I lead a nice wearisome living. That's the way I like it. I don't need any big senior high, and I hope that is balanced out by not having the big lows either. I have a nice job ; I'm Assistant medical examiner at the county morgue. It's far from glamorous, but it pays the Federal Reserve note. 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 document live on month. God, was that bitter. Rachel and I had been married for five years ; no youngster, 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 burst housing house of cards ; two nearly paid for cars ; and we each had a retreat account.

I'm just glad I was in charge of our money. I'd had kept Rachel on a budget, vetoed the musical theme of getting a huge house, an adjustable interest rate mortgage, and I had not allowed citation placard debt. Rachel fucking hated that. She came from a kinsfolk that spent money, regardless of possessing it or not. Their credit rating cards were always maxed out ; they changed cars every other year, and lived in a house they couldn't afford. She thought we should live the Lapplander way.

I guess some of that was my shift. I always treated her like a faggot, giving her presents, 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 blonde right out of central casting. Five-five, plastered physical body, perfect c-cup boobs, a really squeamish keister, and the face of an angel. She really looked like she belonged in the movies.

I had no idea what she saw in me. I'm good looking enough ; above average if I wanted to risk being called stuck up. But, Rachel is at least a step or two above me. When we were dating I was in heaven with her on my arm. The guys would stare at her and then appear 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 cultivate to finally get to enjoy that body of hers. She always said she was saving herself for marriage. I eventually wore her down, and the finale few months before the wedding we had sex a few times. At the meter I thought it was enceinte. 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 exceptional 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 blooded male and I expect sex from my wife. It was a unceasing struggle to get it once a week. It was frustrating especially when I would drop the week ogling her luscious body, seeing her au naturel in the shower, or just getting dressed. She would drive me violent just vacuuming the room wearing denim. 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 sentence became the highlighting of my animation.

They were also few and far between. I'm not a miser. Not even close. I do my part to help the American economy, but I just refuse to over-extend myself. My parents did that. wellspring, Dad mostly. Mom was the responsible for one. Dad would contribute house useless gadgets, like an automatic potato stripper, all the time. They eventually had to adjudge bankruptcy, back when I was still in high schooltime. I was embarrassed for them, and even though they tried to veil it, I knew they were both, especially Dad, ashamed over it.

Not long after, we found Dad stagnant, in his bed. The autopsy said accidental Death by pills and hard drink. I always wondered. Dad drank, and he took anodyne for an old injury from his Army Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. But, he knew the danger. He lectured me once when the dental practitioner gave me a prescription for Vicoden, after having a sapience tooth pulled.

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

Yeah, I always wondered if it was really an chance event. 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 in our rescue account and would want to bollix it. My protestation of needing it in example something happening were always answered with.

"You worry too very much. We're Thomas Young ; we need to have fun."

It never mattered that I was right. She wrecked her car, and that wiped out our economy with the aesculapian 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 question while she convalesced.

It wasn't long after that we called it quits. It was her musical theme. She got a lawyer, paid for with our money. I had to get one, too. We went back and forth for months. She demanded alimony, even though we both worked and she had a unspoilt job. She wanted a piece of my small 401 ( k ). She wanted me to pay off her personal deferred payment cards. Finally, I gave in and signed over all interest in our planetary house ; the only if 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 lamentable for him.

Tonight, I have a little excitement planned. Today is Kimmy's 21st birthday. Kimmy is Rachel's little sister ; the ‘ homely sister'as she calls herself. Rachel has Playboy looks. Her sister, Kimmy, is the girl next door. Her physical structure is on par with her baby's ; maybe a little minor in the dresser and slightly flatter hips, but still very pretty. It was just hard to stand up to Rachel, and Kimmy hated keep in her sis's shadow.

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

It was dark in the nightclub 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 board filled with her, three other little girl, and Rachel. I gave a perfunctory nod to Rachel, who did the same, as Kimmy threw her subdivision around me and gave me a very aggressive kiss. It took me a mo to recapture my wittiness as I returned her wet, lusty, kiss.

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

"What was that for ?"I asked surprised.

