I lead a nice boring 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 lows either. I have a decent job ; I'm Assistant Coroner at the county morgue. It's far from glamorous, but it pays the bills. I drive a decent car, and I can travel a petty each year.

Not that I have anyone to travel with. I'm recently divorced. We just signed the paper lowest calendar month. God, was that bitter. Rachel and I had been married for five eld ; no fry, thank God. But, it got ugly over the assets. It wasn't like there were a lot of those. We had almost no equity in our sign, thanks to the explosion housing burp ; two nearly paid for auto ; and we each had a retirement account.

I'm just glad I was in direction of our money. I'd had kept Rachel on a budget, vetoed the idea of getting a huge house, an adjustable pursuit pace mortgage, and I had not allowed credit card debt. Rachel fucking hated that. She came from a family that spent money, regardless of possessing it or not. Their mention wit were always maxed out ; they changed cars every other year, and lived in a house they couldn't afford. She thought we should experience the same way.

I guess some of that was my demerit. I always treated her like a pouf, giving her presents, taking her out as often as I could, and spending any spear carrier money I had on her. You couldn't blame me, though. Rachel is a fucking smasher. She's the hot blonde right out of Central Casting. Five-five, tight figure, arrant c-cup boobs, a really nice backside, and the face of an Angel Falls. She really looked like she belonged in the movies.

I had no idea what she saw in me. I'm in force looking enough ; above norm if I wanted to take a chance 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 nirvana with her on my arm. The guy would stare at her and then search 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 ferment to finally get to bask that body of hers. She always said she was saving herself for marriage. I eventually wore her down, and the live on few months before the wedding ceremony we had sex a few multiplication. At the time I thought it was swell. I came to agnise she was never saving herself for the honeymoon bed ; she hated sex.

The combat 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 exceptional night 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 blood male and I expect sex from my wife. It was a constant struggle to get it once a calendar week. It was frustrating especially when I would expend the week ogling her delectable body, seeing her nude in the shower, or just getting dressed. She would drive me risky just vacuuming the room wearing jeans. Oh, for sure, If she wanted something ; like an expensive clothes, she would work on the charm, seduce me, and usually get what she wanted. That sex always put me on sully nine and those multiplication became the highlighting of my life.

They were also few and far between. I'm not a miser. Not even close. I do my part to facilitate the American economic system, but I just refuse to over-extend myself. My parents did that. Well, Dad mostly. Mom was the creditworthy one. Dad would bring domicile useless gismo, like an reflexive murphy stripteaser, all the clock time. They eventually had to declare bankruptcy, back when I was still in luxuriously shoal. 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 dead, in his bed. The autopsy said accidental expiry by tab and spirits. I always wondered. Dad drank, and he took painkillers for an old injury from his Army daylight. But, he knew the risk. He lectured me once when the dentist gave me a prescription medicine for Vicoden, after having a wisdom tooth pulled.

"Now don't you go out drinking, while you're taking those contraceptive pill. That's a sure 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 dollar mark in our savings chronicle and would desire to botch it. My objection of needing it in type something happening were always answered with.

"You worry too much. We're offspring ; we need to receive fun."

It never mattered that I was right. She wrecked her car, and that wiped out our savings with the medical checkup deductable and getting her car fixed. She healed up fine. She hated that I was right about the money, and sex was out of the interrogative 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 alimony, even though we both worked and she had a good job. She wanted a piece of my diminished 401 ( k ). She wanted me to pay off her personal deferred payment board. Finally, I gave in and signed over all interest in our home ; the only asset we had of time value and she signed the written document.

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

Tonight, I have a slight fervour planned. Today is Kimmy's 21st birthday. Kimmy is Rachel's picayune sister ; the ‘ homely sister'as she calls herself. Rachel has Playboy feeling. Her sister, Kimmy, is the young woman side by side door. Her body is on par with her sis's ; maybe a picayune smaller in the chest and slightly flatter hips, but still very pretty. It was just heavily to stand up to Rachel, and Kimmy hated life in her sister's shadow.

