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Tom's Noisy Girlfriend

By: JoeDreamer



"It's a good thing your parents' room is down the hall," I said to my cousin Janet as I tried to cover my ears with a pillow. We were both blushing, not sure where to look or what to say.

"If they get much louder, my parents may hear anyway!" she replied in exasperation. We both laughed uncomfortably. Her brother Tom and his girlfriend Tina were in the next hotel room. They were doing what came natural for two eighteen year olds who recently discovered the pleasures of sex.

In some families that might not have been a big deal, but in ours it would definitely have repercussions if my aunt and uncle found out. The only reason why Tom was allowed to bring his girlfriend on the vacation at all was because his sister Janet agreed to come along. I think they invited me just for some extra insurance. I'm sure that they still thought their children were virgins. I knew better in Tom's case and was pretty sure about Janet as well.

My aunt made it very clear once the vacation was booked that the sleeping arrangements would be boys in one room and girls in the other. Of course, Tom made previous arrangements with us well before the vacation plans were finalized. 

Janet was twenty-one and entering her last year of college in the fall. I was twenty-two and starting my first post graduation job in two weeks. I was looking forward to this vacation for some rest and relaxation before facing the 'real' world.

"They can't keep this up for long," I groaned and thought to myself, 'so much for my restful vacation.'

"We can only hope," Janet sighed. I wondered if she regretted agreeing to Tom's request as much as I did.

Tom planned everything out carefully, including convincing his mother that it would be best if we had adjoining rooms. Janet and I went along when Tom asked us to cover for him and Tina, but in retrospect, it might not have been a particularly smart arrangement. 

Okay, that's not entirely fair. It probably wouldn't have been a problem if my uncle weren't so cheap. He booked our rooms in one of the older and most inexpensive hotels in order to save money. It was clean and relatively well kept, however whoever built it didn't worry about things like sound proofing the walls. The fact that Tina, a quiet and seemingly shy girl according to my aunt, didn't seem to be able to shut up during sex only made it worse.

Janet and I might even have been able to block that out, but the other aspect of her father's cheapness was that each room only had one queen size bed. He refused to spend the extra ten dollars a night per room for twin beds. I guess it was understandable in a way, but it certainly didn't help Janet and I sleep.

It was bad enough to be in the same bed with a cousin of the opposite sex at our age, but to have to listen to the sounds of sex in the next room was just too much. We lay on opposite sides of the bed facing away from each other. It didn't help.

"We might as well get up and do something. They sound like they're going to be a while," I finally suggested.

"Oh, hell!" Janet cursed as she turned on the light. "You're probably right, but we're going to be exhausted tomorrow." We heard Tina cry out loudly once again.

"You know, this hotel's walls are way too thin," Janet growled as we both climbed out of bed. The fact that she reiterated my earlier thoughts was not comforting at all. Janet was blushing and I'm sure I looked equally embarrassed.

My cousin was dressed in a very long tee shirt and I presumed a pair of shorts, but I couldn't really tell since the shirt went to her knees. I watched as she got out of bed. Her rather full breasts with noticeably large nipples caught my eye. I did my best to ignore them since she was my cousin, however I'm sure I failed miserably. Luckily, Janet was either too embarrassed to notice my wondering eyes or she graciously overlooked them.

"How about going for a swim? We can probably sneak into the pool," I suggested.

"Why not. If I stay here much longer my face is going to stay this color red forever," she agreed. I laughed and she grinned nervously.

Ten minutes later we were both relaxing in the water. It was nice to be alone and the water was surprisingly warm. Most of the lights were off, but we could still see each other. 

Janet was medium height and well built. Her one-piece bathing suit showed off her assets admirably and her dark brown eyes sparkled as we spoke. Her hair was mid length and brown. She was well tanned.

"How much longer do you think we should wait?" she asked.

"I don't know. I would guess a while yet."

"It's going to be a long week," Janet sighed. I shrugged in resigned agreement.

"I'm glad you came along. It would be much worse if I were by myself with those two," she added. I laughed.

We spent the next hour talking. We were neighbors growing up and were close in our youth, but that changed as the years passed. My parents moved my family to the next town over just after I graduated elementary school. Janet and I went to different high schools and our colleges were in two different states.

The conversation turned out to be far more enjoyable than I think either one of us expected. We were both very tired and this seemed to lower our inhibitions. I talked to Janet more openly than I'd ever spoken to anyone else. She did the same with me. We told the stories of our first loves and how they ended.

I'm not sure if we would have stopped talking that night if a young couple entering the pool area didn't interrupt us. They were obviously surprised to see us considering the pool was supposed to be closed. I saw that the guy looked disappointed as well. Janet and I looked at each other. I rolled my eyes while she sighed. The couple was just turning around to leave when I spoke.

"Hey, wait up! We were just leaving."

"You don't have to do that," the girl said.

"It's all right. My cousin and I need our rest. We only came here to wait for my brother and his girlfriend to fall asleep. We're in adjoining rooms," Janet explained.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. This place could use some sound proof walls," the guy grumbled. Janet and I burst out laughing while the girl turned a light shade of pink. 

"Have fun," I said as Janet and I turned to leave.

"Hey, do you guys like red wine? We're leaving tomorrow and I don't want to pack it anyway," the guy asked suddenly. He was holding up two bottles he took from a bag he carried. I noticed that there were at least another two other bottles in the bag. It was still nice of him to offer.

"Sure. How much?" I replied.

"Don't worry about it. Just take them with you as you go," he said pointedly. The girl hit his arm. I laughed.

"No problem, and thanks."

Tom and Tina were thankfully asleep when we got back to the room. I put the wine away and we changed back into our sleepwear. We climbed into bed and I noticed Janet looking at me. I raised one of my eyebrows, wondering what was bothering her. She saw and sighed loudly.

"I hope you don't mind," she said, and then before I could ask for clarification, she undid her bra underneath her shirt and pulled it out from her sleeve. "I can't sleep with it on."

I didn't see anything, but my imagination threatened to draw me pictures. I clamped down on it hard.

"Goodnight, Janet," I said as I turned off my light. I lay stiffly in the bed. It seemed silly that I felt as uncomfortable as I did considering the conversation we just had by the pool, but I couldn't help it

"Goodnight," she replied. We lay as far from each other as possible. It was still a while before either one of us fell asleep.

***

I woke up and the first thing I noticed was that Janet and I were spooning. It got worse as I became aware of my surroundings. I was caressing one of my cousin's breasts in my hand. Thankfully, it was through her shirt and not under it. 

My semi-hard dick was pressed against her firm ass as well. I froze, unsure of what to do. I didn't want to wake her, but Janet was my cousin and we couldn't stay in this position. It was just wrong!

I felt her nipple getting hard in my hand. I also noticed her aroma. She smelled tantalizing. I knew the right thing to do was to roll away from her and forget this ever happened, but I just couldn't get myself to do it.

I heard Janet's breath catch a few minutes later. She was obviously now awake as well. She tensed and I held my breath, waiting for the explosion. I frantically tried to come up with an excuse better than saying I was asleep, but I couldn't and I doubted Janet would buy it. 

I was surprised when she remained still instead of screaming or even moving for that matter. My cock was rock hard now. She had to feel it against her ass. Her nipple was a pebble in my hand. 

We both pretending to sleep, but it was silly because I was certain we both knew better. We lay like that for a few minutes. I was indecisive on what to do next. Janet was my cousin and the thoughts I was having about her were wrong on so many levels, but right then it didn't seem to matter. Maybe it was an overabundance of testosterone that was making it hard for me to focus, but whatever the reason, all I could think about was the fact that I was caressing a beautiful woman. Janet seemed to be breathing a little heaver.

Whatever might have happened next, if anything at all, was interrupted a moment later by a knock on the adjoining door between my cousin Tom's room and ours. I rolled away from Janet and got up without making eye contact. I threw my robe on to cover my obvious excitement and opened the door. 

Tina stood there. Her hair was messed and she was a dark shade of red. She said good morning, but refused to look me in the eye. I couldn't blame her after the racket she made the night before.

"Tom's in the shower. I thought I should come back to this room before his parents come looking for us," she said.

"Yeah, no problem," I mumbled as I let her past.

An hour later all four of us met my aunt and uncle for breakfast. They had a full day of sightseeing planned. I didn't enjoy it very much. I was just too tired. Janet looked equally exhausted. Tom and Tina of course seemed well rested.

We had a late dinner and went back to our rooms when we were done. My aunt and uncle wished us all a good night and warned us about the early morning they had planned. I groaned silently.

Tom and Tina made a beeline for their bedroom as soon as his parents left. Janet and I stopped them cold.

"Oh no you don't!" Janet snapped. "You two kept us up half the night." Tina blushed, but Tom frowned.

"Hey, you two said you would cover for us..." he began, but I interrupted him.

"And we will, but we need sleep. Why don't you two go somewhere for an hour or so? Give us a chance to pass out first."

"Yeah, the pool's open," Janet added. After some griping by Tom, Tina dragged him off. Janet and I quickly got ready for bed.

We lay next to each other in blessed silence, yet we both tossed and turned instead of falling asleep. Finally, in frustration I turned on the light and said, "This is silly."

"What's silly?" Janet asked nervously.

"Janet, we're cousins. We should be able to control our hormones and sleep in the same bed."

"Yeah, but..." she began, obviously unable to finish.

"I know, I know. This morning was close to the line," I sighed.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh come on, Janet! You and I both know we were awake this morning." Janet looked ready to argue, but she sighed loudly instead.

"We did go a little too far, didn't we?"

"Hey, it all started as an accident," I said a little defensively. After all, I was the one spooning her this morning. "It was no big deal anyway. I woke up and found my hand on your breast. I should have moved, but between the fullness of your breast, the feel of your nipple and the fact that you smelled so enticing..."

"I smelled enticing?" Janet interrupted, obviously surprised by my admission. 

"Yes! I got so turned on that I didn't want to move," I cried, not letting my embarrassment hold the truth back. I thought Janet might get mad, but instead she sighed again.

"Boy you must have been, because when I woke up it was impossible to ignore what you were doing."

"You mean my hand?" Janet shook her head.

"That was nice too, but I was talking about what was prodding my backside." 

"Now I'm embarrassed," I said, blushing. 

I barely heard Janet whisper under her breath, "You shouldn't be." I fought back a smile.

"So we admit this morning was a mistake and that we should be able to sleep in the same bed without it being a big deal?" I asked. Janet nodded.

"Goodnight."

"Sleep well," I replied. I barely closed my eyes when we heard Tom and Tina enter their room. I groaned.

"Oh, No! That was barely fifteen minutes!" Janet moaned. Tina remained reasonably quite for a while, but soon she was as loud as ever.

"We have got to get that girl a gag tomorrow," Janet said. I laughed despite my anger.

"Do you think your parents would notice if we asked the hotel to reassign rooms?"

"Maybe we should just switch rooms with them," she suggested. This time we both laughed.

"Let's go break them up," I said once we were done laughing.

"Oh hell, let them be. They're bound to finish sooner or later."

I shut the light and we both tried to fall asleep again. Tom and Tina were going at it for a while. My cock grew hard as we silently listened. Janet tossed and turned. Once when she moved, the blankets opened and I got a whiff of her. My mouth watered as I berated myself silently. 

"How about some wine?" I suggested, unable to remain still.

"Okay," Janet said as she turned on the light. I stood up and got the wine and two glasses. It was surprising good. We tried to act as if we couldn't hear Tom and Tina, but one or the other of us would make a comment that would start us both laughing when Tina became too loud. 

"Maybe its Tom and not Tina," I suggested at one point. Janet almost spewed her wine. We laughed. Eventually they finished what they were doing and fell silent.

"Finally! That's it! Let's turn off the lights and get some sleep," Janet said. Still giggling, we got back into bed.

I soon regretted the wine. Although Tom and Tina were done, I was still horny and now I was slightly buzzed. I got up and went to the bathroom. It was cold and I'd left my robe in the bedroom, so I relieved myself quickly.

I thought about taking care of my horniness after I was done, but decided against it. The bathroom's fan was silent and I was afraid Janet would be able to hear me. Besides, the damn room was just too cold!

I threw some cold water on my face, but not only didn't it help my horniness, it made me even colder. I opened the door quickly with thoughts of rushing back to bed and getting warm. However when I looked toward the bed my feet seemed to stop of their own violation and I winced. 

Janet was lying there with her hand between her legs. She was covered with the sheet, but it did little to hide what she was doing. I made ready to ignore it, but Janet didn't give me a chance. 

"Damn it, I'm only human!" she cried in embarrassment.

"Don't let me stop you. I'm having my own problems," I joked, trying to relax her. She didn't laugh.

My cousin didn't realize I was just kidding. Either that, or she just didn't care. Her hand started moving under the covers again. I was stunned, but I forced myself to ignore her and get into bed. The bedroom itself wasn't particularly cold, but I just couldn't get warm quick enough.

I crawled under the sheets and was nearly floored. Janet didn't let me see anything, but once again I was overwhelmed by the tantalizing aroma of her excitement. My dick quickly sprang to full length. I was unable to hide the tent it formed in the sheets.


I lay there wrestling with thoughts of what to do. My cousin lay next to me, obviously working on releasing her pent up emotions. I wanted to do the same, but I just couldn't.

I looked at Janet and realized she was watching me. Her eyes sparkled and I could see a need there.

"Maybe we can help each other," she said as she licked her lips.

"What are you suggesting?" I asked. I didn't know if the wine or just plain horniness that was getting to her, but whatever it was, I was seeing a side of Janet I didn't know existed.

"Look, we both need sleep and neither one of us is going to get any until we release some of this sexual tension."

"Agreed."

"So why don't we?" she asked. I sighed.

"Janet, I don't think I can take care of myself with you laying next to me. It just feels too funny."

"I understand," she said, meeting me eyes again. "That's not what I was suggesting."

"What then?" I asked, not sure what she was thinking. 

"Well, I thought we take care of each other instead of taking care of ourselves." My mouth literally fell open. I didn't know what I expected her to say, but this wasn't it.

"You're kidding!" I snapped. Janet sighed at my reaction and quickly tried to explain.

"I'm not saying we should do anything crazy." She moved her hand under the covers as she spoke and gently caressed by cock. My shorts were between her hand and my dick, but I still couldn't stop myself from I moaning.

"This is not crazy?" I gasped once I was able to speak again.

"Hey, at this point if I don't orgasm, I'm going to be up all night. I'm not suggesting we do anything other than lend each other a helping hand."

"But we're cousins!"

"Yes, and as cousins we should be able to help each other out without it being a traumatic experience. We aren't going to fuck or anything! We're only going to help the other get some needed release. Come on, we both need a good night of sleep!"

I'm not certain whether it was her words or the fact that she slipped her hands inside my shorts that convinced me, but in either case I turned on my side and moved closer. Janet did the same to me. It took a few moments to rid ourselves of our clothes.

I slipped my fingers between her legs when we finally settled down. She was hot and wet already. We lay facing each other as we tried to bring each other off. Janet's face lay only inches away from mine. I always knew Janet was beautiful, but I felt a burst of lust I'd never felt for another woman as I watched her panting.

"Oh, Yes!" she cried between clenched teeth. It was a little louder then I thought wise.

"Janet, you're going to have to keep quite! I don't think you want your brother to hear us," I whispered vehemently.

"You're right, but...mmm...I'm not certain...oh... I can control myself," she replied. Her mouth hung open invitingly.

"Here, let me help," I said and then, unable to resist, I used my free hand to gently pull her into a kiss. I thought perhaps I'd gone to far, but I needn't have worried. Janet kissed me right back and her tongue thrust between my lips. I was stunned briefly, but instead of thinking about it, I decide to just enjoy the moment. Our tongues danced. Our mouths formed an airtight bond, driving us both a little mad. I wanted Janet so badly it hurt!

I felt Janet move closer. I wasn't sure my cousin realized what she was doing. She had maneuvered my cock only inches away from her pussy. So close in fact, that it rubbed against my hand. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't help myself. I moved my hands to her ass and pulled her toward me. My cock head bumped against her clit.

"We are definitely not going to fuck!" she said looking me in the eyes, but she released my cock. Now there was nothing between us.

"Of course not! What kind of sick pervert fucks his own cousin?" I said, just before shoving the length of my cock up her soaked pussy.

"Yes!" she cried out. I smothered her mouth with my own before rolling her onto her back. All thoughts of right and wrong disappeared at that moment. Janet was my cousin, but as she wrapped her legs around me and used her hands to pull my hips toward her, it couldn't have matter less. 


Tom's Noisy Girlfriend Ch. 02



"Tom, are you sure about this?" I asked with a smile.

"Don't be a dick," he replied offhandedly, and then blushed when he remembered he was in church. Thankfully, we were both speaking softly so no one heard. My smile turned into a grin. 

Tom and Tina dated for the last six years and there was no doubt that she was the right girl for him, but that didn't stop Tom from having pre-wedding jitters. He kept glancing nervously down the aisle and waiting for his first sight of Tina in her wedding dress. I figured it was my job to distract him.

"Not too hung over I hope?" I asked. Tom looked at me and grimaced.

"You know, there was no need for you to drag me out and get me drunk the night before my wedding just because you couldn't make my bachelor party last week," he groaned.

"Drag?" I said incredulously. "I mentioned going out for a drink and the next thing I knew we were in a shaker joint and you were handing out singles left and right."

"Church, remember?" he snapped. I fell silent, but continued to grin. I did force Tom to go out the night before. I even made it my mission to get him good and drunk, but I wasn't taking credit for the shaker joint. That was all his idea.

My tuxedo fit better than I expected considering I sent in my measurements over the phone. I was lucky because I wasn't able to try it on before the wedding. I worked across the country. My boss wasn't thrilled when I told him I needed some time off, but there was no way I was missing Tom's wedding. I was his best man.

My boss convinced me to stay until the day before the wedding because of an important project. Tom understood, but I think he felt bad that I missed his bachelor party. That was why I decided to give him my own mini-bachelor party last night.

Of course, that didn't make my aunt particularly happy. Not only did I miss the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner the day before because of a delayed flight, but I also carried her drunken son in at three thirty in the morning the day of his wedding. She didn't say anything to me all morning, but she kept giving me nasty looks as she pumped coffee into Tom.

"I'll never forget the look on your mother's face," I said with a shake of my head.

"This morning?" Tom asked. I shook my head. I was thinking about something that happened six years earlier.

"No," I reply, and then grinned and added, "The time Janet and I were covering for you and Tina during that vacation. Your mother walked in on you and Tina, and started screaming."

"Don't remind me," Tom said, but he was smiling slightly.

"It took Janet and I a few minutes to realize what was happening," I said carefully, baiting the hook.

"Why?" he asked in confusion. I grinned.

"Well, we heard all kinds of screaming coming from your room that week," I said, landing my fish.

"You're going straight to hell!" Tom said as he gaped. I laughed quietly. 

"Wait until you hear my toast," I teased. Tom groaned. I'm sure he was thankful that Tina arrived a moment later. The two ushers joined us and the pianist started playing. 

It was a small wedding party, but there were a large number of guests. Tina's oldest sister's daughter Bethany was the flower girl. She was a cute little blond haired child who looked almost as nervous as Tom. She came down the aisle far too quickly. I sighed as I noticed my aunt frown. Tom's mother was a bit of a perfectionist. I thought Bethany's rush down the aisle adorable. I noticed Tom smiling as well.

Next came Tina's sister Cheryl. She wasn't Bethany's mother. That was the matron of honor, Bette. Both sisters were light haired. I already observed that most of the women in Tina's family were blond.

Janet came down the aisle next. She was just as beautiful as I remembered. She glanced at me after the she climbed the steps to the altar and smiled. I returned it. We hadn't seen much of each other in years. My mind started drifting back to the same vacation where his mother caught Tom and Tina. I'd never forget that vacation for many reasons. It seemed like a different lifetime.

'I really am going to hell!' I thought to myself as I forced my mind back to the present.

