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Rob's New Life

By: mary0256



"You're a sorry fucking bitch," screams Rob.

Betty shouts back, "And you're a sorry fucking excuse for a man. You worthless cock sucker."

"At least I'm not out trying to fuck the entire town."

"Neither am I. I am just satisfying one man. At least he can satisfy me. Not like some ass hole that will remain nameless."

"How do you expect to get satisfied when once or twice a week is all that you're willing to have sex and then you want it over with in five minutes?"

"Shit, I'd like to see you last five minutes."

"You sorry fucking bitch; I ought to kick you ass."

The last comment had scared Betty. Never in their three years of marriage had Rob ever threatened her with violence. She shouted at him, "I think that you had better get your sorry ass out of here."

Rob had been concerned himself about threatening his wife with violence. The fear on her face had had dual effect upon him. The thought that he would resort to violence against his wife scared him. He had never raised his hand to a woman in life and he hoped that he never would. He realized now that the threat had been pure bluster and he was sure that he would not be tempted to get physical with her. However, the look of fear in her face gave him a feeling of power over her. He decided that he would use that power against her. He told her, "I should just kick the shit out of you. No court in the land would convict a man who has just found out that his wife has been cheating on him."

As Rob moved toward the bedroom, Betty told him, "If you don't get out of here in five minutes, I am going to call the cops."

Rob asked, "And what are you going to tell them, that I got angry when I found out that you were fucking another man and I raised my voice. I said that I should kick the shit out of you; I didn't say that I would or make any attempt to strike you. Don't give me any fucking timetables to get out of here. I wouldn't spend another night in the same fucking apartment as you, if my life depended on it. I'll be gone when I get some things together." Rob was busy packing a small suitcase and he grabbed some clothes out of his closet and began to leave the apartment. Standing in the doorway, poised to leave, Rob told Betty, "Incidentally, don't try to spend any of the money that we have in the bank. Today, when I found out about you and your boyfriend, I stopped by the bank and closed all of our accounts. When I talk to a lawyer, I will tell him where the money is at." He slammed the door and carried his stuff to his SUV in the parking lot.

Rob Keene and Betty Hart had been married a little more than three years earlier, shortly after his graduation from college. Rob was a twenty-five year old computer programmer and he had managed to put away a considerable amount of money in savings. His wife, or soon to be ex-wife, had taken little interest in their financial matters. As long as Rob paid the bills and provided her with a sufficient amount to go shopping or partying with her friends, she had been happy. Less than a month before, Rob had found a house that he wanted to buy. He had made a couple of offers on the house; but the sellers wanted several thousand dollars more than he was willing to pay. He had taken a pass on the house and had had many worries that he had passed up a good thing. Now, he knew that fate had been on his side. Without a house to divide, their cars and the furniture in the apartment were the only non-liquid assets that they had to worry about dividing. Since both cars were of the same vintage, about two years old, he could probably get by with them each keeping the car that they had been driving. Although he would argue against it at the outset, he was willing to let her have the apartment and the furniture that was in it.

Rob drove to the edge of town and found a motel. He didn't want to pay the prices at any of the better ones; but he wasn't going to stay at a 'flea-bag motel' either. His room was pleasant enough and the television received most of the channels that were available on the local cable system. Rob had a fairly restful night and went to work at the normal time the following morning. Shortly after ten o'clock, he left work to go to his apartment. He packed the remainder of his clothes and as many of his personal possessions that he could load into his vehicle. He returned to the office and spent the rest of the day working as normal. At quitting time, Rob drove to a bar near the motel and drank a couple of beers and had a sandwich. He spent a couple of hours enjoying the college football game that was on the television.

Four blocks down the street from the motel where Rob was registered, Jill Keene Ambrose was getting dressed to go to town with her friend Brandy Porterfield. Jill was Rob's sister and was one year older than him. She has been divorced for about two years and used the name Ambrose as little as possible. Her apartment lease, her driver's license and her bank accounts list the name Jill Keene. She has just completed a hectic day at work and was looking forward to an interesting evening on the town. Her friend Brandy was also divorced and the two of them often went out in the evening looking for some male companionship. Jill was dressed in a tight short skirt and was wearing an equally tight, low-cut top that revealed a considerable expanse of her 34B breasts. The top that she was wearing tonight was tight enough that she did not feel that a bra was necessary.

When Brandy arrived, Jill noticed that she was also wearing a tight skirt; but Brandy's was somewhat shorter than Jill's. Brandy was also wearing a low-cup tight knit top; however her 36C breasts were encased in a bra. The two young women stopped at one of the local bars that usually had a considerable number of eligible men on the prowl. Tonight, this one was somewhat slow. They drove down the street to another of their favorite nightspots. At this one, they found that there was a good crowd. The girls ordered a drink and found a table. It wasn't long before a couple of guys approached them and asked them to dance. They each danced with three or four different guys and they each had a couple of drinks. Neither girl was that interested in any of the guys that were hitting on them.

After returning from one of her trips to the dance floor, Jill noticed a couple in a corner booth that were all over each other. She thought for a while that they were actually going to fuck right there in the bar. Jill thought that there was something familiar about the couple; but she couldn't pinpoint it right off of the bat. Jill was sitting there sipping her drink when Brandy returned from the dance floor. Jill asked, "Anyone who interests you yet?"

A frown crossed Brandy's face, as she replied, "No. None of these guys turn me on tonight. How about you?"

Jill shook her head and answered, "No. I am about ready to blow this pop stand. Another night might have better results." The couple in the corner that had gotten Jill's attention began to leave the bar. The woman was still hanging all over the guy as they moved toward the door. Jill now realized why the couple was so familiar, yet not that familiar. The woman was her brother's wife; but the guy was not her brother. Jill had always had some degree of disdain for her sister and tonight she felt vindicated for her previously unjustified feelings. An unsatisfactory evening at the bars had just turned worse for Jill as she witnessed her brother's wife cheating on him. Jill and Brandy finished their drinks and left the bar. The two of them got into Brandy's car and began the drive toward Jill's apartment.