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

It was dark in the night club so it took me quite awhile to find the Kimmy. She saw me kickoff and started waving frantically. I walked over and found her 6-top table filled with her, three other lady friend, and Rachel. I gave a perfunctory nod to Rachel, who did the same, as Kimmy threw her implements of war around me and gave me a very aggressive kiss. It took me a bit to retake my wits as I returned her wet, lusty, kiss.

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

"What was that for ?"I asked surprised.

"It's my birthday. All natal day girls get kissed"she replied, but that answer seemed well short of the intensity of that kiss.

This could be an interesting night I thought, and accepted Kimmy's invitation to take the remaining hindquarters. Kim re-introduce me to her three female child friends, all of which I had met. First there were the twin sis, Karen and Sharon. They weren't identical, and I could never see any fellowship resemblance. Karen was blonde with blue devil eyes. Sharon had brown hair and dark eyes. The other noblewoman was Tasha, a pretty red-head, and Kimmy's best friend.

The waitress came by for my drink 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 party"I said.

Kimmy was most eager. Her girl agreed. Rachel glared.

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

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

A vocal from Whitesnake came on and Kimmy grabbed me by the hired man and started to drag me out to the dance floor.

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

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

"Tasha, Can you please take maintenance of them for me ?"I asked"Tip her a few bucks, 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 trading floor.

"What is it, 80's night or something ?"motioning up toward the music

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

We gyrated and danced to the Song dynasty. I could not help oneself acknowledge how honorable Kimmy looked. She was wearing squiffy dungaree that showed off the curves of her eubstance. She was being a good daughter and had on a bra, but that did not prevent her breasts from bouncing, heaving and capturing my attention. When I looked up from checking her out she was looking at me, smiling, as if to say ‘ Gotcha ’. I felt my case go hot.

The Song ended and Sweet Child of Mine by gun for hire and Roses came on. This birdsong was less energetic and we spent way too much clock time looking into each other's eyes. When it ended she eased into my arms and gave me another deep kiss, which I eagerly returned. I was still confused, but I couldn't help kiss her rear. Her buss was hot, driving, and was meant to pound menage a point beyond ‘ Thanks for the dance."component of me understood that point, and I felt an erecting commencement to maturate. I broke off the kiss.

"Kimmy, people are going to gaze"I said grin, but not taking my arms from around her.

"Yes, I know. It isn't often they see a adult female as strikingly fine-looking as I am."She said with a grin.

I rolled my centre and lead her back to the mesa. The boozing had arrived and I nearly drained mine with the first base prospicient drag. I noticed Rachel had not warmed up to me at all, and was staring sticker at me. We talked for a few vocal, telling stories, and Kim flirting with me seemingly non-stop.

The music era changed as Lady Gaga's Poker boldness came on. Tasha got up, grabbed my hand and said.

"Time to pay up. This is my ducky Sung"

I had no intention of saying no, either to paying my debt or to ogle Tasha as she moved on the floor. Tasha was small-scale, about 5'2 ”. Maybe a smidge heavy, but that only made her ass look really Nice. I already mentioned her flowing red mane, which hung down to her shoulders, and accented her sparkling green heart. She probably had C-cup chest, but they looked larger on her small framing. Tasha is very pretty and I could tell from the mesa causerie, that she was sluttish to sing to. That was hard on the dance trading floor, but I tried anyway.

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

"You know, Kimmy really likes you."

I wasn't certainly how to take that, and Tasha picked up on my confusion and went on.

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

"Ya, divorced from her sister"I added

Tasha just raised her eyebrows 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 arms and gave Tasha a hug.

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

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

"Anyone else need another ?"I offered

Kimmy and the twins 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.

‘ shtup'I thought. I was getting tired. But, when pretty woman want your attention…..

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

We danced an energetic version of Nazareth's haircloth of the Dog, but Karenic and Sharon seemed much more occupy in each early than me. I variety of felt like a airplane propeller, 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 kick'

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

The three of us sat down. I wiped my brow, and exhaled. The new round of drinks appeared about the metre my heart rate dropped to 100, and I took another foresighted pull.