Bette, the matron of honor and Tina's oldest sister, came down the aisle and the pianist switched to the Wedding March. Tina walked in from outside on her father's arm. They traveled down the aisle and I smiled as I watched Tom stare at her. Tina was an attractive woman and she looked beautiful in her wedding dress. She was also kind hearted. Tom was a lucky man and he knew it. I saw him swallow hard once before moving forward and taking Tina from her father.

The rest of the mass went as expected. It ended with Tom and Tina kissing while everyone clapped. Afterwards, the wedding party greeted the wedding guests on the church steps as they left.

"Time to hit the Limo and have a drink!" I said once we were done.

"Amen!" Tom added. 

Of course, neither of us took into consideration the photographer. He made us go back into the church and reenact certain parts of the mass. Tom and Tina weren't particularly pleased with the concept of reenacted pictures, but the photographer insisted and Tom's mother agreed. 

He took all of the group pictures first and then dismissed everyone but the bride and groom. We all slipped out the back of the church. Tina's sisters and the ushers went directly to the limo. I pulled Janet aside.

"I heard about you and John," I said quietly as I held her arm. "Are you okay?" Janet smiled sadly and shrugged.

"I'm fine," she said. "John and I separated last month, but it's not like it was a surprise. We've haven't gotten along in quite some time." Janet married John three years earlier. I never much liked him, but I knew I wasn't particularly objective when it came to Janet.

"Do you need to talk?" I asked.

"Not really. I'm okay," she said, and then smiling added, "Besides, now is not the time." I blushed slightly. Janet was right. Her brother's wedding wasn't the place to talk about her pending divorce.

"You two want a drink?" George, Tina's only brother asked as we neared the limo. He and my cousin Hank were the two ushers. I didn't know George very well, but he seemed like a nice enough guy.

"It's a little early for drinking," Hank wined from his seat. I sighed. Hank was blood, but that didn't make him any less annoying. Tom didn't get along with him any better than I did, but his mother insisted Hank be included when an extra usher was needed.

"George, I've love a drink," I said.

"Me too!" Janet said as we entered the limo. It was a stretch so that the whole wedding party could fit in one car.

Cheryl moved over to make room for me, but I maneuvered Janet next to her and sat with George. Cheryl looked disappointed, but Janet smiled. It was no secret that Cheryl was interested in me, but I didn't like her.

Cheryl was a bit chunky, but that wasn't the reason for my dislike. She was actually attractive despite the weight. It was her personality that made her unappealing. She was pushy and classless. It amazed me that she and Tina were raised in the same house.

"George, switch seats with me," Cheryl said to her brother. I hid an internal groan.

"Cheryl, let him be," Bette, the oldest sibling said. She acted like a mother to all of her siblings and they responded in kind.

"I just want to be by a window," Cheryl wined. Bette laughed.

"George is fine where he is," she said, giving me a wink. She knew why Cheryl wanted to move, but she also knew I wasn't interested. 

Bette was around my age. She was also a bit overweight, but her personality more than made up for it. She had an earth mother quality about her and she seemed to always be laughing.

"Mommy, is there any soda?" Bethany asked Bette.

"Uncle Tom bought a bottle of grape soda, just for you!" Bette replied as she reached into the refrigerator.

"I'd like some..." Hank started to say, but I cut him off.

"Hank, have a beer and relax," I snapped. There was probably enough soda for him to have a glass, but it seemed unkind to take some considering the girl's excitement. Hank frowned at me and began to open his mouth.

"Hank, there's coke in there as well," Janet put in. "Have some of that." Hank continued to frown, but nodded in acceptance.

"George, I need a refill," I said as I finished my drink. I didn't know who was worse, Hank or Cheryl.

"Didn't you have enough to drink last night?" Hank asked obnoxiously. Okay, so he just surged into the lead.

"I invited you. You missed a good time," I said with a shrug.

"It was very childish and selfish to drag Tom out the night before his wedding," he replied.

"Yeah!" Janet put in. I looked at her in surprise, but saw her smiling as she added, "Especially since you didn't invite me!" George and Bette laughed.

"It was sort of a bachelor party," I said lamely. I arrived late last night and Janet was already home.

"That's no excuse!" she snapped, but she was still smiling. I decided it was time to take the offensive.

"You would have loved our last stop. We ended up at Torpedo's," I grinned, being careful with my words because of Bette's daughter. Everyone else in the car knew that Torpedo's was a shaker joint.

"I've never been there," Janet said, her eyes sparkling in mirth.

"You should go," I replied.

"That's rude!" Hank snapped.

"She can't go to a place like that!" Cheryl put in.

"Why not?" Bette said. "I went to a place like that with Frank when we were first married." Frank was Bette's husband. He was a good guy from what I remembered.

"You didn't!" Cheryl cried.

"It was a dare," Bette shrugged.

"How was it?" Janet asked, unable to hide her curiosity. Bette just smiled and shrugged in reply.

"Well, be sure to mention Tom's name if you decide to go to Torpedo's to see for yourself," I grinned. "He was very generous with the staff." George laughed, causing his drink to go down the wrong pipe. He started coughing.

"What's this about Tom being generous?" Tina asked as she and Tom finally joined us in the limo. She obviously heard my last comment.

"Nothing," I said carefully. Tina smiled, but wasn't really buying it. Tom was blushing furiously.

"I think it's time we get on our way to the reception," Bette said, changing the subject. Tina let the issue drop and poured Tom and herself a drink. I smiled in thanks to Bette while Janet laughed gently. George finally got control of his coughing.

"To the bride and groom," I said once everyone had a drink.

"To the bride and groom!"

**********

"I think I drank to much," Tom slurred and he leaned against the toilet bowl.

"You think?" I asked sarcastically. Tom just groaned. "Damn!"

"This could be bad, real bad," George said. He found Tom in his current position a few minutes earlier. Thankfully, he came and got me instead of making a scene. We were also lucky this was not the main men's room in the reception hall.

"Go find Janet and bring her here," I sighed. The wedding reception was pretty much over, but even the kindhearted Tina wouldn't be happy if she found Tom like this on their wedding day.

I stood Tom up and made him throw some water on his face. It didn't help and Tom got more water on his tuxedo then his face. I was cursing quietly when George returned with Janet and his sister Bette.

"You know, this is partially your fault!" Janet snapped.

"I know," I sighed. I kept Tom out the night before and I was beginning to regret it. It seemed like a good idea at the time.

"Tom is a grown man," Bette put in with a shake of her head. "This wasn't all related to last night. He was drinking pretty solidly ever since the limo ride over."

"Yes, but he was exhausted from our late night carousing. I think he was drinking to try and stay awake," I said.

"We can play the blame game later," George said. "We have to do something before Tina finds out."

"And soon," Janet added. "We're all going to be missed if we stay here much longer."

"Anybody have any ideas?" Bette asked. George and Janet shrugged.

"I've got one, but Janet isn't going to like it," I said tentatively.

"What?" Janet asked.

"Well, since Tom and Tina had a morning wedding, it's still pretty early. He'll probably be okay by tonight if we can get Tom somewhere to sleep for a couple of hours. Of course, we'll need a good excuse," I began, watching Janet carefully.

"Out with it!" Bette snapped. I sighed.

"Tina a very kindhearted woman and she really gets along with Janet," I continued tentatively.

"Absolutely not!" Janet said, understanding where I was going.

"What are you two talking about?" George asked.

"Tina might forgive Tom's disappearance if he was busy consoling his sister about her pending divorce," I finally got out. George and Bette looked at each other.

"It just might work," George said.

"Janet becomes upset because the wedding reminds her of her owned failed marriage," Bette said as she nodded.

"I won't do it!" Janet snapped.

"But Janet, it's the only excuse that has the remotest chance of working," I argued.

"Do you have any idea how difficult my mother has been about John and my separation?" she said. "She'll be calling me nonstop if we follow through with your idea!" 

"Janet, it's for Tom," I reasoned.

"No!" Janet snapped, but Bette smiled.

"What are you smiling at?" George asked his sister.

"She'll do it," Bette replied.

"Why should I?" Janet asked angrily.

"Because you're the oldest and that's what big sisters do," Bette said confidently. She and Janet exchanged a look before my cousin sighed and turning back toward me.

"You owe me big time!" She snapped. I didn't argue. I just nodded.

"Get going," Bette said. "George and I will wait a couple of minutes, then find Tina, and tell her our white lie. You two take Tom and sober him up. Make sure he's back at the hotel by no later than eleven okay!"

"He'll be there," I said.

"Yes, but will he be ready to perform his wedding night duties?" George asked with a grin.

"He'd better be!" Janet snapped, grabbing one of Tom's arms. Tom was asleep on his feet. I grabbed his other arm and we hustled him out a side door. He was asleep in one of the guest bedrooms at Tina's house less than an hour later. Her house was nice and had four bedrooms and two and a half bathrooms. I heard that she and John were talking about selling it once they divorced.

"Do you want some coffee?" Janet asked me once Tom was settled.

"Please?" I replied. She smiled at my tone.

"You sound exhausted," she said as she poured me a cup.

"I am," I replied. "I was up just as late as Tom and had my fair share of drinks."

"Why don't you take a nap as well," she offered. "I'll wake you in a couple of hours."

"Maybe in a little while," I replied. "So tell me, how have you been?" 

"Give me a minutes to get these pins out of my hair and we'll catch up," she replied.

I watched as she quickly undid what probably cost her over a hundred dollars to get done by her beautician this morning. It was nice, but I always liked her with her hair down.

Janet had already changed out of her bridesmaid dress into a pair of old comfortable looking jeans and a tee shirt. She looked at me watching her and smiled. There was something in her expression that reminded me of what happened six years earlier.

It all seemed so surreal now. Tom convincing us to let him and Tina share a bedroom. Tina's cries and our own horniness leading us to do things that two cousins should never do.

Yet, surreal or not, I still felt cheated by the fact that Janet and Tom's mother discovered Tom and Tina sleeping together in the middle of the vacation. I expected to have another three or four nights with Janet, but it all ended abruptly the night they were discovered. 

In retrospect, I was amazed my aunt didn't just end the vacation right then and there. I think my uncle's unwillingness to lose the money he paid had a lot to do with it. In either case, Janet's mother had our rooms moved and did room checks for the rest of the vacation.

I remembered being so relieved at the time because my aunt discovered Tom and Tina and not Janet and I. That would have been much worse. Yet, over time that relief was overshadowed by regret.

Janet and I never got together after that. I think we both wanted to at first, but it didn't happen because of my new job and her going away to college. Eventually the chance arose, but I think by then we were both afraid of what might happen.

"Penny for your thoughts," Janet asked as she finished with her hair. I smiled and shook my head. There was something in the way she looked at me that made me think she already knew my thoughts, but I didn't intend to talk about it now. Too much time passed.

"I was just thinking about how much I miss you and Tom," I said.

"You were the one that decided to take a job so far away," she said pointedly.

"A man has to make a living," I replied.

"Yes, but don't you get lonely?" she asked.

"Sometimes."

"Me too," Janet said as her eyes welled up, but she fought back the tears. It was an odd turn in the conversation. I guessed that it was caused by Janet and John's breakup.

"Tell me about what happened with John," I said. Janet rubbed her eyes with her fingers.

"There is nothing to tell," she insisted.

"Nonsense," I said softly as I pulled her into a hug. "You need to tell someone, so why not me?" Janet fought for me to release her, but I refused at first.

"Let me go!" she demanded. I sighed and did as she asked. Janet pulled away from me and took a moment to regain control of her emotions. I sat on the couch silently watching her. She needed to share her feelings with someone, but that didn't mean it had to be me.

"I'm sorry for snapping," she finally said.

"It's okay," I replied. Janet was looking into my eyes and I could see the pain she was holding inside. I wanted to ease it, but there was nothing I could do unless she let me in.

"The ceremony was nice," I said, changing the subject. Janet smiled and nodded.

"Father Nick does a nice sermon," she said, and then losing her smile added, "John refused to have him for our wedding. He said Father Nick was too liberal for his taste."

"Did you see aunt Celia at the reception?" I asked.

"Are you kidding? How could anyone miss Aunt Celia?" Janet asked rhetorically. "She five foot tall and weighs three hundred pounds."

"She was trying to dance to the electric slide," I laughed.

"You're kidding!" Janet squealed and then joined me in laughter. "It must have driven mother mad!"

"Let's just say, she was not happy," I grinned. Janet laughed harder.

"Do you remember her reaction when John's mother refused to let go of him after their dance?" Janet asked, her laughter turning hysterical. I stopped laughing and watched her silently. "He was always such a momma's boy!"

Suddenly, but not unexpectedly, Janet burst into tears. I once again pulled her into a hug. This time she laid her head on my shoulder and wept. I held her and patted her head gently.

I had the whole story an hour later. It was sad, but not uncommon. John was a jerk as I expected all along. He really deserved a good beating, but Janet wouldn't be happy if I tracked him down and delivered it. I still thought about it for a while before sighing and deciding to leave it alone for now.

"What time is it?" Janet asked once she calmed down.

"Just about eight o'clock," I said as I looked at my watch.

"I set the alarm in the bedroom to ten o'clock," she said. "Do you mind if we just lay here on the couch for a while."

"Why don't you go to your bed," I offered.

"No, I don't want to be alone right now. I want you to hold me," she replied. 

"Sure," I said and kicked off my shoes. We lay across the couch and spooned. I played with her hair for a few minutes. It wasn't long before she fell asleep. I stayed up for a bit longer and watched her. Eventually, I fell asleep as well.




Tom's Noisy Girlfriend Ch. 02



**********

"I feel horrible!" Tom said as he came out of the shower.

"Shut up and get dressed!" Janet snapped. "I have to get you back to your new wife in forty-five minutes or yours will kill me!" I was standing next to the couch, stretching and yawning. Tom stumbled back to the room he napped in. He didn't look great, but at least he was making sense again.

"Here," Janet said, throwing a brand new pair of jeans and a shirt at me. "Take a quick shower and put these on."

"Hey! These are nice," I said as I held up the clothes.

"I bought them for John, but he never wore them. He didn't like my taste in clothes. You and he are about the same size."

"The 'plaid king' didn't like your taste in clothes?" I asked sarcastically. Janet laughed.

"Janet! I can't wear this tuxedo! It's a mess!" Tom cried from the bedroom.

"Hurry up," she said to me before joining her brother.

"You can put on some of John's clothes, but they'll be too big for you," I heard Janet say to her brother just before I entered the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, we were out of her house and back in my car. We arrived at the hotel a couple of minutes late, but Bette and George were so happy to see Tom awake and acting normal that they didn't comment on our tardiness.

"There you are!" Tina cried. She was no longer in her wedding dress.

"I'm sorry for taking him from you on your wedding day," Janet apologized.

"Don't worry about it," Tina said kindly, and then added in real concern, "How are you?"

"Better," Janet replied, glancing at me and smiling. She did look better.

"Okay, let's leave these two love birds alone," Bette said.

"Just try and keep it down to a dull roar this time," I teased. Tina blushed while Bette and George frowned in confusion. Tom and Janet were smiling.

"I make no promises!" Tom said as he took Tina's hand and led her away.

"What's that all about?" George asked.

"Did Tina ever tell you about what happened on the vacation she took with my family soon after they first started getting serious?" Janet asked.

"No," George said, but Bette was nodding.

"Yes," she said with a grin. "As I understanding it, Tom and she were sharing a private moment when your mother caught them."

"What?" George asked in surprise, and then started laughing.

"It wasn't really private," I said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Bette asked.

"Well," Janet began. "We were in the next room while Tina and Tom having their moment."

"Tom asked us to cover for him and your sister while we were on vacation," I put in helpfully.

"Yes, but the only problem was that the hotel's walls were very thin," Janet continued.

"You mean..." Bette began, but couldn't finish.

"What?" George asked. Janet looked to me for help.

"Well, your sister Tina is a bit loud when she's really enjoying herself," I said with a shrug.

"You're kidding!" George cried, but then he started laughing again.

"I think that may be how my aunt caught them," I added.

"Little sister didn't mention that part to me," Bette said and joined her brother in laughter.

"It certainly interfered with our sleep," Janet said with smile. I looked at her and she winked. George and Bette were laughing so hard that they missed it. I rolled my eyes.

"Why don't we go down to the lobby for a drink?" I asked the others. 

"Just let me stop by my room and get Frank," Bette said in agreement.

"I'm not ready to sleep yet. I'll join you," George put in.

"I guess I'll stay so that I can give you a ride back to my parent's place when you're done," Janet sighed.

"Actually, I'm getting a room here tonight," I said. "After last night I thought it safer for me to take a room rather then stay at your mother's. She is really mad at me!" Janet laughed. Bette and George tried to keep a straight face, but they couldn't. They joined her.

"Well, I should be getting home," my cousin said once the laughter died down.

"Oh, stay!" Bette said.

"Why not?" I asked with a lopsided grin.

"Okay, but just for one drink," she finally agreed.

Bette and Frank said their goodnights two hours later when the bar closed. Janet and I volunteered to help George to his room. It was on the floor below Tom and Tina's. George was still mobile, but no longer feeling any pain. We got him to his room with no real mishaps.

"It's stuffy in here," George mumbled. "I need to open a window."

"I'll do it," Janet said. "Why don't you let my cousin help you get undressed?"

I got George out of his tuxedo and into bed. It seemed like putting drunken friends to bed was my task for the day. At least I had help with Tom earlier. George was still conscious and making it more difficult.

"I could use a little help," I said. Janet didn't reply so I looked up long enough to see that she was standing outside on the balcony. There was a sliding door, but it was closed. My cousin was intently looking up and obviously unable to hear me. I sighed and somehow wrestled Tina's brother into bed on my own.

I made my way to the sliding door afterward and pulled it open. Janet turned at the sound and met my gaze. Her eyes were sparking in a way I hadn't seen in years.

"Are you ok..." I began, but Janet put her fingers to my lips and silenced me.

"Listen," she said, once again looking up. I followed her gaze, but there was nothing to see. Suddenly, I heard it. It was a sound from the past that I never thought to hear again.

"She really does need a muzzle," I sighed as I closed the door behind me.

"They must have their sliding door open. It does provide a nice breeze," Janet said offhandedly. We both stood listening. It wasn't a constant sound. Tina's cries came and went, sometimes loud and sometimes barely audible. 

"What are the odds of this happening," I said after a few moments. I was rubbing my face with one hand. "Tom and Tina's room must be just above and to the left of this one. Tom must be feeling..." Cries of passion interrupted me. We listened until silence fell again. Janet looked at me again.

"We really should go," she said. I nodded, not trusting my voice, but instead of leaving, we both looked up again. Tina's cries returned. My cousin closed her eyes and her mouth fell open slightly. I stood there watching her. She licked her lips as her excitement grew. I groaned softly and fell back against the wall.

Janet glanced at me briefly and then returned her gaze skyward. There was barely controlled passion there. I felt it. It was mirrored by my own. 

My cousin moved closer and leaned into me. Her ass bumped my groin and I gasped softly in her ear. So many memories from such a short period of time flooded my mind. All of them were six years old and so wrong! 

I reached around Janet and wrapped my arms around her shoulders. She sighed. Unable to resist, I leaned forward and kissed her neck. Janet's breath caught, and then she moaned.

"We can't do this!" she cried through panting lips.

"Not again!" I agreed. Janet turned her head until our eyes met. Tina cried out above and our lips met. My cousin tasted just as I remembered. Her tongue played with mine, and all thought and reason left. I caressed her breasts through her tee shirt. 

I could feel Janet's hand making it's way down my thigh. I slipped one hand down from her chest. Our hands found each other at the same time and both of us gasped.

"Think we can help each other out without it being traumatic experience?" Janet asked. They were words from a lifetime ago. I smiled, but hesitated in what I was doing. Her words got my mind functioning once again.

"Janet, we're cousins..." I began, but she kissed me before I could finish the thought. Her hand was working my cock through my pants. I sighed and returned to caressing her chest with one hand and her pussy with the other.