As they were approaching motel row, Jill asked Brandy to slow her car down. Brandy had no idea what was up. She didn't think that she was driving too fast and she did not have a clue what was on Jill's mind. Brandy had been Jill's close friend for too long to question what was being asked of her. The look on her friend's face told her that she was concerned about something. Suddenly, Jill hollered, "Turn in here."

Brandy asked, "Are you so horny that you are going to get a room here and then call an escort service?"

Jill snapped, "No, asshole. I'm just looking for something." Jill spotted her brother's car parked near the end of the building. She told Brandy, "Okay, let's go home."

They rode in silence to Jill's apartment building. Brandy parked her car and followed Jill into the apartment. When Jill had closed and locked the door, she turned and took Brandy in her arms and began to kiss her. Brandy returned the kisses for a few moments and then when Jill began to feel one of her boobs, Brandy broke the kiss and asked, "All right, are you going to keep me in the dark all night? Why did you almost spazz out back there by the motels?"

Jill kissed her friend and paused before saying, "I was looking for my brother's car at one of the motels. It was parked in the lot that I asked you to pull in to."

Brandy said, "I really don't know your brother that well; but from what you have told me, he doesn't seem to be the type to cheat on his wife."

Jill snapped back, "He's not, dammit. You remember that couple in the corner of the bar that was almost fucking in plain sight?

"Yeah, why?"

"The cunt was my brother's wife. I recognized her when they were leaving. I don't think that she saw me. She's fucking around on him. I think that maybe he found out and left her. That means that I am going to have to have a very difficult conversation with my brother tomorrow night at my mother's birthday dinner."

"You're not going to bring this up at you mother's birthday party; are you?"

"No. I'm pissed off; but even pissed off, I don't do things that stupid. I'll wait until my parents leave and then I will broach the subject to Rob."

Brandy took Jill back in her arms and began to kiss her again, saying, "Honey, I know that you are upset; but neither of us can do anything about it tonight. Let's go to bed and take your mind off of this. We will both be able to think a little straighter in the morning."

Jill returned Brandy's kisses and said, "Oh, I'm thinking straight tonight. Straight enough to know that if I left this apartment now, I would go find that bitch and kick her fucking ass. No. I am thinking straight enough to know that I am not setting foot out of that door and tonight I am going to suck your pussy like I have never sucked it before. Let's go into the bedroom."

Jill and Brandy had been having sex with each other for a number of years. Although they each preferred the feel of a warm, hard male organ sliding between their legs, they did love the taste of each other's willing, anxious pussy on their tongue. Tonight, as they had on many other occasions, they would satisfy each other orally after failing to find a man that interested them. Brandy was swiftly removing her clothes. It was not that she was so horny that she wanted to get into bed early; she knew that her friend was upset and experience had proven that sexual satisfaction was the best way to relax Jill when she was upset. Brandy pulled the covers back from the bed and reclined to await the arrival of her friend. Jill finished undressing and moved onto the bed to embrace Brandy. Brandy kissed Jill and then said, "Talking about people cheating on their spouse. If your ex-husband had known about you and me before you caught him cheating on you, it probably would have cost you the twenty-five thousands dollars that he had to pay you. Wouldn't it?"

"Yeah, probably. That asshole thought that he was getting off easy, paying me that amount for my half of the business. He thought that I knew so little about managing money. Now that twenty-five grand has turned into forty and he ended up selling the business for about twelve. I love it when shit happens to people who try to shit on me."

Brandy told her, "Shut up and let's make love." She then quieted Jill by locking her lips on the other woman's mouth. The two of them continued to kiss and rub each other's breasts. Brandy's hand moved between Jill's thighs and she slid two fingers into that moist crevice. Jill felt excitement as her friend's finger slid in and out of that channel and she moved her own hand to Brandy's wet slit. Brandy continued to work her fingers in and out of that wet pussy as she moved her lips to Jill's well-shaped tits. Jill's nipples were growing at a rapid pace and they were getting so hard that they actually started to hurt. When Brandy's mouth started to move from her tits and it moved toward that waiting snatch, Jill began to shift her body. Her quick movements had her face poised directly below Brandy's blond bush.

Brandy's tongue split the sparse auburn hairs protecting Jill's pussy and it slid deeply into the recesses of that wet love canal. Jill was eagerly lapping the juices from Brandy's equally wet pussy. Almost as if choreographed, they stabbed at each other's swollen clits at almost the same time. They continued to lap at each other's love-boxes for some time until they each began to feel the onset of pleasant orgasms that began to engulf their entire bodies. As they were catching their breath, they rearranged their bodies on the bed and began to kiss each other, savoring the taste of their own juices on each other's mouths. Tit-to-tit, pussy-to-pussy with their arms entwined the two young women fell asleep sated by their love for each other.

As soon as the result of the football game was no longer in doubt, Rob left the bar where he had nursed several beers. He walked back to his motel room and tried to go to sleep. The events of the past two days had him fairly tense. He turned the television to one of the movie channels that was playing a soft-porn movie. As he watched the sexual events that were transpiring on the small screen, he slid his underwear off. He watched a pair of beautiful breasts bouncing up and down as the actress was being screwed on the screen and he began to stroke his seven-inch cock. After unloading a burst of cum into a hand towel that he had placed on the bed, Rob was able to quickly fall asleep.

At nine o'clock on Friday morning, Bascom Hart was sitting at his desk pondering the news that he had heard the evening before. Bascom had celebrated his fiftieth birthday a few months earlier. He was president of a computer software company that he had founded fifteen years earlier. Rob Keene was one of his better programmers; but he was also Bascom's son. The previous evening, his daughter had visited Bascom and his wife to inform them that she and Rob had split up and that she was going to file for divorce. He and his wife had prodded Betty for some time about the cause of the break-up and she had finally admitted that she had been having an affair and that Rob had learned of this fact. Bascom had been married for nearly thirty years and was fairly conservative. He found it hard to believe that his only daughter was cheating on her husband and he definitely did not condone such actions. Betty was, however, his only daughter and even when he believed that she was wrong, he was still going to stand behind her. He sat at his desk facing a very difficult situation.