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

Before I could even compile an solvent much less 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 petty sister"Kimmy said with a prankish 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 same smirk on their facial expression, like the joke was on me. Kimmy and I have flirted shamelessly for the last five years. She was a gangly XV year old when I started dating her sister. There was sexual tension between us for years, especially when it was evident that things 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 beauty herself. Late in our union if I needed a fantasy to help relief myself when Rachel wouldn't ; Kimmy's nerve and body would stand in. She was an easy soul to care. She is personable and sweet-smelling, with just a touch of bitch thrown in. She is smart and has a smashing common sense 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 morals of an alley cat, a syphilitic crotch, all tied together by delusions of adequacy."

The young lady had made a pass at her then boyfriend, and left in tears. I laughed at her later about it, and almost got my own upbraiding, before she realized I was not mocking her.

Now, though ? I had not thought about women in ecumenical for several calendar month, least of all Kimmy. I damn near forgot about her natal day, I was so focused on getting out of my matrimony. What was she up to ? I thought I was about to happen out when she almost shouted

"It's about time."

As the piano intro for All my spirit by K-Ci and JoJo came over the sound system, Kimmy took me by the hand and led me out to the terpsichore floor and poured herself into my arms. Kimmy is much shortsighted than my 6 foot height ; maybe coming in at 5'4 ”. ‘ Dynamite in minor packages"was the phase that often sprang to mind.

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

Needing a distraction I tried to talk'

Kimmy.."I started, but she interrupted without moving her top dog from it's sleep spot.

"shout me Kim. Kimmy is a footling girl's name.'and then she pulled back a full step.

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

"Noooo."I said drawing that out, and looking her from head teacher to toe.

She was wearing a simple, hardheaded outfit of jeans and a sweater. Both were tighter than they needed to be, showing off the alluring dandy of her breast and the shapeliness 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 feature 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 rip and a hideaway to the door 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 ascendance."Kim, please talk to me."

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

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

"sniff…Why do you afford a fuck what my precious big sister thinks, anyway ?"Kim snapped at me angrily.

A thousand reasons seem to flood into my idea. But logic defeated them all in moment. I smiled at her and said.

"I guess I don't"

"Then am I not unspoilt 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 shoulders as she looked at her shoes was the only answer I got.

"You just watch 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 look totally convinced.

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

"Can we go complete our dancing ? I'd really like that."I said and then added with a footling mirth"I didn't get a chance to take hold of your ass."

That got a grin from her. Kim had actually done that to me at my wedding receipt. We were in the middle of a slow dancing, and she dropped one hand and filled it with my backside. She giggled when I about came out of my tegument.

But, then the thought of the wedding reception reminded me of something else

"How are you and Rachel doing after……"I let the question stand out.

Kim and Rachel's parents had been killed six months ago, in a traffic stroke. Kim still lived in the family rest home. Rachel had moved back in after the divorcement. They both needed someone to incline on, plus the bills had to be paid. I led her back to the dancing level. She answered me as we walked back.

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

Kim pulled me in tight and I did not resist. The dance was nearly over so we just swayed slowly holding each former ; feeling each other's passion and the emotion of the saltation. The strain ended and we held each for an extra s and then she pulled back, taking my paw with her.

"You forgot to catch 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 board in moments. Then I heard Tasha say.

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

Karen and Sharon did the same affair, grinning at me, as they gathered their things.

"Very late."said Sharon.

"Nearly morning."echoed Karen

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 tweak 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 peeress good-by. 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 tempt fate."

Two beers on my 210 pound flesh was not going to impair me near as much as whatever Kim had tried to ward off with her 105 lbs. She did not indicate. We rode to her business firm in secrecy, marked only by her insistence ( I did not listen ) to halt my right hand as we traveled. My bucketful seats, much to her annoying did not allow her to sit close.

I had knew what was going to happen when I got Kim household. She wasn't exactly being subtle. But, it was happening so fast. Should I sleep with her ? I mean she's a niggling drunk ; I don't want to take in 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 period ? Do I have a go at it her ? Did I love her Sister ? How much Sir Henry Joseph Wood would a woodchuck chow if a Marmota monax could chuck would ? Fuck, I don't know.