"It's my birthday. All birthday girls get kissed"she replied, but that solvent seemed well unretentive of the intensity level of that kiss.

This could be an worry night I thought, and accepted Kimmy's invitation to take the remaining tail. Kim reintroduce me to her three fille ally, all of which I had met. First there were the twin baby, Karen and Sharon. They weren't identical, and I could never see any home resemblance. Karen was blond with dark oculus. Sharon had brown tomentum and saturnine eyes. The other lady was Tasha, a pretty red-head, and Kimmy's best friend.

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

"Ladies, do you all need another. This is a party"I said.

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

"Another White person zin, Rach ?"I asked politely.

"I'm fine."She replied rather coldly. Her tint did not go unnoticed by everyone else. But I did not agitate it. We were here to lionize and I was going to do my best not to smash it for Kimmy.

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

"postponement ! Wait !"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 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 floor.

"What is it, 80's night 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 aid note how good Kimmy looked. She was wearing tight jean that showed off the curved shape of her organic structure. She was being a good girl and had on a bra, but that did not prevent her breasts from bouncing, heaving and capturing my aid. When I looked up from checking her out she was looking at me, smiling, as if to say ‘ Gotcha ’. I felt my grimace go hot.

The birdcall ended and Sweet tiddler of Mine by Guns and Roses came on. This song was less energetic and we spent way too a great deal clip looking into each former's eye. When it ended she eased into my arms and gave me another thick osculation, which I eagerly returned. I was still confused, but I couldn't service kiss her back. Her kiss was hot, driving, and was meant to pound home a distributor point beyond ‘ Thanks for the dance."constituent of me understood that point, and I felt an hard-on first to grow. I broke off the kiss.

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

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

I rolled my eyes and leave her book binding to the table. The drinkable had arrived and I nearly drained mine with the 1st long pull. I noticed Rachel had not warmed up to me at all, and was staring daggers at me. We talked for a few Sung dynasty, telling stories, and Kim flirting with me seemingly non-stop.

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

"meter to pay up. This is my front-runner 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 minor, about 5'2 ”. Maybe a smidgeon heavy, but that only made her ass looking really nice. I already mentioned her flowing red mane, which hung down to her berm, and accented her sparkling green eye. She probably had C-cup white meat, but they looked tumid on her small frame. Tasha is very pretty and I could secernate from the tabulate chit-chat, that she was easy to talk to. That was hard on the saltation floor, but I tried anyway.

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

"You know, Kimmy really likes you."

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

"I think she has a matter for you. Ya get laid, 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 in effect friend."And then she added"And you're kinda dense."

I laughed out loud at this as the dance ended. I opened my implements of war 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.

‘ Fuck'I thought. I was getting fag out. But, when pretty woman require your attention…..

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

We danced an energetic version of Nazareth's tomentum of the Dog, but Karen and Sharon seemed much more interested in each other than me. I kind of felt like a prop, 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 cunt'

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

The three of us sat down. I wiped my forehead, and exhaled. The new round of golf of drinks appeared about the clip my ticker rate dropped to 100, and I took another longsighted pull.

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

Before I could even indite an response practically 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 picayune Sister"Kimmy said with a mischievous grin.

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

"We've never had sex !"

They all had the same smirk on their side, like the joke was on me. Kimmy and I have flirted shamelessly for the live five twelvemonth. She was a gangly fifteen year old when I started dating her Sister. There was sexual stress between us for old age, especially when it was plain 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 smasher herself. Late in our spousal relationship if I needed a fantasy to aid relief myself when Rachel wouldn't ; Kimmy's grimace and body would place upright in. She was an easy person to like. She is personable and sweet, with just a touch of bitch thrown in. She is smart and has a great sensory faculty of witticism.

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

‘ pant hounding gutter-snipe, with the morals of an alley cat, a syphilitic genitalia, all tied together by delusions of adequacy."

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

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

"It's about time."

As the piano intro for All my Life by K-Ci and JoJo came over the sound system, Kimmy took me by the hand and led me out to the dance floor and poured herself into my weapons system. Kimmy is much shorter than my 6 foot summit ; maybe coming in at 5'4 ”. ‘ Dynamite in little parcel"was the phase that often sprang to bear in mind.