Bascom called on the intercom to instruct his secretary to send Rob Keene in to see him right away. A short time later, he heard a knock at the door and he invited the visitor in. Upon seeing Rob, Bascom said, "Rob, close the door and have a seat."

Rob had been dreading this visit since he and his wife had split. He had always had the utmost respect for Bascom, both as a father and as a boss. He was totally in the dark about the reaction that Bascom would have to their break-up. The hundreds of possible scenarios were passing through Rob's mind as Bascom said, "Betty came to visit us last night and with her visit came some very disturbing news."

Rob took a deep breath and replied, "I wondered how long it would take her to go see you and Mrs. Hart. What all did she tell you?"

"The main thing that she told us was that you two had split up. Do you want to tell me your side of the story?"

"Not really. I don't really have a side and I don't want to get into a situation where I am making disparaging statements about someone to a third person. I would prefer to keep as much of our problems as possible between Betty and me."

"If it will put your mind at ease, she did tell us what the main issue is."

"And that is?"

"That she was having an affair."

"Okay. I didn't want to go into that until I was sure that she had told you."

"Do you think that there is anyway that the two of you could reconcile?"

"I don't think so. I am not sure that I can get over the hurt from her cheating on me. Even if I thought that I could, her attitude about it just about killed any hopes that I could forgive her. Forty-eight hours ago, I was sure that I still loved her.  When I found out that she was cheating, she acted like it was my fault because I found out."

"I understand. That seems to be the one thing that you are in total agreement on -- there is no chance at reconciliation. What action do you plan to take?"

"Right now, I am going to see what she does. I just want to put everything behind me as quickly and as painlessly as possible."

"Well, today, she plans to visit a lawyer to explore her options. She is going to try to file for a no-fault divorce; but that will take your cooperation. From what was explained to me last night, in a no-fault divorce, you both have to be party to the filing. Would you object to that?"

"That would depend upon the terms of the settlement. In my opinion, I am the one who has been wronged. I don't think that I should come out on the short end of the stick, in this case."

"I agree with you that you shouldn't be short-changed. On Monday, I'll bring in a copy of the proposal that the lawyer gives her. I will go over it with you and then I will relay your counter-proposal to her and her lawyer."

"That is fair enough."

"All right, now we have to discuss your status here at the company."

"I got this job before I was you son and I don't think that I should lose it because I am not going to be your son-in-law for much longer."

"That is true. You are one of the best programmers that I have ever had. You are probably the best that I have right now..."

"No probably about it. There is no one else here that comes close to me."

"Again, I would have a hard time arguing about that. The problem is that I am not sure how we can maintain a working relationship, especially since a week ago, I promised Betty a job here. I don't know how you would handle that; but I know how my daughter would handle it and I don't think that it would be conducive to a pleasant work environment for any of our employees."

"So my wife cheats on me and I get fired for it."

"Now slow down, I didn't say that. I just think that it would be better if you worked in another environment. I will contact some other people in the business and will line up something for you that will be comparable to what you are doing right now that will provide you with about the same amount of money and benefits. Until we can line you up with something else, you will remain on the payroll here. Do these terms satisfy you?"

"I have always heard that blood is thicker than water. I just don't like having to learn the truth of that axiom the hard way. I can live with that, as long as I am not in the unemployment line."

"Thank you, Rob. I knew that this wouldn't be pleasant for you; but I am happy that you are accepting it as well as I could have hoped.  Now, go back to work and we will talk again on Monday when I have more information on job prospects and what Betty's lawyer has proposed."

Rob returned to work and, although he was not overly productive, he did manage to complete one major segment of a project that he was working on.


Rob's New Life



After work, Ron returned to the motel and showered and shaved and dressed in a suit before leaving for Angelino's Restaurant. Today was his mother's birthday and Rob and his sister, Jill, were taking their parents out to dinner to celebrate. Rob arrived at the restaurant shortly before six-thirty and he sat at the bar while he waited for his sister and his parents to arrive. He was about half done with his drink when he saw Jill approaching the bar. Rob stood up so that his sister could have his stool. Jill approached him and gave him a hug as she greeted him. Rob looked down at the plunging neckline of Jill's dress and then noticed that the hem only reached about halfway to her knees. Rob marveled at how sexy his sister looked tonight. Jill opened her mouth to say something to Rob when they saw their parents coming though the door. Rob carried his drink toward the entryway and asked the hostess if their table was ready.

The hostess led the four of them to a table in the far corner of the restaurant. At that time the surrounding tables were all empty. The Keene family sat around the large table talking. The each had a couple of drinks before they placed their food order. They leisurely enjoyed their fine meal and shortly after the after-dinner drinks had been served, the waitress approached the table with a birthday cake. The entire family sang "Happy Birthday" to Mrs. Keene. It was just past eight-thirty when Mrs. Keene thanked her children for the fine meal and enjoyable birthday celebration and then she and her husband left the restaurant. Jill and Rob each ordered another drink and then Rob asked the waitress for the check.

While they were waiting for the waitress to bring the check, Jill said, "All right, baby brother, how long did you plan to wait until you told anyone that you and Betty had split up?"

Rob queried, "What makes you think that we have split up?"

Jill explained what she had observed in the bar on Thursday evening and how she had checked the motel parking lots until she spotted his vehicle at the one where he was staying. She added, "This afternoon, I called your apartment in hopes that last night was a one night exile situation. Betty answered the phone and didn't mince any words when she explained that she didn't expect you to return, ever. Then tonight, on the way here, I drove by the motel and I saw you coming out of your room.

Rob hesitated before he told her, "Yeah, we have split and it is doubtful that we will get back together. I understand that she talked a lawyer today."

"Well, you can't stay at that motel. You will be penniless in no time paying their rates."

"Right now, I don't have much choice. I can't start looking for my own place until I have a better idea of what is going to happen."

"Bull shit. You do have a choice. No, that's wrong  you don't have a choice. You're going to move into my apartment until you get everything settled."