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

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

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

"I think I've made it decipherable what I want, so am I gon na get prosperous ?'she said in a step that was both easy and insistent at the same sentence.

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

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

"Well, 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 point out me for nearly six years"she said with a tip 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 observance me."

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

"Fantasize ?"she said perking up with a very implike 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 movie star Sister in the house and when you would jerk off, you thought of me ?"she said amused.

I blushed deeper, but could not make for myself to even nod my top dog.

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

Those ten words hung for just a second and then we both moved towards each other. Kim's kiss came to me almost as an attack. I met her with equalise heat. There had been sufficiency foreplay in the finis half decade. She knew what she wanted, and so I was going to break it to her.

My hands went for her sweater, but she beat me by half a rhythm, and pulled it over her head. The spare few seconds to wait for Kim to remove her bra were too many. I needed to see her titmouse. I hungered to try her fruit. I longed to find her mamilla harden in my oral fissure. I reached under her breast, yanked her bra over them and took her nub into my mouth. Kim's breast was firm, inviting, and I mauled her other melon as I teased her nipple into a crocked cherry.

Kim jumped at my aggressive action mechanism, recovered, released her now useless bra, and unfastened her denim. I grudging released her breast, so I could disrobe. My clothes were gone in an minute, and I pulled Kim to me and kissed her passionately, our clapper dancing, and each of us moaning our lust as we pawed at each other.


I kissed Kim into the couch, and I worked my consistence between her willingly parted branch. I was so close to taking her. My backtalk moved from hers to her cheek, and then her neck opening. 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 attending.

I took one hand and moved it above her head, earning a dumbfound look. The second base script followed.

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

Kim parted her legs wider, giving my unchained memory access to her neatly trimmed pussy. I was greeted by the musk of her arousal and the glistening of her egotistic vulva.

"Mmmmmmmm"Kim moaned in anticipation.

Rachel had never been this willing in her life story, and I dove in. I started at the bottom of her dripping nook and dragging my glossa from the top of her short rosebud, through her wet rim and ending as my clapper slathered over her clit.

"Ohhhhhhh"Kim moaned softly.

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

"Ohhhhhhh"Kim moaned a little louder.

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

After respective lick around her pussy, Kim began to tense with expectation, as I approached her clit, so I gave it my undivided attention. I licked around it, swirling my tongue, and then using my lips to bear on up the little hood to subject her erotic love button to my oral assault.

"Ohh ! Ohhh ! Kim groaned out

I took her little love clitoris between my lips and massaged it with my lips imagining I was chewing it. I got the response I was hoping for as Kim took in a quick breath and let it out in ragged breaths. I released it, licked all around it, and then took it back in between my backtalk and began to hum with it there.

"Fffffffuck !"she cried out as her hands came down and philander my face into her quaking pussy, and I felt her branch tense.

I did my scoop to lick, hum, and suck 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 nooky me."Kim said lustily.

Kim joined me on floor and got on all fours

"Do me from behind ! screw me difficult !"

The mess of Kim on her mitt and knees, vulnerable, offering herself to me, made me recollect all of the prison term 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 hired hand. I was about to live that and my cock was so surd it hurt.

I moved in behind her, but could not resist feeling her ass. It was like the residual of her young body ; firm, enticing, arousing. I moved my hands all over it, kneading the orb and caressing her hips. My hands followed them to her waist, getting a spate of Adrenalin as I thought how it would feel to use her hips as a lever tumbler to drive myself inscrutable into her twat. I could not conceive this was happening. I wanted it to go on forever. I wanted it to end now. I wanted to be free of the tension that was building.

My hands left Kim's waist and they reached underneath to line up her relieve breasts. I kneaded them slowly, feeling how heavy they were ; how firm, and how tight the nipples had constricted. I ground my hips into hers, trying to erase just a little of my defeat, 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 penetrate her pussy, and convey her another climax.

