I lead a skillful boring sprightliness. 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 helper coroner at the county morgue. It's far from glamorous, but it pays the bills. I drive a decently car, and I can travel a trivial each year.

Not that I have anyone to travel with. I'm recently divorced. We just signed the newspaper last month. God, was that bitter. Rachel and I had been married for five old age ; no Thomas Kyd, thank God. But, it got ugly over the plus. It wasn't like there were a lot of those. We had almost no equity in our sign, thanks to the explosion living accommodations guggle ; two nearly paid for cars ; and we each had a retreat account.

I'm just glad I was in boot of our money. I'd had kept Rachel on a budget, vetoed the idea of getting a huge menage, an adjustable interest group rate mortgage, and I had not allowed credit scorecard debt. Rachel fucking hated that. She came from a kinsperson that spent money, regardless of possessing it or not. Their credit entry plug-in were always maxed out ; they changed cars every early year, and lived in a planetary house they couldn't afford. She thought we should live the same way.

I guess some of that was my fault. I always treated her like a queen, giving her 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 cast. Five-five, tight bod, perfect c-cup titty, a really nice backside, 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 safe looking enough ; above average if I wanted to chance 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 bozo 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 squeamish. But, I had to work to finally get to enjoy that physical structure of hers. She always said she was saving herself for marriage. I eventually wore her down, and the final stage few months before the wedding we had sex a few times. At the time I thought it was enceinte. I came to realize she was never saving herself for the honeymoon bed ; she hated sex.

The fight began on our honeymoon. She claimed she was tired and didn't want to experience sex. Are you kidding me ? This was supposed to be one of the most especial nights of our aliveness 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 perpetual struggle to get it once a week. It was frustrating especially when I would spend the week ogling her voluptuous body, seeing her naked in the shower, or just getting dressed. She would repulse me wild just vacuuming the room wearing dungaree. Oh, for certain, If she wanted something ; like an expensive dress, she would turn on the charm, seduce me, and usually get what she wanted. That sex always put me on fog nine and those times became the highlighting of my life.

They were also few and far between. I'm not a miser. Not even close. I do my part to assist the American language thriftiness, but I just defy to over-extend myself. My parents did that. Well, Dad mostly. Mom was the responsible one. Dad would bring home useless contraption, like an machine rifle potato peeler, all the time. They eventually had to declare bankruptcy, back when I was still in high schooltime. 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 perfectly, in his bed. The autopsy said accidental end by anovulatory drug and booze. I always wondered. Dad drank, and he took painkiller for an old combat injury from his Army days. But, he knew the risk. He lectured me once when the dental practitioner gave me a prescription for Vicoden, after having a wisdom tooth pulled.

"Now don't you go out drinking, 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 mark in our savings explanation and would require to blow it. My protests of needing it in case something happening were always answered with.

"You worry too often. We're young ; we need to ingest fun."

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

It wasn't long after that we called it quits. It was her idea. She got a lawyer, paid for with our money. I had to get one, too. We went back and forth for months. She demanded alimony, even though we both worked and she had a unspoiled job. She wanted a while of my small-scale 401 ( k ). She wanted me to pay off her personal reference cards. Finally, I gave in and signed over all sake in our house ; the simply asset we had of value and she signed the composition.

I was give up. 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 minuscule upheaval planned. Today is Kimmy's 21st birthday. Kimmy is Rachel's fiddling baby ; the ‘ homely sister'as she calls herself. Rachel has Playboy looks. Her sister, Kimmy, is the girl future room access. Her body is on par with her babe's ; maybe a little low in the chest of drawers and slightly mat pelvis, but still very pretty. It was just hard to tolerate up to Rachel, and Kimmy hated living in her sister's shadow.

I walked into nine 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 Quaker 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, fresh, and loved life.

It was dark in the nightspot so it took me quite awhile to find the Kimmy. She saw me first and started waving frantically. I walked over and found her 6-top table filled with her, three early miss, and Rachel. I gave a perfunctory nod to Rachel, who did the Saami, as Kimmy threw her blazon around me and gave me a very fast-growing osculation. It took me a second to recapture my humor as I returned her wet, lusty, kiss.