The waitress appeared with the check and Rob placed a small stack of bills on her tray and told her to keep the change. Jill continued, "Now, you are going to follow me over to my apartment and you will stay there. No fucking argument. Understood?"

Rob wanted to argue; but he knew from experience that arguing with Jill was a losing proposition. He meekly muttered, "All right."

Jill stood up and said, "Let's go then. We'll go to the motel in the morning to check you out and pick up the rest of your stuff."

Jill led the way out of the restaurant and as Rob followed, he realized that his cock was hardening from watching his sister's ass as she walked away from him.

Jill was just getting out of her car when Rob pulled in and parked next to her. She showed her brother the spare bedroom and he immediately hung his suit jacket in the closet. She told him that there should be plenty of drawer and closet space for his things when he brought them over the next day. He followed Jill into the living room and sat down in front of the television. She went to the kitchen to get them each a beer and as she handed him one, she said, "Look, I don't want you to be concerned with looking for another place to live. When you have got yourself and your life back on track, then you can decide what you want to do. I am happy to have you here. There are only two things that I ask of you. The first is that you clean up after yourself. I am your sister, not your fucking maid. Secondly, I don't want any shit from you if I bring a guy home with me once in a while. That is why I live here instead of with Mom and Dad, like they wanted me to. Can you live with those simple rules?"

"Those don't sound like rules to me. Cleaning up after myself, I would have to do regardless of where I was living. And I don't care who you bring home with you at night. Your single and twenty-six; I couldn't control what you do with your life, if I wanted to. Remember, I am you brother, so that gives me the right to tell you the next day that that guy you brought home is an asshole."

The two of them then returned to watching the program that was on the television. They watched a couple of half-hour sitcoms, returning to mundane conversation during the commercials. Jill decided that it was time for her to change clothes and she went to her bedroom. About five minutes later, she returned wearing a pink nightgown that stopped about one-third of the way down her thighs. Rob watched her moving about the room and could definitely tell that Jill was not wearing any underwear. Again, Rob was becoming uncomfortable with the idea that he was getting a hard-on from looking at his sister. He didn't remember getting a hard-on from looking at Jill since they were in high school and he used to try to sneak peaks at her body. He found that nearly every time she was looking the other direction, he had to rearrange his cock in his pants so that Jill wouldn't notice his condition. She spent about fifteen minutes moving quickly about the room, rearranging things and picking things up.

When she returned to the couch where Rob was sitting, Jill said, "You do know that you are going to have to tell Mom and Dad about splitting with Betty and you are going to have to do it real quick."

That was the conversation that Rob had hoped to avoid the most. He fidgeted about for a bit and then said, "Yeah, I know. I'll tell them sometime next week."

Jill gave him an icy stare and she scolded, "No. You're going to tell them tomorrow."

Rob didn't know why he noticed it so quickly; but when Jill became stern with him, her nipples started to get hard. Rob stammered, "Okay, Ill go over there this weekend and tell them."

Now Jill was becoming upset; she slugged her brother in the arm and said, "We will both get out of bed early in the morning and we will go over there together. They need to be told soon."

Rob knew that he was beaten, so he said, "Okay, okay, okay. We'll go over there early in the morning to tell them. Shit, I don't know why you are more worried about it than I am."

Jill just shook her head before she told him, "You dip-shit. If you don't tell them pretty soon, Betty will tell them. You don't know what kind of twisted version of the events that she might give them. If she tells them before you do; Mom and Dad will assume that what she tells them is the truth and they will figure that you didn't say anything because you didn't want to admit that the whole break-up was your fault."

Rob wrung his hands as he said, "Hell, I didn't think of it that way."

Then Jill added, "Of course, it could already be too late. She could have already told them."

Rob quickly answered, "I don't think so. Mom or Dad would have brought it up tonight at the restaurant."

Jill told him, "Not necessarily. Maybe they just didn't want to put a damper on Mom's birthday celebration. That is why I waited until they had left before I said anything to you."

In exasperation Rob exclaimed, "All right, already. We'll tell them first thing in the morning."

Jill reached over to feel how much beer was left in Rob's can. When she felt that it was empty, she said, "I'll get us each another one of these." As she stood up to leave the room, she said, "We will need to get there early enough that they haven't left to go shopping yet." On her way to the kitchen, she spotted a piece of paper on the floor and she bent over to pick it up. Rob's eyes nearly bugged out of his head as he got a good view of his sister's tight ass and a glimpse of her fur-covered pussy. The blood was flowing to his hardened cock and he began to feel that if it got any harder that it would break. When Jill disappeared into the kitchen, he relaxed for a moment.

Suddenly, Jill reappeared from the kitchen with two beers in her hands. She approached Rob and leaned over the coffee table to hand him his beer. As she leaned forward, the loose neckline of her nightgown fell away exposing her beautifully sculptured breasts to Rob's probing eyes. Her sudden reappearance from the kitchen had not given him a chance to rearrange his already hard cock in his pants. That protruding member caught Jill's eye as she was straightening up to move back to the couch. When she sat down, Jill moved closer to Rob than she had been before. She set her beer on the coffee table and ran her hand down the shaft of his pants-covered cock and asked, "Did the sight of your sister's little tits cause this to grow so big?"

Rob squirmed on the couch and stuttered as he finally blurted, "It wasn't just that look of your tits, Jill. Hell, you have been bouncing around here all night with no underwear on -- just that thin nightgown. Then, on the way to the kitchen, you bent over and I get a good look at that fine ass of yours and a look at your -- um, ah"

Jill smiled as she rubbed his cock again and asked, "What's the matter, little brother. Can't you even say the word? Are you trying to say that you got a look at my pussy?"

Rob was really squirming now. He knew that if this was any other woman showing him as much of her wares as Jill had and then tormenting him the way that she was that he would have had that nightgown off of her by now and would probably be trying to stuff his hard cock into her mouth. However, this was his sister and guys shouldn't think about their sisters in that manner. Finally, he stammered, "Yeah. That is what I was trying to say."

