast. Should I sleep with her ? I mean she's a short drunk ; I don't want to take aim advantage of her. It's not like I don't want to ; Kim is very pretty and I haven't had sex in month. Would I be leading her on, if I do ? Hell, would I be leading her on full stop ? Do I make out her ? Did I love her sister ? How often wood would a Marmota monax chuck if a Marmota monax could chuck would ? Fuck, I don't know.

We pulled in the drive, and I still had no estimation what to say or not to say, or anything. But, I followed dutifully and walked in behind Kim. The threshold closed and we sat down on the sofa. Kim leaned over, put her weapons system around me, and pulled me in for a kiss. She pulled back a few inches, and said

"So, are you going to devote me any trouble ?"

I just stared stupidly at her, not knowing how I was going to answer. She added more soft candy kiss and then continued

"I think I've made it clear what I want, so am I gon na get lucky ?'she said in a feeling that was both easygoing and insistent at the same time.

"Kim, I had no idea you even thought of me this way."I blurted out.

"Tasha's right, you are dense."said Kim with an exasperated sigh as she pulled back

"wellspring, I mean I knew…figured out…thought you were acting…tonight"I fumbled.

"I have been flirting with you and trying to get you to note me for nearly six years"she said with a suggestion of fire.

"I noticed you."I said softly and truthfully."I noticed you."

"Yeah, right. With my model-hot sister shining like the sun, you couldn't even see me, let alone notice me."

"I used to think of you when I would fantasize"I said without thinking

"Fantasize ?"she said perking up with a very impish grin.

She knew what I meant, and was daring me to say it. I could sense myself blush.

"Are you telling me, that you had my film star sis in the house and when you would jerk off, you thought of me ?"she said amused.

I blushed deeper, but could not bring myself to even nod my head.

"What a waste matter. You could stimulate been living those fantasies"she said lustily and looking me dead in the eye.

Those ten Holy Scripture hung for just a second and then we both moved towards each other. Kim's osculation came to me almost as an onset. I met her with equal passion. There had been enough foreplay in the last half decennary. She knew what she wanted, and so I was going to give it to her.

My hands went for her jumper, but she beat me by half a beat, and pulled it over her chief. The redundant few second gear to expect for Kim to remove her bra were too many. I needed to see her knocker. I hungered to smack her yield. I longed to find her nipple harden in my mouth. I reached under her breast, yanked her bra over them and took her nub into my mouth. Kim's white meat was house, inviting, and I mauled her other melon vine as I teased her nipple into a crocked cherry.

Kim jumped at my belligerent action, recovered, released her now useless bra, and unfastened her blue jean. I grudging released her boob, so I could unclothe. My clothes were gone in an jiffy, and I pulled Kim to me and kissed her passionately, our natural language dancing, and each of us moaning our lecherousness as we pawed at each other.


I kissed Kim into the sofa, and I worked my body between her willingly parted legs. I was so close to taking her. My lips moved from hers to her cheek, and then her neck. I nibbled, sucked, and kissed.

"Ohhh, God."Kim moaned out as I kissed my way down to her breasts, which pouted gently, and begged for my care.

I took one hand and moved it above her head, earning a puzzled look. The secondly deal followed.

"You are not allowed to displace those hands."I told her with a wry smile, and I kissed my way down her taut middle to her soft pubic mound.

Kim parted her legs wider, giving my unfettered access to her neatly trimmed kitty. I was greeted by the musk of her rousing and the glistening of her swollen vulva.

"Mmmmmmmm"Kim moaned in anticipation.

Rachel had never been this will in her living, and I dove in. I started at the buttocks of her dripping corner and dragging my tongue from the top of her little rosebud, through her wet brim and ending as my natural language slathered over her clit.

"Ohhhhhhh"Kim moaned softly.

I traced her labia back down one side, and gave her another slow lick up, once again caressing her love life pea with my tongue.

"Ohhhhhhh"Kim moaned a fiddling louder.

Kim started to switch as I licked again, tracked back down, and licked again.

After several laps around her pussy, Kim began to tense with anticipation, as I approached her clit, so I gave it my undivided attention. I licked around it, swirling my tongue, and then using my rim to crusade up the little strong-armer to subject her passion release to my oral assault.

"Ohh ! Ohhh ! Kim groaned out

I took her little love push button between my back talk and massaged it with my lips imagining I was chewing it. I got the reaction I was hoping for as Kim took in a straightaway intimation and let it out in berate breaths. I released it, licked all around it, and then took it back in between my lips and began to hum with it there.

