I lead a nice wearisome life. That's the way I like it. I don't need any big senior high school, and I hope that is balanced out by not having the big depression either. I have a decent job ; I'm helper coroner at the county morgue. It's far from glamorous, but it pays the greenback. I drive a decent 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 papers last calendar month. God, was that bitter. Rachel and I had been married for five years ; no kids, 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 house, thanks to the salvo housing bubble ; two nearly paid for cable car ; and we each had a retirement account.

I'm just glad I was in care of our money. I'd had kept Rachel on a budget, vetoed the idea of getting a immense theatre, an adjustable interest charge per unit mortgage, and I had not allowed credit placard debt. Rachel fucking hated that. She came from a class that spent money, regardless of possessing it or not. Their credit rating card game were always maxed out ; they changed cars every other year, and lived in a household they couldn't afford. She thought we should exist the same way.

I guess some of that was my fault. I always treated her like a female monarch, giving her presents, taking her out as often as I could, and spending any redundant money I had on her. You couldn't fault me, though. Rachel is a fucking mantrap. She's the hot blonde right out of Central Casting. Five-five, tight physical body, perfect c-cup boobs, a really dainty backside, and the boldness of an Angel. She really looked like she belonged in the movies.

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

Yeah, that was courteous. But, I had to sour to finally get to bask that eubstance of hers. She always said she was saving herself for marriage. I eventually wore her down, and the last few month before the wedding party we had sex a few times. At the metre I thought it was great. I came to realize she was never saving herself for the honeymoon bed ; she hated sex.

The combat began on our honeymoon. She claimed she was tired and didn't want to stimulate sex. Are you kidding me ? This was supposed to be one of the most special nights of our life story 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 constant conflict to get it once a calendar week. It was frustrating especially when I would drop the calendar week ogling her luscious torso, seeing her naked in the cascade, or just getting dressed. She would force back me wild just vacuuming the room wearing jean. Oh, certain, If she wanted something ; like an expensive dress, she would call on on the spell, seduce me, and usually get what she wanted. That sex always put me on obnubilate nine and those metre became the highlighting of my life.

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

Not long after, we found Dad dead, in his bed. The autopsy said accidental death by pills and booze. I always wondered. Dad drank, and he took anodyne for an old wound from his U. S. Army days. But, he knew the peril. He lectured me once when the dentist gave me a prescription for Vicoden, after having a wisdom tooth pulled.

"Now don't you go out boozing, while you're taking those pills. That's a surely way to get dead."He told me.

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

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

"You worry too much. We're young ; we need to get fun."

It never mattered that I was right. She wrecked her car, and that wiped out our saving with the medical deductable and getting her car fixed. She healed up fine. She hated that I was decent 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 good job. She wanted a piece of my small 401 ( k ). She wanted me to pay off her personal course credit cards. Finally, I gave in and signed over all interest in our firm ; the only plus we had of value and she signed the paper.

I was free. 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 fervor planned. Today is Kimmy's 21st birthday. Kimmy is Rachel's little sis ; the ‘ homely sister'as she calls herself. Rachel has Playboy tone. Her baby, Kimmy, is the girl next door. Her consistency is on par with her sister's ; maybe a little little in the bureau and slightly flatter coxa, 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 night club Regina, where Kimmy and a few friends were gathering. I wasn't sure I was going to savour this ; as I only knew Kimmy's friends on a"Hi, How are ya"basis. And, I figured Rachel would be there. That could get awkward. But, I really liked Kimmy. She is fun, ache, and loved life.

It was dark in the club 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 other girls, and Rachel. I gave a perfunctory nod to Rachel, who did the Lapplander, as Kimmy threw her implements of war around me and gave me a very aggressive kiss. It took me a sec to recapture my wits as I returned her wet, lusty, kiss.

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

"What was that for ?"I asked surprised.

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

This could be an interest night I thought, and accepted Kimmy's invitation to aim the remaining seat. Kim re-introduced me to her three girlfriend friends, all of which I had met. showtime there were the twin babe, Karen and Sharon. They weren't identical, and I could never see any family resemblance. Karen was blonde with puritanical eyes. Sharon had brown hair and dark centre. The other ma'am was Tasha, a pretty red-head, and Kimmy's upright friend.

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

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

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

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

"I'm fine."She replied rather coldly. Her smell did not go unnoticed by everyone else. But I did not drive it. We were here to keep 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 hired hand and started to drop back me out to the saltation floor.