Jill laughed at him as she said, "Well, Rob, my boy, just by accident tonight you got to see what you spent all of your time when you were in high school trying to get a peek at."

Shock registered on Rob's face as he asked, "You mean that you knew?"

Jill laughed as she said, "Of course I knew. Why else do you think that you came so close to seeing what you were after and then at the last second kept getting shut out? I mean, once or twice might have been an accident; but how many times did you come so close to the Promised Land and then not see anything."

Rob began to relax a little bit as he said, "I'll be damned. The whole time, I thought that I was just unlucky. The truth of the matter is that my sister was a teasing bitch."

Jill chuckled as she said, "Guilty as charged. And I loved every minute of it." The two of them chuckled inwardly for a few moments until Jill asked, "Rob, did you mean what you just said a minute ago?"

Rob asked, "I don't know. What did I say?"

Jill coyly said, "That part about me having a fine ass."

Rob beamed as he said, "Hell yes. I don't know if I have ever seen a finer ass than yours."

Jill put her arms around her neck and kissed her brother and said, "Thank you, Rob. That's the nicest thing that you have ever said to me."

Rob exclaimed, "Hey, I've said a lot of nice things about you."

Jill replied, "I know; but you have never said anything about my body or my looks before."

Rob said, "I guess that that is just something that guys don't normally say about their sisters. I may not have said those things to you; but I have thought them a lot of times."

Jill still had her arms around his neck and her body was pressed tightly against his. Rob cock had begun to soften somewhat; but Jill could feel that it was on the rise again. She kissed Rob again and said, "I can feel something getting hard again."

Rob said, "I'm sorry, sis."

She answered, "Don't be sorry. I like the feel of it. When you have thought about how my body looks and when you used to try to get a look at it; did you ever think about fucking me?"

Rob was again becoming befuddled as he said, "Shit, Jill, you don't want me to answer that question; do you?"

Jill kissed him again and said, "Yes, I do and I want an honest answer." Then she wrapped her fingers around his cock again and said, "And remember that I am holding the lie detector."

His sister's finger wrapped around his cock was making Rob more uncomfortable than he had been before. He muttered, "Yeah. I have and I am fighting those thoughts right now." As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Rob feared that he had said too much.

Jill sat back and Rob noticed that her nightgown had ridden up on her body and her beautiful, auburn-thatched pussy was again visible. She said, "That makes me feel a whole lot better. Back when we were in high school before I had ever had sex, I had thought about fucking you to find out what it was really like and then after I had my cherry popped, I thought about using you to practice with."

Rob was staring at that lovely pussy that had been bared before him. He was unsure if Jill knew how high her nightgown had ridden and he wasn't about to tell her for fear that the beautiful view would be taken from him. He asked his sister, "Well, why didn't you?"

Jill was quick to come back, "For the same reason that you never said anything to me. I was afraid that you would think that I was some kind of a pervert."

Rob said, "You mean that we both had the same unjustified fear and if we had both know how the other felt, we could have alleviated most of the sexual frustration that we both experienced all though high school?"

Jill nodded as she said, "That's about it." At that moment she glanced down and saw where the hem of her nightgown had ridden up to. She looked at her brother's face and saw where his gaze was directed and how big the smile was on his face as she added, "I didn't realize how high my nightgown had ridden until just now. It looks like you are enjoying the view. Should I pull it down or do you want to look some more?"

Rob kept his eyes on Jill's bush as he replied, "I am enjoying the view; but you can do what you want."

Jill made no move to pull her nightgown down and snuggled tighter against her brother. They both relaxed for some time until Jill asked, "I know that it is none of my business; but did you have to go without sex quite a bit before the two of you split."

Rob answered, "Kind of. For a year or so it was only once or twice a week and then over the past few months, it has been less than that. I don't think that Betty and I have had sex in more than two weeks and then it was just a quickie."

Jill asked, "You mean that you have had no sex in at least two weeks?"

Rob shot back, "That's right. Unless you count Rosie Palm as sex."

Jill smiled as she said, "Oh yeah. I remember having nothing except my fingers. When I found out that my ex- was cheating on me, I thought that I would show him. I wouldn't let him have any from me. How dumb was that? He was getting laid regularly with his girlfriend. I was the one going without. One month I went without because I thought that I was punishing him. Shit. Stupid.  Rob, did you ever cheat on Betty when you were married."

Rob sat upright as he exclaimed, "Hell no. I never had sex with anyone else since the first time that I dated Betty."

"Now that you have separated, would you consider it cheating if you had sex with someone else?

"No. Legally and technically it might be; I don't know. But as far as I am concerned I am no longer married. Conversely, as of Wednesday night when I left, I don't feel that Betty is cheating any longer. She was before; but she is not now."

"Then, how would like to get laid tonight, brother?"

"What, my fist counts as fucking now?"

"No. How would you like to fuck your sister?"

While they had been talking, Jill had deftly unbuckled Rob belt and unzipped his pants. She now had one hand inside of his underwear and she was stoking his hard, pulsing cock. Rob was again relegated to stammering as he said, "That wouldn't be right. A guy is not supposed to fuck his sister. Thinking about it and talking about it is one thing. Actually doing it, that is a whole new game."

Jill continued to stroke his cock and she kissed him again. She told him, "That is the puritan morality side of your brain talking." She wiped some of his pre-cum into the shaft of his cock and said, "The other side of your brain is regulating this thing and it wants to fuck." She kissed him again and as she snaked her tongue into his mouth, she felt one of his hands slide under her nightgown and begin to caress one of her boobs. His warm masculine hand rubbing her tit told her that she had won. Without releasing Rob's cock from her grip, Jill stood up and said, "Come on. Let's finish this in the bedroom." Rob was on his feet in a flash and in no time the two of them were in Jill's bedroom. Rob was hastily pulling off his clothes as Jill tossed her nightgown aside and pulled back the covers of the bed.