I took in her smell, as she rested her head on my berm ; her rose floral shampoo, and the tinge of her subtle perfume. I could feel her breasts press against my bureau 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 head teacher from it's sleep spot.

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

"Do I look like a footling girl to you ?"she said more life-threatening than I thought she ever would ask that question.

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

She was wearing a simple, hardheaded outfit of jeans and a sweater. Both were sozzled than they needed to be, showing off the alluring swells of her titty and the shapeliness of her hips and stage. She came back to me satisfied.

"What was that about us sleeping together ?"I asked very concern in the resolution

"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 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 control."Kim, please talk to me."

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

"I'm sorry. You just caught me by surprise. No admiration Rachel was so pissy towards me"

"sniff…Why do you give a shtup what my precious big sis thinks, anyway ?"Kim snapped at me angrily.

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

"I guess I don't"

"Then am I not skillful 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 lone resolution I got.

"You just caught me by surprisal. 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 await 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 finish our dance ? I'd really the likes of that."I said and then added with a piffling mirth"I didn't get a chance to grab your ass."

That got a grin from her. Kim had actually done that to me at my wedding response. We were in the centre of a slowly dance, and she dropped one hand and filled it with my cigaret. She giggled when I about came out of my pelt.

But, then the thought of the wedding 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 months ago, in a traffic fortuity. Kim still lived in the kinsperson home. Rachel had moved back in after the divorce. They both needed someone to lean on, plus the bills had to be paid. I led her back to the terpsichore 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 note. We will likely deliver to betray the house."She said with an air of resignation.

Kim pulled me in cockeyed and I did not resist. The dancing was nearly over so we just swayed slowly holding each early ; feeling each other's warmth and the emotion of the dancing. The song ended and we held each for an surplus second and then she pulled back, taking my hand with her.

"You forgot to snap up 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 import. Then I heard Tasha say.

"Welllll, I've got be going. front how later 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 Karenic

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

"And I supposed you're not tired in the to the lowest degree, Kimmy"giving her a piffling 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 gentlewoman 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 want to influence fate."

Two beers on my 210 pound build was not going to mar me near as much as whatever Kim had tried to ward off with her 105 lbs. She did not argue. We rode to her mansion in secrecy, marked only by her insistence ( I did not bear in mind ) to hold my right bridge player as we traveled. My bucket ass, much to her annoyance did not allow her to sit close.

I had knew what was going to encounter when I got Kim home. She wasn't exactly being elusive. But, it was happening so fast. Should I sleep with her ? I mean she's a little wino ; I don't want to take advantage of her. It's not like I don't want to ; Kim is very pretty and I haven't had sex in months. Would I be leading her on, if I do ? netherworld, would I be leading her on period ? Do I love her ? Did I love her sister ? How a great deal wood would a Marmota monax grub if a woodchuck could chuck would ? screw, I don't know.

We pulled in the driveway, and I still had no idea 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 arms around me, and pulled me in for a kiss. She pulled back a few inches, and said

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

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

"I think I've made it clear what I want, so am I gon na get prosperous ?'she said in a tone that was both lenient and insistent at the same meter.

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

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

"fountainhead, 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 notice me for nearly six years"she said with a tinge 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 posting 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 feel myself blush.

"Are you telling me, that you had my movie star sister in the theater and when you would hitch off, you thought of me ?"she said amused.

I blushed deeper, but could not play myself to even nod my headland.

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

Those ten wrangle hung for just a irregular and then we both moved towards each other. Kim's candy kiss came to me almost as an attack. I met her with equal Passion. There had been enough foreplay in the final stage half decade. She knew what she wanted, and so I was going to give it to her.

My hands went for her sweater, but she beat me by half a beat, and pulled it over her head. The extra few seconds to wait for Kim to move out her bra were too many. I needed to see her tits. I hungered to try out her yield. I longed to experience her pap harden in my mouth. I reached under her breasts, yanked her bra over them and took her nub into my mouth. Kim's tit was firm, inviting, and I mauled her former melon as I teased her nipple into a tight cerise.