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

"What was that for ?"I asked surprised.

"It's my birthday. All natal day little girl get kissed"she replied, but that solvent seemed well brusk of the intensity of that kiss.

This could be an matter to nighttime I thought, and accepted Kimmy's invitation to take the remaining seat. Kim re-introduced me to her three girl friends, all of which I had met. First there were the twin sisters, Karen and Sharon. They weren't indistinguishable, and I could never see any sept resemblance. Karenic was blond with blue eyes. Sharon had brown fuzz and sour eyes. The other lady was Tasha, a pretty red-head, and Kimmy's best friend.

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

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

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

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

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

A song from Whitesnake came on and Kimmy grabbed me by the hand and started to get behind me out to the dance floor.

"wait ! 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 terpsichore story.

"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. I could not avail discover how upright Kimmy looked. She was wearing blind drunk jeans that showed off the curve ball of her consistence. She was being a effective daughter and had on a bra, but that did not prevent her titty 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 face go hot.

The call ended and Sweet tiddler of Mine by artillery and Roses came on. This song was less energetic and we spent way too much time looking into each early's middle. When it ended she eased into my arms and gave me another deep buss, which I eagerly returned. I was still confused, but I couldn't avail osculate her back. Her kiss was hot, driving, and was meant to pound home a point in time beyond ‘ Thanks for the dance."function of me understood that breaker point, and I felt an erection startle to grow. I broke off the kiss.

"Kimmy, the great unwashed are going to stare"I said smiling, but not taking my weapons system from around her.

"Yes, I know. It isn't often they see a char as strikingly well-favored as I am."She said with a grin.

I rolled my optic and lead her back to the table. The drinks had arrived and I nearly drained mine with the first longsighted 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 storey, and Kim flirting with me seemingly non-stop.

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

"sentence to pay up. This is my deary song"

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, about 5'2 ”. Maybe a whit heavy, but that only made her ass flavor really nice. I already mentioned her flowing red mane, which hung down to her shoulder joint, and accented her sparkling dark-green middle. She probably had C-cup breasts, but they looked larger on her small frame. Tasha is very pretty and I could tell from the table chit-chat, that she was easy to talk to. That was hard on the dance floor, but I tried anyway.

Tasha moved with a professional dancer's saving 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 more, and Tasha leaned in.

"You know, Kimmy really likes you."

I wasn't indisputable how to pick out that, and Tasha picked up on my confusion and went on.

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

"Ya, divorced from her sis"I added

Tasha just raised her eyebrow and shrugged.

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

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

I laughed out loud at this as the dance ended. I opened my limb 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 Twin said in unison.

‘ ass'I thought. I was getting old-hat. But, when pretty woman want your attention…..

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

We danced an energetic version of Nazareth's hair of the Dog, but Karen and Sharon seemed much more interested in each other than me. I kind of felt like a airplane propeller, but whatever. It was fun. We all sang along to the Greek chorus over and over again.

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

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

The three of us sat down. I wiped my brow, and exhaled. The new round of drinks appeared about the fourth dimension my pump rate dropped to 100, and I took another long pull.

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

Before I could even compose an answer much to a lesser extent say anything, Rachel got up and stormed off.

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

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

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

"We've never had sex !"

They all had the same smirk on their face, like the laugh was on me. Kimmy and I have flirted shamelessly for the stopping point five years. She was a gangly fifteen yr old when I started dating her sis. There was sexual tension between us for years, especially when it was plain that thing 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 man and wife if I needed a fantasy to help relief myself when Rachel wouldn't ; Kimmy's face and dead body would stand in. She was an easy individual to like. She is personable and sweet, with just a mite of squawk thrown in. She is smart and has a great sense of witticism.

Her wit is something to lay eyes on. 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 girl had made a go at her then young man, and left in tears. I laughed at her later about it, and almost got my own castigation, before she realized I was not mocking her.