Soon Rob was naked and with his hard, dripping seven-inch pole sticking straight out from his body, he joined his sister in the middle of the bed. His uncertainty about where things were going had made him the passive participant when they were on the couch. Now that they were both naked and on the bed, Rob became more aggressive. He eagerly mauled her firm tits and he kissed his sister with a vigor that he had not felt in some time. As he began to move his mouth toward one of her boobs, Jill stopped him and pushed him to his back. She again took his cock in her hand and told him, "The way this thing is dripping, you are going to shoot all over my belly or worse yet, the second that you get it in me you will explode. You're not going to leave me hanging." She dropped her mouth to his groin and took his entire length between her lips and began to suck. Jill had been correct about it not taking Rob very long to unload. She was moving back toward his head to give him a kiss, as she said, "There. Now, we can both enjoy the hell out of this and we can take our time."

As their lips met, Rob rolled her to her back. He broke off the kiss long enough to say, "Sis, I have not had that many blowjobs in my life; but that was the best that I have ever had."

Jill asked him, "Was I that good or were you just so horny that anything that got you off would have felt good."

Rob replied, "It was really good. My horniness may have intensified the feeling a little; but you definitely are good."

Just before he silenced her with his kisses, she exclaimed, "Oh great. My bother is going to announce to the world that his sister is the greatest cock sucker that he has ever had." The siblings had a playful sword fight with their tongues until Rob moved his mouth to her breasts, again. He sucked on and chewed her breasts until they were almost raw and then he kissed his way down across her belly until he reached that auburn tuft that he had admired so much, earlier in the evening. He kissed and licked all around her beautiful pussy and then, when Jill thought that she would die from the anticipation of his tongue probing between her swollen lips, he finally slid that oral appendage into her wet, waiting pussy. Rob thoroughly swabbed the walls of that divine cunt until he had her clawing at the back of his head. Occasionally, his tongue would take a swipe across her swollen clitoris. His ministrations caused Jill to moan and eventually scream as the throws of a powerful orgasm began to overcome her.




Rob's New Life



Rob had almost driven his sister to a state of exhaustion when he stopped licking her twat and began to kiss his way back up her body. As their lips locked, Jill reached down between them and aimed his hard, throbbing member at the entrance to her aching love nest. Rob continued to kiss her and then when he felt her pussy lips surrounding the head of his pulsing cock, he drove his hips forward. He was now buried in his sister's wet, anxious pussy and he continued to kiss her as he slid that member in and out of her hole. The blowjob that Rob had experienced and the powerful cum that had embraced Jill gave both of them the patience to take their first fuck nice and slow. Rob continued to slide his cock into her at a very slow pace, although he continued to vary the depth and the angle of his penetration on every stroke. Jill felt that another strong orgasm was approaching and she knew that if Rob continued at his present pace that she would probably have time for two or three orgasms before Rob unloaded his torrents of cum.

Jill had not been correct about how many orgasms she would have before Rob erupted. She had at least five orgasms and he was still pumping his cock into her, although his pace had picked up dramatically. Jill was not sure if she was totally conscious when her brother finally came. She was suddenly aware that they were lying on their sides with his semi-hard, condom-encased cock still within her pussy. When Rob saw her eyes open, he gently kissed her lips and said, "Jill, that was the best that I have had in at least three years; maybe, the best ever. I just don't want this night to end."

Jill rolled him to his back and removed the condom from his softening dick and began to lick it clean. As she licked the cum from his cock, it began to harden in her mouth. When it had reached its full length and girth, Jill released it from her mouth and rolled a fresh condom over it. She then rose above him and began to slide her wet pussy over that turgid staff. As she began to slowly slide her pussy up and down on that hard cock, she told him, "This time, I control the pace." Rob smiled up at her and reached forward to knead her soft, yet firm, tits. She continued her slow pace until she felt a cum approaching. She began to increase her pace and then used one hand to manipulate her clit. The jackhammer rate at which Jill was moving up and down on his cock caused Rob to lose all restraint that he thought that he might have. Jill was about midway through her cum when Rob began to explode. Jill collapsed against his chest and they again rolled to their sides and began to kiss each other.

They remained in that position for some time until they both dozed off. Rob had gotten up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and it wasn't until then that he disposed of his condom. He returned to Jill's side and went back to sleep in almost the same position that they had started. Jill was the first to awaken on Saturday morning and she slipped naked into the kitchen to start a pot of coffee brewing. She returned to the bedroom with the intention of preparing for her shower. The sight of Rob's thick cock lying across his thigh was too much for her to take. She moved back to the bed and began to suck her brother's cum encrusted cock back to life. As his cock started to rise, his eyes began to open. It took him a second or two to realize where he was at and then the events of the previous evening began to return to him.

When Rob had gotten up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, he had thought about how his sister might react to the previous night's activities. He didn't think that it was the alcohol that had led her to the events of Friday evening; but he wasn't sure how she would react this morning. He knew that he hoped that there would be many repeats of the previous night and he prayed that she had similar feelings. The fact that she was giving him an early morning blowjob, led him to believe that she would not be adverse to some future sexual activity between them.

In a matter of minutes, Rob coated his sister's tonsils with a copious load of cum. Jill ran her tongue across her lips to make sure that she hadn't missed any of his cum and then kissed Rob. She said, "Now that I have had my protein for the morning, I think that I will go to the kitchen and get my caffeine. There is a fresh pot of coffee in the kitchen. We have time for about a half a cup apiece. Then we have to shower and get dressed so that we can go to Mom and Dad's. Still naked, Jill paddled out the door on her way to the kitchen. Rob figured that since time was of the essence that he would not bother dressing either and he walked to the kitchen to get his cup of coffee.

He had taken about three sips of his coffee when Jill said, "Come on, shower time. It's almost eight o'clock and we are running late." She carried her coffee cup with her to the bedroom and Rob followed her. Jill set her cup down on the dresser and as she was opening the bathroom door, she said, "You can join me in the shower; but we don't have time to play around this morning." Rob quickly accepted the invitation and got into the shower with her. They did take enough time to help each other soap the other's body. Rob began to soap Jill's tits and her pussy and when his cock began to harden, Jill flicked her index finger against the head of it and said, "I told you that we don't have time to play." His cock quickly softened. It was only a few minutes later that they were heading out the door for the short drive to their parents' house.