"Fffffffuck !"she cried out as her hands came down and mashed my fount into her quaking snatch, and I felt her legs tense.

I did my best to lick, hum, and sucking as she climaxed once, maybe twice, and then she relaxed and let me breathe.

"Happy birthday"I said as I came up for air.

"Shut up and have sex me."Kim said lustily.

Kim joined me on floor and got on all fours

"Do me from behind ! screw me hard !"

The sight of Kim on her deal and knees, vulnerable, offering herself to me, made me think of all of the times I took her in my dreams ; all the times I buried myself deep into her love tunnel, and the exhilaration I felt when I climaxed by my own bridge player. I was about to live that and my cock was so severe it hurt.

I moved in behind her, but could not resist feeling her ass. It was like the rest of her Danton True Young organic structure ; firm, enticing, arousing. I moved my hands all over it, kneading the globes and caressing her coxa. My hands followed them to her waistline, getting a surge of Adrenalin as I thought how it would feel to use her articulatio coxae as a lever to force back myself trench into her puss. I could not believe this was happening. I wanted it to go on forever. I wanted it to end now. I wanted to be innocent of the tensity that was building.

My hands left Kim's shank and they reached underneath to find her free boob. I kneaded them slowly, feeling how heavy they were ; how business firm, and how tight the tit had constricted. I ground my pelvis into hers, trying to wipe out just a little of my frustration, but there was only one way out.

"Please, Ron."Kim begged hotly.

She needed me, too. Kim was breathing deeply and pushing back to me ; offering herself ; begging for me to sink in her pussy, and convey her another climax.

I rubbed my tool inside her, testing, teasing, and then I pushed it in firmly, feeling her tight pussycat grudgingly part to take me. I took in a deep breath as my full metre was lost inside her and then shivered in small-scale rilievo and a deepening thirstiness

"Ohhhhhh. Yeah."Kim added as I began to slowly fuck her tight pussy.

I moved in and out slowly, savoring the way her pussy milked my prick. This added more urine to the tide building behind me, forcing me to go faster. I was rapidly losing controller. My lust and hunger were taking control.

My pace quickened and it fed on itself. Each thrust in sent a jolt of joy that would fool away and demand another. The faster I went ; the louder my lustfulness yelled for more. Then I realized it wasn't all lust that I was hearing.

"Yes, Ron ! piece of tail me ! Harder ! Harder !'

The little girl in my fantasy was begging to be pounded harder, driving my sexual tension to new heights. I was getting fill up and I was no longer in ascendance. I could not stop now. I used Kim's rose hip to force back her back into me as I stabbed abstruse and harder. The hit was violent. I might be hurting her, I could not order, but I could not give up. I had to cum. I had to have ministration

quip formed in the wall resisting my coming, and Kim's final shout of pleasure shattered it and I began to irrupt inside her.

"Awwwwwwwwww !

I yelled above Kim's own shouts, as my hips locked into hers and I poured my love life juice into her constricting pussy. I felt myself spurt once, twice, and then a third time, surely sending a Imperial gallon of liquid state in to her diminutive jam. I viciously pulled Kim's pelvic girdle into mine and felt the flood of joy wash over me, take me, and drive all early thought away. I shivered, convulsed, and saw little grim spots, as I was drowned in the whizz.

saneness oozed it's way back and I felt myself breathe again. I relaxed and as my vitals began to make up back into rule range, I became aware again. Kim was breathing deeply, trying to regain her own equanimity. Her boldness was turned sideways, eyes closed, and her cheek on the carpet. She looked mental object and happy.

I looked around for something to clean ourselves, as Kim opened her eyes, met mine, and smiled happily, maybe with a touch of plethora. I saw a Kleenex box on a nearby rack. My yield organ melted out of Kim. I got up and retrieved the tissue so we could belittle the staining of the carpet.

Kim got up too and I heard her say

"Owwwwww ! That hurt's"

Oh, piece of ass. I thought. I hurt her ! God, I'm such a blooming idiot ! I pounded and pounded, without thinking. I was so selfish and she's damage ! I tore her ! Fuck ! She'll hate me ! Now we are going to have to go to the hand brake room, and Kim will have to explain what happened and how it happened, and who did it to her ! It will probably be in the paper ! and Shit, what will Rachel say ?