Now, though ? I had not thought about women in cosmopolitan for several months, least of all Kimmy. I damn near forgot about her natal day, I was so rivet on getting out of my marriage. What was she up to ? I thought I was about to find 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 saltation floor and poured herself into my arms. Kimmy is much shorter than my 6 foot height ; maybe coming in at 5'4 ”. ‘ Dynamite in minor software"was the phase that often sprang to listen.

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

Needing a beguilement I tried to speak'

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

"cry me Kim. Kimmy is a little lady friend's name.'and then she pulled back a full step.

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

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

She was wearing a simple, practical getup of jean and a jumper. Both were loaded than they needed to be, showing off the alluring swells of her tit and the curvaceousness of her pelvis and legs. She came back to me satisfied.

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

"I told Rachel that I was going to bear 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 chemical reaction to be to that, but weeping and a retreat 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 controller."Kim, please talk to me."

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

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

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

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

"I guess I don't"

"Then am I not soundly 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 but answer I got.

"You just see me by surprise. That's all. I think you are very pretty and I really relish 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 cunt Rachel can be. I guess I'm still on guard."I continued.

"Can we go finish our saltation ? I'd really like that."I said and then added with a little 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 reception. We were in the heart of a deadening dance, and she dropped one handwriting and filled it with my laughingstock. She giggled when I about came out of my skin.

But, then the thought process of the wedding receipt reminded me of something else

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

Kim and Rachel's parents had been killed six months ago, in a traffic accident. Kim still lived in the category home. Rachel had moved back in after the divorcement. They both needed soul to run on, plus the invoice had to be paid. I led her back to the dance floor. She answered me as we walked back.

"OK, I guess. The big pain and shock is passed. Now we are just dealing with the Federal Reserve note. We will likely take to sell the house."She said with an air of surrender.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Very late."said Sharon.

"Nearly morning."echoed Karenic

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

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

She ignored that, but said

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

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

"That was so totally lame."I said

"It worked"she said smugly

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

Two beers on my 210 Ezra Loomis Pound underframe was not going to impair me near as much as whatever Kim had tried to ward off with her 105 lbs. She did not argue. We rode to her menage in silence, marked only by her insistence ( I did not take care ) to hold my right handwriting as we traveled. My bucket fundament, much to her annoyance did not set aside her to sit close.

I had knew what was going to happen when I got Kim home. She wasn't exactly being elusive. But, it was happening so fast. Should I kip with her ? I mean she's a fiddling 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 ? Hell, would I be leading her on period ? Do I love her ? Did I love her sister ? How much wood would a woodchuck chow if a woodchuck could chuck would ? fuck, I don't know.

We pulled in the driveway, and I still had no estimation what to say or not to say, or anything. But, I followed dutifully and walked in behind Kim. The room access closed and we sat down on the lounge. Kim leaned over, put her blazonry around me, and pulled me in for a kiss. She pulled back a few in, and said

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

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

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

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

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

"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 notice me for nearly six twelvemonth"she said with a mite 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 entirely notice me."

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

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

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

"Are you telling me, that you had my movie asterisk babe in the house and when you would twitch off, you thought of me ?"she said amused.

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

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

Those ten quarrel hung for just a back and then we both moved towards each other. Kim's osculate came to me almost as an onset. I met her with equal love. There had been sufficiency foreplay in the last 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 drumhead. The extra few seconds to wait for Kim to take away her bra were too many. I needed to see her mammilla. I hungered to taste her fruit. I longed to feel her teat harden in my mouth. I reached under her titty, yanked her bra over them and took her nub into my mouth. Kim's bosom was firm, inviting, and I mauled her other melon vine as I teased her pap into a tight cherry.

Kim jumped at my strong-growing action, recovered, released her now useless bra, and unfastened her blue jean. I grudging released her breast, so I could disrobe. My wearing apparel 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 body between her willingly parted leg. I was so close to taking her. My lips moved from hers to her cheek, and then her neck. I nibbled, sucked, and kissed.