As Rob parked in the driveway of his parents' home, Jill noticed that it was twenty minutes until nine. She had hoped to be there shortly after eight. Her father's car was not in the driveway; but there were lights on in the house, so she assumed that her mother was there. They knocked on the back door and entered the rear of the house. Mrs. Keene walked into the kitchen to greet them. She asked, "What has you two moving so early on a Saturday morning?"

Jill answered, "We just thought that we would check to see how you survived the birthday celebration."

Mrs. Keene pointed at the counter and said, "If you two want coffee, there is the pot; you know that it is self-service around here. It was a wild night last night. Home by nine; in bed by ten  "

Jill interrupted, "And asleep by midnight."

Mrs. Keene smiled, as she said, "No. That might be the case for you younger people; but we were asleep shortly after we got into the bedroom. I did enjoy the evening though. A good meal, a nice cake and enjoyable company. It was too bad that your wife couldn't make it though, Rob."

Rob hesitated momentarily and the told her, "That's why we stopped over here this morning.  Betty and I have separated. We had hoped that Dad would have been here so that I could tell both of you at the same time."

Mrs. Keene replied, "I kind of thought something like that was happening."

"Why did you think that, Mom?"

"I called your apartment yesterday to double check the time and Betty answered. She wouldn't tell me much of anything and was quite evasive about where you were and when you were coming back. If I am not being too nosy, can you tell me what the problem is?"

"No. I don't mind telling you. Things haven't been real smooth for almost a year and then Wednesday, I found out that she was having an affair."

"Oh no. She was the last person that I would have expected that from."

"No shit, Mom. It shocked the hell out of me too. When I found out, I went to the bank and emptied all of the accounts and then went home and had it out with her."

"You didn't get physical with her; did you?"

"No. I made her think that I might; but I didn't. I have never raised a hand to a woman in my life and even this wasn't enough to change that."

"Where are you staying now?"

"I stayed in a motel for a couple of nights and then I stayed at Jill's last night. I guess that I am going to stay there for a while."

Mrs. Keene looked at her daughter and asked, "And how long have you known about this?"

Jill responded, "I had some suspicions on Thursday; but I didn't know for sure until I talked to Rob after you and Dad left last night. No, I wasn't trying to hide anything from you and Dad."

Mrs. Keene laughed and said, "Well, it wouldn't surprise me. You two have been conspiring to keep things from us for most of your lives."

Jill said, "There was no conspiracy here; Rob was just afraid to tell you any sooner. That is why I am here -- to give him moral support and to keep him from leaving before he told you."

Mrs. Keene laughed as she asked, "Jill, how is it going to affect your wild sex life with another person living in your apartment."

Jill smiled at her mother; but inwardly she was laughing as the thought that her mother wouldn't have asked that question if she had been at her apartment last night. She simply told her mother, "Mom, my sex life is not as active or wild as you might think; but sometimes a person has to sacrifice a little for their family. After all, Rob is my baby brother."

The three of them sat there talking until Rob noticed the clock. He said, "It's ten-thirty and we have to get to the motel. I have to get my stuff out of there and checkout time is eleven.  Mom, will you tell Dad about our conversation. I'm sorry that I can't stay and wait to tell him myself; but I have to go."

Mrs. Keene answered, "I tell him; but he already has pretty strong suspicions. You two behave yourselves now and thanks again for last night."

Rob quickly drove to the motel and loaded all of his belongings into the back of his vehicle and checked out of the motel. He and Jill returned to her apartment and they unloaded all of his things. They had everything arranged in the spare bedroom when Jill said, "Rob, you know you need to have this room as your domain and a place to keep all of your things; but I hope that you will be spending most of the nights in my bed with me."

Rob was a little surprised at her comment as he told her, "You mean that you want last night to keep happening."

"Sure, don't you?"

"Hell yes. I just wasn't sure that you wanted to."

"Didn't that blowjob that I gave you early this morning tell you anything?"

"At that time, I thought that it did. Then, in the shower when you smacked the end of my dick when it started getting hard, I thought that maybe you weren't interested any more."

"Rob, I did that because the sight of your hard dick was making me horny and I knew that we didn't have enough time for sex before we went to Mom and Dad's."

The two of them walked to the kitchen and Jill began fixing them lunch. They sat at the kitchen table and talked until nearly two o'clock. Finally, Jill said that she wanted to go in the bedroom to lie down for a while. As she stood up she asked, "Do you want to join me or are you going to sit and watch the boob tube all afternoon?" Rob didn't answer; he just began to follow his sister. As she was opening the bedroom door, she told him, "The next time that one of goes out, we need some more condoms. We probably only have enough for about three or four days."

A very perplexed looked crossed Rob's face and he said, "Three of four days! There are about three or four dozen."

"As I said, only three or four days."

"What, do you think that I am some kind of machine?"

"I'm hoping."

"I'll do my best; but I don't think that I can use them all that quickly."

They had both undressed and as they were getting into bed, Rob asked, "Am I correct that you are not coming in here to take a nap?"

Jill smiled at him as she replied, "No and if you go to sleep on me before I am satisfied, I will ship your ass back to that motel." Rob kissed her and played with her boobs for several minutes before starting his excursion down her body. Jill was enjoying the attention that Rob paid to nearly every inch of her body before his lips reached her pussy. His tongue parted those lips and he, again, did a marvelous job of eating her pussy. She began experiencing another series or orgasms and when Rob was satisfied that she had cum hard enough, he abandoned her pussy and began to kiss her mouth. When he had a condom rolled over his hard, throbbing, seven-inch staff, he slid it between the wet, swollen lips of her pussy.