Janet pushed me gently toward one of the two chairs around the small table on the balcony. I sat on it and she lay across my lap. My lips found hers again and both of us sighed. 

I slipped my hands under her tee shirt. Thankfully, her bra clasp was in the front. I undid it and gently tweaked her nipples. My cousin groaned into my mouth and moved around until she was straddling me on the chair. Her pelvic bone was grinding against me. I reached out and pulled her tee shirt and bra off. We were outside, but it was late. The room was high enough that no one could really see us from the ground as long as we didn't get to close to the edge.

Janet gave me a long wet kiss before she used her hands to direct my mouth to her chest. I teased her nipples as she moved her hips back and forth. I could feel the heat from her pussy against my crotch.

"Stand up," I said after a while. Janet did and I unbuttoned her pants and let them fall to the ground. I stood looking at her nude body and groaned.

"Now what?" Janet asked with a smile, placing her hand on her hips.

"This," I said lustfully as I lifted her to the small table on the balcony. I pulled her to the edge and then sat back down on the chair.

"What are..." she began, but my mouth found her pussy lips and she moaned.

"Oh yes!" she cried, pulling my face forward. "John didn't like to do this!"

"And you married him?" I teased as my tongue found her clit.

"I was a fool!" she panted. I grinned as I continued to lick her. Janet was wet when I started and quickly became soaked. I stilled loved the taste of her. I used some of the tricks an old girlfriend taught me.

"Oh my!" my cousin gasped. "You've learned a few new things in the last six years." I smiled, but continued to focus on her pussy. It wasn't long before my cousin cried out and came hard. I held her still and drank all of her cum in.

"Your turn!" Janet sighed once she was able to speak again.

"Maybe we should..." I began, but Janet refused to listen. I could hear Tina's cries in the background once again. She must have had another climax.

"Sit here," Janet said as she hopped off of the table. She was naked and smiling. Not only did all thoughts of stopping disappear, but I would have taken her right then if she didn't insist that I sit on the table. She unbuttoned my pants and slipped them and my underwear down to my ankles.

"Oh yeah!" she cried, seeing my rock hard cock once again after six years. "It's just as big as I remembered." My cousin fell on my cock and quickly sucked the head into her mouth. I groaned.

It was a long time since someone gave me some relief. Work was crazy and I hadn't had the time to meet up with one of my female friends in weeks.

Janet slowly worked my entire length down her throat. It wasn't easy for her, but she was determined. She started moving up and down once she succeeded. She was using both hand and her mouth. I was just about to cum when she squeezed my dick at the base.

"Not yet!" she said as my cock popped from her mouth. I moaned, but didn't cum. It was obvious that my cousin had learned a few things as well in the last six years. Janet let go once I regained control and then started licking my cock again. Her tongue drifted to my balls. I groaned and lay back on the table. It wasn't really comfortable, but I was oblivious.

My cousin started stroking my cock with one hand while alternately sucking my balls into her mouth. I stared into the sky and heard Tina crying out in the distance. I was tempted to add my own cries to hers. Suddenly, I felt Janet's warm tongue drift below my balls and I gasped.

"I'm going to cum!" I warned. Janet looked up at me and smiled before returning her tongue to my ass. She had one hand on my dick and the other on my balls. I fought for another few seconds before a long rope of cum sprayed from my cock head.

"Yes!" I cried. Janet continued to stroke my cock and play with my balls, but she moved her mouth to catch the next rope of cum. She continued to suck until I was done.

"Wow," I said moving off of the small table.

"You said it," Janet agreed, wiping the sides of her mouth. She looked amazing as she stood there naked.

"I want you!" I said, surprised to find my cock already getting hard again.

"Take me!" she cried, leaning over the balcony railing. Her ass was thrust out. If there was anyone below us now, they might be able to see. Janet didn't seem to care and my own mind was numb. I stroked my cock until it was hard again. I used my other hand to play with Janet's pussy and ass from behind.

"Do it now!" Janet demanded. I took a step toward her. I was only a few inches from her pussy when a noise from within the room brought me back to reality.

"George!" I groaned. Janet looked at me in bewilderment for a moment before her eyes focused.

"Oh no!" she cried reaching for her clothes. I pulled my pants up and slipped into the room. I found George half out of bed.

"What's wrong George?" I asked.

"Too stuffy," he mumbled.

"Okay, you get back in bed and I'll open the window," I replied. Janet came in as I wrestled him back into bed. She opened the screen door and left it slightly ajar. She also turned on the room fan. The noise covered Tina cries from outside reasonably well. 

Janet and I left in silence once George was asleep again. Neither one of us knew what to say. I felt both wonderful and terrible at the same time. I couldn't believe what had happened and I desperately wanted to finish, but it was so wrong and I had promised myself it would never happen again.

Janet refused to look at me as we walked toward the elevator, but I couldn't stop watching her. Her face shifted from emotion to emotion.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"I don't honestly know," she replied, and suddenly I realized how poorly timed this situation was. Janet just left her husband a month ago. It was only a couple of hours since she was crying about it on my shoulder, and here I was adding more craziness to her life. That was bad enough! Add to the fact that I was her cousin and I starter feeling like real heel. 

"I'm so sorry," I said earnestly. Janet finally looked at me.

"Why?" she asked.

"Well, because you didn't need this with everything else going on in your life," I replied.

"I'm not so..." Janet began, but the door to the elevator opened and Janet fell silent. We were both surprised to see our cousin Hank and Tina's sister Cheryl in the elevator. They were kissing as Hank groped her chest. Cheryl didn't seem to mind. She had her hands full as well.

"Um, excuse us," Janet said. Hank and Cheryl were startled. They broke apart quickly. Hank blushed, but Cheryl seemed annoyed.

"Why don't you two take it in a room?" I asked with a grin. Hank looked at me sheepishly.

"We'll do just that!" Cheryl said, pushing Hank down the hall. I'm not sure whose room they entered, but Cheryl seemed to throw Hank through the doorway.

"Poor Hank," I said.

"Poor Cheryl," Janet replied. We looked at each other and laughed as we got on the elevator. I reached for the lobby button, but Janet grabbed my hand.

"I want to go to your room and talk before I leave," she said.

"Okay," I replied, punching the button to my floor. We entered my room and I offered Janet a drink. She took me up on my offer and I poured us both a double.

"Janet, as I was saying, I'm sorry about..." I started, but my cousin cut me off.

"It wasn't your fault," she said. "I was the one who first heard Tina's cries. I could have gone back inside. Instead, I stood there listening and remembering."

"We were young and horny," I said, trying to rationalize. Janet snorted.

"And what was our excuse on the balcony a few minutes ago?" she asked.

"I'm not sure," I replied. Janet sat on the chair next to the small table in the room. I sat on the bed.

"What happened six years ago was wrong in so many ways," she said. We'd never talked about it since that day, but it looked like Janet wanted to now.

"I know," I replied with a sigh.

"But wrong or right, it was still the best sex I ever had in my life," she added. "I felt so alive!" I stood stunned. I knew I always felt that way, but finding out that it was the same for Janet was a shock.

"Say something!" my cousin said nervously. She had opened up to me and was obviously afraid of what my reaction would be. 

"I always felt cheated because it ended so abruptly," I admitted. Janet let out a long breath.

"Thank God mother walked in on Tom and Tina and not us!" she said seriously, but then laughed.

"Amen!" I replied, joining her.

"So what do we do now?" I asked once we stopped laughing.

"What do you want to do?" she asked in reply.

"I'm not sure," I said.

"Really?" Janet asked, her head cocked to one side and eyes sparkling.

"Oh, I know what I want to do, but we both know it would be a huge mistake," I finally admitted. Janet nodded.

"You're right," she sighed. "But..."

"Janet, we can't follow up on before. We both have had too much to drink and you just separated from your husband. We're in no shape to accept the repercussions of our actions tonight," I interjected.

"I understand," she said as she stood to leave, but there was something about the way she said it that made me doubt her. I grabbed her hand and pulled her down to the bed next to me. Her eyes grew big as I leaned over and kissed her passionately. My cousin closed her eyes and returned my kiss without hesitation.

I don't know how long the kiss lasted, but I do know that when we broke apart I did one of the hardest things I'd ever done in my life. I rolled away from Janet and stood up.

"What was that for?" she asked as she sat up. "I thought you were just trying to be kind in telling me you weren't interested, but that kiss was amazing."

"Janet, you have no idea just how badly I want you," I began, rubbing a hand through my hair. "I've dreamed of a chance like this to come up again for years."

"Me too," my cousin sighed.

"So what do we do?" I asked. It took all my strength not to fall back on the bed and kiss her again.

"I don't know," she replied as she stood and started pacing. "I know I want you more than anything, but I also know what we did six years ago was a mistake."

"Yes," I said in agreement.

"No, you don't understand," Janet replied. "I'm not talking about just the incest part." I frowned as she paused.

"What?" I prompted. Janet had her arms crossed in front of her and was obviously trying to come up with the right words.

"Do you have any idea how difficult it is for me to live with the fear that no other man will ever make me feel the way that you did?" she finally asked, and then added quickly, "And don't you dare say 'but we're cousin'! Don't you think I know that?" I stood in stunned silence.

"I married John because I thought he would be a good companion and father to my kids," she said slowly. "I knew I wasn't in love with him, but I thought I could live with that. I even thought I could live with a mediocre sex life."

"But you couldn't," I sighed. Janet shrugged.

"I don't really know. John turned out to be such a bastard that it became moot." We fell silent once again. 

"At least you didn't have any kids to complicate the divorce," I said. She nodded, but didn't look any happier. I sighed and added, "Janet, it hasn't been easy for me either. I even came close to having my version of John."

"What happened?" she asked.

"I could say that I decided that it wouldn't be fair to the other woman," I said, yet that wasn't the whole truth. "But, the reality was that I just couldn't get myself to settle."

"Good for you," Janet said, meaning it.

"But I've been so lonely," I sighed. Janet smiled sadly.

"There are many kinds of loneliness," my cousin said. "I was just as lonely with John as you were by yourself." Silence fell for the third time. Neither of us knew what else to say as we sat silently for a few minutes.

"I still believe that there is someone out there," I finally said. "Someone for both of us."




Tom's Noisy Girlfriend Ch. 02



"Really?" she asked. I smiled and nodded.

"Yes," I said confidently. "We just haven't found them yet."

"Well, I wish whoever he is comes along soon. I'm not getting any younger!" my cousin snapped, but she was smiling.

"Janet, you're only twenty seven," I grinned.

"I want a big family," she replied. I rolled my eyes.

"Let's see how you feel after you go through labor the first time," I teased. We both laughed.

"I think it's good that we had this conversation," Janet said once the laughter stopped.

"Me too," I said in agreement. "Of course, we could be in the throws of the best orgasms we've had in years if we had simply shut up and followed our base instincts."

"Don't remind me!" she laughed as she stood. " But you were right to stop us. It would be a big mistake for us to try and live in the past. Six years ago was a one time perversion." I nodded in agreement, but I was fighting myself on the inside.

"Well, maybe one and a half time perversion," I said, remembering what just happened on the balcony. Janet rolled her eyes.

"I'd better go. Thanks for a shoulder to cry on earlier," she finished. I walked her to the door. My cousin gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and walked out. I stood by the door for quite some time.

"I'm going to feel better about this in the morning," I said, trying to convince myself as I made my way back to the min-bar. I poured myself another double and walked out onto my own balcony. It was a quite night. I was nowhere near Tom and Tina's room. I was both thankful and disappointed.

**********

I stumbled to the door and threw it open. Tom stood there smiling. He spent the last few moments pounding on my room door.

"What?" I grumbled, rubbing my eyes.

"Tina and I aren't leaving for our honeymoon until tomorrow and we want to take the wedding party out for lunch," he said. I groaned and he laughed. "Bette told me the rest of you went out for more drinks last night."

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Almost noon," he replied.

"Go without me," I said, trying to shut the door. Tom caught it and pushed past me.

"Nonsense," he said and put on the television. "Go take a shower. It'll make you feel better."

"Tom, you owe me for last night," I said. "Please let me sleep!"

"Actually, from what I hear, it was Janet who 'took the bullet' for me," he grinned, but then added. "Thanks for your small part. Now go take a shower."

Tom stayed only long enough to make sure I was moving. I was in the lobby feeling only marginally better twenty minutes later. George came from the bar area carrying a couple of drinks. He handed me one. I didn't even ask what it was. 

"Thanks," I said and downed half of it. It was strong, but that was okay. I needed strong this morning. I stayed up for quite a while after Janet left. It was just my mini-bar and me.

"Hello!" Tina said. She sounded far too cheerful as she and my cousin Tom came out of the elevator. George and I grumbled our greetings. Tina laughed.

"If you've decide to forgive Terri you can call her and invite her to lunch," she said to her brother.

"Not likely," George replied.

"Terri?" I asked with a frown. George didn't bring a date to the wedding. This would probably explain why.

"George's girlfriend," Tina said.

"She had other plans yesterday that she just couldn't get out of," Tom put in, sounding a bit sarcastic. "It was her grandmother's birthday."

"It's not like she doesn't have one of them every year," George grumbled.

"It was her one hundredth birthday," Tina said in defense. I kept my mouth shut. It looked like a sore subject with George and it wasn't really any of my business.

"Good morning," Bette said as she and her husband Frank walked up. I hadn't seen them come out of the elevator.

"Hank won't be coming. He didn't answer when I knocked on the door," Tom said before asking Tina, "What about Cheryl?"

"She said she was too sick to come with us. Cheryl normally isn't a big drinker, but she must have really gone overboard last night," Tina replied.

"That seems to be a problem of a number of the people at your wedding last night," Bette said innocently.

"Don't remind me," I groaned, covering for Tom. George and Frank smiled.

"Yeah, well Cheryl must be real bad. She wouldn't even let me in the room," Tina said in concern. I frowned as a memory fought through my alcohol-fogged mind. I finally remembered and laughed, causing everyone to turn toward me.

"What's so funny?" Tom asked.

"Cheryl looked okay when I saw her making her way to her room late last night," I said, and then I grinned and added, "Of course, I could be wrong. She and Hank could have been propping each other up."

"Hank and Cheryl?" Tom asked with a raised eyebrow. I nodded once.

"You mean..." George began, but Bette interrupted.

"Makes sense," she sighed. "The scary part is those two might actually make a good couple."

"Should we go get them?" Frank asked.

"No, let them be," Tom smiled.

"What about Janet?" Bette asked as we made our way toward the door.

"I called her house and left her a message to meet us," Tom said.

"Give me your cell phone," Tina suddenly said to Tom. My cousin handed it over. His expression was curious, but he didn't question her. Tina dialed the phone and waited.

"Room 732 please," she said.

"You wouldn't," Bette said, but she was grinning. Tina held up her hand to forestall further comments.

"Cheryl?" Tina said, verifying who was on the other end of the conversation. "I just wanted you to know that we'd be at The Benson Eatery when you and Hank are done. Give me a call on Tom's cell phone if you can't get out of bed until tonight. I'm sure Hank has the number."

"That was mean," George said with a grin as Tina shut the phone.

"Serves her right," Bette put in. "There was no need to lie."

"Can we go now?" I asked. "I could really use some food." Tom slapped me on my back and everyone else laughed as I groaned.

Lunch must have been good considering how much everyone commented, but I was oblivious to the quality of my meal. I was too busy shoveling it down to notice. Neither Janet, Hank nor Cheryl met us there.

"Where to now?" Frank asked as we all piled into his SUV. He was driving.

"The hotel and my bed," I said quickly.

"I don't think so," Tom smiled.

"Why don't we go to Janet's and see what is holding her up?" Tina asked.

"Sounds good to me," Tom replied. No one disagreed.

I was hoping to find Janet looking as bad as I did, but she looked fine. Actually, she looked much better then fine.

"You missed lunch," Tom said without preamble.

"I ate in," Janet replied.

"Good night," I said and made my way toward one of the bedrooms. Everyone laughed. Tom took a step toward me, but Tina stopped him.

"Let him be," she said. "He really needs the sleep." Those were the last words I heard for nearly six hours. I awoke after a little over five feeling much better. There was no one else in Janet's house.

'They must have gone out for dinner,' I thought as I jumped into the shower. It felt amazing. I borrowed another of John's shirts hoping Janet wouldn't mind. I really had to get to my aunt and get my luggage. 

I was just finishing the last of bite of some left over macaroni when Janet, Tom and Tina returned.

"I see you've made yourself at home," Tom joked.

"I hope you don't mind," I said to Janet, ignoring Tom.

"Don't be silly," she replied. 

'God, she looks good!' I said to myself. I tried to rationalize my attraction to my cousin. There could be no doubt that I was horny. I knew that part of it had to do with the fact that work was so crazy that it interfered with my love life, but that wasn't the whole truth.

"Are you okay?" Tom asked, placing his hand on my arm. It startled me.

"What?" I said, dragging my eyes away from Janet.

"You were zoning," he replied.

"Sorry," I said. Tom shrugged. Janet looked at me and smirked. I stuck my tongue at her once Tom and Tina weren't looking.

"So, what's up?" I asked, trying to stay focused.

"We're meeting everyone at a bar," Tina said.

"Tom insisted we come back and pick you up," Janet added.

"Okay, I'll go, but only if you allow me to be a designated driver," I said, holding out my hand for the keys. "I don't think I'll be drinking again for a while." They laughed as Tom handed me his keys.

The bar wasn't that crowded and our party was big enough to take up a section of it all by ourselves. Cheryl and Hank showed up eventually. George picked up his girlfriend Terri and joined us later. She was a tall woman with dark hair and a contagious laugh. George obviously decided to forgive her. It helped that Tina kept taking her side of the argument.

I had a good time despite staying sober. The place had a diverse crowd. Thankfully, it wasn't all teenagers. There was a small dance floor. Tina and Tom danced frequently. Bette and Frank joined them every so often. So did George and Terri. I even saw Cheryl and Hank on the floor a couple of times. I asked Janet once, but she turned me down. I think she was trying to keep her distance from me. I couldn't blame her.

I looked around the room and noticed a brunette at one end of the bar. She was talking to a large blond haired guy. There was something about her that caught my eye, but I shrugged to myself. Tonight wasn't the kind of night to go picking up women. Not even beautiful brunettes with gorgeous eyes.

There was a brief break in the music and everyone came back to our corner. Tom and Tina were laughing. It made me smile. Marriage suited them well. A small part of me felt jealous, but I fought it down. Janet met my gaze and smiled sadly. We were obviously having similar thoughts.

"I think we need another round of drinks," I said to the waitress when she neared.

"Make mine a double," Tom laughed.

"I'd like a soda this time," Janet added. The waitress nodded and quickly reviewed what everyone else was drinking. She then made her way to the bar.

"Why did you stop drinking? I'm the designated driver," I asked Janet.

"There are two cars," she smiled, but Frank shook his head.

"I'm driving my own," he said. Bette rolled her eyes.

"He won't let anyone drive Sheila," she sighed.

"Sheila?" Hank asked in confusion.

"His new SUV. He named it Sheila," Cheryl said, sounding a little embarrassed by the fact.

"Her, I named her," Frank insisted. We laughed and chatted until the round of drinks came. Janet and I sipped our sodas while the rest enjoyed their drinks.

"What time is your flight tomorrow?" I asked Tom to make conversation.

"After lunch," he replied.

"Four twenty three," Tina put in, correcting him.

"And so it begins," Frank laughed.

"What?" Tina asked, but Bette's husband just shrugged and remained silent.

"He's just commenting on the fact that in general, husbands need the help of their wives to remember even the simplest details," Bette put in as she hit Frank on the arm.

"So Frank," I said, changing the subject. "Why don't you tell us about the time you took Bette to a shaker joint?" Frank was startled while Bette blushed.

"You told them about that?" he asked his wife. It was Bette's turn to shrug.

"She really couldn't go into details," Janet smiled. "Not with Bethany in the limo." Frank's brother picked up Bette and Frank's daughter after the reception.

"Well, how was it?" George asked when neither Bette nor Frank responded quickly enough.