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

I took one hand and moved it above her head, earning a stick look. The indorse helping hand followed.

"You are not allowed to be active 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 unshackled access to her neatly trimmed pussy. 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 leave in her life, and I dove in. I started at the bottom of her dripping nook and dragging my spit from the top of her small rosebud, through her wet lips and ending as my tongue slathered over her clit.

"Ohhhhhhh"Kim moaned softly.

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

"Ohhhhhhh"Kim moaned a small louder.

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

After several laps around her kitty-cat, Kim began to tense with prediction, as I approached her button, so I gave it my undivided tending. I licked around it, swirling my tongue, and then using my lips to advertise up the short hood to subject her love life release to my oral assault.

"Ohh ! Ohhh ! Kim groaned out

I took her piddling sleep together button between my lips and massaged it with my lip 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 lambaste breaths. I released it, licked all around it, and then took it back in between my lips and began to hum with it there.

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

I did my ripe to work, 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 sleep with me."Kim said lustily.

Kim joined me on storey and got on all quaternion

"Do me from behind ! nookie me heavy !"

The vision of Kim on her hands and knees, vulnerable, offering herself to me, made me remember all of the times I took her in my pipe dream ; all the times I buried myself deep into her love burrow, and the exhilaration I felt when I climaxed by my own hand. I was about to live that and my cock was so backbreaking it hurt.

I moved in behind her, but could not baulk feeling her ass. It was like the rest of her Loretta Young body ; house, enticing, arousing. I moved my hands all over it, kneading the globes and caressing her hips. My hands followed them to her waist, getting a surge of epinephrine as I thought how it would feel to use her articulatio coxae as a lever to take myself mysterious into her pussy. I could not believe 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 find out her exempt breasts. I kneaded them slowly, feeling how heavy they were ; how business firm, and how besotted the mammilla had constricted. I ground my hips into hers, trying to erase just a petty of my frustration, but there was only one way out.

"Please, Ron."Kim begged hotly.

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

I rubbed my cock inside her, testing, teasing, and then I pushed it in firmly, feeling her tight snatch grudgingly character to accept me. I took in a trench breath as my full measure was lost inside her and then shivered in low easement and a deepening hunger

"Ohhhhhh. Yeah."Kim added as I began to slowly make out her stringent pussy.

I moved in and out slowly, savoring the way her kitty milked my shaft. This added more weewee to the tide construction behind me, forcing me to move faster. I was rapidly losing control. My luxuria and hunger were taking control.

My footstep quickened and it fed on itself. Each poking in sent a jounce of joy that would spread out 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 ! Fuck me ! Harder ! Harder !'

The girl in my fantasies was begging to be pounded harder, driving my sexual tension to new high. I was getting closely and I was no longer in controller. I could not break off now. I used Kim's pelvic arch to drive her back into me as I stabbed deep and harder. The collision was fierce. I might be hurting her, I could not order, but I could not stop. I had to cum. I had to give birth relievo

Cracks formed in the wall resisting my orgasm, and Kim's terminal cry of delight shattered it and I began to burst inside her.

"Awwwwwwwwww !

I yelled above Kim's own cry, as my hips locked into hers and I poured my love succus into her constricting kitty-cat. I felt myself spurt once, twice, and then a third base time, surely sending a congius of liquid state in to her tiny hole. I viciously pulled Kim's hips into mine and felt the flood of pleasure lavation over me, take me, and drive all other thought away. I shivered, convulsed, and saw little black spotlight, as I was drowned in the wiz.

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

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

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 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 consume to go to the emergency room, and Kim will give 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 wrong ? !"I asked excitedly

"I got rug tan 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 scathe you ? I thought I got, you know, a minuscule behave away."I said relieved.

Kim chuckled and said.

"I'm not made of glass ! You were keen !"

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

"Shower ?"Kim offered


"Oh, Yeah"I said grinning

We look a retentive hot shower, where we had sex again and I enjoyed soaping her ripe body. I made sure that her breasts got very clean, soaping them several meter and licking max from her nipples making both them and my own cock hard. The pee eventually turned cold and chased us into her bed for the night.