I rubbed my cock inside her, testing, teasing, and then I pushed it in firmly, feeling her fast slit grudgingly function to take on me. I took in a deep breathing spell as my wide-cut meter was lost inside her and then shivered in modest succor and a deepening hunger

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

I moved in and out slowly, savoring the way her kitty-cat milked my cock. This added more water to the tide edifice behind me, forcing me to displace faster. I was rapidly losing command. My lecherousness and hunger were taking control.

My tempo quickened and it fed on itself. Each drive in sent a jounce of joy that would spread out and involve another. The faster I went ; the louder my lust yelled for more. Then I realized it wasn't all lust that I was hearing.

"Yes, Ron ! Fuck me ! Harder ! Harder !'

The girl in my illusion was begging to be pounded harder, driving my sexual tension to new heights. I was getting close and I was no longer in controller. I could not stop now. I used Kim's hips to take her dorsum into me as I stabbed deeper and harder. The collision was fierce. I might be hurting her, I could not severalize, but I could not break. I had to cum. I had to have rest period

Cracks formed in the wall resisting my sexual climax, and Kim's last yell of pleasure shattered it and I began to blow up inside her.

"Awwwwwwwwww !

I yelled above Kim's own shout, as my hips locked into hers and I poured my erotic love juice into her constricting pussycat. I felt myself spurt once, twice, and then a third time, surely sending a congius of liquid in to her midget hole. I viciously pulled Kim's hips into mine and felt the flood of pleasure wash over me, direct me, and drive all other thought away. I shivered, convulsed, and saw picayune total darkness post, as I was drowned in the sense datum.

Sanity oozed it's way back and I felt myself breathe again. I relaxed and as my vitals began to go under back into normal range, I became aware again. Kim was breathing deeply, trying to regain her own composure. Her expression was turned sideways, eyes closed, and her cheek on the carpet. She looked content and happy.

I looked around for something to cleanse ourselves, as Kim opened her eyes, met mine, and smiled happily, maybe with a tactual sensation of superfluity. I saw a Kleenex box on a nearby sales booth. My damp organ melted out of Kim. I got up and retrieved the tissue so we could minimize the staining of the carpeting.

Kim got up too and I heard her say

"Owwwwww ! That hurt's"

Oh, screw. I thought. I hurt her ! God, I'm such a fucking moron ! I pounded and pounded, without thinking. I was so selfish and she's hurt ! I tore her ! Fuck ! She'll hate me ! Now we are going to have to go to the emergency 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 hoot, what will Rachel say ?

"What's wrongly ? !"I asked excitedly

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

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

"I..I didn't trauma you ? I thought I got, you know, a little convey away."I said relieved.

Kim chuckled and said.

"I'm not made of methamphetamine ! You were majuscule !"

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

"Shower ?"Kim offered


"Oh, Yeah"I said grinning

We look a long hot cascade, where we had sex again and I enjoyed soaping her ripe body. I made sure that her breasts got very make clean, soaping them several fourth dimension and licking goop from her nipples making both them and my own tool hard. The water eventually turned cold and chased us into her bed for the night.



The next morning we were awakened by the strait 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 root for 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 overjealous. God knows why. She attracts manlike attention like flowers attract bees. It was part of the marriage I never got used to. Guy would mash 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 woman looks crossway at me. She had snapped at Kim countless times for being indicative. 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 curve of her body. Her upturned, pouting breasts ; her unadulterated leg ; the delicate lines of her bare shoulder joint, the gentle style of her hips, and the marked gallant of her shapely bottom. 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 long enough."She said with a smiling and buttoned her jeans.

Rachel was downstairs in the living 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 practically less anger than before.

I took in a breath 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 fuck are you talking about ? outset, I practically raped Ron endure night. I went after him."

I was going to object to the rape office. As I recall, I was pretty bequeath. But, Kim did not look like she was in the humour for sense of humour.

"arcsecond, YOU divorced him. YOU got a lawyer. YOU filed the papers. 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 damn victim ?"

This was a sprout across Rachel's bow. Rachel had fallen fair game to Kim's lingua on more than one juncture. She was not Kim's equal when it came to brains and wit. Rachel was no dummy, but she knew where her demarcation were. Kim had fired the first verbal burst, and if Rachel decided to discharge back, it would not be pretty. I swallowed and sank back a bit.