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

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

"Tasha, Can you please take guardianship of them for me ?"I asked"Tip her a few Pearl Buck, 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 floor.

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

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

We gyrated and danced to the song. I could not avail notice how expert Kimmy looked. She was wearing tight jeans that showed off the curvature of her soundbox. She was being a sound girl and had on a bra, but that did not prevent her tit 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 font go hot.

The call ended and confection Child of Mine by accelerator pedal and Roses came on. This song was less energetic and we spent way too much time looking into each other's eyes. When it ended she eased into my arms and gave me another bass kiss, which I eagerly returned. I was still confused, but I couldn't assistance kiss her rachis. Her kiss was hot, driving, and was meant to pound home a point beyond ‘ Thanks for the dance."parting of me understood that point, and I felt an erection get-go to farm. I broke off the kiss.

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

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

I rolled my eyes and go her spinal column to the mesa. The drinks had arrived and I nearly drained mine with the start long pull. I noticed Rachel had not warmed up to me at all, and was staring sticker at me. We talked for a few birdsong, telling chronicle, 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.

"Time to pay up. This is my best-loved Song dynasty"

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 smidge heavy, but that only made her ass spirit really nice. I already mentioned her flowing red mane, which hung down to her shoulder, and accented her sparkling green heart. She probably had C-cup titty, but they looked larger on her small frame. Tasha is very pretty and I could state from the tabulate causerie, that she was promiscuous to talk to. That was hard on the dance flooring, 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 joint and had to give it up. We danced a little more, and Tasha leaned in.

"You know, Kimmy really likes you."

I wasn't sure how to need 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 brow 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 arms and gave Tasha a hug.

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

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

"Anyone else want 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 similitude said in unison.

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

"Tasha ?"I sang out her figure and gave her some immediate payment. She just smiled as the daughter result me out by each mitt.

We danced an gumptious version of Nazareth's Hair of the Dog, but Karenic and Sharon seemed much more interested in each former than me. I form of felt like a prop, but whatever. It was fun. We all sang along to the refrain over and over again.

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

When the call was done they both gave me a big hug, and Karenic added a quite a little on the cheek.

The three of us sat down. I wiped my brow, and exhaled. The new stave of drinks appeared about the prison term my core rate dropped to 100, and I took another longsighted pull.

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

Before I could even compose an result much less say anything, Rachel got up and stormed off.

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

"You married her, you divorced her, and then you fucked her petty Sister"Kimmy said with a wicked grin.

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

"We've never had sex !"

They all had the Saami smirk on their face, like the joke was on me. Kimmy and I have flirted shamelessly for the last five years. She was a gangly 15 class old when I started dating her sis. There was sexual tension between us for years, especially when it was evident that affair 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 dish herself. Late in our marriage if I needed a illusion to help relief myself when Rachel wouldn't ; Kimmy's face and body would stand in. She was an easy person to like. She is personable and confection, with just a touch of squawk thrown in. She is hurt and has a great sense of humor.

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 ethics of an alley cat, a syphilitic crotch, all tied together by head game of adequacy."

The girl had made a pass at her then swain, 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 womanhood in world-wide for several months, least of all Kimmy. I damn near forgot about her birthday, I was so centre on getting out of my matrimony. What was she up to ? I thought I was about to happen out when she almost shouted

"It's about time."

As the pianissimo introduction for All my Life by K-Ci and JoJo came over the sound organization, Kimmy took me by the manus and led me out to the dance floor and poured herself into my sleeve. Kimmy is much shorter than my 6 understructure height ; maybe coming in at 5'4 ”. ‘ Dynamite in low packages"was the form that often sprang to mind.

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

Needing a beguilement I tried to babble out'

Kimmy.."I started, but she interrupted without moving her psyche from it's rest place.

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

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

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

She was wearing a simple, practical outfit of jeans and a sweater. Both were tighter than they needed to be, showing off the alluring swells of her breasts and the shapeliness of her hip and legs. She came back to me satisfied.

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

"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 snag and a retreat to the threshold was definitely not it. I chased right behind her, caught her by the arm, and she wrenched away.

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

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

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

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

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

"I guess I don't"

"Then am I not right 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 place was the only answer I got.

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

Kim looked up, but did not see totally convinced.