"What's wrongly ? !"I asked excitedly

"I got rug burning on my knees."She said examining the red marks.

"Totally worth it."Kim said as she pulled me into her and gave me a yearn, passionate kiss.

"I..I didn't hurt you ? I thought I got, you know, a footling express away."I said relieved.

Kim chuckled and said.

"I'm not realize of field glass ! You were majuscule !"

I let out a sigh of relief and pulled her in for a hug, feeling her firm breasts compaction against me.

"Shower ?"Kim offered


"Oh, Yeah"I said grinning

We look a long hot shower, where we had sex again and I enjoyed soaping her ripe body. I made sure that her boob got very clean, soaping them several times and licking easy lay from her nipple making both them and my own cock hard. The urine eventually turned cold and chased us into her bed for the night.



The side by side sunup we were awakened by the audio of Kim's sleeping room door being slammed. We woke with a start, looked up, and saw Rachel standing there looking pissed.

"Aren't you done violating my sister, yet ? Rachel spat angrily.

"Rachel, Get out of my room !'yelled Kim

I got out of bed and looked for my underwear to pull out on. I'm not shy and it's not like Rachel had never seen me naked.

"I just needed to see if you went through with it."Rachel said bitterly, and walked out

God, I knew that was coming. I had hoped to put it off awhile. Rachel was always covetous. God knows why. She attracts male attending like flowers attract bees. It was part of the married couple I never got used to. cat would romance constantly with her ; and it didn't matter if I was there or not. I trusted Rachel, so I tried to blow it off. But, God forbid another charwoman looks crossways at me. She had snapped at Kim countless fourth dimension for being suggestive. Her own sister ! Whatever.

Kim and I threw on our clothes. I didn't like that. Kim looked very good naked and I had enjoyed seeing every bender of her organic structure. Her upturned, brood bosom ; her perfect leg ; the delicate lines of her bare shoulders, the gentle flair of her coxa, and the judge clotheshorse of her shapely seat. I was actually getting aroused as she moved around getting dressed. Kim noticed me watching her and said

"What ?"

"You're beautiful."I said like it had just dawned on me.

She rolled her eyes

"Took you farseeing enough."She said with a smile and buttoned her jeans.

Rachel was downstairs in the life room, sitting in a president when we came down. We plopped down on the couch.

"Why are you doing this to me ?'Rachel said, to me, with much lupus erythematosus anger than before.

I took in a breathing spell about to launch into a long explanation as to why I enjoyed being with Kim, explaining that she was fun and how our personalities meshed well, when Kim beat me to the punch.

"Rachel, what the screwing are you talking about ? number one, I practically raped Ron net night. I went after him."

I was going to object to the ravishment part. As I recall, I was pretty will. But, Kim did not attend like she was in the mood for humor.

"Second, YOU divorced him. YOU got a lawyer. YOU filed the document. YOU decided you and Ron did not work. YOU ! Rachel. So where the roll in the hay do you get off claiming to be some god tinker's dam victim ?"

This was a shot across Rachel's bow. Rachel had fallen quarry to Kim's tongue on to a greater extent than one occasion. She was not Kim's equate when it came to Einstein and wit. Rachel was no silent person, but she knew where her limits were. Kim had fired the initiative verbal burst, and if Rachel decided to fire back, it would not be pretty. I swallowed and sank back a bit.

"Screw it"Rachel said, but did not get up"I hope you two are happy as hell."

She did not vocalise like she was glad for us.

"Besides, I didn't really wake you for this. You two are going to help me."Rachel said very matter of factly ; like it had been decreed by God himself.

I could feel my humor beginning to simmer. cipher pisses me off quicker than being told what to do. Even in a workplace environs. I always chafed under a boss who said"Do this ... Do that."My current hirer, the coroner, Dr. Syygo, asked for anything that needed done. It was like I had a choice. Even though we both knew I didn't. It was just more polite, more civilised. Rachel knew this and was pushing my buttons. I found my vocalization before Kim, this time.

"Rachel, you don't tell me what to do, anymore. I'm not your husband and I don't have to even listen to what you want, let alone do it."I growled at her.

Kim just nodded curtly at her as if to say ‘ What he said."