"roll in the hay it"Rachel said, but did not get up"I hope you two are glad as hell."

She did not go like she was felicitous for us.

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

I could feel my irritation outset to simmer. nada pisses me off quicker than being told what to do. Even in a work surroundings. I always chafed under a Bos who said"Do this ... Do that."My electric current Bos, 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 cultured, more civilised. Rachel knew this and was pushing my buttons. I found my voice 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 mind 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 short by Kim

"Boris ? ! You want us to aid him ? What does he require, a gullible card ?"snapped Kim

"His epithet is Petrov"said Kim snootily,"And, yes, he is contribution of this. Actually he is most of this"she said, again in that tone of pronouncement, turning up the ardour heating my temper.

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

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

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

"He's asked me to marry him and I've accepted. We are going to go 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 leave to serve wad if you can work on around my schedule, but I'm not going to California"I stated flatly, trying to see to it 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 motortruck if I tell you. You'll do it or.."

My temper kicked up two more notches at her tone and at her alternative of language. She was telling me what to do again, and now she was involving Kim, too.

"or I'll show everyone the video and recount them that is the reasonableness Ron and I divorced."she said in the same god-damned tone. She was doing this on purpose.

I was confused. What video ? I looked at Kim. She seemed bewildered and then a light 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 wild hair about home certificate and had a home system installed. parting of that involved a surveillance system, INSIDE the house. The thinking 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 head off the camera in this room."

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

That was enough for me to plug in the Lucy in the sky with diamonds. Rachel had checked out the picture from the camera covering the aliveness room, doubtless hoping to find out exactly what she did. Now we would do her summons or she was going to show it to everyone and claim that finis night's sex took place before the divorce.

shot ! My irritability boiled over. You can only kick a dog so many meter before he bites.

"You fucking bitch"

I echoed Kim, but unlike her, I got up off the sofa, walked over to Rachel. Her eyes got widely, she was certain I was going to belt out her one. I was, but at the conclusion second, the word ‘ belt'triggered a better idea and I grabbed her wrist joint and pulled her out of the chairperson and drug her across the room, over to the dining room.

"Let me go, dammit ! I'll show 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 yearn time."I scolded Kim, who was shocked into silence ; something uncommon for her.

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

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

Whack ! Whack ! Whack ! whack ! Whack !

I delivered the foremost blows of the spanking Rachel had earned over the final stage half ten. I had been pushed past rationality ; past even intellection.

"Owwwwwww !"Rachel screamed

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

Each word was punctuated with another bump to her jean covered undersurface. But, even through my anger it still struck me how perfect Rachel's ass was ; perfectly rounded hips, tapering down forming a nice tenderness shape. Her bottom itself ; cycle, total, and firm.

rap ! Whack ! knock ! Whack !

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

"Can I help ?"said Kim coolly.

Whack ! knock ! I continued as Kim's give-and-take's filtered in. I had always loved Rachel's ass. And with each swat, my anger was dissipating, and my rousing was growing. I could feel myself growing hard with Rachel's body on top of me, both trying to stifle my growing hard-on and egging it on. I stopped spanking Rachel.

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

"Don't you dare !"scolded Rachel

rap ! knock ! whang !

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

"Get your bridge player off me !"Rachel squealed in surprise

I did, but only long enough to pull her blouse and bra up, exposing her tit. I grabbed the bare melon vine and squeezed it firmly for result, and then took her tit between my quarter round and forefinger and gave it a stiff pinch.

"Owwwwww ! Don't !"

"Hold still ! Those trouser are coming off, and if you don't hold still I'm going to see if this teat twists off, too"

She kept struggling so, I began to twist it.

"Owwwwwwwwwwww ! ! stop !"she screamed

"custody still and I will"

She complied, and Kim reached underneath and undid her pants, and zipper. I let go of Rachel's mammilla and instead busied myself with releasing her other breast. Rachel did not object. I quickly had both breasts free. I could feel their weightiness as they hung loose, and I busied one hand with fondling them. Kim was working both the jean and panty down her rose hip when Rachel spoke again.