"Really, you're fun to be around. You just caught me by surprisal. 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 like that."I said and then added with a fiddling mirthfulness"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 middle of a slow saltation, and she dropped one deal and filled it with my butt. She giggled when I about came out of my tegument.

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

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

Kim and Rachel's parents had been killed six calendar month ago, in a traffic accident. Kim still lived in the family dwelling house. Rachel had moved back in after the divorce. They both needed someone to lean on, plus the card had to be paid. I led her back to the dancing floor. She answered me as we walked back.

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

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

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

"I'll grab it later. I'm going to let the prevision bolt down you."I smirked back.

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

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

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

"Very late."said Sharon.

"Nearly morning."echoed Karen

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

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

She ignored that, but said

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

I rolled my eyes and then hugged each of the departing ladies 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 pauperism to allure fate."

Two beers on my 210 Irish pound frame 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 menage in quiet, marked only by her insisting ( I did not mind ) to hold my ripe bridge player as we traveled. My pail arse, much to her annoyance did not appropriate her to sit close.

I had knew what was going to happen when I got Kim household. She wasn't exactly being pernicious. But, it was happening so fast. Should I sleep with her ? I mean she's a piffling wino ; I don't want to occupy reward 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 ? the pits, would I be leading her on menstruum ? Do I have it away her ? Did I love her baby ? How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a groundhog could chuck would ? roll in the hay, I don't know.

We pulled in the driveway, and I still had no theme 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 blazon around me, and pulled me in for a kiss. She pulled back a few column inch, and said

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

I just stared stupidly at her, not knowing how I was going to do. She added more gentle osculation and then continued

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

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

"Tasha's right, you are dense."said Kim with an exacerbate 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 find me for nearly six years"she said with a hint of fire.

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

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

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

"Fantasize ?"she said perking up with a very mischievous 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 flick star sister in the sign of the zodiac and when you would jerk off, you thought of me ?"she said amused.

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

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

Those ten word of honor hung for just a mo and then we both moved towards each other. Kim's kiss came to me almost as an attack. I met her with rival passion. There had been plenty foreplay in the last one-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 special few seconds to hold off for Kim to remove her bra were too many. I needed to see her tits. I hungered to smack her yield. I longed to feel her nipple harden in my mouth. I reached under her breasts, yanked her bra over them and took her nub into my mouth. Kim's breast was firm, inviting, and I mauled her former melon as I teased her nipple into a tight cherry red.

Kim jumped at my aggressive action, recovered, released her now useless bra, and unfastened her jean. I grudging released her breast, so I could disrobe. My clothes were gone in an wink, 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 couch, and I worked my consistency between her willingly parted ramification. I was so close to taking her. My sassing 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 attention.

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

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

Kim parted her stage wider, giving my unfettered approach to her neatly trimmed pussy. I was greeted by the musk of her arousal and the glistening of her well vulva.

"Mmmmmmmm"Kim moaned in anticipation.

Rachel had never been this willing in her biography, and I dove in. I started at the undersurface of her dripping nook and dragging my tongue from the top of her niggling 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 love pea with my tongue.

"Ohhhhhhh"Kim moaned a piffling louder.

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

After respective laps around her pussy, Kim began to tense with expectation, as I approached her clit, so I gave it my undivided attention. I licked around it, swirling my lingua, and then using my lips to agitate up the little cap to subject her honey clit to my oral assault.

"Ohh ! Ohhh ! Kim groaned out

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

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

I did my safe to drub, hum, and suction as she climaxed once, maybe twice, and then she relaxed and let me breathe.

"Happy natal day"I said as I came up for air.

"Shut up and fuck me."Kim said lustily.

Kim joined me on floor and got on all fours

"Do me from behind ! Fuck me arduous !"

The visual sense of Kim on her hands and genu, vulnerable, offering herself to me, made me remember all of the times I took her in my dreams ; all the meter I buried myself deep into her making love tunnel, and the exhilaration I felt when I climaxed by my own hand. I was about to live that and my stopcock was so hard it hurt.

I moved in behind her, but could not jib feeling her ass. It was like the sleep of her young organic structure ; firm, enticing, arousing. I moved my mitt all over it, kneading the globes and caressing her hip joint. My hands followed them to her waist, getting a surge of epinephrine as I thought how it would feel to use her hips as a lever tumbler to drive myself thick into her snatch. I could not believe this was happening. I wanted it to go on forever. I wanted it to end now. I wanted to be unfreeze of the latent hostility that was building.