The next morning we were awakened by the sound 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 sister, yet ? Rachel spat angrily.

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

I got out of bed and looked for my underwear to force on. I'm not shy and it's not same 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 male attention like peak attract bees. It was persona of the marriage I never got used to. Guy would flirt 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 intersection at me. She had snapped at Kim countless prison term for being suggestive. Her own sister ! Whatever.

Kim and I threw on our apparel. I didn't like that. Kim looked very good naked and I had enjoyed seeing every curvature of her body. Her retrousse, pout breasts ; her perfective wooden leg ; the delicate lines of her bare articulatio humeri, the mollify flair of her hips, and the pronounced sheik of her shapely undersurface. 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 oculus

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

Rachel was downstairs in the bread and butter 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 a great deal lupus erythematosus wrath than before.

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

"Rachel, what the shag are you talking about ? First, I practically raped Ron last dark. I went after him."

I was going to object to the rape part. As I recall, I was pretty willing. But, Kim did not look like she was in the humour for body fluid.

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

This was a flash across Rachel's bow. Rachel had fallen prey to Kim's natural language on more than than one occasion. She was not Kim's equal when it came to brains and wit. Rachel was no dope, but she knew where her limits were. Kim had fired the number one verbal salvo, and if Rachel decided to fire back, it would not be pretty. I swallowed and sank back a bit.

"screwing 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 wake up 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 temper start to simmer. nada piddle me off quicker than being told what to do. Even in a work surroundings. I always chafed under a chief who said"Do this ... Do that."My flow hirer, the medical examiner, Dr. Syygo, asked for anything that needed done. It was like I had a option. Even though we both knew I didn't. It was just more cultivated, more school. Rachel knew this and was pushing my release. I found my voice 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 heed 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 dead by Kim

"Boris ? ! You want us to avail him ? What does he need, a green batting order ?"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 tone of dictum, turning up the fire heating my temper.

"What exactly are we supposed to facilitate you with ?"ask Kim, infliction 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 become 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 live on in LA"

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

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

"Well, I'm willing to help carry if you can put to work around my docket, but I'm not going to Golden State"I stated flatly, trying to insure my anger for Kim's sake.

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

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

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

I was confused. What video ? I looked at Kim. She seemed dumbfound and then a perch 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 vexation and anger.

"A class or so ago, Dad got a risky fuzz about home security system and had a base system installed. voice of that involved a surveillance system, interior the house. The view 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 quash the tv camera in this room."

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

That was enough for me to connect the dots. Rachel had checked out the television from the tv camera covering the living way, doubtless hoping to find exactly what she did. Now we would do her bidding or she was going to picture it to everyone and claim that lowest night's sex took place before the divorcement.

catch ! My temper boiled over. You can only plain a dog so many times before he bites.

"You fucking bellyache"

I echoed Kim, but unlike her, I got up off the couch, walked over to Rachel. Her eyes got wide, she was certain I was going to belt her one. I was, but at the last second, the news ‘ belt'triggered a skillful theme 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 TV if you don't !"Rachel yelled with panic as she stumbled behind me.

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

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

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

Whack ! Whack ! Whack ! Whack ! Whack !

I delivered the foremost blows of the spanking Rachel had earned over the last half ten. I had been pushed past reasonableness ; past even thinking.

"Owwwwwww !"Rachel screamed

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

Each word was punctuated with another blow to her jean covered bottom. But, even through my ira it still struck me how perfect Rachel's ass was ; perfectly rounded articulatio coxae, tapering down forming a courteous nerve shape. Her bottom itself ; round, full, and firm.

rap ! rap ! Whack ! Whack !

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

"Can I aid ?"said Kim coolly.

Whack ! Whack ! I continued as Kim's word's filtered in. I had always loved Rachel's ass. And with each swat, my wrath was dissipating, and my stimulation was growing. I could feel myself growing hard with Rachel's body on top of me, both trying to smother my growing erection and egging it on. I stopped spanking Rachel.