"Petrov and I…"Rachel started but was cut shortly by Kim

"Boris ? ! You want us to help him ? What does he postulate, a honey oil card ?"snapped Kim

"His name is Petrov"said Kim snootily,"And, yes, he is office of this. Actually he is most of this"she said, again in that tonus of pronouncement, turning up the flack heating my temper.

"What exactly are we supposed to help you with ?"ask Kim, annoyance desegregate with curiosity.

"You are going to aid Petrov and I move"Said Rachel using the Same tone, and further pissing me off. She seemed to be enjoying this ; watching me deform red.

"motility ? Where ? Why ?"Kim asked very much startled and confused.

"He's asked me to marry him and I've accepted. We are going to live on in LA"

"A bit sudden, isn't it, Rach"I asked annoyed that she was getting married so soon after kicking me to the curb.

"That's none of your business."She said very condescendingly, and I felt my anger grow a bit more.

"well, I'm volition to help pack if you can work around my docket, but I'm not going to Calif."I stated flatly, trying to manipulate my anger for Kim's sake.

"You two will do it. You'll do it when I want and you'll even drive the fucking Ryder truck if I tell you. You'll do it or.."

My irritability kicked up two more notches at her tone and at her pick of word of honor. She was telling me what to do again, and now she was involving Kim, too.

"or I'll show everyone the video and recite them that is the reason Ron and I divorced."she said in the Saami god-damned feeling. She was doing this on purpose.

I was confused. What video ? I looked at Kim. She seemed bewildered and then a lighting went on.

"You fucking bitch."Kim snarled at Rachel

"What ?"I said looking at her confused.

Kim turned to me to explain, and did so with obvious bother and anger.

"A year or so ago, Dad got a barbarian hair about home security and had a home base system installed. Part of that involved a surveillance system, interior the house. The cerebration was if burglars got in, they could be identified. Mom hated it. She said it felt like it was spying on her. She always sat on that chair, to avoid the television camera in this room."

Kim said that pointing first at the chair Rachel sat in, and then up above it to a small smutty box looking right at us.

That was enough for me to tie in the dots. Rachel had checked out the television from the camera covering the living room, doubtless hoping to regain exactly what she did. Now we would do her command or she was going to show it to everyone and claim that finally night's sex took place before the divorce.

pushover ! My surliness boiled over. You can only complain a dog so many times before he bites.

"You fucking backbite"

I echoed Kim, but unlike her, I got up off the couch, walked over to Rachel. Her eyes got panoptic, she was certain I was going to belt her one. I was, but at the end second, the Word of God ‘ belt'triggered a easily idea and I grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the chair and drug her across the way, over to the dining room.

"Let me go, dammit ! I'll display everyone the video if you don't !"Rachel yelled with panic as she stumbled behind me.

"Kim, don't interfere ! She has had this coming for a prospicient time."I scolded Kim, who was shocked into silence ; something rare for her.

I pulled out a dining room chair, spun it around, sat, and pulled Rachel across my lap.

"Let me go ! Dammit ! I said let me go"

whack ! Whack ! knock ! knock ! whack !

I delivered the number one snow of the spanking Rachel had earned over the last half tenner. I had been pushed past rationality ; past even thought process.

"Owwwwwww !"Rachel screamed

"I -have –put- up -with –your- shit- for- long- decent"I said.

Each Holy Writ was punctuated with another blast to her jean covered fundament. But, even through my wrath it still struck me how everlasting Rachel's ass was ; perfectly rounded hips, tapering down forming a prissy heart shape. Her fanny itself ; round, full phase of the moon, and firm.

Whack ! belt ! Whack ! rap !

"Owwwwww ! Kimmy ! Are you just going to stand up there ? Do something ! !"yelled Rachel

"Can I help ?"said Kim coolly.

whang ! whang ! I continued as Kim's word's filtered in. I had always loved Rachel's ass. And with each swat, my anger was dissipating, and my stimulation was growing. I could palpate myself growing hard with Rachel's organic structure on top of me, both trying to strangle my growing erection and egging it on. I stopped spanking Rachel.

"Yeah, help me get her blue jean off. They are too hard on my hand."I said

"Don't you dare !"scolded Rachel

Whack ! Whack ! Whack !

I reigned down three more than swats, trying to adjust her attitude a bit. It wasn't working. Rachel was trying to kick Kim as she got near. I reached underneath and grabbed Rachel's hanging tit, feeling it's steadiness through her blouse and bra.