My hands left Kim's waist and they reached underneath to find her free breasts. I kneaded them slowly, feeling how heavy they were ; how business firm, and how blotto the tit had constricted. I ground my hips into hers, trying to erase just a lilliputian 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 kitty-cat grudgingly part to accept me. I took in a deep breath as my full measure was lost inside her and then shivered in low relief and a deepening hunger

"Ohhhhhh. Yeah."Kim added as I began to slowly screw her loaded pussy.

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

My pace quickened and it fed on itself. Each thrusting in sent a jolt of pleasure that would dissipated and call for 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 ! nooky me ! Harder ! Harder !'

The girl in my fantasy was begging to be pounded harder, driving my intimate tension to new height. I was getting closemouthed and I was no longer in control. I could not stop now. I used Kim's articulatio coxae to drive her back into me as I stabbed deeply and harder. The collision was trigger-happy. I might be hurting her, I could not enjoin, but I could not stop. I had to cum. I had to have relief

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

"Awwwwwwwwww !

I yelled above Kim's own vociferation, as my hips locked into hers and I poured my love juice into her constricting snatch. I felt myself spurt once, twice, and then a third clock time, surely sending a gallon of liquid in to her tiny muddle. I viciously pulled Kim's rose hip into mine and felt the rising tide of pleasure wash over me, lead me, and drive all early thought away. I shivered, convulsed, and saw little calamitous spots, as I was drowned in the maven.

Sanity oozed it's way back and I felt myself breathe again. I relaxed and as my vital organ began to settle back into normal compass, I became aware again. Kim was breathing deeply, trying to retrieve her own calm. Her face was turned sideways, eyes closed, and her nerve on the carpet. She looked contentedness and happy.

I looked around for something to clean ourselves, as Kim opened her eyes, met mine, and smiled happily, maybe with a touch sensation of embarrassment. I saw a Kleenex box on a nearby point of view. My softened organ melted out of Kim. I got up and retrieved the tissue so we could understate the spotting of the carpet.

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 retard ! I pounded and pounded, without thinking. I was so selfish and she's scathe ! I tore her ! Fuck ! She'll hate me ! Now we are going to have to go to the hand brake elbow 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 newspaper ! and diddly-shit, what will Rachel say ?

"What's wrong ? !"I asked excitedly

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

"Totally deserving 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 slight carried away."I said relieved.

Kim chuckled and said.

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

I let out a suspiration of easing and pulled her in for a hug, feeling her firm breasts puppy love against me.

"exhibitioner ?"Kim offered


"Oh, Yeah"I said grinning

We look a long hot shower, where we had sex again and I enjoyed soaping her ripe eubstance. I made sure that her breasts got very sporty, soaping them several times and licking grievous bodily harm from her mamilla making both them and my own shaft hard. The pee eventually turned cold-blooded and chased us into her bed for the night.



The adjacent morning we were awakened by the sound of Kim's bedroom doorway being slammed. We woke with a jump, 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 deplumate on. I'm not shy and it's not like Rachel had never seen me naked.

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

God, I knew that was coming. I had hoped to put it off awhile. Rachel was always jealous. God knows why. She attracts male care like flower attract bees. It was part of the marriage I never got used to. Guys would toy constantly with her ; and it didn't matter if I was there or not. I trusted Rachel, so I tried to blow it off. But, God forbid another woman looks crossway at me. She had snapped at Kim countless sentence for being implicative. Her own sister ! Whatever.

Kim and I threw on our clothes. I didn't like that. Kim looked very unspoilt naked and I had enjoyed seeing every breaking ball of her body. Her upturned, pouting breasts ; her gross legs ; the delicate bank line of her bare berm, the placate flair of her hips, and the judge fashion plate of her shapely seat. I was actually getting aroused as she moved around getting dressed. Kim noticed me watching her and said

"What ?"

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

She rolled her eye

"Took you long 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 choler than before.

I took in a breath about to launch into a hanker 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 ass are you talking about ? First, I practically raped Ron last night. I went after him."

I was going to object to the Brassica napus role. As I recall, I was pretty volition. But, Kim did not look like she was in the mood for humor.

"Second, YOU divorced him. YOU got a attorney. YOU filed the document. 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 nip across Rachel's bow. Rachel had fallen quarry to Kim's tongue on more than one function. She was not Kim's equal when it came to brains and wit. Rachel was no pinhead, but she knew where her limits were. Kim had fired the first verbal salvo, and if Rachel decided to fire back, it would not be pretty. I swallowed and sank back a bit.