"Well, it was pretty mellow until Bette decided to climb on the stage and show the ladies how it was really done," Frank said. Cheryl's jaw hit the ground and Hank looked like a fish with his mouth hung open. Most of the rest of us vacillated to a lesser extent between disbelief and surprise. Janet was the only exception.

"There is absolutely no way you're telling the truth," she said confidently.

"Thank you!" Bette cried in relief, and then laughing added, "You should see all of your faces!"

"So you didn't climb on the stage?" George asked, sounding disappointed.

"Are you crazy?" Bette snorted. "It took Frank every ounce of persuasion he had to get me to sit by the bar." We all laughed.

"You would have shown them all up," Frank insisted. Bette shook her head and smiled.

"You just keep believing that," she said, patting his hand.

"Did you give any of the women a dollar?" Terri asked. We all fell silent and looked at her.

"Hey! I was just curious," she said defensively.

"Did you?" Cheryl asked, turning back to her oldest sister.

"One," Bette admitted.

"Wow!" Tina said. A couple of the others nodded in agreement.

"What did she look like?" George asked.

"Every man's wet dream," Bette replied. She was obviously remembering from her expression.

"She was hot, but you are hotter," Frank put in.

"You really are looking for something special tonight," Bette laughed, but then she added, "I love you." They smiled at each other.

"So, I never knew you were into woman," Janet teased. Cheryl gasped again, but the rest of us ignored her and laughed.

"I'm not," Bette said. "But if I were, this girl would have driven me mad."

"She was pretty amazing," Frank admitted reluctantly.

"So, what else happened?" George asked. He was obviously pretty turned on by the story.

"Nothing," Bette replied.

"Nothing?" George asked.

"Well, nothing until we got home," Frank put in with a grin. "It was a pretty wild night."

"Hey!" Bette snapped, but she didn't deny it.

"I'm up for that!" George laughed. "Why don't we go to a shaker joint?" Terri shook her head, but was smiling.

"I'm up for it," Frank said, causing Bette to laugh.

"You've been trying to get me back to a shaker joint for years!"

"I wouldn't mind seeing a place like that," Cheryl said, surprising us all.

"Let's talk about it later," Tom said, and then turned to his wife and asked, "How about a dance?" Tina agreed and soon the rest of the couples followed. Janet and I stared at each other for a moment and burst out laughing.

"I'm not going with them if they decide to go later," she said.

"Me neither," I agreed. "I'm horny enough already." Janet looked at me in surprise, but then laughed again.

"Thank God we both stopped drinking," she said.

"Why?" I asked without thinking, but Janet didn't bother to answer. We looked at each other and shook our head.

"Why don't we dance?" Janet said. I smiled and nodded in agreement.

We danced to a few fast songs and had a good time. We were making some unkind comments to each other and laughing while looking at Cheryl and Hank when a slow song came on. We fell silent. I thought Janet was going to leave the dance floor, but instead she leaned into me and we started dancing.

"You smell good," I said after a few moments, and then blushed.

"Thanks," she smiled as she looked up into my eyes. I looked away, but the damage was already done. My dick started to harden and there was no way Janet could miss that.

"You seem to have a problem developing," Janet teased.

"It seems that not all of me agrees with our decision not to relive old mistakes," I replied, trying to keep it light. Our eyes locked together.

"I think we should sit the rest of this one out," Janet sighed. I nodded in agreement, but didn't let go. She pressed her leg against my cock one last time before pulling away.

"That was mean!" I snapped. Janet smiled and nodded before she turned and went back to our table. I followed her as I fought to regain some semblance of control.

"Sorry about that," I said when we were both sitting once again.

"It was both our faults," Janet replied, and then grinning added, "Well, Bette and Frank's little story didn't help." We were laughing when Tom and Tina came over.

"It's getting late," Tom said and I nodded. "Frank is going to take everyone else back to the hotel. Tina and I will ride with you."

"Are they going to go to the shaker joint?" Janet asked. Tom shrugged.

"There is a good chance," Tina said. "I think Frank and Bette are up for it. Hank will do anything Cheryl wants and she brought it up a couple of times while we were dancing."

"George is almost as bad as Cheryl," Tom added. "But I'm not sure about Terri."

"She'll go," Tina said confidently, and then turned toward Janet and I. "What about you two? Do you guys want to go?"

"Not today," Janet said.

"It would be too much of a tease. After all, neither of us have anyone to be with afterward," I smiled.

"Well, you always have each other," Tom said.

"Tom! That's sick!" Tina snapped and hit her new husband. I looked quickly at Janet, but she shook her head once. Tom didn't know anything. He was just making what he thought was a sick joke.

"Why don't we head to Janet's house and drop her off?" I asked. Everyone nodded. We said our goodbyes. I noticed the brunette I looked at earlier watching me as I said goodbye to George and Terri. I was tempted to go over to her, but she was dancing with the large blond haired guy and I was on my way out.

"They make an attractive couple, don't they?" Janet asked, following my gaze.

"Yes, they do," I replied as we made our way to the door.

"We really are both very horny," she added lowly. I nodded and laughed.

We were soon on our way. The ride took a while but the conversation was pleasant. We talked about the wedding and the honeymoon plans. 

"We're here," I finally said as we arrived in front of Janet's house.

"Park the car," Tom said. "I have to use the bathroom." I shrugged and pulled into a spot. Janet, Tina, Tom and I exited the car and made our way to Janet's place. 

Tom went to the bathroom while Tina and I flopped down on a couch. Janet went into the kitchen. I heard her turn on the microwave.

"I hope you're making enough for all of us," I called.

"I am hungry," Tina said and I smiled.

"I'm heating up leftovers," Janet called back. "There is plenty for everyone. Mother made me take a tray of Chicken Marsala from the rehearsal dinner." I saw the big tray earlier when I raided Janet's refrigerator, but opted for the pasta instead. The chicken sounded great now.

"That sounds good," Tom said as he joined us. "I didn't get a chance to have any during the dinner, but everyone said it was very tasty."

"As I recall, you were too busy drinking to eat much," Tina joked.

"Yes, dear," Tom replied, causing us all to laugh.

The tray was large and full. Tom was right. The chicken was very good. The four of us finished eating about an hour later. There was some left over, but not much.

"It's getting late," Tina said. "We should really leave."

"I can't move a muscle," Tom sighed. He was sitting back from the table.

"Amen," I joked.

"Why don't you guys stay here," Janet offered. "I have plenty of room."

"It sounds tempting," Tom said, but he was looking at Tina to see her reaction.

"I'll even let you stay in the master bedroom," Janet said to Tina. She then smiled and added, "I just changed the sheets and there's a Jacuzzi."

"A Jacuzzi?" Tina said, sounding interested. Janet nodded.

"Sounds good to me," Tom said. Tina hesitated before nodding in agreement.

"I'd better be going," I said as I stood.

"Hey! You can't go anywhere," Tom interjected. "You're our ride tomorrow."

"I'll be back in the morning," I laughed.

"That's silly," Janet put in. "There are plenty of bedrooms in this place. You might as well sleep here as well." I hesitated, not sure what to do. I wanted desperately to stay, but I didn't trust myself. I looked up and met Janet's gaze. I couldn't tell if she had an ulterior motive for getting me to stay. I didn't know whether I wanted her to or not.

"Okay," I said. "I really don't feel like driving again tonight anyway."

"Great! You can make breakfast in the morning," Janet grinned. Tom and I laughed, but Tina frowned.




Tom's Noisy Girlfriend Ch. 02



"She loves omelets," Tom said to his wife. "He's very good at making them."

"I haven't had a decent one in years," Janet said, exaggerating her sigh.

"I like them too," Tina said with a smile.

"Omelets for everyone!" I cried.

"Not me," Tom interjected, "I'd like your French toast instead."

"What do I look like? A short order cook?" I joked. Tom opened his mouth, but I cut him off before he could say anything. "Don't say it!" We all laughed.

We chatted for a few more minutes before Tom and Tina excused themselves to go to bed. They looked tired. I helped Janet clean up.

"I wonder if the others really went to the shaker joint," Janet said.

"I don't know if Hank has ever been to one before," I joked. Janet smiled.

"I can just see him there with his mouth hanging open while little Cheryl stuffs dollars into the girls' garter belts," Janet added. We exchanged looks and started giggling.

"I think we're both getting giddy. We could probably use a good night sleep," I sighed once we were able to control ourselves.

"You're right," Janet said, drying her hands and putting the tray of chicken back in the refrigerator. "The rest of this can wait until the morning. Take the bedroom on the right."

"Good night," I said as I made my way to the room.

"Night," she waved as she went to one of the other bedrooms. 

My head hit the pillow and I was half asleep before it started. I sighed to myself and thought, 'I guess Tina and Tom couldn't pass up the Jacuzzi.' I fought to stay in bed for a while, but Tina's cries were too loud to allow me to fall asleep. I got up, put on my pants and went out to the living room. Janet was already there in a nightshirt.

"At least they're married this time," she joked. Neither of us laughed.

"I should have went back to the hotel," I sighed.

"And leave me alone with these two?" Janet frowned. "I don't think so." We fell silent and looked anyplace but at each other. That didn't stop me from noticing her.

"Got any good movies?" I asked. Janet nodded and went to a cabinet next to the television. She opened it and waved me over.

"Take a look and pick whatever you want to see."

The number of movies available surprised me. I spent a few minutes looking through them all.

"What type of movie are you in the mood for?" I asked.

"Nothing too deep," my cousin replied with a sigh. "I'm too tired to think all that clearly. You'd better skip anything romantic as well. Why don't you try an action film or comedy?"

"Sounds good," I replied, pulling out a couple of films. "Choose one from these." Janet looked at them and quickly picked one. I put in the player and sat on the couch. Janet sat on the recliner. We watched for a few minutes. The volume was pretty high, but it didn't completely drown out Tina's cries. I was doing my best to focus on the movie, but it was a lost cause. Janet looked like she was having similar problems.

Her nipples were hard and easily visible through her nightshirt. My own stiffness was making it uncomfortable to sit. Finally, I couldn't take anymore and I stood.

"Janet, I have to go," I said quickly and went into the bedroom to get the rest of my clothes. I didn't give an explanation. It wasn't needed.

I was just tying my shoes when Janet came into the room. Her eyes were sparkling as she walked up to me.

"We can't!" I said, but she just smiled. She was close enough now that I could smell her excitement. "We talked about this yesterday!"

"Yesterday we were both pretty drunk," she replied.

"That doesn't make what we said less true!" I argued. Janet pulled off her nightshirt and stood in front of me naked again. I moaned.

"I'm not drunk tonight and I've had all day to regret not following up last night," she said. "You can't tell me you don't feel the same way." She was correct. I couldn't.

"We're not kids anymore and the repercussions..." I began, but Janet cut me off.

"I don't care," she said simply.

"But John and your separation..." I said, but again she cut me off and finished my sentence.

"...Has nothing to do with this."

"Janet, this would be so wrong! We're cousins!" I cried. She shook her head and laughed gently.

"I was waiting for you to get to that," she said. Janet was only a couple of feet from me. Her nude body tempted me at eye level so I quickly stood. It didn't help. She was still too tantalizing for me to ignore. My cousin stepped close and kissed me. Her tongue gently slipped into my mouth and I groaned again. I felt physical pain when she pulled away.

"Tell me you want me to stop and I'll leave right now," she said. I stood there and stared at my naked cousin as I realized that she was seducing me. She was in complete control and knew it. Of course, I could chase her out right now and end this craziness. 

Or, I could stop trying to do the right thing and give in to both of our desires. It would be a mistake. I knew that. We weren't kids anymore. The repercussions could be bad, very bad. Janet was watching me as these thoughts passed through my mind.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked, feeling myself giving in. "Even considering all of the issues we'll have to face in the morning?"

"Yes," she smiled.

"Well, in that case," I said as I picked her up and smashed her body against mine. "I'm going to make this a night neither one of us will ever forget!" I kissed my cousin hard and she moaned. 

I felt her hand on my cock through my pants. I dropped her to the bed and started taking off my clothes. She grinned and watched. I noticed Janet gently playing with herself when I was done.

"That is so hot!" I sighed, and then added, "Don't stop."

"Join me!" Janet demanded. I smiled and slowly started stroking my cock, causing her to cry out, "Oh yeah!"

It wasn't long before Janet had two fingers of one hand working in and out of her pussy. The fingers of her other hand were playing with her clit. Her arms were pushing her ample breasts together as she started panting heavily.

"I'm not going to last much longer!" she cried.

"Me neither!" I replied, and then asked, "Can I cum on your tits?"

"Please!" Janet begged. I smiled and moved closer to her. I moved onto my knees and pointed my cock at her breasts. I started stroking as fast as I could.

"Do it!" Janet cried, shoving the two fingers at her pussy deep. Her other hand was a blur as she worked her clit. 

"I'm cumming!" I cried. I literally felt my balls jump as I sprayed my cum all over her tits and stomach.

"Yes!" my cousin yelled as she joined me. I could hear the squelching of her fingers at her pussy. I don't know how long our orgasms lasted, but we both lay panting next to each other when we were done.

"We could stop now," Janet offered. I wasn't sure if she was serious or just teasing me. It didn't matter. I pulled her on top of me and kissed her soundly. She was cum covered, but I didn't care.

"Absolutely not," I said once we broke apart. "I gave you every chance I could not to let this happen. You didn't take me up on any of them and it's too late now."

"Thank God!" she laughed.

"Slut!" I teased. She stopped laughing.

"I will be for you tonight," she said. There was a fire in her eyes that made my cock jump.

"Show me," I demanded. Janet reached down between us and took some of my cum from her chest with two fingers. She sucked those fingers into her mouth and licked them clean.

"Let me taste you," I growled when she was done. My cousin smiled and used her other hand to reach down to her pussy. They came back up wet and sticky. I sucked them into my mouth and nibbled on them.

"Don't bite!" Janet laughed.

"I cant help it!" I cried. "You taste so good! Give me more!" Janet sat up, rolled over and straddled my head with her thighs instead of reaching down again. I looked up for a moment and saw her using her fingers to clean up the rest of my cum from her tits. After that, I couldn't see much because my face was buried in her pussy.

I used my hands to hold on to Janet's thighs, but it wasn't long before she was having problems sitting still despite my grip. I knew she was close to cumming again when she started making sharp little hip thrusts. I concentrated on her clit and she grabbed my head with both hands and pulled me toward her. My cousin started cumming and it felt like she was trying to drown me. I loved it!

"Was that enough cum for you?" Janet asked and she fell off of me.

"For the moment," I replied. I wasn't joking and Janet knew it. She smiled as she reached for my cock and started playing with it.

"Hear that?" she asked. I listened.

"I don't hear anything."

"I guess that means Tom and Tina are done," she said.

"So?" I asked. Janet grinned.

"I guess we don't need Tina's cries anymore," she said. I rolled on top of my cousin and slipped the head of my cock into her. She gasped.

"I guess not," I replied as I sunk another few inches in.

"Give me the rest!" Janet demanded. I slowly pushed the rest of my cock into her.

"My God! I forgot how full you make me feel!" she cried. I slowly started working my dick in and out of her. Janet wrapped her legs around my waste and used her hands on my head to pull my lips to hers. We kissed and fucked for quite some time.

"I want to feel you cum inside of me," she panted sometime later.

"You will," I laughed.

"Now!" she demanded.

"Soon," I replied and started seriously fucking her for the first time in six years. My cousin met each of my thrusts just like I remembered her doing all that time ago.

"I'm cumming!" she cried. I grunted and pushed into her one last time.

"Me too!"

"Yes!" she cried. "Fill me with your cum!" I did my best to do just that. I lay on top of her for a few minutes after we were done. We kissed slow and gentle.

"That was amazing," I sighed when I finally rolled off of her.

"Better then I remembered," she replied, and then added, "I didn't think that was possible."

"We're not done yet," I said. Janet smiled.

"What's left?" she asked.

"Oh, there's a couple of things I could think of, but right now I want your ass," I replied. Janet looked at me nervously.

"I didn't walk straight for days after the last time," she said.

"So?" I said.

"No one else has ever fucked me there again," Janet continued.

"And?" I prompted. My cousin bit her bottom lip.

"I don't know," she said.

"Janet, there is no way I'm passing up on this chance again," I said confidently. I rolled her onto her stomach and started rubbing her ass. Janet was tense for a few minutes, but slowly she relaxed. I leaned down and kissed her as I continued to message her ass and thighs.

"That feels so good," she sighed. I didn't reply. I just kissed her again. This continued until I could once again smell Janet's excitement. I then moved behind her. Janet tensed again, but I didn't stop massaging her ass and she soon was once more relaxed.

"I'm going to taste you again," I said, leaning over and slipping my tongue into her pussy from behind. Janet quickly moved onto her knees to give me better access. I let my tongue drift to her clit every once in a while. Each time my cousin reacted as if she was shocked by a jolt of electricity. 

I started licking her from one end of her pussy to the other. Janet groaned with each stoke. She cried out when my tongue finally found her asshole.

"You are such a pervert!" she cried. I drove my tongue deep into her ass in reply. My cousin gasped.

"Play with your clit!" I demanded as I continued to focus on her ass. She shifted until she was able to do what I said. I buried my face in her ass and got lost for quite a while.

"I'm close to cumming! Fuck my ass now!" Janet demanded. I stopped licking her and shoved my cock into her pussy. My cousin gasped as I started fucking her.

"Stop! I can't hold off much longer! Fuck my ass!" Janet cried. I smiled and started slamming into her pussy from behind.

"Later!" I snapped. "Cum for me now!" Janet groaned and did just that. Her body jerked underneath me. I continued to stroke in and out of her until she stopped spasming.

"You didn't cum," Janet sighed.

"I will," I replied, as I pulled out and bent forward once more. I licked and massaged her ass once again.

"You can't be serious!" my cousin cried. "I'm spent." I didn't reply as I continued to focus on her ass. Janet slipped down onto her stomach.

"I'm sorry, but my knees need a break," she said. I didn't bother replying again. I still had access to her ass. I slipped a finger into her ass a few minutes later.

"Bastard!" Janet cried.

"Do you want me to stop?" I offered, already knowing her answer. She might be afraid of the pain, but she also remembered how much she enjoyed my cock deep in her ass.

"No!" she cried.

"Slut," I teased, slipping a second finger in. Janet didn't get back onto her knees, but her hips were high off the bed. I could tell she was once again playing with her pussy.

I finally put the head of my dick against her asshole. My cousin felt it and pushed back until it popped into her. We both groaned.

"It's still like sitting on a pole!" she cried as I slowly worked my cock in and out of her ass. Janet was tight, but we both wanted my dick in her ass. We worked at it together until I was all the way in. Janet's head was turned as she glanced over her shoulder at me. I leaned forward and kissed her. 

"We're breaking a whole hell of a lot of taboos here," I smiled as I gave her time to adjust.

"Masturbation, sodomy and incest," Janet laughed, and then added, "Not to mention adultery. I'm am still technically married, you know."

"If I remember correctly," I teased, "That was half of what excited us six years ago."

"It still does today," Janet replied with a grin.

"You ready?" I asked.

"Oh yeah! Fuck my ass!" my cousin demanded.

I grabbed hold of her hips and slowly started moving back and forth. I picked up the speed over time and it wasn't long before I was slamming in and out of Janet's ass. She grunted with each stroke.

"My God!" she cried as one particularly strong thrust. "You're balls as slapping my pussy!" I smiled and picked up the pace even more. I could feel and hear each slap of my balls on her pussy. It wasn't as easy as you would think considering that my thighs and pelvis were slapping into her ass with each stoke as well.

"Wow!" Janet cried as she had a small orgasm. She then added, "Don't stop!" I had no intention of stopping. I could feel my own cum start to boil. We were really going at it a few minutes later.

"Ow!" Janet cried suddenly. I looked up to see her head hitting against the bed's headboard. I stopped for a moment to pull her down lower on the bed and quickly returned to fucking her ass, but I noticed that I was pushing her up on the bed with each thrust. 