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


I kissed Kim into the lounge, and I worked my organic structure between her willingly parted ramification. I was so ending to taking her. My mouth 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 chest, which pouted gently, and begged for my attention.

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

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

Kim parted her pegleg wider, giving my unfettered accession to her neatly trimmed snatch. I was greeted by the musk of her arousal and the glistening of her swollen vulva.

"Mmmmmmmm"Kim moaned in anticipation.

Rachel had never been this will in her spirit, and I dove in. I started at the bottom of her dripping corner and dragging my tongue from the top of her piffling rosebud, through her wet backtalk and ending as my tongue slathered over her clit.

"Ohhhhhhh"Kim moaned softly.

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

"Ohhhhhhh"Kim moaned a little louder.

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

After several lap covering around her kitty-cat, Kim began to tense with expectancy, as I approached her clitoris, so I gave it my undivided aid. I licked around it, swirling my tongue, and then using my sass to press up the little cap to subject her sexual love button to my oral assault.

"Ohh ! Ohhh ! Kim groaned out

I took her niggling love button between my mouth and massaged it with my lips imagining I was chewing it. I got the reaction 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 back talk and began to hum with it there.

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

I did my best 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 fuck me."Kim said lustily.

Kim joined me on story and got on all foursome

"Do me from behind ! Fuck me hard !"

The great deal of Kim on her hands and articulatio genus, vulnerable, offering herself to me, made me remember all of the times I took her in my dream ; all the metre I buried myself deep into her erotic love tunnel, and the exhilaration I felt when I climaxed by my own hand. I was about to dwell that and my cock was so hard it hurt.

I moved in behind her, but could not resist feeling her ass. It was like the balance of her youth body ; firm, enticing, arousing. I moved my hands all over it, kneading the globes and caressing her rosehip. My men followed them to her shank, getting a surge of Adrenalin as I thought how it would find to use her pelvic girdle as a lever to drive myself thick into her pussy. I could not trust this was happening. I wanted it to go on forever. I wanted it to end now. I wanted to be innocent of the tautness that was building.

My hands left Kim's waist and they reached underneath to recover her free breasts. I kneaded them slowly, feeling how expectant they were ; how firm, and how tight the nipples had constricted. I ground my pelvis into hers, trying to erase just a little of my thwarting, 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 get across her puss, and bring her another climax.

I rubbed my cock inside her, testing, teasing, and then I pushed it in firmly, feeling her closely cunt grudgingly function to accept me. I took in a rich breath as my full bill was lost inside her and then shivered in modest relief 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 pussy milked my cock. This added more water to the tide construction behind me, forcing me to prompt faster. I was rapidly losing ascendence. My lust and hungriness were taking control.

My stride quickened and it fed on itself. Each push in sent a jolt of joy that would frivol away and demand 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 ! shtup me ! Harder ! Harder !'

The missy in my fancy was begging to be pounded harder, driving my sexual tautness to new heights. I was getting penny-pinching and I was no longer in control. I could not hold on now. I used Kim's hips to drive her vertebral column into me as I stabbed deeper and harder. The collision was wild. I might be hurting her, I could not recite, but I could not hold back. I had to cum. I had to suffer relief

go formed in the rampart resisting my sexual climax, and Kim's final examination outcry of delight shattered it and I began to explode inside her.

"Awwwwwwwwww !

I yelled above Kim's own call, as my pelvic arch locked into hers and I poured my love juice into her constricting puss. I felt myself squirt once, twice, and then a third prison term, surely sending a gallon of liquidness in to her tiny hole. I viciously pulled Kim's hips into mine and felt the flood of pleasure wash over me, take me, and drive all early thought away. I shivered, convulsed, and saw little dark patch, as I was drowned in the esthesis.

saneness oozed it's way back and I felt myself breathe again. I relaxed and as my vitals began to decide back into normal range, I became mindful again. Kim was breathing deeply, trying to regain her own composure. Her nerve was turned sideways, eyes closed, and her face on the carpeting. She looked content and happy.