"fuck 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 inflame you for this. You two are going to help me."Rachel said very matter of factly ; like it had been decreed by God himself.

I could feel my temper start to simmer. naught pisses me off quicker than being told what to do. Even in a body of work surround. I always chafed under a party boss who said"Do this ... Do that."My current genus Bos, the coroner, 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 genteel, more civilize. Rachel knew this and was pushing my push button. I found my voice before Kim, this time.

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

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

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

"Boris ? ! You want us to help him ? What does he take, a green lineup ?"snapped Kim

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

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

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

"movement ? Where ? Why ?"Kim asked very a lot startled and confused.

"He's asked me to wed him and I've accepted. We are going to experience in LA"

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

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

"Well, I'm willing to help oneself take if you can turn around my schedule, but I'm not going to CA"I stated flatly, trying to see 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 hand truck if I tell you. You'll do it or.."

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

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

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

"You fucking bitch."Kim snarled at Rachel

"What ?"I said looking at her confused.

Kim turned to me to explicate, and did so with obvious infliction and anger.

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

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

That was enough for me to connect the Department of Transportation. Rachel had checked out the video from the camera covering the living room, doubtless hoping to find exactly what she did. Now we would do her bidding or she was going to prove it to everyone and claim that last nighttime's sex took place before the divorce.

Snap ! My pique boiled over. You can only kick a dog so many time before he bites.

"You fucking bitch"

I echoed Kim, but unlike her, I got up off the couch, walked over to Rachel. Her eyes got extensive, she was certain I was going to belt out her one. I was, but at the last 2d, the word ‘ belt'triggered a near mind and I grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the chairperson and drug her across the room, over to the dining room.

"Let me go, dammit ! I'll show everyone the video if you don't !"Rachel yelled with scare 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 quiet ; 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 ! belt ! rap ! whack !

I delivered the first nose candy of the spanking Rachel had earned over the last half ten. 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 password was punctuated with another gust to her jean covered arse. But, even through my anger it still struck me how perfect Rachel's ass was ; perfectly rounded rose hip, tapering down forming a nice heart embodiment. Her backside itself ; round, full, and firm.

whack ! belt ! Whack ! Whack !

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

"Can I help ?"said Kim coolly.

Whack ! whang ! I continued as Kim's countersign's filtered in. I had always loved Rachel's ass. And with each swat, my anger was dissipating, and my rousing was growing. I could experience myself growing hard with Rachel's body on top of me, both trying to repress my growing erection and egging it on. I stopped spanking Rachel.

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

"Don't you dare !"scolded Rachel

knock ! Whack ! Whack !

I reigned down three more swats, trying to align her attitude a bit. It wasn't working. Rachel was trying to plain 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 hands off me !"Rachel squealed in surprise

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

"Owwwwww ! Don't !"

"Hold still ! Those pants are coming off, and if you don't handgrip still I'm going to see if this tit tress off, too"

She kept struggling so, I began to twist it.

"Owwwwwwwwwwww ! ! Stop !"she screamed

"appreciation still and I will"

She complied, and Kim reached underneath and undid her trouser, and slide fastener. I let go of Rachel's nipple and instead busied myself with releasing her other white meat. Rachel did not object. I quickly had both breast free. I could feel their free weight as they hung free, and I busied one paw with fondling them. Kim was working both the jeans and scanty down her hips when Rachel spoke again.

"Please don't do this !"

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

The jeans and panty cleared Rachel's hips and then slid down easily, giving me my initiatory purview of her bottomland. It was red, like she just gotten out of a hot shower bath. Rachel held still as Kim completely stripped her bare from the waist down.

"What do believe Kim, should we cease the job and strip her bare ?"I said motioning to her top.

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

"roll in the hay you !"Rachel snapped

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

"Owwwwwwww ! Stop !"

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

"Owwwwww !"That fucking hurt"Rachel screamed.

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

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

"Owwwww ! shag you both !"Rachel screamed.

So I spanked her harder and faster.

slap ! smack ! Slap ! Slap smack ! Slap !

"Noooooooo ! hitch ! 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 on her ass

"And…"I prompted

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

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

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

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

The color had improved to a bass red overall. I put my handwriting 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 pressure us !"

smacking ! smacking ! Slap ! smack ! smacking !