"Time to switch positions," I said as I pulled back from Janet and rolled her onto her back.

"Hey!" she cried, but I ignored my cousin and lifted her legs to my shoulders. I pushed my cock back into her ass and thrust deep. I watched Janet panting and moaning with each thrust. It wasn't long before I was close to cumming again.

"Play with your clit!" I snapped. Janet locked eyes with me and did just that. She used her other hand to pinch one of her nipples before letting it drift down. I felt a couple of her fingering wrapped around my cock as I plowed her ass. The added friction caused me to moan.

"Cum deep in my ass!" she demanded. I held off a moment longer before grunting and filling her ass. Janet's hand blurred at her clit and she joined me before I was done. I rolled off of her. She leaned over and kissed me while I was catching my breath.

"Thank you," she said.

"No, thank you," I replied. I tried to make it sound funny, but my own sincerity was obvious. We kissed for a while before Janet got out of bed.

"I have to get back to my room," she sighed. I nodded.

"I'd better go take a quick shower," I said, and then added, "Want to join me?" Janet laughed.

"Absolutely not!" she said with a shake of her head. "I need rest."

"I just didn't want this to end," I said with a shrug.

"It won't," Janet replied, hinting at what was going to happen in the future.

"Janet, we can't..." I began, but she cut me off.

"Yes we can, and we will," she insisted. "At least until we each find that special somebody."

"But that could take years!" I cried.

"I know. Now get in the shower," Janet smiled as she walked out of the room. I groaned.

"What have we done?" I asked myself aloud, but my concern only lasted for a few moments. I was too tired and too satisfied to think about it tonight.

I got up and went to one of the bathrooms. I took a short shower and then went back into the bedroom. I expected the bed to be a mess and the whole room to smell of sex. Instead, I found the bed remade with clean sheets and the window open. Janet must have slipped back in when she heard the shower.

I fell into the bed and was half asleep in moments. I was spent. My last thought was that I should be concerned about what was going to happen tomorrow, but instead all I felt was anticipation. 



Tom's Noisy Girlfriend Ch. 03



"See!" Samantha said. "This week hasn't been so bad."

"Actually," I admitted. "I'm having a lot of fun."

"I told you so!" she said, grinning for a moment before asking, "So, where to next?"

"How about back to our hotel for a nap?"

"Oh no!" she laughed. "We did that yesterday and the day before that, and..."

"I'm tired," I argued.

"That's your excuse every day," she said, obviously not believing me. "But our 'naps', though enjoyable, seldom actually entail any sleep."

"You didn't seem to mind before. In fact, up until now, I haven't heard any complaints," I smiled, remembering the shared pleasure.

"And you won't hear any tonight," she promised. "But we never end up coming back to any of the amusement parks after we go for our little 'naps' and this is our last full day. I'm not ready to leave yet!"

"Oh, okay," I sighed dramatically, but then smiled and added, "Since you like the parks so much, you choose where we go from here."

"I want to see the castle one more time!" she said excitedly. 

Samantha was acting like such a big kid this week, but I wasn't really surprised. A month ago she all but begged me to come with her. It was her favorite vacation place!

"And maybe do a little shopping?" I teased.

"Of course!" she grinned. "But just a little. We'll be stopping downtown before we leave for the airport tomorrow."

"Not that place!" I groaned. "It took me three hours to get you out of there last time!"

"Don't worry, I'm sure they'll let you play with the Lego again," she said, trying to hold in her laughter. "Maybe this time you can make a car that will win a race."

"He cheated!" I cried, remembering the seven year old who built a car out of Lego that proceeded to beat all others, including mine.

"That kid is going to be an engineer when he grows up!" she said, no longer bothering to hide her laughter.

I smiled as I watched her. Samantha was a good soul. She was also attractive and smart. I cared for her a great deal and I was lucky to have her for a girlfriend. If I were a smart man, I would ask her to marry me.

'Wow!' I said to myself, realizing what I was thinking. 'Plenty of time for that!' After all, we'd only been dating for a few months.

I wasn't really spooked by my thoughts, but I was surprised. I was almost thirty-three and never once had I found someone I thought worth marrying till now. A face began to form in my mind, but I refused to dwell on it. Instead, I focused on Samantha and contemplated finally settling down.

Later that day we saw the castle and I suggested one of her favorite rides, but Samantha wanted to see the show they gave in front of the castle so we waited with a million other people. Okay, it wasn't actually that bad, but it was crowded. 

We settled in a good spot and chatted. I found myself thinking about marriage and the possibility of children a number of times while we waited. Samantha would make a great mother and I thought at thirty-three I was ready to be a father.

"Wait here!" Samantha grinned and ran off. I watched her and shook my head.

"She really is just one big kid!" I laughed to myself.

I started watching the crowd while I waited for her to return. The bulk of those milling about for the show were kids, no surprise there. I let my mind wonder for a moment and daydreamed about what Samantha and my kids might look like. It was a pleasant picture.

I noticed one little girl giggling and running past me. She couldn't have been more than three or four. I watched as her mother sprinted past me and caught up to her. She pulled the little girl into a hug and tickled her. They were both laughing. I smiled and was about to look away when the woman turned toward me and I saw her face. My chest literally tightened and I froze.

"Janet," I said softly. I hadn't seen my cousin in five years. Not since...I refused to think about it.

I tried to turn away, but couldn't. I stood there transfixed as she continued to play with her daughter. I was happy for my cousin. She'd obviously found someone that made her happy, yet inside I felt a numbness begin to spread. 

Only moments before I'd been thinking about marrying Samantha, but as I watched my cousin I knew I couldn't do it. It wouldn't be fair to Samantha. She was the perfect woman in so many ways, but the simple truth was I didn't love her.

"Not the way I love..." I began softly, but I was interrupted by Samantha's return.

"Here you go!" she said, handing me an ice cream.

"Thanks," I said, but she knew something was up by my tone.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"I'm not feeling well," I replied, which wasn't a lie.

"Maybe we should go back to the hotel?" Samantha asked in obvious concern.

It was at that moment that Janet saw me watching her. Our eyes met and she smiled and took a step toward me, but then she saw Samantha place her hand on my forehead in concern. 

Janet's daughter grabbed her dress and pulled until my cousin looked down and took the little girl's hand. Our eyes met once more, but this time there was only sadness.

"I think we'd better leave," I said softly.

"Okay," Samantha said.

I didn't look back over my shoulder as we left, but it wasn't easy. What was worse was the concern in Samantha's expression. I was almost ready to marry her only a few short moments ago, but now I could never do it.

In a way it was probably a good thing that I saw Janet. I loved Samantha as a person and the thought of having children with her was a good one, but I wasn't in love with her. It wouldn't be fair to Samantha. She deserved better.

***

"How come you never visit your family?" Wendy asked. 

"You should try the veal special," I said, trying to ignore the question and change the subject. "I had it the last time I was here. It's delicious."

"And how come every time I bring them up you change the subject?" she asked, unwilling to let the subject drop this time.

"What's with your infatuation with my family?" I asked, still refusing to answer her question. I focused on the menu.

"I'm just curious," she said. "I mean, we've been dating for months and you hardly ever bring them up. You didn't even go home for the holidays."

"Let's just say I had a falling out with them," I said tersely, letting her know I didn't want to talk about it.

"About what?" she asked, ignoring my tone.

I had a sudden flashback to seven years before. The scene played itself out and I literally cringed before it was done. How could everything be so perfect one moment and then so totally screwed up the next?

"Wendy, let's change the subject," I said, being blunt this time. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Why not?" she asked, refusing to let it drop.

"Why are you so curious?" I asked in return.

"Well," she said. "It's just that I'd like to meet your parents."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because that's what happens when couples get serious," she frowned. "They meet each other's family. You met my parents last month."

"Oh," I said, realizing what was going on. I sighed. I had a good time with Wendy. It was too bad it had to end. 

"I saw my parents just before Christmas," I said, sharing a fact that I neglected to tell Wendy previously.

"What? When?"

"They came out for a quick visit the weekend before," I replied.

"You told me you had to work that weekend!" Wendy cried, drawing attention to us from some of the other tables.

"I did," I replied. "But mom and dad popped in unexpectedly. I took them to dinner Saturday night and made them breakfast Sunday. They were back on a plane before dinner."

"Why didn't you call me?"

"You said you were going to go out with your girlfriends," I shrugged. "I didn't see the point in interfering with your plans."

"You didn't see the point?" she asked angrily.

"They were here and gone so quickly," I said. "They went to Las Vegas afterward and spend a few more days. Pop loves to gamble."

"And you had no idea they might stop by?"

"Oh," I said offhandedly. "Mom mentioned something about the possibility."

"Mom mentioned something about..." Wendy began repeating, but then stopped herself.

"It wasn't that big of a deal," I shrugged.

"You didn't want me to meet your parents," Wendy said. Her eyes started welling up and I grimaced to myself. I hated it when they cried.

"I want to go home," she said, standing and quickly walking toward the door.

I paid for the drinks we had and dropped her at her place. It was not a fun ride. She didn't even bother to talk to me. I knew we wouldn't be seeing each other again. An hour later I was back home with a tall glass of bourbon. I sat on my couch watching television without really paying attention.

"It's not like I ever lied to her," I said aloud, taking another drink of my bourbon. It wasn't quite the truth. I knew my parents were stopping by that weekend. I did do some work, but only a couple of hours in the morning.

"I never told her I loved her," I added, which was the truth, but it didn't make me feel any better. 

Wendy deserved better. Oh, she was a bit neurotic and clingy, but despite that she was a decent person. I should never have dated her for so long. I knew we'd never end up together.

"What a fucked up life!" I snapped, finishing my drink and getting up to pour myself another. 

I sat watching television until midnight. As soon as it passed to the next day I held up my glass and added, "Happy fucking birthday!"

I was thirty-five and drunk as hell. I guess there were worse ways of entering mid-life, but then again, maybe not. I didn't even bother shutting the television or going to bed. I passed out on the couch.

A pounding woke me up. At first I thought it was in my head, but then I realized it was the front door. I stumbled to my feet and groaned. I was seriously hung over. I don't know who I expected to see when I opened the door, but my cousin Tom and his wife Tina were not even on the list.

"Happy birthday!" Tina cried.

"You look like shit," Tom frowned.

"That's what age does to a person," I replied, rubbing my face. 

"It's not age that's got you so bleary eyed," Tom said, walking past me and into my house. I watched him and shook my head.

"How would you know? We haven't seen each other in seven years. Not since you gave me that black eye."

"Don't be an ass," my cousin said. "Invite Tina in. She's too classy to force her way past you like me."

"I thought you promised to kill me the next time you saw me?" I asked with a frown. 

"I did," Tom replied, looking pointedly at his wife who was still standing outside the door.

"Sorry," I said quickly to Tina. "Come on in."

"Thanks," she smiled and walked in.

"Do you have any coffee in this place?" Tom called as he made his way to the kitchen.

"Refrigerator," I called back. I wasn't much of a coffee drinker, but Wendy was. She insisted that I keep some on hand for when she slept over.

Tina and I spoke about our lives over the last seven years. Actually, she talked and I listened. As it turned out, Tom and her had a couple of daughters. It was an extremely surreal conversation. I couldn't believe that they were actually here after so many years.

"You look like shit," Tom said.

"You said that already," I sighed.

"It's still true," he shrugged.

"Tom, why are you here?" I asked. "It's not that I'm not happy to see you, but you have to admit, this is a bit unexpected."

"Go shave and take a shower," he replied. "We'll talk after breakfast."

"But..." I began. Tom cut me off.

"I'm not going to talk to you while you're like this!" he snapped, and then looked at me carefully before asking, "Are you hung over or still drunk?"

"Definitely hung over," I sighed, getting up and going to the bathroom. I used the facilities, shaved and then took a hot shower.

I stayed under the spray for quite a while trying to understand what was going on. There was a reason why I never went home. Seven years ago Tom's mother walked in on his sister and me. We were at Janet's house doing what cousin's weren't supposed to do, ever. I still remembered the day as if it were yesterday. I sorely wanted another drink. It was one of the few things that could blur the memory.

Seven years ago I dropped Tom and Tina back at their hotel after we slept over Janet's so they could get ready for the honeymoon. Instead of going back to my room, I returned to Janet's. She was waiting for me. We came to an understanding the night before and were in the middle of enjoying it when my aunt walked in.

What she found literally had her screaming. It's not every day a mother finds her daughter in bed with her nephew. There was no placating her and I quickly grabbed my clothes and left at Janet's insistence.

All of that was bad enough, but instead of staying quiet and hiding what happened, my aunt told my parents, Tom, her priest and probably anyone else willing to listen!

Janet and I had exactly one conversation a couple hours later. I called her from my hotel. It was short and painful, but we both agreed that we couldn't see each other anymore. We were cousins and cousins didn't sleep together.

That didn't stop Tom from finding me while I was waiting for the next flight back home. He caused quite a scene and gave me a black eye. I never saw him so angry! He called me some horrible things, not many of which I could deny and then told me to stay away from his sister. I agreed. That was seven years ago.

"Are you going to spend all day in there!" Tom cried as he banged on the bathroom door. I jumped.

"I'm coming out now!" I called back, rinsing the soap from my hair and eyes.

I did feel better after the shower and breakfast helped too. Tom wasn't a great cook, but the pancakes he made were eatable and my stomach desperately needed food.

"So, who is the cute redhead I see in all the pictures?" Tina asked as we ate.

"Wendy," I frowned.

"Girlfriend?" Tom asked.

"Ex," I replied.

"That's a lot of pictures for a girl who is your ex," Tom said. 

"I didn't put them up. She did."

"You must care for her," Tina said. "After all, you didn't take them down."

"We just broke up last night," I sighed, wondering about the mini inquisition. 

"And that would explain the hang over," Tom smiled.

"Not really," I shrugged. "I'm usually pretty hung over on Saturday mornings, Sunday too."

Tom frowned and glanced at Tina. They exchanged an odd look. I had no idea what it was about, and frankly, I didn't care. I was too hung over.

I continued to eat and Tom changed the subject. We talked about old times and old friends. Tina shared news of her siblings. Bette and Frank were going on their eighteenth year of marriage and George finally married his girlfriend Terri a couple of years ago. They had a kid on the way.

Tina's cousin Cheryl and our cousin Hank dated for a few months after the wedding, but eventually broke up. I was amazed it lasted as long as it did. Cheryl did eventually marry a guy. Tina obviously wasn't crazy about him, but she didn't go into details. 

"You haven't asked about Janet," Tom said as I finished my meal and sat back.

"I didn't want another black eye," I replied, wiping my mouth with a napkin.

"She's not doing well," he said, ignoring my comment.

"What happened?" I asked in surprise and concern. "The last time I saw her she was laughing and playing with her daughter."

"Her daughter?" Tina frowned.

"Yeah," I nodded. "I was on vacation in Florida and she was standing in front of the castle playing with a beautiful little girl who was the spitting image of Janet."

"You saw her two years ago?" Tom asked, obviously putting something together in his head. "Did you talk to her?"

"No," I replied. "She obviously found someone who made her happy. I didn't want to interfere with that. Besides, I was there with a friend."

"Wendy?" Tina asked.

"No, Samantha," I replied, trying hard not to remember that break up. Everything went down hill in my life from that moment, not that things were great before.

"You know," Tom said to Tina. "It was right about then that Janet started having problems."

"With her husband?" I asked.

"Janet's been divorced from John for seven years," Tina replied.

"She didn't marry the father of her daughter?" I asked in confusion.

"Stop being so dense!" Tom snapped. "Janet doesn't have any kids. The little girl you saw her with was one of our daughters. Jenna is almost six while Susan is only four, but based on the timeframe and the fact that Jenna looks like my side of the family, I'm guessing it was her."

"Your daughter," I said numbly.

"Yes, we convinced Janet to come with us on vacation that year," Tina said. I shook my head.

"After that vacation Janet started a dating spree," Tom said, changing the subject. "I don't know what she was looking for but after six months and I don't know how many dates, she stopped dating altogether." 

I felt a jolt of jealousy, but then shook my head. I didn't want to think about the number of women I dated over the last seven years. Wendy was the most recent and I wasn't even sure why that lasted as long as it did. Janet had the right to try and find happiness. I was sad to hear that she hadn't been any luckier than me.

"Is she okay?" I asked.

"We don't think so," Tina said.

"No," Tom added more confidently. "She's not."

"Janet's looks ten years older than she actually is and doesn't seem to put any effort into her appearance," Tina said. "She's sad most of the time."

"Mom is going crazy with worry," Tom added.

"She's not the only one," Tina frowned.

"I'm sorry to hear that," I said softly.

"That's nice," Tom shrugged. "But what are you going to do about it?"

"Me?" I nearly laughed. "Tom, if you haven't realized, I've got problems of my own."

"The drinking?" he asked.

"Got it in one," I sighed, getting up and pouring myself a glass of bourbon.

"How bad is it?" he asked, watching me.

"Well, let's see," I said, gulping down half the glass. "I guess I'd call myself a functioning alcoholic, although I'm not sure my boss Terry agrees."

"Problems at work?"

"I'd have fired me six months ago, but Terry is a loyal S.O.B.," I answered, taking another gulp. "I helped build his company, but even with that he's going to run out of patience eventually."

"So then, why not stop drinking?" Tina asked.

"What's the point?" I asked, finishing the glass and reached for the bottle to pour myself another. Tom grabbed it out of my hand.

"Do you love my sister?" he asked, refusing to give me the bottle back. "Not like a cousin, but like a man loves a woman."

"What?" I cried.

"You heard me," Tom replied. "Answer the question."

"We're cousins!" I cried.

"Yeah, and?" Tom asked pointedly. "You're more than just cousins. Normal cousins don't do what my mother caught you and Janet doing."

"I know!" I snapped. "I can't explain it!" All three of us fell silent for a moment.

"You never answered Tom's question," Tina said gently.

"What does it matter?" I said. "Even if I did love her. We can't be together."

"Why not?" Tom asked.

"We're cousins!" I cried. "It's illegal for one thing and immoral for another!"

"I don't know about immoral," Tom shrugged. "But it's not really illegal."

"What?" I cried.

"I said, it's not illegal," he replied. "Not in all fifty states."

"You're kidding," I said, obviously in shock.

"No, I'm not," he replied. "Look it up on the web. I did."

I looked back and forth between the two of them and rubbed my face with both hands. I didn't understand what was going on, but obviously Tom and Tina had put a lot of thought into what they were saying.

"You looked it up on the internet?" I asked, stalling.

"Yep," Tom replied, understanding my need for time. He stood silently waiting.

"Seven years ago you threatened to kill me over your sister and now you're trying to set us up? Why?" I asked into silence that followed.




Tom's Noisy Girlfriend Ch. 03



"Because seven years ago I thought you were a perverted bastard who used Janet's pending divorce as an excuse to take advantage of her," he replied.

"And what changed your mind?" I asked.

"In some ways, it's not," Tom smiled. "I still think you're a perverted bastard, but Janet told me about the first time you were together. She told me that what happened was as much her fault as yours."

"When did she tell you that?"

"Not long after I gave you the black eye." 

"And you decided to come see me now?" I frowned.

"I thought you'd both be better off staying away from each other," he shrugged. "It would have been easier on everyone if you two found someone else."

"But you didn't," Tina added. "Janet is unhappy and depressed most of the time. Based on the way you're drinking these days and the way this place looks, I'm guessing you're the same."

I didn't bother denying it. There would be no point. I was depressed and lonely. I'd buried myself in work for the first few years and then booze after I saw Janet with Jenna, but neither helped all that much.

"So, what do you want me to do?" I asked.

"First, answer my question," Tom replied. "Do you love my sister?"

I thought for a long moment. I realized I wasn't trying to figure out if I loved Janet. I was trying to decide whether I was willing to admit it to myself, much less Tom and Tina.

"Yes," I finally said.

"Then come home," Tom smiled. "Visit Janet and see what happens."