I looked around for something to clean ourselves, as Kim opened her centre, met mine, and smiled happily, maybe with a touch of overplus. I saw a Kleenex box on a nearby stand. My dull organ melted out of Kim. I got up and retrieved the tissue so we could minimize the spotting of the rug.

Kim got up too and I heard her say

"Owwwwww ! That hurt's"

Oh, Fuck. I thought. I hurt her ! God, I'm such a love idiot ! I pounded and pounded, without thinking. I was so selfish and she's trauma ! I tore her ! screw ! She'll hatred me ! Now we are going to have to go to the parking 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 papers ! and Shit, what will Rachel say ?

"What's incorrect ? !"I asked excitedly

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

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

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

Kim chuckled and said.

"I'm not pee-pee of chicken feed ! You were great !"

I let out a suspiration of easement and pulled her in for a hug, feeling her business firm breasts crush against me.

"rain shower ?"Kim offered


"Oh, Yeah"I said grinning

We look a foresighted hot shower, where we had sex again and I enjoyed soaping her ripe body. I made sure that her bosom got very light, soaping them several times and licking grievous bodily harm from her pap making both them and my own cock hard. The body of water eventually turned frigid and chased us into her bed for the night.



The adjacent morning we were awakened by the strait of Kim's bedroom door being slammed. We woke with a start, looked up, and saw Rachel standing there looking pissed.

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

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

I got out of bed and looked for my underwear to deplume on. I'm not shy and it's not the likes of 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 jealous. God knows why. She attracts male attention like flowers attract bees. It was office of the wedlock I never got used to. Guys would play constantly with her ; and it didn't affair if I was there or not. I trusted Rachel, so I tried to brag it off. But, God forbid another woman looks crossways at me. She had snapped at Kim countless times for being indicative. Her own sis ! Whatever.

Kim and I threw on our wearing apparel. I didn't like that. Kim looked very sound naked and I had enjoyed seeing every curve of her torso. Her upset, sulk breast ; her perfect leg ; the delicate lines of her bare shoulder joint, the gentle dash of her hip joint, and the judge sheik of her shapely prat. 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 eye

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

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

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

I took in a intimation about to set in motion into a foresightful 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 piece of ass are you talking about ? First, I practically raped Ron in conclusion Night. I went after him."

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

"Second, YOU divorced him. YOU got a lawyer. YOU filed the papers. YOU decided you and Ron did not exercise. YOU ! Rachel. So where the screw do you get off claiming to be some god damn dupe ?"

This was a hit across Rachel's bow. Rachel had fallen prey to Kim's lingua on more than one occasion. She was not Kim's equal when it came to brain and wit. Rachel was no dummy, but she knew where her limit point were. Kim had fired the commencement verbal salvo, and if Rachel decided to displace 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 sound like she was happy for us.

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

I could feel my anneal scratch line to simmer. zero urine me off quicker than being told what to do. Even in a study environment. I always chafed under a boss who said"Do this ... Do that."My electric current boss, 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 train. Rachel knew this and was pushing my clit. I found my vocalism before Kim, this time.

"Rachel, you don't tell me what to do, anymore. I'm not your married man 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 short by Kim

"Boris ? ! You want us to assist him ? What does he need, a super acid card ?"snapped Kim

"His name is Petrov"said Kim snootily,"And, yes, he is part of this. Actually he is virtually of this"she said, again in that feel of dictum, turning up the fervor heating my temper.

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

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

"Move ? 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 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 choler mature a bit more.

"well, I'm willing to help pack if you can work around my schedule, but I'm not going to California"I stated flatly, trying to control my anger for Kim's sake.

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

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

"or I'll appearance everyone the telecasting and tell them that is the intellect 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 short 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 annoyance and anger.

"A year or so ago, Dad got a wild hair about house security and had a home arrangement installed. part of that involved a surveillance system, inside the house. The thought 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 annul 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 melanize box looking right at us.

That was enough for me to link the dots. Rachel had checked out the television from the camera covering the living room, doubtless hoping to detect exactly what she did. Now we would do her bid or she was going to establish it to everyone and claim that last dark's sex took piazza before the divorce.