"Get your workforce off me !"Rachel squealed in surprise

I did, but only long enough to pull her blouse and bra up, exposing her breast. I grabbed the bare melon and squeezed it firmly for impression, and then took her pap between my thumb and index finger and gave it a firm pinch.

"Owwwwww ! Don't !"

"wait still ! Those bloomers are coming off, and if you don't hold still I'm going to see if this mamilla twists off, too"

She kept struggling so, I began to twist it.

"Owwwwwwwwwwww ! ! plosive speech sound !"she screamed

"Hold still and I will"

She complied, and Kim reached underneath and untie her knickers, and zipper. I let go of Rachel's pap and instead busied myself with releasing her other chest. Rachel did not object. I quickly had both boob free. I could find their weight as they hung free, and I busied one hand with fondling them. Kim was working both the jeans and panty down her hips when Rachel spoke again.

"Please don't do this !"

"hush !"I ordered"You've had this coming for a long sentence !'

The jeans and panty cleared Rachel's pelvic girdle and then slid down easily, giving me my world-class view of her bottom. It was red, like she just gotten out of a hot shower bath. Rachel held still as Kim completely stripped her bare from the waist down.

"What do think Kim, should we stop the job and strip her au naturel ?"I said motioning to her top.

"Yes. The overplus will do her good"replied Kim

"ass you !"Rachel snapped

"smacking ! Slap ! Slap ! I unloaded three coarse swats to her defenseless ass.

"Owwwwwwww ! stopover !"

The sound was so much unlike. More fluent. It sounded like it hurt. It felt amazing from my end ; as her bottom gave into the blows, but instantly bounced back as if to ask for More.

"Owwwwww !"That fucking hurts"Rachel screamed.

Slap ! Slap ! smacking ! I continued and then added.

"Apologize to your sister and then ask her to ask off your clothes"

"Owwwww ! fuck you both !"Rachel screamed.

So I spanked her harder and faster.

smacking ! smacking ! Slap ! smacking Slap ! Slap !

"Noooooooo ! Stop ! OKayyyyy ! Okayyy ! diaphragm ! I'm Sorry"I'm Sorry"

I stopped and asked

"What are you sorry for ?"

"I'm sorry for yelling at Kim !"she cried out, still feeling the burn on her ass

"And…"I prompted

She was silent, knowing her mouth was going to her in trouble, but ineffective to ask Kim to finish stripping her.

Slap ! Slap ! Slap ! slap ! I began spanking her again

"Owwwwwww ! Rachel yelled"Kimmy, take in off my clothes, please ! stop ! It hurts !"

I paused and Kim went to act. She pulled the blouse up and over Rachel's head, unmake her bra and pulled it off. It was done. Rachel was completely naked. I reached under and fondled her business firm breast as I viewed Rachel's bare ass.

The gloss had improved to a deeper red overall. I put my hand on her ass and felt that it had warmed, but it was not hot. That fact begged me to get again and I did.

"This is for trying to blackmail us !"

slap ! smack ! smacking ! Slap ! Slap !

"This is for trying to order us to help you !"

smacking ! smack ! smack ! Slap ! Slap !

"No ! break off it ! Stop it ! I'm sorry ! I'm sorry !

"This is for being a bitch at Kim's birthday party"

smacking ! Slap ! Slap ! Slap ! Slap !

"Please ! No Sir Thomas More !"

"This is for that god damn condescending shade of yours !"

Slap ! smacking ! smacking ! Slap ! Slap !

"Owwwwwww ! plosive speech sound ! Please ! No More ! I'm sorry !"

"Here."Kim said interrupting my rhythm and handing me a flat hair thicket

"springiness her some for me. She was always flirting with boyfriends. Some of them would make out around just to see Rachel."Kim continued

"No ! I didn't ! I'm sorry !"

Thap ! Thap ! Thap ! Sounded the hairbrush on Rachel's now very red and complaining ass. The pain was obviously much more intense as Rachel erupted into new, intense struggles and worked furiously to obstruct the ravishment.

Yowwwwwww ! No ! Stop it ! Owwwwww ! Please ! I'm sorry ! halt !

"This for all of Kim's swain"

"Thap ! Thap ! Thap ! Thap ! Thap ! Thap ! Thap !

"S..stop ! P..please !"Rachel cried.

Rachel was in tear now, and my anger was starting to melt under them, but I remembered one more thing, which spurred me on.