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

"Don't you dare !"scolded Rachel

knock ! Whack ! whang !

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

"Get your work force off me !"Rachel squealed in surprisal

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

"Owwwwww ! Don't !"

"grasp still ! Those pants are coming off, and if you don't hold still I'm going to see if this pap turn of events off, too"

She kept struggling so, I began to twist around it.

"Owwwwwwwwwwww ! ! Stop !"she screamed

"cargo hold still and I will"

She complied, and Kim reached underneath and unmake 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 breasts free. I could feel their weight as they hung free, and I busied one manus with fondling them. Kim was working both the blue jean and panty down her rosehip when Rachel spoke again.

"Please don't do this !"

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

The jeans and pantie cleared Rachel's rose hip and then slid down easily, giving me my first view of her bottom. It was red, like she just gotten out of a hot rain shower. Rachel held still as Kim completely stripped her bare from the waist down.

"What do think Kim, should we land up the job and strip her defenseless ?"I said motioning to her top.

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

"shag you !"Rachel snapped

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

"Owwwwwwww ! Stop !"

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

"Owwwwww !"That fucking suffering"Rachel screamed.

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

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

"Owwwww ! Fuck you both !"Rachel screamed.

So I spanked her harder and faster.

Slap ! Slap ! slap ! Slap Slap ! Slap !

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

I stopped and asked

"What are you sorry for ?"

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

"And…"I prompted

She was understood, knowing her mouth was going to her in difficulty, but unable to ask Kim to polish off stripping her.

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

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

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

The coloring 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 lead off again and I did.

"This is for trying to blackmail us !"

slap ! smacking ! smack ! smacking ! smack !

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

Slap ! Slap ! Slap ! slap ! Slap !

"No ! hold on it ! blockade it ! I'm sorry ! I'm sorry !

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

smack ! smacking ! Slap ! Slap ! Slap !

"Please ! No more !"

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

Slap ! Slap ! smacking ! Slap ! slap !

"Owwwwwww ! Stop ! Please ! No to a greater extent ! I'm sorry !"

"Here."Kim said interrupting my rhythm and handing me a categoric tomentum encounter

"spring her some for me. She was always flirting with boyfriend. Some of them would come up 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 infliction was obviously much more than intense as Rachel erupted into new, acute struggles and worked furiously to stuff the violation.

Yowwwwwww ! No ! arrest 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 tears now, and my angriness was starting to dethaw under them, but I remembered one more than 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 ! full point ! 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 shank 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 pain. My thoughts were on joy ; mine.

I squeezed her red ass, feeling how hot her peel was, and firm her rear was. And then I gently spread her ass cheeks, revealing her slight rosebud. This got a reaction.

"sniff…sniff….We are not…sniff… marry anymore ! You're not allowed to contact 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.

"Quiet !"I ordered

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

"Please don't."Rachel begged and her choice of tidings ; going from ‘ You can't"to"Please don't"told me she was beaten. She would let me to take on her ass, but I didn't hatred her that lots. I had loved Rachel at one sentence, and my anger was gone.

"William Tell you what, Rachel. I will leave you a chance to apologize for all the signify affair 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 deplorable, and not just saying that ?"I asked again.

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

"OK then. You can give me the upright blowjob you have ever given and I will consent your apology."

"What !"she exclaimed.

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

Rachel sat for a moment, thinking, and then sighed.

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

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

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

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

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

"Rachel, would you 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 Inferno minded, but she did not require to make my angry and I knew it. She took a footstep towards me, and I took one mamilla into my mouth and sucked on it greedily. My hand went up and began to wring her former tit. I felt her sensitive mamilla begin to tighten, and I teased it with my tongue. Rachel squirmed slightly and I used my free hand to pull back her in tightly. She winced as I handled her sore ass, but did not pull away. I switched face and worked on her other breast, sucking like I was drawing pleasure directly from her soul.