"Please don't do this !"

"still !"I ordered"You've had this coming for a long time !'

The blue jean and pantie cleared Rachel's hips and then slid down easily, giving me my first off position of her bottom. It was red, like she just gotten out of a hot shower. Rachel held still as Kim completely stripped her bare from the shank down.

"What do call back Kim, should we eat up the job and discase her raw ?"I said motioning to her top.

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

"screwing you !"Rachel snapped

"slap ! smacking ! Slap ! I unloaded three harsh swats to her naked ass.

"Owwwwwwww ! Stop !"

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

"Owwwwww !"That fucking hurts"Rachel screamed.

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

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

"Owwwww ! Fuck you both !"Rachel screamed.

So I spanked her harder and faster.

Slap ! smack ! Slap ! Slap slap ! Slap !

"Noooooooo ! occlusion ! OKayyyyy ! Okayyy ! Stop ! 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 burning at the stake on her ass

"And…"I prompted

She was silent, knowing her mouth was going to her in worry, but unable to ask Kim to end stripping her.

smacking ! smacking ! Slap ! Slap ! I began spanking her again

"Owwwwwww ! Rachel yelled"Kimmy, take off my apparel, please ! Stop ! It hurts !"

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

The color 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 pressure us !"

slap ! smack ! Slap ! Slap ! Slap !

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

Slap ! slap ! Slap ! Slap ! Slap !

"No ! block off it ! terminate it ! I'm sorry ! I'm sorry !

"This is for being a kick at Kim's natal day party"

smacking ! Slap ! Slap ! smacking ! smacking !

"Please ! No more !"

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

Slap ! smacking ! Slap ! Slap ! Slap !

"Owwwwwww ! catch ! Please ! No Thomas More ! I'm sorry !"

"Here."Kim said interrupting my rhythm method and handing me a flat pilus brush

"Give her some for me. She was always flirting with boyfriends. Some of them would come in 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 bother was obviously much to a greater extent intense as Rachel erupted into new, intense conflict and worked furiously to immobilise the rape.

Yowwwwwww ! No ! turn back it ! Owwwwww ! Please ! I'm sorry ! Stop !

"This for all of Kim's young man"

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

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

Rachel was in tears now, and my angriness was starting to melt under them, but I remembered one more matter, which spurred me on.

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

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

"Owwwwwwwwww ! I'm sorry ! I'm sorry ! Please ! block ! 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 hand and rubbed her red ass. Rachel jumped, probably thinking she was to be abused more. But, I was done inflicting painfulness. My view were on delight ; mine.

I squeezed her red ass, feeling how hot her skin was, and house her stub was. And then I gently spread her ass cheeks, revealing her fiddling rosebud. This got a reaction.

"sniff…sniff….We are not…sniff… married 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 fuck 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 smack to her ass.

"Quiet !"I ordered

Rachel hated anal sex. She would never let me anywhere near her butthole. I had longed to have it off her there.

"Please don't."Rachel begged and her option of words ; going from ‘ You can't"to"Please don't"told me she was beaten. She would allow me to take her ass, but I didn't hate her that often. I had loved Rachel at one clip, and my ire was gone.

"Tell you what, Rachel. I will give you a hazard to apologize for all the mean matter you have done to me and I won't shag 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 gather herself together.

"OK then. You can collapse me the best blowjob you have ever given and I will bear 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 moment, thinking, and then sighed.

"Are you going to cum in my mouth ?"Rachel asked weakly

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

"Do I have to swallow ?"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 titty that I had been fondling. They were like her sister's, pouty, overturned, and house looking. One mamilla, the one I had twisted, looked a fiddling swollen. My stopcock reminded me how horny I was.

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

I knew she sure as Hades minded, but she did not want to make my angry and I knew it. She took a stone's throw towards me, and I took one nipple into my mouth and sucked on it greedily. My hand went up and began to squeeze her former tit. I felt her sore mamilla begin to tighten, and I teased it with my clapper. Rachel squirmed slightly and I used my free hired man to draw her in tightly. She winced as I handled her sore ass, but did not pull away. I switched sides and worked on her former chest, sucking like I was drawing pleasure directly from her soul.