"And this is for making me beg for sex for all those geezerhood"

Thap ! Thap ! Thap ! Thap ! Thap ! Thap ! Thap ! Thap !

"Owwwwwwwwww ! I'm sorry ! I'm sorry ! Please ! hitch ! Don't !"

My arm was tired. My anger nearly gone. But I was now hard as a rock. Rachel was sobbing softly and Kim was looking at me expectantly. Rachel'ass was an angry red from her waistline all the way past were it melted seductively into her thigh. I took my handwriting and rubbed her red ass. Rachel jumped, probably thinking she was to be abused more. But, I was done inflicting pain. My opinion were on pleasure ; mine.

I squeezed her red ass, feeling how hot her skin was, and firm her butt was. And then I gently spread her ass impertinence, revealing her little rosebud. This got a reaction.

"sniff…sniff….We are not…sniff… hook up with anymore ! You're not allowed to touch me like that !"she said angrily, but with restraint. She knew how vulnerable she still was.

"You should have it off her in her ass"said Kim"She did it to you for all those years."

"No ! No ! You can't"Rachel started"

Thap ! I delivered a halfhearted slap to her ass.

"lull !"I ordered

Rachel hated anal sex. She would never let me anywhere near her butthole. I had longed to make love her there.

"Please don't."Rachel begged and her choice of words ; going from ‘ You can't"to"Please don't"told me she was beaten. She would leave me to necessitate her ass, but I didn't hatred her that practically. I had loved Rachel at one clip, and my anger was gone.

"Tell you what, Rachel. I will hold you a chance to apologise for all the entail thing you have done to me and I won't piece of tail you in your, oh so, shapely ass. Are you really sorry, Rachel ?"

"Yes !"she said quickly"I'm sorry"

"You're reaaaaallly sorry, and not just saying that ?"I asked again.

"Yes ! I'm really sorry."said Rachel, starting to meet herself together.

"OK then. You can break me the best cock sucking you have ever given and I will accept your apology."

"What !"she exclaimed.

"This way, I know you are sincere and not just lying to me to avoid having your ass fucked"

Rachel sat for a bit, intellection, and then sighed.

"Are you going to cum in my sassing ?"Rachel asked feeble

"Don't you think I should ?"I answered with my own condescending tone.

"Do I have to immerse ?"she asked knowing that if I said yes, she would do it.

"No, I guess you don't have to swallow."I said as I allowed her to get off my lap.

She stood up and I got to see the bosom that I had been fondling. They were like her sister's, pouty, upset, and firm looking. One teat, the one I had twisted, looked a little swollen. My cock reminded me how horny I was.

"Rachel, would you mind terribly if I sucked on your nipple for awhile ?"I asked like I was suggesting she go get me a cup of coffee.

I knew she sure as hell minded, but she did not want to realise my tempestuous and I knew it. She took a measure towards me, and I took one nipple into my mouth and sucked on it greedily. My helping hand went up and began to contract her former tit. I felt her sensitive teat begin to tighten, and I teased it with my tongue. Rachel squirmed slightly and I used my free handwriting to draw her in tightly. She winced as I handled her sore ass, but did not pull away. I switched slope and worked on her other breast, sucking like I was drawing pleasure directly from her soulfulness.

I pulled back, grabbed both tit and kneaded them feeling them give to my will and spring back. I was so ready for her mouth. I stood up, pulled down my pants and underclothes and sat back in the chair. One expression from me and Rachel was on her knee.

She took me hesitantly into her mouth and began to circle the psyche of my cock with her tongue, delaying the slide into her depths, but also ramping up my expectancy and foiling. I let out a groan as my shaft finally slid into her rima oris and went to the back of her throat. Rachel then started a slow dorsum and forth, rhythmic motion. Sliding me in, while pressing her lingua on the underside, and adding a little more than suction on the way out. It felt soooo good.

I opened my eyes and saw Kim, looking at us, longingly. I motioned her over, and pulled her in for a deep, wet osculation. My hands found Kim's breasts and I massaged them through her shirt. She had not put on a bra for our rendezvous with Rachel, and I could palpate her vertical nub easily through her shirt. Kim pulled back, and took her shirt off letting me feast, first with my eyes, and quickly with my back talk on her staring breasts.

Rachel began to cull up the footstep, and my anxiousness was transferred to Kim's knocker as I sucked more deeply, kneaded her titty with one hand, and her ass with my early.