"I can't," I replied softly. I'd admitted I loved her, but that didn't mean we should be together. "We're cousins and it would be wrong. I know the Internet says it's legal in some states, but I was brought up a certain way. So was Janet."

"It didn't stop you before," Tom frowned.

"And you think that's a good thing?" I snorted. "Look what it's done to us?"

"Won't you at least think about it?" Tina asked.

"Have you thought how difficult it will be for the rest of the family?" I sighed. "My parents visit me twice a year and we've never talked about what happened. They don't mention your family at all. I didn't even know you had kids for Christ sake! Can you imagine how the rest of the family will react?"

"Fuck'em," Tom grinned. "Although I guess I should be careful saying that to you. You just might do it!"

"Don't be an ass!" Tina snapped at her husband.

"Too late," I said, smiling for the first time. I really did miss Tom. He was a friend as well as a cousin. Losing him hurt almost as much as losing Janet, almost.

"So, will you come home?" Tina asked.

"No," I sighed. "You really have no idea how badly your mother took it."

"Is that your final answer?" Tom asked.

"Yes," I said, grabbing the bottle out of his hand and pouring myself another drink. He watched and shook his head as I downed half of it.

"Okay," Tom sighed. "It's probably all for the better. I'm not even sure you'd improve the situation. Certainly, the fact that you're an alcoholic wouldn't help."

"How long are you two here for?" I asked, changing the subject.

"We're actually leaving late tonight on a redeye," Tom said. "We were in San Diego for a conference. We drove up before going home."

"We'll the least I can do is show you around town before you leave," I said.

"I guess so," Tom said and turned to Tina and added, "It is is birthday after all." She nodded in agreement.

The rest of the day went by quickly. I'd forgotten how much fun Tom and Tina were. I hadn't laughed so much in years. We had dinner at one of my favorite restaurants.

"I have an idea," Tina said as we sipped our after dinner drinks. We didn't have much time before I had to drop them at the airport.

"Yes?" Tom asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Not that kind of an idea!" Tina laughed, and then turned to me and said, "I was thinking about how you bumped into Janet last time while we were on vacation."

"Yes?" I asked with a frown. I figured one of them would make another attempt at getting me to meet with Janet, but I thought it would be Tom.

"How about we set up a similar situation?" she asked. "The rest of the family won't even hear about it."

"I don't know," I said with a frown. "Family isn't the only reason why I said no."

"But it's the biggest," Tina argued. "I know you want to see Janet and I think she'd like to see you. It will be worth it even if nothing comes out of it other than you two getting to talk again after seven years."

"You can't say you don't miss talking to her!" Tom added. "You two were always yapping a lot growing up."

"Where would this vacation be?" I found myself asking. Tina smiled in satisfaction.

"Janet is going away for her birthday to an island with some friends," she said. "She hasn't decided which one yet, but when she does I'm sure I can get the hotel name."

"Her birthday isn't for three months," I frowned.

"Good," Tom said emphatically. "That will give you time to quit drinking. It's bad enough you're my cousin. I'm not setting my sister up with a drunk."

"Tom!" Tina snapped, more in embarrassment than disagreement.

I looked away for a moment and thought about what he was saying. I'd relied on alcohol for the better part of two years to keep me numb. Could I give it up? Was there a point to doing so?

Tom must have read my expression because he added in a gentler tone, "It would hurt Janet to find out you're an alcoholic." I thought about what he said and realized it was the truth. Janet would be upset. Suddenly, I had a reason to stop drinking.

"Okay," I said softly, but firmly as I put down the half empty glass I'd been drinking. "I'll stop."

"Good for you!" Tom said slapping me on the back. "Now let's get out of here or we'll miss our flight."

***

"So, Timmy will handle things while I'm gone," I said to Terry. We were in his office and I was an hour away from leaving for vacation. "You do realize that it's almost time to give him a promotion? He spent the better part of two years covering for me."


"I know," Terry replied. "I was grooming him for your position."

"I figured," I shrugged. "He's earned it."

"Yes he has, but I'm in as bit of a quandary now that you've given up the booze," Terry said, but then smiled and added, "Have I mentioned how nice it is to have you back?"

"It's nice to be back," I smiled, honestly meaning it. It was the first time Terry and I spoke about my drinking problem. It felt uncomfortable and odd, but it was good to get it out in the open.

"What made you quit drinking?" he asked.

"My cousin visited and told me I looked like shit," I responded. "Twice."

"And that's all it took?" Terry laughed.

"Mostly," I answered. "I've got to go or I'll miss my flight."

"Have fun," he said. "We'll figure out what to do with Timmy when you get back."

"I have some ideas," I said. "The area is getting big enough to split into two."

"I agree," Terry said. "Timmy will head up one of them. You might want to spend some time figuring out who should head up the other."

"Planning on getting rid of me?" I asked.

"No," Terry laughed. "Promoting you!"

"Terry, that sounds great," I said seriously. "But I've only been sober for three months."

"If you think the added stress will..." he began, but I cut him off.

"This place wasn't the reason why I drank," I said. "In fact, I think it was the reason why I stayed functioning, mostly."

"Well then," Terry smiled. "We'll talk about your promotion when you get back too."

"Thanks Terry," I said warmly.

"You earned it," he shrugged. "Even drunk you were better than half the guys out there and I haven't forgotten your part in building this company." I shook my head and said my goodbyes. 

I reviewed the last three months during the taxi ride to the airport. Quitting drinking was hard at first, but it grew easier with time. Work helped, but what really made it possible were thoughts of seeing Janet again. Cousin or not, I knew without a doubt that I loved her. Admitting it to Tom and Tina only made my desire to see her stronger. The question was, did she feel the same?

"Going on an interview?" the taxi cab driver asked. "You looked nervous."

"No," I smiled. "I'm going to meet a woman I haven't talked to in seven years."

"Love her?" he asked.

"Like crazy," I admitted.

"Good luck!" he laughed.

The plane flight was long and cramped. What made it worse was that I didn't know how Janet would react when she saw me. It was surprisingly difficult not to ask the stewardess for a drink. I slept as much of the two flights as I could, but it wasn't a good rest.

I made it from the airport to the hotel without incident. Janet and her friends weren't due until the next day, so I crashed in bed and slept my jetlag away. I woke up ridiculously early in the morning, but at least I felt rested. I watched a couple of movies, ordered in breakfast and fell back to sleep.

The next time I woke up I looked at the clock and swallowed. Janet should have arrived at the hotel by now. I got out of bed, took a quick shower and got into my bathing suit. I wondered around the pool, but didn't see her.

I'd never felt so nervous and confused in my life. I wanted to see her, but I was frightened at what her reaction might be. A lot depended on it. I took a deep breath and let it out before moving on to the beach. I saw a small group of women lying out, but Janet wasn't with them. I moved farther down the beach and smiled when I finally found her.

Janet was bending down and picking up a seashell. She rinsed it in the ocean and then stared out over the water. She was just as beautiful as I remembered, but her eyes looked sad and wistful. Seeing her woke up feelings I thought long dead. I knew I loved her, but I'd forgotten what having her near did to me.

I continued to look at her and noticed that her hair was shorter. I frowned when I saw that the bathing suit she was wearing did nothing for her. She was still beautiful to me, but Tom was right. She wasn't taking care of herself. Janet did look older.

"Hello Janet," I said warmly as I walked up to her. 

She looked up and her eyes grew big for a moment, but that was the only outward reaction at first. 

"Hello," she said carefully.

"Long time no see," I said, knowing it was a cliché, but unsure of what else to do or say.

"Two years," she nodded. "Seven since we talked."

"I'd like to talk to you now," I said carefully.

"It's too late for that," she sighed, standing slowly.

"Why?" I asked.

"Why, he asks," she said with a shake of her head. "Because..."

"Janet!" a woman's voice said from behind me. "We were worried about you."

"Yeah," another woman said. "But if I'd known you were picking up a guy, I'd still be lying down and working on my tan."

I turned and saw the three women I noticed earlier as I came onto the beach. I guess they were the friends Janet came down with.

"I'm not picking up a guy!" Janet snapped. "This is my..."

"Old boyfriend," I interjected.

"You two dated?" the short, dark haired woman asked. She was the first woman who spoke.

"I wouldn't call it that," Janet replied. I held my breath to see if she would go along with my little white lie. "We were friends growing up, but we never really dated."

"Then what do you call what happened the night of your brother's wedding?" I asked, not willing to let it go at that.

"A mistake," Janet said succinctly.

"Hmm," the dirty blond grinned. "What exactly did happen that night?" I didn't recognize her voice so the second speaker was the taller brunette.

"Something that obviously meant more to me than her," I answered sadly. Janet gave me an odd look.

"Yeah," she snorted. "It meant so much to you that you haven't called me in seven years."

"Your family hates me!" I snapped in reply. "We agreed not to see each other anymore."

"Not all my family hates you," Janet said. "In fact, my aunt and uncle treat you like a son. Although, I did hear that my brother gave you a black eye when he found out about us."

Suddenly, I had a hard time not laughing. The whole conversation was so surreal. At least Janet was going along with it. That had to count for something.

"That was seven years ago," I smiled. "I'm sure he's calmed down since then."

"I wouldn't count on it," Janet replied. "In fact, he'd probably give you another if he found out you were talking to me."

"I doubt it," I said confidently, but didn't explain further. Janet looked at me and frowned. I ignored her and looked toward her friends. I introduced myself and listened as they told me their names.

"Marie," the taller brunette said with a smile.

"Dayna," the blond added.

"Helen," the third woman offered.

"It's a pleasure to meet you all ladies," I smiled. "How would you all like drink? My treat?"

"Wait a minute..." Janet began, but Dayna cut her off.

"Shush!" she joked. "Never turn down a free drink when there is no strings attached."

"Who said there's no strings?" Janet frowned. "You don't know him. He's a sneaky one."

"Me?" I asked innocently. "If I remember correctly, you were the one who jumped me first!"

"I did not!" Janet cried, but her friends were already laughing.

"Alright Janet!" Marie said.

"It's too bad Michelle couldn't come," Helen said. "I'm sure she could share quite a few interesting stories about these two."

'Thank God she didn't!' I thought. 'Michelle knows I'm Janet's cousin!'

"Her baby is due in a couple of weeks," Janet explained.

"Her and Franky still having kids like crazy?" I asked with a shake of my head.

"This is their sixth one," Dayna said, sounding amazed.

"We can catch up while you ladies drink," I smiled and led them to the tiki bar on the beach. They each ordered their drink and I added a soda to the order before paying.

"To early in the day for a real drink?" Marie asked.

"I don't drink anymore," I said offhandedly.

"That's new," Janet commented, meeting my gaze. I smiled and shrugged, but I thought she guessed the truth.

"So are the gray patches on my temples," I joked.

"I think they make you look sexy," Marie said with a smile after taking a sip of her drink.

"One more drink and you'll think every guy in the place look sexy," Helen said, rolling her eyes.

"Well, excuse me miss prim and proper," Marie said. "Not all of us are old married women!"

"I'm two years younger than you!" Helen retorted.

"You certainly don't act it!" Marie snapped.

"Forgive them," Dayna sighed. "They're always like this. Helen has the morals of a cloistered nun while Marie... well Marie doesn't have any at all."

"I'm surprised they stay friends," I joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"We don't, not really," Marie said with a shrug.

"But we don't have to," Helen replied. "We're sisters."

"And both my friends," Janet put in. "And since we're here because of my birthday, cut it out and drink your drinks."

"Your birthday?" I asked. "Really?" Of course, I knew the next day was her birthday, but I figured I'd have fun with her.

"Don't even try it," Janet said. "You've always been good with dates and names."

"Okay," I admitted. "In that case, do you want your gift now or tomorrow?"

"Do you always carry a present for me around with you this time of the year?" Janet asked with a frown. "I mean it's not like you knew I'd be here."

"Maybe his idea of a present..." Marie began, but her sister cut her off.

"Get your mind out of the gutter!" Helen put in.

"Will you two cut it out!" Dayna cried in annoyance. Janet and I were too busy laughing.

"So what exactly is this present?" Marie asked, pointedly ignoring Dayna and Helen.

"I can't tell you," I smiled. "That would ruin the surprise!"

"You don't have a present for me," Janet insisted. "We just bumped into each other ten minutes ago!"

"What do you think the odds are of two people bumping into each other twice in two years while on vacation?" I asked rhetorically.

"You knew she'd be here," Helen smiled. I nodded.

"Who told you?" Dayna asked.

"Her brother Tom," I replied. I watched the surprise in Janet's expression blossom.

"So I guess he didn't give you another black eye!" Marie laughed.

"No," I answered, but I was looking at Janet. "Actually, he tracked me down and wanted me to come back to the east coast for a visit."

"Why would he do that?" Janet asked in confusion.

"Simple," I shrugged. "He was worried about you."

"So then how did you end up here?" Dayna asked. I looked away from Janet and smiled at the blond.

"Janet's mother really hates me!" I replied. "I didn't want to face her. Tom's wife Tina came up with the idea of my meeting Janet during vacation after I told her we nearly bumped into each other two years ago during previous vacations."

"I remember," Janet put in. "You were too busy to say hello. I guess the woman..."

"She wasn't the reason why I didn't say hello," I interjected. "I didn't want to impose on you and your daughter."

"My daughter?" Janet exclaimed.

"That's what I thought at the time," I shrugged. "Tommy told me that it was actually his daughter when I saw him, but that was only three months ago."

"What ever happened with that woman?" Janet asked. "She seemed to really care about you."

"Samantha?" I frowned. "We broke up not long after returning from that vacation. She deserved a man who could love her with his whole heart. Seeing you made me realize that it wasn't me."

"I'm sorry," Janet said. She sounded serious. I shrugged.

"Oh! How romantic!" Helen sighed. I swallowed hard. I don't know why I didn't wait until Janet and I were alone to tell her all this. I guess I was afraid I wouldn't get the chance.

"So now what?" Marie asked, breaking the silence that followed. "You've followed her on vacation. What's next?"

"I have no idea," I shrugged and smiled. "I hadn't thought that far." Okay, it wasn't the truth, but I didn't want to go into any detail of my plans.

"A nice dinner with just the two of you would be nice," Dayna smiled. "You know, just to talk about old times."

"Sounds good to me," I said quickly.

"Not so fast!" Janet put in. "I'm here on vacation with my friends. I have no intention of dumping them just because..."

"Oh nonsense!" Helen interjected. "Dump away! We can certainly fend for ourselves for one meal."

"No," Janet insisted in a tone I recognized. She wasn't going to give in.

"How about lunch?" I offered. "Let me take you out to lunch and I'll have you back in time for whatever dinner plans you ladies have."

"Oh go ahead!" Marie insisted. "We're just going to hang out by the pool and beach anyway. If it goes badly you can meet us here."

Janet tried to argue, but with all three ladies on my side she eventually gave in. We chatted with the others for a few minutes longer before we both went to our rooms to get dressed.

We met in the hotel lobby not long afterward. Janet was wearying a sundress. It was pretty, but I frowned when I saw it. I recognized it. She had it for years. I again remembered Tom and Tina's remarks about Janet not really taking care of herself.

I was happy to see that she put on a little makeup. Janet's beauty was natural enough not to need much in the way of cosmetics, but it was nice to see her making the effort.

"Are you hungry yet?" I asked.

"No, not really," she replied. "Why?"

"Because I'd like to go shopping first."

"Shopping?" she asked. "What for?"

"Why? Part of your birthday present of course!" I grinned. "Actually, I owe you seven years of presents and since this hotel has a spa, why don't you let me buy you a complete wardrobe and makeover."

"You can't be serious?" she asked.

"Why not?" I shrugged. "You're a beautiful woman. You should dress and look the part."

"Is this your way of saying I don't look good?" she asked.

"Are you crazy!" I exclaimed. "You're still the most beautiful woman I've ever met!"




Tom's Noisy Girlfriend Ch. 03



"You are so full of it!" she laughed. I liked it when Janet laughed. 

"No, I'm dead serious," I insisted. "Let me do this for you?"

"Okay," Janet said after a brief hesitation. "But you do realize we're going to have to talk eventually?"

"Yes," I smiled, knowing with Janet meant. "I have a lot to say to you."

"Did Tom really tell you that I'd be here?" she asked.

"I swear," I replied honestly. "Actually, I think he was a little pissed that he wouldn't be here to see it for himself."

"Nothing has changed since we decided to not see each other again," she said seriously.

"I disagree," I replied. "But let's hold this conversation for later. Right now I want to enjoy your company. I've missed you so much!"

"I've missed you too, but..."

"Later," I insisted, placing two fingers on her lips to silence her. "Right now, let me spoil you. Please?" Janet looked at me in silence for a moment and then moved my fingers away and smiled.

"It's been a while since a man's done that."

"So then," I said, taking her hand. "Let's do it right."

Janet continued to smile as I led her to the salon. We made an appointment for her. They couldn't take her until the afternoon, but that was okay. It gave us time to shop and eat lunch.

We took a cab into the local town and searched for a place with clothes that Janet liked. It didn't take long. The first thing we bought was a new sundress that I insisted she wore right then instead of putting back on the old one. The style wasn't that different, but the smile on Janet's face when she saw herself in it made it worth buying in and of itself. 

We shopped for another couple of hours. The last store we found was one with bathing suits. Janet was embarrassed at first, but she let me help her pick a nice one piece suit that showed off her assets nicely without going too far.

"Now for a bikini," I said once we picked the first suit.

"I'm not getting a bikini!" Janet snapped.

"Of course you are," I said. "You've got the body for it." 

"Not anymore!" Janet blushed.

"Nonsense," I smiled.

"I'm too old for a bikini," Janet insisted.

"I don't agree," I said. "Try on a couple and let's see."

"No!"

"Please? For me?" I asked.

"Why should I?" she asked after a brief hesitation.

"Think of it as payment for me buying you the first suit," I offered.

"I thought that was part of my birthday present?"

"Janet," I said seriously. "I'd like to see you in a bikini. Please don't disappoint me." She looked at me and I saw her waffling. I met her eyes and let my own plead.

"Okay," she sighed. "But only one or two, and I pick them!"

"That's fine," I smiled.

The first bikini she choose was as close to a one piece as she could get. I just looked at her when she came out in it. She laughed and went back into the dressing room. The next bikini was much better.

"What do you think?" Janet asked when she exited the dressing room.

"Wow!" I said, swallowing hard. "It's perfect!"

"It does look pretty good," Janet smiled in satisfaction. "Or at least it would if I had a decent tan."

"You have all week to correct that," I said.

"I'm not wearing something like this by the pool!" she exclaimed.

"Why not?" I asked. "You're turning thirty-four tomorrow, not eighty!"

"I wouldn't have worn something like this when I was twenty!" she grinned.

"You were just a kid back then," I smiled. "Now you're a woman who..."

"I get the point!" she laughed. "But I'm still not wearing this suit in public."

"That's your choice," I shrugged. "But I'm definitely buying it for you!"

"It looks that good?" she asked with a warm smile.

"You have no idea!" I groaned. Janet glanced at her image in the mirror and her smile grew.

She looked at a couple of other bikinis and I enjoyed seeing her in all of them, but even she agreed that the second one was the best. We left with the bikini and the one-piece suit.

"We should eat," Janet said. "I need to keep my salon appointment in a little while."

"I'm hungry," I nodded. "Where do you want to go?"

We ended up back at our hotel. They had a good restaurant and it was right by the spa. The meal was enjoyable. I can't remember a single thing we talked about because we both either consciously or subconsciously decided to keep the conversion light, but I hadn't had such a good time in years.

"You might as well go," Janet said as we neared the salon afterward. "This is probably going to take a while."

"Absolutely not!" I cried. "I want to see what you look like when you're done."

"Want to see what you paid for?" Janet asked with a grin.

"Something like that," I laughed.

"Go wait in the lounge," she said, joining me in laughter. "I'll stop by before I go back to my room."

"Okay," I smiled, watching her enter the salon. I'd already given them my room number to charge the cost when we set up the appointment.