I pulled back, grabbed both breasts and kneaded them feeling them give to my will and bounce back. I was so ready for her mouth. I stood up, pulled down my bloomers and underwear and sat back in the chair. One look from me and Rachel was on her genu.

She took me hesitantly into her mouth and began to circulate the principal of my cock with her tongue, delaying the slide into her depths, but also ramping up my prevision and frustration. I let out a moan as my rooster finally slid into her mouth and went to the back of her throat. Rachel then started a slow cover and Forth, rhythmic motility. Sliding me in, while pressing her glossa on the underside, and adding a little Sir Thomas More suction on the way out. It felt soooo good.

I opened my heart and saw Kim, looking at us, longingly. I motioned her over, and pulled her in for a late, wet kiss. My hands found Kim's breasts and I massaged them through her shirt. She had not put on a bra for our rendezvous with Rachel, and I could 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 sassing on her thoroughgoing breasts.

Rachel began to pick up the tread, and my anxiousness was transferred to Kim's chest as I sucked more deeply, kneaded her breast with one script, and her ass with my other.

"Mmmmmmmmm"I moaned into Kim's breast as Rachel continued to move back and forth, driving me mad. I began to rock my hips trying to get her to go faster, and was squeezing Kim's consistence more aggressively as my heat built.

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

Rachel did begin to move faster. I felt a chill run down my spine as her tongue slid faster under my throbbing organ. She went dissipated still. I took my oral cavity from Kim's luscious nipple.

"Oh, God, Rachel ! Fuck, that flavor near ! Almost there ! Almost…"

And then the trigger flipped and I began to spurt hot cum into Rachel's mouth. Rachel felt the first rope, and to my surprised she swallowed and kept milking me. It was like it was her own life-time's lineage. I squeezed Kim's breast and at my first burst I greedily took in her nipple and began to pull it deep into my mouth.

I felt my second spirt and then my one-third. Rachel was taking it all and Kim was pulling me tight into her business firm breast making breathing impossible. But, I did not care. respiration was not important at the moment. Filling Rachel's mouth with cum and my own oral fissure with squiffy, rear nipple overwhelmed me, and pushed everything else out.

I backed away from Kim's chest and pulled her in for another rich osculation, as my orgasm peaked and began to retreat. Rachel finished and withdrew, but slowly jacked me off, as if not wanting to be finished. Kim and I kissed, moving the goad down from red hot warmth to unstrain lover.

"Wow ! piece of tail, Rachel ! Where was that when we were married ?'

Rachel had rarely given me head and never let me cum in her mouth. The thinking of her swallowing was as far fetched as prison term travelling. I kissed Kim again and whispered.

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

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

"I think I love you"

I meant that too.

"Me, too"she whispered back.

Rachel got up, and without a word gathered up her clothes and went upstairs. We heard the bathroom door close, and soon the exhibitor was running. Kim and I cuddled together on the lounge, saying aught for a long time.

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

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

"Help me spank, and then encourage me to take in sex, inferno to practically rape, your sister ?"

"babe talk."Kim started."Rachel would confess to using sex to get what she wanted and rationing it out, like it was gold. I just thought that you deserved to get a little……..and I wanted to see how you would react if you could ingest 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 consider of me when you were given the opportunity. You did."Kim responded with a apprehensive smile.

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

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

"I want to see how the Rockies did last Nox"

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

The TV linked up with the artificial satellite and soon the black window was replaced by a picture featuring a smoldering car with exigency equipment all around. The announcer was in mid-sentence.

‘ on the condition of namelessness 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 source tells me that he is a Russian national, here on a workplace visa. His epithet is Boris Leniovich. My rootage William Tell me that Petrov is suspected of having ties to the Russian mob, who may be trying to gain a foot cargo hold in the Denver expanse."

"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 boss'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 thirsty I was.

Kim was about to say something when Rachel's stressed and emotional voice carried down to us from upstair

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

There was a long break and Rachel's voice changed to storm and then shock.

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

Kim and I looked at each early, each of eyeing the Saame 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……..