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

"You fucking grouse"

I echoed Kim, but unlike her, I got up off the couch, walked over to Rachel. Her middle got wide, she was sealed I was going to belt out her one. I was, but at the last second, the word ‘ belt'triggered a expert idea and I grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the president and drug her across the room, over to the dining room.

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

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

I delivered the first blows of the spanking Rachel had earned over the last-place half 10. I had been pushed past rationality ; past even thinking.

"Owwwwwww !"Rachel screamed

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

Each word was punctuated with another snow to her dungaree covered merchant ship. But, even through my anger it still struck me how consummate Rachel's ass was ; perfectly rounded pelvic girdle, tapering down forming a nice sum physical body. Her behind itself ; circle, full, and firm.

rap ! Whack ! Whack ! knock !

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

"Can I help oneself ?"said Kim coolly.

belt ! whang ! I continued as Kim's Scripture's filtered in. I had always loved Rachel's ass. And with each swat, my anger was dissipating, and my arousal was growing. I could feel myself growing backbreaking with Rachel's soundbox on top of me, both trying to repress my growing erection and egging it on. I stopped spanking Rachel.

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

"Don't you dare !"scolded Rachel

Whack ! whack ! whang !

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

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

I did, but only long enough to draw out her blouse and bra up, exposing her bosom. I grabbed the bare melon and squeezed it firmly for effect, and then took her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and gave it a unfluctuating pinch.

"Owwwwww ! Don't !"

"cargo hold still ! Those pants are coming off, and if you don't appreciation still I'm going to see if this nipple twists off, too"

She kept struggling so, I began to twist it.

"Owwwwwwwwwwww ! ! Stop !"she screamed

"grip still and I will"

She complied, and Kim reached underneath and undid her pants, and zipper. I let go of Rachel's nipple and instead busied myself with releasing her other breast. Rachel did not object. I quickly had both breast free. I could feel their weighting as they hung free, and I busied one hand with fondling them. Kim was working both the jeans and panties down her rosehip when Rachel spoke again.

"Please don't do this !"

"hush !"I ordered"You've had this coming for a longsighted clip !'

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

"What do cogitate Kim, should we finish the job and strip her naked ?"I said motioning to her top.

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

"shtup you !"Rachel snapped

"Slap ! Slap ! smack ! I unloaded three harsh swats to her defenseless ass.

"Owwwwwwww ! stopover !"

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

"Owwwwww !"That fucking hurts"Rachel screamed.

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

"Apologize to your sis and then ask her to take off your dress"

"Owwwww ! fuck you both !"Rachel screamed.

So I spanked her harder and faster.

slap ! Slap ! slap ! slap smacking ! smack !

"Noooooooo ! Stop ! 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 trouble, but unable to ask Kim to eat up stripping her.

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

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

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

The color had improved to a cryptic red boilers suit. I put my manus on her ass and felt that it had warmed, but it was not hot. That fact begged me to begin again and I did.

"This is for trying to blackmail us !"

Slap ! Slap ! Slap ! Slap ! Slap !

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

Slap ! smacking ! Slap ! slap ! Slap !

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

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

Slap ! smacking ! slap ! smack ! Slap !

"Please ! No more !"

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

smack ! Slap ! Slap ! smack ! smack !

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

"Here."Kim said interrupting my beat and handing me a flat fuzz brushwood

"spring her some for me. She was always flirting with boyfriends. Some of them would come 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 block the assault.

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

"This for all of Kim's boyfriends"

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

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

Rachel was in teardrop 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 years"

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

"Owwwwwwwwww ! I'm sorry ! I'm sorry ! Please ! Stop ! 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 thoughts were on pleasure ; mine.

I squeezed her red ass, feeling how hot her hide was, and firm her coffin nail was. And then I gently spread her ass brass, revealing her footling 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 half-hearted slap to her ass.

"repose !"I ordered

Rachel hated anal sex. She would never let me anywhere near her butthole. I had longed to do it 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 allow me to take her ass, but I didn't hate her that a good deal. I had loved Rachel at one metre, and my anger was gone.

"Tell you what, Rachel. I will dedicate you a fortune to apologise for all the mean thing you have done to me and I won't screw 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 give me the best blowjob you have ever given and I will assume your apology."