The lounge was pretty empty this time of the day. The bartended was a decent enough guy and we chatted a little as we watched a golf match on television. I'm not sure how long I waited, but I knew when Janet entered the room. I could tell from the bartender's reaction.

"Sorry it took so long," Janet said from behind me. I turned with a witty reply on my lips, but it was gone the moment I saw her.

"Wow!" I said instead.

"You like?" Janet smiled.

"Wow!" I said again, causing her to laugh.

"The hair's not too much?" she asked.

"I like it," I finally got out.

"You mean it's better than that old lady hair style I had before?" she asked with a grin. I swallowed and nodded, causing her to laugh again.

Janet's hair looked great. So did her makeup, if a little overdone for my tastes. Yet, the truth was that it was the way Janet was holding herself that made the most obvious difference. She looked happy and confident, a far cry from when I saw her on the beach this morning.

"You look amazing!" I said.

"And then some," the bartender put in with a shake of his head as he moved down the bar from us. Janet blushed.

"He means it," I smiled, finally regaining control of myself. "So do I."

"I know," Janet said, still smiling.

"How about a drink?" I asked.

"I have time for one," Janet said, sitting on the stool next to mine.

"What will you have?" the bartender asked, making his way back to us.

"What are you drinking?" Janet asked me.

"Club soda with a twist," I replied. She didn't quite frown.

"I'd like a glass of chardonnay," Janet said to the bartender. We sat silently until he delivered it.

"Cheers," she said, holding up her glass. "To family and friends."

"And past and future lovers," I put in, earning myself an odd look.

"So, how long have you been sober?" Janet asked, guessing at the reason why I didn't have alcohol all day.

"Ninety-four days," I replied honestly. "Not a drop since your brother and Tina stopped by for my birthday."

"How bad was it?" Janet asked.

"Pretty bad," I sighed. "I don't remember much about the two years since I last saw you."

"I wish I couldn't," Janet replied.

"Let's change the subject," I said, forcing a smile. "You look too good right now to ruin the moment with sad memories."

"Are there any other kind?" Janet asked, still not smiling.

"Sure there are," I insisted, taking her hand in mine and squeezing it. I met her gaze and smiled again, this time more naturally. Janet slowly returned it.

"Did you know that when we went back to my place that last night with Tommy and Tina that the others actually did go to a shaker joint?" she asked, changing the subject.

"You're kidding?" I asked in surprise.

"No," she grinned. "From what I hear, Cheryl even tried to get on the bar and dance!"

"Ug!" I laughed. "I'm glad we weren't there!"

"Are you sure?" Janet asked, once again losing her smile. "Because if we were there we might never have..."

"I'm sure," I interjected. We both fell silent as I watched Janet's face. I could feel the underlying sexual tension that filled the day peak slightly.

"What are you thinking?" she asked.

"I was actually more remembering than thinking," I answered.

"About what?"

"About how it felt like to kiss you," I replied honestly.

"A cousin shouldn't think about such things," Janet sighed, yet I could almost feel her desire mirroring mine.

"True," I shrugged. "But there aren't any cousins here. Just two old friends who had a one time fling."

"Two time," Janet put in.

"They say that the third time is the charm?" I offered, causing Janet to roll her eyes.

"I almost didn't survive the second time," she said, her voice strained.

"Me neither," I added. "But I still want a kiss."

"You can't be serious?" Janet asked, but she already knew my answer.

"Just one before you go?" I asked.

"We shouldn't," Janet said, biting her lip. "It would be wrong."

"So?" I shrugged. 

Suddenly Janet was in my arms and we were kissing once again. It was like the seven years melted away. I felt parts of me awakening that were long dormant. They had little or nothing to do with sex, but my body responded as well.

"Wow!" Janet said when we broke apart.

"I thought I remembered how good it felt to kiss you," I said with a shake of my head. "But boy was I wrong!"

"Me too," Janet sighed.

"Do you want to come back to my room?" I asked softly. Janet met my gaze and smiled sadly.

"Yes, but I'm not going to," she replied.

"I have the rest of your present there."

"Save it for tomorrow," Janet said. "I need to be getting back to the others."

"Okay," I said, trying to hide my disappointment. "Will I see you tomorrow?"

"Yes," Janet said. "We still haven't really talked yet. You can join us for breakfast. The others won't mind. Besides, it's my birthday and I want you there."

"Great!" I smiled. "I'll see you then."

"Goodbye," Janet said as she stood. She leaned over to give me a quick kiss, but we were still kissing seconds later. My tongue brushed Janet's lips and she groaned once before pulling away.

"Bring the rest of my present with you," Janet tried to joke. "We obviously shouldn't be alone in a room."

"You might be right," I said. "But if you want the rest of your gift you'll have to stop by sometime."

Janet just shook her head and left the lounge. The bartended and I both watched her go.

"You are one lucky shit!" he said with a shake of his head once she was gone.

"Not really. At least not yet," I sighed. I wasn't sure what was going to happen with Janet and me. A lot depended on the next few days. "Maybe not ever."

"You need a drink?" he asked.

"Desperately," I said, but then stood, paid my tab and left.

***

The time zone change was driving me crazy! Here it was nearly midnight and I was still wide awake. I went back to my room after Janet left and got changed into my bathing suit. I hung out on the beach for a couple of hours. The sun felt good and I even napped a little. It probably would have been better if I didn't.

I flicked through the channels again on the television, but there really wasn't that much available to watch. An island vacation sounds nice, but not when you're by yourself, can't drink and aren't looking to pick up anyone. 

Room service took its time bringing my dinner, but that was okay. I wasn't really hungry. At least the food was good when it came. I was just deciding to jump into the shower to burn some time when there was a soft knock on my door. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was just after twelve.

"I told you he'd be awake!" Marie grinned when I opened the door. 

"Hello," Dayna smiled. "We thought you might like to join us in wishing Janet a happy birthday."

"Can we come in before these two end up waking the entire hallway?" Helen sighed, but she was smiling too. I looked past her and saw Janet. She looked even better than I remembered.

"I'll take that as a yes," Helen laughed when she saw the way I was looking at Janet. The four women walked past me into my room.

"Happy birthday," I said to Janet as I shut the door.

"Thanks," she replied.

"Oh, you two can do better than that!" Marie said with a roll of her eyes, and then when neither of us said or did anything else, she looked directly at me and added, "Go ahead and give her a birthday kiss!"

My heart beat a little faster as I leaned toward Janet. She turned her cheek to me just before our lips touched. I kissed it and hid my disappointment.

"That was pathetic!" Dayna laughed. "Give her a real kiss."

"It would seem that Janet doesn't want one," I said with a shrug.

"Of course she does," Helen put in. "She's just embarrassed in front of us."

"We can fix that!" Marie said. "Goodnight."

"What?" I said in confusion.

"See you tomorrow," Dayna added.

"Have fun!" Helen grinned and then all three of them disappeared through the door.

"What was that all about?" I asked in confusion once Janet and I were alone in my room.

"It seems that my friends like your affect on me," Janet replied with a shake of her head.

"I would guess so," I said with a shake of my head.

"Sorry about this," Janet sighed. "They were all a little drunk when I found them and you should have heard what they said when they saw me! I think they planned this little visit even before we sat down to eat."

"It's fine," I smiled. "Actually, better than fine."

"Don't even think about it!" Janet said, knowingly. "They don't know that we're cousins. We do. Nothing is going to happen."

"If you say so," I shrugged. "But I'd still like to give you a real birthday kiss."

"We shouldn't," Janet said, biting her lip. "I don't want to tease you."

"Tease away," I laughed and reached for Janet. She didn't pull away despite her words and this time the kiss lasted a long time. So long in fact, that my cock stirred and hardened between us. I could feel her nipples doing the same.

"We can't!" she cried.

"Sure we can," I smiled, pulling her hard against me so she could feel my cock. I squeezed her ass with both hands.

"This is crazy!" Janet cried between kisses. "You were the one who fought harder against this happening the last time!"

"I know," I sighed. "But it's been seven years since then and I've been miserable since. So have you. Admit it."

"But our families..."

"Aren't here," I interjected. "It's just the two of us. Let's forget about everyone else for the night."

"This is so wrong!" she cried.

"I don't believe that," I said calmly, well as calmly as I could, considering. "And neither do you. It's perverted and exciting, but not really wrong despite what we were told growing up."

"We have to stop!"

I ignored her words and started kissing Janet's neck. She sighed and held me close. I slowly lifted Janet's dress as I kissed her. It was long, but eventually I got it over her hips. I slipped my hands beneath her panties and caressed her ass. Janet moaned as I pushed her underwear down far enough for them to drop to the floor.

I spun her around quickly and she gasped as I pulled her into me. One hand found the soft dark patch of hair between her legs while the other caressed and squeezed her breasts. She could feel my hardness against her ass as I kissed her neck from behind. Janet's breathing was heavy, showing me her passion.

"I want you!" I whispered into her ear a little while later. "And you want me. For tonight, that's enough."

"Yes!" she moaned, turning back around. This time she took her dress in her hands and pulled it over her head. She smiled when she saw my expression. My cousin Janet undid her bra and slipped it off her shoulders.

"You're so beautiful!" I cried as I stood there and looked at her.

"Is that all?" she asked.

"No," I laughed. "You're also hot as hell!"

"That's better," she grinned. "Now take off some of your clothes. I'm feeling a bit underdressed."

I pulled off my clothes quickly. It only took a few moments before we were both standing their naked. I'm not sure who moved first, but suddenly we were in each other's arms. We fell into the nearby bed still entangled. I could feel my body singing in response to hers.

Janet took hold of my cock and stroked it a few times before taking it into her mouth. I shifted her until I could taste her juices. She was already wet and sticky from her excitement as I fell on her pussy. My tongue danced along her lower lips and she gasped out as she continued to lick and suck my cock.

I rolled us so that I was on my back. Janet's thighs were on either side of my head. I had one hand resting on one of her thighs while the other massaged her ass. My cousin obviously liked what I was doing and I couldn't complain about her treatment of my cock.

Janet was bobbing up and down on my cock. Occasionally she'd take my entire length into her mouth and I'd groan. I start focusing on her clit when my orgasm neared.

"Oh yes!" she cried and started seriously working my cock. I pulled her pussy hard against my mouth and drove my tongue deep before pulling back and focusing on her clit again.

"I want to make you cum!" I nearly growled. "I need to make you cum!"

"Soon!" Janet groaned, and then she gasped and added, "It's been so long!" 

Janet tensed up and had an orgasm. Her juices flooded my mouth and I did the best I could to drink them down. A moment later I joined her. She refused to stop sucking my cock until I was totally spent.

"I want to do that again!" Janet laughed as she climbed off of me.

"Me too," I smiled. "But right now..."

"I know what you want," Janet interjected with a smile. "I want it to!"

Janet rolled onto her back and spread her legs. She watched me as I glanced up and down the length of her. Her pussy was pink and open, her expression full of desire. It was the most inviting sight I ever saw. I moved toward her without thought.

I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her slit. Janet's eyes were big as she leaned up and kissed me.

"You do know that I love you?" I asked. "With all my heart."

"Yes," she replied, smiling a little sadly. "And I love you too."

"I know," I smiled and pushed my cock into her depths. 

I moved slowly until I was all the way in. Janet gasped and raked her nails against my back when I hit bottom. We looked into each other's eyes and shared another kiss.

"You're mine," I said, my desire deepening my voice.

"For tonight," Janet agreed.

"No!" I growled. "For forever!" I pulled out and slammed back in to make my point.

"Take me! Love me!" Janet cried.

"I will! I do!" I replied and pulled out again.

Janet looked up into my eyes and I smiled. There was love and joy there. For the first time on this vacation she wasn't thinking about the past or the future. She was simply living the moment. It was quite a sight to behold!

"Janet!" a voice cried from the doorway as a hand rapidly banged on the door. "Open this door right now!"

"No!" I groaned in disappointment.

"That's Dayna!" Janet said in concern as she pushing against my shoulders and shifted out from under me. "Something must be wrong!"

We both got up quickly and threw on some clothes. We were barely presentable when Janet opened the door.

"What's wrong?" Janet asked in concern.

"You sick bastard!" Dayna cried as she entered the room and slapped me hard across the face.

"Dayna, calm down!" Helen cried as she and her sister followed the blond in.

"Michelle called to wish you a happy birthday," Marie put in, looking at the two of us oddly. "She felt bad that she couldn't come with us so she decided to stay awake and call you."

"Yeah!" Dayna snapped. "And imagine our surprise when we told her about an old boyfriend you bumped into and she told us that you weren't an old boyfriend. You're her cousin!"

"Can't I be both?" I asked. Dayna reared back to slap me again, but Helen stopped her this time. 

"Let's go," Dayna snapped. "We need to get her out of this pervert's room!"




Tom's Noisy Girlfriend Ch. 03



The blond led a thoroughly mortified Janet toward the door. My cousin refused to meet my eyes. My eyes darted first to Helen and then to Marie, hoping one of them would help, but neither bothered.

"Janet, I really do love you," I said softly, but I wasn't sure she heard. This did earn me an odd look from Helen. I smiled sadly. She shook her head and followed the others out of my room.

The first drink did not go down smooth, but by the time I seriously dented the mini-bar in the room I was feeling no pain. Oddly, despite the numbing affect of the alcohol, I found my pillow wet with tears just before I passed out.

***

"Go away!" I cried at whomever had the audacity to knock on my door after the night I had, but the knocking continued and I stumbled to my feet. I nearly bumped into the wall before I found the doorknob.

"Oh damn!" Helen said with a frown when she saw me. "Janet was afraid something like this would happen."

"I'm surprised she cared," I grumbled, reaching for another bottle from the mini-bar.

"Don't be an ass!" Helen snapped. "Of course she cares! She sent me, didn't she?"

"Did she?" I asked with a frown.

"Yes," Helen replied, taking the bottle from my hand. "Last night after everything calmed down and Marie and Dayna went to sleep, Janet and I had a long talk. She really does love you."

"Then why did she leave?" I asked, plopping down into the one chair in the room.

"You know why," Helen sighed, starting the small pot of coffee percolating. "You're her cousin."

"So?" I grumbled, knowing I wasn't being fair, but not really caring at the moment.

"I don't think you understand what happened after the last time you two got together at Tommy's wedding," Helen said. "Janet explained it to me last night."

"What?" I frowned.

"You left and went across the country," Helen explained. "Janet stayed and had to face everyone on her own."

"Oh," I said dumbly.

"Exactly," Helen nodded. "Her mother was the worst, but there were others. Your cousin Hank was a real jerk."

"I knew I should have kicked his ass more when we were younger," I sighed.

"Janet says his parents weren't kind either."

"I never had much use for that branch of the family," I said, shaking my head.

"It took her years to live it down," Helen continued. "She lost a bunch of friends."

"I didn't realize," I said slowly. "She didn't say anything."

"What was she supposed to say?"

"I don't know," I said, rubbing my hand through my hair. "But something. I would have come back if she asked."

"And that would have made things better?" Helen asked. I didn't bother to answer.

"How is she?" I asked, accepting the first cup of coffee.

"Okay I guess," Helen replied with a shrug. "Dayna was really pissed and her reaction reminded Janet of that last time."

"Marie wasn't much better," she continued. "My sister can be a real prude considering how many guys she's slept with."

"But you're okay with this?" I asked. I actually thought that Helen would be the worst when the ladies learned the truth.

"Not really," Helen smiled. "But Janet is my friend and she loves you. She's hurting now and I hate to see it. Besides, you can't always control who you fall in love with. My Ken is a darling man, but ten years ago if you'd asked me if I would ever fall in love with an older, balding, slightly overweight man, I would have laughed in your face."

"So, what should I do?" I asked numbly.

"I don't know," Helen replied. "That's really up to you, but I'd suggest strongly that you don't go back to drinking. It will hurt Janet too much when she finds out." I nodded in understanding and agreement.

"Do you think she'll talk to me?"

"Not right now," Helen sighed. "Give her time. Vacation is just starting."

"Do you have any idea how boring it is to be on vacation by yourself on an island?" I asked glumly.

"Not really," Helen smiled. "But isn't Janet worth it?"

"Definitely," I smiled back. "But have a heart and stop by every once in a while. I'm going to go stir crazy."

"Don't worry," Helen laughed. "I have a plan."

"What?" I asked.

"You'll see!" Helen replied, slipping out the door.

The rest of the day was one of the longest of my life. I didn't know what was worse, being so close to Janet and not being able to talk to her or being by myself with a restocked mini-bar.

"Shit!" I grumbled over and over again as the day slowly passed. I went out once to the pool. I saw Janet and the others, but Dayna and Marie quickly led her away from me. Helen smiled sadly and waved as she followed.

That night was even worse. It took me hours to fall asleep and I woke up early feeling exhausted. I took a quick shower and went downstairs for breakfast. I was just leaving the restaurant when I saw Marie, Helen and Dayna come off of the elevator. It took me a moment before I realized that Janet wasn't with them.

Helen saw me and said something to the other two. Her sister nodded. I slipped off to the side before the others noticed me. Dayna and Marie continued to the restaurant while Helen waiting at the elevator. I joined her as soon as the coast was clear.

"You look better," Helen said, and then smiling added, "At least a little."

"I'm sober, if that's what you mean," I sighed.

"Good!" Helen said. "Now, you've got twenty minutes to a half hour to talk to Janet. Make good use of it."

"Pardon?" I said as I registered her words. She looked at me and grinned. Slowing I realized what she was offering. "Thanks, but I'm not even sure I can get her to open the door to her room in that time."

"I'll handle that," Helen said as the elevator doors opened. "Follow me."

The elevator ride was the slowest and fastest in my life. I had no idea what I was going to say to Janet. I wasn't even sure how she was going to react to me. All I was certain of was that I was deeply in love with my cousin.

Helen opened the door to their room and called out to Janet. My cousin came toward the door with a frown. She was already dressed for the beach or pool with a white cover-up over her bathing suit.

"What's wrong?" Janet asked Helen.

"Nothing," her friend replied as I stepped in front of the doorway. Janet's mouth fell open and she turned a little pale.

'Well,' I thought. 'At least she didn't faint or start yelling.'

"You two have a half hour to talk. I'll stall Marie and Dayna," Helen said and then disappeared down the hall.

"Janet, will you talk to me?" I asked once we were alone. She hesitated before finally nodded. "Then let's go for a walk on the beach." Again she nodded and grabbed a sweatshirt.

We traveled down the elevator in silence. I wasn't surprised to see that her eyes were sad again, but that didn't mean I didn't hurt because of it. We slipped out of the hotel and to the beach without incident.

It was still pretty early and the beach was empty. We walked next to each other without talking. Janet would stop every once in a while and pick up a shell. The half hour was almost up and we barely said a word to each other.

"Janet," I said, stopping and facing her. "I'm sorry." She looked at me for a moment before shaking her head.

"Last night was as much my fault as yours," she said.

"That's not what I'm sorry about," I said. "I'm not sorry about any of the times we've been together. I love you and we should be together. I know it deep down and so do you, but that doesn't make it any easier."

"Then why are you sorry?" Janet asked with a frown.

"I'm sorry because each time we were together I left you alone afterward to face the repercussions of what happened," I replied. We looked at each other in silence for a few moments.

"It wasn't so bad the first time," she said sadly. "No one else knew. I was just so confused and lonely."

"Me too," I put in. "But that doesn't excuse me."

"The second time was worse," Janet said half to herself and half to me. "A lot worse."

"I thought leaving would make it better," I said glumly.

"I know," she said, smiling sadly. "That's what we agreed to on the phone, but it didn't."

"I'm sorry," I sighed.

"You already said that," Janet said, her smile becoming a little less sad.

"I'll probably be saying it a lot for the rest of our lives," I grinned.

"Don't worry about it," she said, losing her smile. "It shouldn't be all that bad. We only see each other once every few years."

"You don't understand," I said with a shake of my head. "I'm done leaving you alone. I'm not going anywhere."

"But we can't be together for real," Janet sighed. It was the same old argument that both of us were tired of. "We're cousins."