"Mmmmmmmmm"I moaned into Kim's tit as Rachel continued to displace back and forth, driving me mad. I began to shake my hips trying to get her to go faster, and was squeezing Kim's body more aggressively as my high temperature built.

"Faster, Rach !"Kim encouraged, sensing what I needed.

Rachel did get down to impress faster. I felt a shiver run down my spinal column as her tongue slid faster under my throbbing organ. She went loyal still. I took my mouth from Kim's luscious nipple.

"Oh, God, Rachel ! nookie, that tactile property safe ! Almost there ! Almost…"

And then the initiation flipped and I began to spurt hot cum into Rachel's rima oris. Rachel felt the low circle, and to my storm she swallowed and kept milking me. It was like it was her own living's origin. I squeezed Kim's breast and at my first burst I greedily took in her teat and began to pull it deep into my mouth.

I felt my second spurt and then my third. Rachel was taking it all and Kim was pulling me tight into her house tit making breathing impossible. But, I did not wish. breathing was not important at the consequence. Filling Rachel's mouth with cum and my own mouth with tight, erect nipple overwhelmed me, and pushed everything else out.

I backed away from Kim's thorax and pulled her in for another trench osculation, as my coming peaked and began to crawfish out. Rachel finished and withdrew, but slowly jacked me off, as if not wanting to be finished. Kim and I kissed, moving the acerate leaf down from red hot passion to relaxed lover.

"Wow ! Fuck, Rachel ! Where was that when we were married ?'

Rachel had rarely given me head and never let me cum in her mouth. The cerebration of her swallowing was as far fetched as metre change of location. I kissed Kim again and whispered.

"Thank you. That was the dandy experience of my life."

I meant it. I pulled her into a tight hug and whispered again

"I think I love you"

I meant that too.

"Me, too"she whispered back.

Rachel got up, and without a word gathered up her clothes and went upstairs. We heard the bathroom room access close, and soon the shower was running. Kim and I cuddled together on the lounge, saying nothing for a long time.

"Kim ?"I asked"Why did you do that ?"

‘ Do what ?"came the obligatory reply, even though she knew exactly what I was talking about.

"service me spank, and then boost me to feature sex, Scheol to practically ravish, your sis ?"

"sister talk."Kim started."Rachel would profess to using sex to get what she wanted and rationing it out, like it was aureate. I just thought that you deserved to take a little……..and I wanted to see how you would react if you could have me or Rachel.

"What ?"I looked at her with across-the-board heart."That was a test ?"

"Sorta. Rachel is smoking hot and I am just cute. I wanted to see if you would even opine of me when you were given the opportunity. You did."Kim responded with a worried smile.

"I'm not sure I like that."I said, and then added with a smirk"Maybe you need a spanking."

Kim cuddled back into me. I looked around for the remote, found it and clicked on the TV.

"I want to see how the Rocky Mountains did last night"

"So, it starts"Kim said with a smile and a light look"I'm soon to become a variation widow."

The TV linked up with the satellites and soon the total darkness window was replaced by a panorama featuring a smoldering car with emergency equipment all around. The announcer was in mid-sentence.

‘ on the consideration of anonymity told this reporter that police are treating this as a homicide, and that explosives were likely involved. The individuality of the man killed in the explosion has not been released, but my author William Tell me that he is a Russian national, here on a work visa. His name is Boris Leniovich. My source tells me that Petrov is suspected of having draw to the Russian mob, who may be trying to make headway a foot wait in the Denver area."

"Wow"I said"It sounds like his mob sidekick blew him up. I wonder what he did ?'

"I don't know. Maybe he was doing the boss's wife."Kim answered

"A one tract-mind. My sort of lady."I tossed back to her.

"Hungry ?"Kim queried

"Yeah. I could eat a horse."I said realizing how hungry I was.

Kim was about to say something when Rachel's stressed and worked up vocalisation carried down to us from upstair

"Why, Petrov ? Why, what is wrong ? ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ..I don't understand ? Why ?"

There was a long suspension and Rachel's voice changed to surprise and then shock.

"What ! ... ... ..But, Petrov ! ... ... .Why ? ! ... ... ..Petrov, they'll kill me !"

Kim and I looked at each early, each of eyeing the same unspoken head. Rachel was almost in tears now.

"Please, Petrov ! Don't…………please ! ... ... ... ... ..Nooooooooooooo !

And then all we heard was Rachel sobbing.


To be continued……..