Rob started out with slow easy strokes and gradually increased the pace. He was not as deliberate as he had been the evening before and did not last nearly as long. Jill was whimpering as he drove his cock into her quite hard and very fast. Suddenly, Rob could hold out no longer. He exploded with a profuse amount of cum. He kissed Jill and then said, "I didn't hear any screams that time. I know how to solve that problem." His head darted between her legs and he began eating her tasty pussy again. His tongue was probing the inner reaches of her pussy and then he lashed the tip of it against her clit. That brought a loud scream from Jill. Once she had started to scream, he was relentless in his attack on her pussy. Just as she had the night before, she had orgasm after orgasm. Her body went limp and Rob moved away from her pussy.

Rob was holding her in his arms giving her gentle kisses when Jill said, "You know, Rob, you eat pussy better than any man who has ever eaten me."

Rob rose up on one elbow and asked, "Does that mean that women have eaten your pussy and one or more of them are better at it than me?"

"Yeah. I have had my pussy eaten by some women."

"And they're all better than me?"

"I didn't say that. A couple of them are better than you. A woman just has a better feel for it when it comes to eating pussy. They know what makes them feel good. It almost comes naturally to them. A guy has to work at learning to eat pussy well."

"It sounds like you have had a lot of experience with women. Have you ever eaten pussy?

"You're beginning to sound jealous. Of course I have eaten pussy. You don't think that these women would eat my pussy; if I wasn't going to return the favor."

"I'm not jealous; just nosy -- and eager to learn more. What made you want to start having sex with women?"

"I started out experimenting with my girl friends when I was a freshman in high school. We would start out fingering ourselves and wondering what a hard dick would feel like in there. Then when we would find something that felt good we would guide the other girl's hand there to show her when the good spot was. Pretty soon we were fingering each other and that led to eating each other's pussy. The first guy that ate my pussy was during the spring of my senior year. I was grateful that he got me off with his mouth and all I did was give him a hand job. A week or so later, I gave him a blowjob and just before graduation, I let him pop my cherry. We fucked away the summer and then he went away to college. Then I met my ex-husband and he was really good in bed. The problem was that he wanted to show every broad in town how good he was. How did you get started having sex?"

"I started a little slower than you did. I didn't get to feel my first bare tit until late in my senior year in high school. Then, when I was a freshman in college, I got to feel my first pussy. A couple of girls that I went out with let me play stinky finger with them; but they weren't ready to fuck. One of them would give me a hand job once in a while. My sophomore year, I started to date a girl that seemed to be adamant about hanging on to her virginity; but giving me a hand job seemed to be a foregone conclusion. When I tried to pressure her into going a little farther, she said that she was willing to give me a blowjob; but only if I could make her cum with my tongue. It took me a couple of tries; but I finally made her cum. I would have done anything for that blowjob. By the end of the school year, she was willing to part with her cherry. She never would let me fuck her until I had made her cum with my mouth. We dated until the middle of my junior year. Then there were several other girls before I met Betty. You're the only one that I have had sex with since I met Betty."

"Well, I want to thank that girl who taught you to eat pussy. We probably had better get up. I am ready for a shower and then I think that I want to get something to eat."

Rob joined Jill in the shower and although they did not have sex in there, they did spend considerable time soaping and playing with each other's bodies. As they were drying off, they decided that they would just order pizza for supper that night. Neither of them really had an urge to go out that night. Jill pulled a nightgown over her head. The nightgown was basically the same type that she had worn the night before. Again, she did not wear any underwear with it. She picked up a robe to carry with her. She explained, "I have to have something to put on when the pizza guy comes. A look at my half naked body is not what I normally give as a tip to the delivery guy."

Rob went to his room to put on some clean clothes and Jill went to the living room and turned on the television. Jill was just about ready to order the pizza when she heard a knock at the door. The door to Rob's bedroom was closed and he did not hear the knock at the outer door. Jill slipped her robe on and walked to the door. She was somewhat surprised to see Brandy at the door. Brandy stepped inside and embraced Jill and gave her a kiss. About the time that Brandy had worked her tongue into Jill's mouth, Rob came out of the bedroom. Brandy's back was to the bedroom and all that Rob could see was a woman with a nice ass kissing his sister. Without even thinking, Rob said, "Now I can see why you won't give up women."

Not knowing who was behind her, Brandy said, "I'm sorry. I didn't know that you had a guy here with you. I can come back another time." Brandy turned to see Rob standing there. Rob and Brandy had met briefly a couple of times in the past. Although they recognized each other, they really did not know each other very well. Brandy continued, "Oh, it's your brother; I thought that maybe you were getting a little this afternoon."

Jill gave Brandy a peck on the cheek and said, "Just because he's my brother doesn't mean that we weren't getting a little this afternoon.

Jill's comment caused Rob's face to turn beet red; but Brandy merely smiled and said, "I thought that I was the adventurous one. You go, girl." She then squeezed one of Jill's breasts.

Jill noticed that her friend was wearing a very short, skin-tight skirt and an equally tight, low-cut top that exposed a very generous portion of her ample breasts. Jill observed, "From the way that you are dressed, can I assume that you are dressed to go out chasing cock, tonight?"

Brandy smiled as she replied, "That is what I was thinking about. I thought that I would stop by and see if you were interested." Then she lowered her voice to a whisper, "Rob doesn't look like he is just visiting for the day; were you right the other night?"

Jill just nodded and then she said, "We're just getting ready to order some pizza and then we are going to drink some beer. Do you want to stay and join us?"

Brandy told her, "Yeah. I might as well stay here. The only guys that have been hitting on me in this town in the last month have been losers. Hell, if I strike out here, at least I will have an excuse."

Jill led her to an easy chair and suggested, "Why don't you sit down; I'll grab us all a beer." Jill was returning from the kitchen with three beers when she said, "Due to Rob's current situation, he is going to be staying here for some time."

Rob interrupted, "The way you say that it sounds like she already knows what the situation is. Does everyone in town know already?"

Jill snapped, "Don't be so touchy, Rob. Brandy was with me the other night when we saw Betty in the bar with that guy and she was driving when I was looking to see if you were at one of the motels. It would be kind of hard for me to have been telling anyone since I have been with you every minute since you told me Friday night about leaving her. Relax a little bit, baby bro. Not everyone is trying to get into your business."