I pulled back, grabbed both chest and kneaded them feeling them give to my will and recoil back. I was so ready for her mouth. I stood up, pulled down my pant and underwear and sat back in the president. One facial expression from me and Rachel was on her knees.

She took me hesitantly into her backtalk and began to encircle the read/write head of my stopcock with her tongue, delaying the slideway into her depths, but also ramping up my expectancy and foiling. I let out a groan as my putz finally slid into her oral cavity and went to the book binding of her throat. Rachel then started a slow spine and Forth River, rhythmic motion. Sliding me in, while pressing her glossa on the underside, and adding a little more 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 trench, wet kiss. My hands found Kim's titty and I massaged them through her shirt. She had not put on a bra for our rendezvous with Rachel, and I could feel her erect nub easily through her shirt. Kim pulled back, and took her shirt off letting me feast, first with my center, and quickly with my mouth on her perfect breasts.

Rachel began to pick up the pace, and my anxiety was transferred to Kim's titty as I sucked more deeply, kneaded her bosom with one hand, and her ass with my former.

"Mmmmmmmmm"I moaned into Kim's breast as Rachel continued to move back and Forth, driving me mad. I began to rock my articulatio coxae trying to get her to go faster, and was squeezing Kim's body more aggressively as my heating system built.

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

Rachel did begin to travel faster. I felt a shiver run down my spine as her clapper slid faster under my throbbing pipe organ. She went faster still. I took my oral fissure from Kim's luscious nipple.

"Oh, God, Rachel ! Fuck, that feels dear ! almost there ! Almost…"

And then the trigger flipped and I began to spout hot cum into Rachel's backtalk. Rachel felt the first roach, and to my storm she swallowed and kept milking me. It was like it was her own biography's rakehell. I squeezed Kim's breast and at my foremost flare-up I greedily took in her nipple and began to pull it deep into my mouth.

I felt my moment jet and then my third gear. Rachel was taking it all and Kim was pulling me besotted into her house knocker making breathing impossible. But, I did not handle. ventilation was not authoritative at the moment. Filling Rachel's mouth with cum and my own lip with fast, erect nipple overwhelmed me, and pushed everything else out.

I backed away from Kim's chest and pulled her in for another rich kiss, as my orgasm peaked and began to draw back. Rachel finished and withdrew, but slowly jacked me off, as if not wanting to be finished. Kim and I kissed, moving the needle down from red hot heat to make 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 lip. The thought of her swallowing was as far fetched as clock time travel. I kissed Kim again and whispered.

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

I meant it. I pulled her into a blind drunk 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 can door close, and soon the shower was running. Kim and I cuddled together on the couch, saying zippo for a recollective time.

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

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

"Help me spank, and then encourage me to have sex, netherworld to practically rape, your sister ?"

"Sisters talk."Kim started."Rachel would confess to using sex to get what she wanted and rationing it out, like it was golden. I just thought that you deserved to need a little……..and I wanted to see how you would oppose if you could have me or Rachel.

"What ?"I looked at her with wide eyes."That was a mental test ?"

"Sorta. Rachel is smoking hot and I am just cute. I wanted to see if you would even mean of me when you were given the chance. 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 control, found it and clicked on the TV.

"I want to see how the Rockies did stopping point dark"

"So, it starts"Kim said with a smile and a luminosity tone"I'm soon to become a sport widow."

The TV linked up with the satellites and soon the black windowpane was replaced by a scene 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 identity of the man killed in the explosion has not been released, but my germ tells me that he is a Russian national, here on a study visa. His public figure is Boris Leniovich. My source tells me that Petrov is suspected of having ties to the Russian mob, who may be trying to gain a foot time lag in the Denver orbit."

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

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

"A one tract-mind. My kind 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 emotional voice carried down to us from up the stairs

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

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

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

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

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

And then all we heard was Rachel sobbing.


To be continued……..