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

slap ! slap ! Slap ! Slap ! slap !

"No ! Stop it ! bar it ! I'm sorry ! I'm sorry !

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

Slap ! smacking ! Slap ! smacking ! slap !

"Please ! No more than !"

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

smacking ! Slap ! smacking ! Slap ! slap !

"Owwwwwww ! Stop ! Please ! No More ! I'm sorry !"

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

"springiness her some for me. She was always flirting with swain. 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, acute struggles and worked furiously to stymie the violation.

Yowwwwwww ! No ! break it ! Owwwwww ! Please ! I'm sorry ! block !

"This for all of Kim's boyfriend"

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

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

Rachel was in tears now, and my angriness was starting to melt under them, but I remembered one More 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 ira 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 waist 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 botheration. My sentiment were on pleasure ; mine.

I squeezed her red ass, feeling how hot her cutis was, and firm her prat was. And then I gently spread her ass face, revealing her petty 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 tepid slap to her ass.

"silence !"I ordered

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

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

"Tell you what, Rachel. I will consecrate you a opportunity to rationalise for all the mean value thing you have done to me and I won't shag you in your, oh so, shapely ass. Are you really sorry, Rachel ?"

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

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

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

"OK then. You can open me the Charles Herbert Best blowjob you have ever given and I will accept your apology."

"What !"she exclaimed.

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

Rachel sat for a minute, mentation, and then sighed.

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

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

"Do I have to take back ?"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, upturned, and business firm looking. One tit, the one I had twisted, looked a petty swollen. My rooster reminded me how horny I was.

"Rachel, would you mind terribly if I sucked on your tit 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 require to pretend my angry and I knew it. She took a step towards me, and I took one mamilla into my oral fissure and sucked on it greedily. My hand went up and began to squeeze her other tit. I felt her sensitive nipple begin to tighten, and I teased it with my natural language. Rachel squirmed slightly and I used my release helping hand to thread her in tightly. She winced as I handled her sore ass, but did not rip away. I switched sides and worked on her other knocker, sucking like I was drawing pleasure directly from her soul.

I pulled back, grabbed both breast and kneaded them feeling them give to my will and rebound back. I was so ready for her mouth. I stood up, pulled down my pants and underclothing and sat back in the professorship. One look from me and Rachel was on her genu.

She took me hesitantly into her mouth and began to encircle the head of my hammer with her tongue, delaying the slide into her depths, but also ramping up my anticipation and frustration. I let out a groan as my cock finally slid into her rima oris and went to the back of her throat. Rachel then started a tardily spinal column and Forth, rhythmic motion. Sliding me in, while pressing her tongue on the undersurface, and adding a little more suction on the way out. It felt soooo good.

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

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

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

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

Rachel did set out to propel faster. I felt a shiver run down my prickle as her natural language slid faster under my throbbing electronic organ. She went quicker still. I took my oral cavity from Kim's luscious nipple.

"Oh, God, Rachel ! Fuck, that tone beneficial ! Almost there ! Almost…"

And then the induction flipped and I began to spurt hot cum into Rachel's oral cavity. Rachel felt the first rope, and to my surprise she swallowed and kept milking me. It was like it was her own life sentence's roue. I squeezed Kim's titty and at my first flare-up I greedily took in her nipple and began to rive it deep into my mouth.

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

I backed away from Kim's chest and pulled her in for another deep kiss, 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 needle down from red hot passion to make relaxed lover.

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

Rachel had rarely given me headspring and never let me cum in her back talk. The thought of her swallowing was as far fetched as time travel. I kissed Kim again and whispered.

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

I meant it. I pulled her into a 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 shower was running. Kim and I cuddled together on the couch, saying nothing for a longsighted time.

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

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

"Help me spank, and then encourage me to receive sex, hell to practically rape, your sister ?"

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

"What ?"I looked at her with panoptic centre."That was a mental testing ?"

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

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

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

"I want to see how the Rockies did live night"

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

The TV linked up with the satellites and soon the lightlessness window was replaced by a scenery 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 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 source William Tell me that Petrov is suspected of having ties to the Russian mob, who may be trying to put on a substructure hold in the capital of Colorado orbit."

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

"I don't know. Maybe he was doing the Bos'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 excited voice carried down to us from upstairs

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

There was a longsighted pause 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 Saami 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……..