"What !"she exclaimed.

"This way, I know you are earnest 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 backtalk ?"Rachel asked weak

"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 white meat that I had been fondling. They were like her sis's, pouty, upturned, and business firm looking. One mammilla, the one I had twisted, looked a little swollen. My stopcock reminded me how aroused I was.

"Rachel, would you bear in mind 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 infernal region minded, but she did not want to make my furious and I knew it. She took a tone towards me, and I took one nipple into my oral fissure and sucked on it greedily. My bridge player went up and began to twitch her other tit. I felt her sensitive mamilla begin to tighten, and I teased it with my knife. Rachel squirmed slightly and I used my free hand to draw her in tightly. She winced as I handled her sore ass, but did not rip away. I switched sides and worked on her early bosom, sucking like I was drawing pleasance directly from her psyche.

I pulled back, grabbed both white meat and kneaded them feeling them give to my will and spring back. I was so fix for her mouth. I stood up, pulled down my pants and underwear and sat back in the chairman. One looking at from me and Rachel was on her knees.

She took me hesitantly into her mouth and began to circle the head of my prick with her tongue, delaying the slide into her depths, but also ramping up my expectancy and foiling. I let out a moan as my cock finally slid into her oral cavity and went to the spine of her throat. Rachel then started a deadening back and Forth, rhythmical apparent movement. Sliding me in, while pressing her knife on the underside, and adding a little more sucking 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 recondite, wet buss. My script found Kim's chest 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 eye, and quickly with my mouth on her perfect breasts.

Rachel began to pick up the rate, and my anxiety was transferred to Kim's white meat as I sucked more deeply, kneaded her breast with one hand, and her ass with my other.

"Mmmmmmmmm"I moaned into Kim's bosom as Rachel continued to act back and forth, driving me mad. I began to rock my coxa trying to get her to go faster, and was squeezing Kim's physical structure more aggressively as my heat built.

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

Rachel did set out to actuate faster. I felt a chill run down my spine as her lingua slid faster under my throbbing organ. She went degraded still. I took my lip from Kim's toothsome nipple.

"Oh, God, Rachel ! fucking, that feels serious ! Almost there ! Almost…"

And then the trigger flipped and I began to spout hot cum into Rachel's mouth. Rachel felt the 1st Mexican valium, and to my surprise she swallowed and kept milking me. It was like it was her own life's blood. I squeezed Kim's breast and at my first burst I greedily took in her nipple and began to root for it deep into my mouth.

I felt my second jet and then my tertiary. Rachel was taking it all and Kim was pulling me tight into her firm tit making breathing impossible. But, I did not care. Breathing was not important at the moment. 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 breast and pulled her in for another deep buss, as my orgasm peaked and began to crawfish. 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 slack up lover.

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

Rachel had rarely given me mind and never let me cum in her oral fissure. The thought of her swallowing was as far fetched as time locomotion. I kissed Kim again and whispered.

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

I meant it. I pulled her into a stiff 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 lav door close, and soon the shower bath was running. Kim and I cuddled together on the couch, saying zippo for a long 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.

"assist me spank, and then encourage me to have sex, underworld to practically violate, your babe ?"

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

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

"Sorta. Rachel is smoking hot and I am just cute. I wanted to see if you would even reckon 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 control, found it and clicked on the TV.

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

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

The TV linked up with the satellites and soon the black windowpane was replaced by a setting featuring a smoldering car with hand brake equipment all around. The announcer was in mid-sentence.

‘ on the condition of anonymity told this reporter that constabulary are treating this as a homicide, and that explosives were likely involved. The indistinguishability of the man killed in the explosion has not been released, but my source tells me that he is a Russian national, here on a study visa. His name is Boris Leniovich. My seed tells me that Petrov is suspected of having ties to the Russian mob, who may be trying to gain a human foot hold in the Mile-High City region."

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

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

"A one tract-mind. My form 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 part carried down to us from upstair

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

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

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

Kim and I looked at each other, each of eyeing the Saami unvoiced question. Rachel was almost in weeping now.

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

And then all we heard was Rachel sobbing.


To be continued……..