"You know," I grinned. "I learned an interesting little fact a few months ago." Janet frowned and waiting for me to explain. "Come to my room and I'll tell you about it."

"Are you crazy?" Janet said. "I'm sure Marie and Dayna are already scouring the hotel looking for us."

"So they'll find us," I shrugged. "We'll face them together."

"Won't that be a pretty scene?" Janet said sarcastically.

"Janet, do you love me?" I asked, taking her hand. She looked up into my eyes hesitantly.

"You know I do," she finally replied.

"And I love you," I smiled. "The rest doesn't matter."

"Oh yes it does!" I heard Dayna's shrill voice cry from behind me. I saw Janet's face literally blanch before I turned around and faced the woman angrily. I refused to let go of my cousin's hand despite Janet's attempts to let go of mine.

"No, it doesn't," I said firmly to the blond. Marie and Helen were behind her.

"You're a sick bastard!" Dayna cried.

"Maybe, maybe not," I shrugged. "But this isn't any of your business."

"I'm not letting you take advantage of my friend!" the blond cried. I opened my mouth to reply, but Janet interrupted.

"You know," Janet said in annoyance as she stopped trying to let go of my hand. "That's one of the worst things about this whole situation. Just about everyone assumes I'm the victim. I'm not."

"Janet, what are you saying?" Marie asked with a frown.

"Just that the truth is that I was probably more of the instigator the first two times we ended up together than he was," my cousin replied, now squeezing my hand tightly. If felt amazing. "Especially the second time. I practically had to club him over the head to get him into bed."

"You were rather randy after your brother's wedding," I joked. You don't know how good I felt when Janet actually laughed as my poor attempt at humor. This time we were together facing the ridicule and that made it bearable, possibly even laughable. 

"That's disgusting!" Dayna cried. "Cousin's shouldn't..."

"Dayna, let it go," Helen interjected. "I'm not saying it's right. I'm not saying it's wrong. All I'm saying is that it's their decision."

"I can't believe you!" Dayna cried. "I don't have to stay here and listen to this!"

"No, you don't," Janet said sadly. "Dayna, you've been a good friend. I'd hate to lose you over this, but I understand if you can't handle it."

"I'm leaving!" the blond snapped, not even hesitating. "Marie, are you coming?"

"Actually," Marie replied. "I'm just standing here trying to think if I have any single hot cousins."

"Well, there is cousin Emily," Helen put in with a grin.

"Incest and lesbianism?" Marie frowned.

"Too much?" Helen asked, fighting back her laughter.

"Maybe, maybe not," Marie replied, causing the two sisters to laugh.

"You're just as bad as they are!" Dayna snapped and then stomped off.

"Not really," Marie said more somberly to the blonde's disappearing back. "But I always hate when people get that 'holier than thou' attitude."

"You had it pretty strongly last night," Helen said pointedly.

"And I'm sorry about that," Marie said more to Janet than her sister. "You were right. I thought you were a victim, not a willing participant." She smiled briefly before adding, "Or should I say instigator?" Janet blushed and I couldn't help but laugh.

"I think we should leave these two alone to work things out," Helen said to her sister. "Let's go hang out by the pool."

"Sounds like a plan to me," Marie shrugged. "See you both later."

Janet and I watched as the sisters made their way off the beach. I shook my head as I saw them arguing about something.

"If the rest of their family is anything like them, I would love to see one of their family gathering," I smiled.

"You have no idea!" Janet laughed, but it didn't last long. She met my eyes and I think the reality of what we'd just done hit us both.

"Let's walk," I suggested. My cousin nodded a little numbly and we started drifting down the beach. 

We didn't speak. I was too shocked by what we did to know what to say. I assume Janet felt the same. We not only admitted we loved each other in public, but we also stood up to someone who ridiculed us for it. I was both elated and horrified by our audacity. Yet, both of those feelings were replaced by a deep sense of satisfaction.

I held out my hand and my heart skipped a beat when Janet took it. I looked into her eyes again and suddenly we were both smiling. We were together for the moment and it felt good!

The walk was a long one, but eventually we ended up back at the hotel. I don't think either one of us wanted the moment to end, but there was still a lot to be discussed.

"Let's go to my room and talk," I said as we entered the elevator. My cousin nodded. 

We made it to my room and I noticed that she looked very nervous as we entered. I knew I was just as nervous. It wasn't a sexual thing either. We both knew how important the next few minutes were going to be. 

I swallowed hard and tried to figure out what I should say. I knew what I wanted and I thought I knew what Janet wanted, but would we actually do it? Standing up to Dayna had felt good, but it would be a hugely different to stand up to everyone we knew, including our families. 

Besides, let's say everyone accepted us without any problems. What about the rest of it? She lived on the east coast and I lived on the west. I had a good job and a few close friends like Terry that I didn't want to lose, but what about Janet's job and her friends? 

She stayed near the family all these years despite their ridicule. Was she that attached to them that she would choose staying close to home over me? I could move home despite my job and friends, but would that be a good thing or bad? 

There were so many unanswered questions that I literally fell onto the couch as the weight of it hit me. I rubbed my hands through my hair and then looked ay my cousin Janet. She was sitting next to me. I could see that similar thoughts were going through her head. My mind spun as I opened my mouth to speak. I wasn't sure which concern to bring up first.

"You do know I love you?" The words slipped out of my mouth. Janet's worried expression disappeared and she smiled warmly and nodded.

"And I love you too," she said. I started to smile, but my cousin's expression grew sad as she continued. 

"We've both said it enough this vacation that I think it's safe to assume it's true, but that doesn't mean we should be together. I'm not sure that there is a good reason for something so crazy." Janet turned away from me as she spoke.

"How about the fact that we're both miserable when we're apart?" I asked. 

"Do you think we'd be any less miserable if we were together?" she asked in reply, still looking away.

"You know we would," I said softly, grabbing her chin and turning her face toward me.

"Don't!" she cried, but her eye said different.

I leaned forward slowly, giving her a chance to pull away if she really wanted to. Janet's eyes were locked with mine. My lips brushed hers and we both froze for a moment before sinking into a passion filled kiss. Janet accepted my tongue into her mouth willingly. 

She stiffened slightly when my hand cupped one of her breasts, but a moment later her body relaxed and I felt her hand rubbing against my cock through my pants. I started pulling off her top.

"This isn't going to help!" she moaned.

"You're joking, right?" I asked. "We both need this so badly that it can't do anything but help!"

"Are we sure?" she asked, momentarily stopping me.

"Absolutely," I said as I stood, held out my hand and smiled down at her. Janet returned my smile tentatively and took my hand. 

I helped her up and led her to my bed. We stopped at the edge and faced each other. I started removing her clothes. My cousin reached out and did the same for me. It wasn't long before we were both naked. We looked at each other in sudden tension. I laughed and picked her up.

"Hey!" she cried as I literally threw her onto the bed. I quickly followed behind her. She tried to escape, but I grabbed her ankle and pulled her back until she was under me. I rolled my cousin onto her back and looked into her eyes.

"Don't even think about trying to escape me!" I said, letting her see my desire. Her eyes grew big as she looked up at me. I kissed her once passionately, but only briefly before adding, "You're mine now!"

"For today," she agreed after a moment's hesitation.

"No Janet," I said confidently as I slowly pushed the head of my cock into her. Janet gasped as I added, "For forever." The words spooked her badly.

"That's crazy!" she cried, struggling to get out from under me again.

I refused to let her up. In the end, her struggles didn't do much but sink my cock deeper. My cousin eventually stopped fighting and looked up into my eyes. I smiled down at her.

"The last time, at my brother's wedding, we agreed to be with each other until we found the right person. Can't we can go back to that agreement?" she asked desperately.

"No," I said with a shake of my head, but I was smiling and working my cock slowly in and out of her as I added, "I've already found the right person and so have you. We're meant to be together."

"But we're cousins!" she cried.

"That didn't bother you before," I said carefully, pushing a little deeper and feeling her tighten slightly.

"Of course it bothered me!" she snapped, but then moaned and wrapped her legs around me, pulling me even deeper.

"I can tell!" I laughed, enjoying the feel of my cock buried inside my cousin. I picked up the pace and Janet moaned again.

"You..." she cried, but was unable to finish her thought. She tried again, but gave up as my thrusts became more insistent. She moaned and finally said, "Talk...later!"

"If you say so," I smiled. "But it isn't going to change anything."

Janet frowned briefly, but then lost herself to the moment. I leaned down and kissed her. My cousin's tongue pushed into my mouth and danced there madly. She actually came a few minutes later. I hadn't realized that she was so close to her orgasm, but that didn't stop me from enjoying it.

I watched her face with a deep sense of satisfaction as she came. I didn't let up and kept stroking in and out of her until her orgasm subsided. Our kissing grew gentle after that and I slowly my pace slightly, but I didn't stop it all together.

"You are so amazing!" she groaned when her body started responding again. 

She was holding onto my shoulder as I picked up the pace again. It was only a couple of minutes later when her next orgasm threatened. I wasn't really surprised at how quickly she was ready to cum again. That's just what happens when Janet and I were together. My own orgasm was growing near as well.

"It's not me," I smiled. "We've had this discussion before. It's the perversion of being together. We're cousins and we're fucking. It's wrong and incest, but it drives us both crazy!"

"No!" Janet gasped out in denial. "It's you!"

"If you say so," I smiled. "Of course, if that's true then it's you too."

"I don't care what or who it is!" she cried. "Cum in me!" I looked down and saw her eyes flash in desire and lust.




Tom's Noisy Girlfriend Ch. 03



"Gladly!" I growled and leaned forward to kiss her again. This time I stroked in and out of her in earnest.

"Oh yes!" my cousin cried.

"I'm going to cum!" I groaned a moment later.

"Do it!" she cried. "Fill me! I want to feel your cum inside of me!"

I grunted and slammed into her once more before my orgasm took me. My cousin screamed and had another orgasm that seemed to last forever as I filled her pussy to overflowing. She shivered and shook under me for a long time. I didn't mind. I was fighting to recover myself. I rolled off of Janet after we were both done and she shifted on the bed to rest her head on my shoulder.

"See," I smiled. "We were meant to be together."

"Just because the sex is incredible," she sighed. "That doesn't mean we should spend the rest of our lives together."

"Of course not," I said, gently playing with her hair. "We should spend the rest of our lives together because we love and need each other. The incredible sex is just an added bonus."

"I wish we could," she said softly.

"We can," I smiled, reaching over to the small table next to the bed and opening it. I pulled out the small box I put there earlier. Janet tilted her head and saw what I was doing. Suddenly she was sitting up and facing me nervously.

"What's that?" she asked.

"The rest of your birthday present," I smiled, handing it to her.

My cousin sat there staring at the box momentarily. I watched her and fought hard not to laugh. She looked frightened, but also excited. She knew what it was. I could see that in her eyes. Janet just wasn't sure what to do with it.

"Go ahead," I urged. "Open it."

She did very slowly. Her eyes misted up despite her expectation when she saw the engagement ring.

"It's beautiful," she said. "I wish I could accept it."

"You have to," I smiled. "I bought it for you."

"It's an engagement ring," she said in confusion.

"I know," I laughed gently.

"But we can't get married," Janet said, a tear falling down her cheek. I stopped laughing and wiped it from her face.

"Do you love me?" I asked. Janet looked at me and smiled despite her tears.

"With all my heart," she replied. "You already know that, but it doesn't mean we can get married."

"Why?"

"Because we're cousins!" she cried in reply.

"Hypothetically, would you marry me if we weren't cousins?" I asked. I felt a lump in my throat as I waited for her reply. Janet leaned toward me and kissed me gently.

"Yes," my cousin said as she broke away from me. Her tears were flowing freely now.

"Good!" I said, kissing her again. Janet actually smiled despite her tears.

"I can't believe we are lying naked together in bed and talked about this!" she said with a shake of her head.

"Why not?" I asked. "It's our future. You can't deny that we need and love each other."

"But..." Janet began.

"Oh, I know we were brought up to believe our loving each other is wrong and sick, but that doesn't change the fact that we do," I interjected.

"I know," she said softly.

"Then won't you please marry me?" I asked. Janet opened her mouth to answer, but I placed my finger against her lips and silenced her before adding, "This question isn't hypothetical. It's not a 'what if' like the last one. I want you to answer the question honestly."

"You're actually doing it!" she said in amazement. "You're actually asking me to marry you."

"What else can I do?" I shrugged. "I love you and want to make you my wife." I kissed her again briefly before adding, "You need to know something before you give me an answer."

"What?" she frowned.

"If you say yes, I will marry you," I said. "Believe it or not, even though we were brought up to think it's wrong, cousins can actually get married."

"What?" she cried, wiping her tears and trying to see me more clearly.

"Your brother told me and I checked," I smiled, handing her a corner of the sheet. Janet took it numbly as I added, "It turns out he's right."

"Oh my God!" Janet cried forgetting about the sheet and her tears. I couldn't tell if her reaction was just shock or happiness as well. I was betting an awful lot on the latter.

"So, I'll ask again," I said, swallowing hard. "Will you marry me?"

Janet was crying again, but she was also smiling. She took the ring from its box and handed it to me. I thought she was saying no for a moment and my heart jumped into my mouth, but instead she said, "Please put it on my finger. I'm too excited to do it myself!"

"Is that a yes?" I asked.

"Of course it's a yes!" she laughed. "Now put the ring on before I wake up!"

"It's not a dream," I said as I grabbed her hand and put the engagement ring on her. She looked at her hand for a moment and then kissed me.

"I know," she said as we broke apart. "But after so many years it feels like it is!"

"You're telling me?" I grinned, and then added, "So what do you want to do now?"

"Well, the last time I got engaged the first thing I did was tell my parents," she said.

"It's probably best to do that in person," I grimaced.

"I agree," she said, actually laughing. "Besides, after how well the last marriage went, it makes sense to do things differently."

"Okay, so calling family is out," I smiled. "What else could we do?"

"Oh, there are a thousand things to do and discuss," she replied. "But I think for right now the best thing to do is make up for lost time."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.

"What do you think?" Janet smiled sexily and reached under the covers. My eyes grew momentarily big before I grinned and reached for her. This was the Janet I remembered! 

"That sounds like a great idea!" I laughed.

"Good!" Janet said rolling over and straddling my hips.

I watched as she rubbed the head of my cock back and forth over her moistening pussy. Her face was flushed and excited when I finally became hard enough to slip in.

"This is one hell of a thank you for the ring," I joked.

"This is just the beginning!" she said, squeezing down on my cock with her muscles. I couldn't help myself. I groaned. She smiled and added, "We're going to be doing this a lot to make up for our time apart."

"Seven years worth?" I asked excitedly.

"Actually, thirteen," she answered. "I'm counting since the first time we were together."

"We can't make up for thirteen years apart!" I laughed.

"You want to bet?" she asked, smiling seductively. Janet leaned forward and kissing me.

"No thanks!" I said between kisses. "I'm all for giving it our best shot!"

Janet rested her hands on my chest and started slowly bouncing up and down. I reached out and caressed her breasts. Despite the building need for sexual release, my cousin kept looking at the engagement ring with an expression that warmed a spot deep in my heart.

"I still can't believe it!" she said with a shake of her head.

"It's real," I smiled, meeting her eyes. "All of it. We really are getting married and we really are going to live happily ever after." 

My cousin leaned forward and kissed me again before sitting back up and picking up the pace.

"And I really am going to make love to you all night!" she smiled sexily. I didn't bother asking her if she was serious. I knew my cousin Janet. This was going to a long and very satisfying night!

She rode me for a few more minutes until I felt my orgasm nearing. I groaned and grabbed her hips before arching my back and slamming up into her. She cried out and then dropped down on me even harder. We thrust together on the next stroke and it actually hurt for a moment, but after that we were both too busy cumming to notice. 

"Yes!" Janet cried. "I love you so much!"

"You're mine forever!" I cried in return as she drenched my cock with her juices. I was surprised at how long I came. Janet's pussy was filled to overflowing before I was done.

"I could lay here forever," she sighed a few moments later. Janet was resting her head on my shoulder. Her body was a pleasant weight on my chest.

"Yes, you could," I said and she hugged me for a moment before rolling off.

"And I will," she said. "Later."

"And right now?" I asked.

"Right now I need a shower," she replied and got out of bed. She was halfway toward the bathroom before she paused, looked over her shoulder and asked, "Are you coming?"

"Of course," I smiled. "But I wanted to watch you get there first."

"Still a pervert I see," she grinned. "Staring at your cousin's ass like that!"

"Janet," I said with a slow shake of my head. "I could watch any part of you and be happy."

She smiled happily and then turned back toward the bathroom. I noticed that despite my words she shook her ass a little more as she went. I felt a jolt of excitement reach my cock.

"Okay, so I'm a pervert!" I laughed to myself as I stood and followed her into the bathroom.

Janet was leaning forward and regulating the water. I couldn't resist. I moved behind her and caressed her ass cheeks. My cousin wasn't really surprised. In fact, she spread her legs a little more.

"So now who's the pervert?" I asked, continuing to rub her ass.

"I don't know what you're talking about," she smiled, staying in the position long after the water was the right temperature.

I let one hand slip down to her pussy while the other continued to focus on her ass. Janet had a very nice one. My cousin bit her bottom lip and spread her legs even further apart. This time neither of us commented.

My cousin let me play for a few minutes, but I could tell she was a little awkward standing like that. She didn't really have anything to hold on to. I looked around and saw the vanity. It looked stable enough and there was a large mirror.

I surprised my cousin when I moved back and stopped touching her. She turned quickly and I saw the desire in her eyes. I kissed her and her tongue quickly found my mouth. The kiss was passionate, but short lived. I pulled away and pushed her gently toward the vanity. Janet saw it and quickly understood what I wanted. She smiled sexily and leaned against it, sticking her ass out once more.

"Is this what you want?" she asked, looking at me through the mirror. 

I didn't bother to answer. I took a step toward her and then paused, another thought coming to mind. I leaned back and reached into the shower, turning off the cold water.

"Aren't I steamy enough for you?" my cousin asked.

"More than enough!" I half growled moving toward her.

"Then show it!" Janet cried. I smiled and got behind her. I wanted her ass so bad that it almost hurt, but I knew it would be better if I took my time.

Janet moaned loudly when my tongue found her pussy. I was holding her ass cheeks wide to give me better access. The two globes felt marvelous in my hands and I massaged them hard. My cousin simply moaned louder.

I started licking up and down the length of Janet's pussy. I let my tongue drift higher and my cousin gasped when it touched her ass.

"You sick bastard!" she moaned. "Don't you dare stop!"

I focused on her ass for a while, getting it good and ready. Janet loved every moment of it! She gasped and cried out every so often. After a while she moaned, "You really do love my ass, don't you?"

"Everything about it!" I groaned. "Especially the tan lines you're developing." 

"So my ass isn't too pale?" she teased.

"Janet, it could be pink with polka dots and it would still be perfect," I laughed.

"Good!" she cried. "Then please stop playing around and take it!"

"If you insist," I growled as I stood behind her. I pushed my cock into her soaked pussy. Janet cried out as she watched my expression through the mirror.

"That's not my ass!" she moaned.

"No," I admitted as I pulled my cock out and lined it up with her ass. "But this is!" I forced the head of my cock past the opening to her ass.

"Oh fuck!" she cried. "I forgot how much your big cock hurts in my ass!"

"Do you want me to stop?" I asked in concern.

"Don't you dare!" she cried. I smiled, shook my head and then pushed forward. Janet moaned loudly and added, "Go slow! Please go slow!"

It took quite a while for me to work the entire length of my cock into her ass. It obviously hurt a little, but if anything, Janet seemed to enjoy that even more. The perverted bitch!

"I'm all the way in," I sighed, looking into the steamy mirror and meeting my cousin's eyes.

"Thank God!" she cried. 

Her hair was damp and her body slick with water vapor from the running hot shower. She looked like a goddess and I told her so. Janet smiled briefly, but then moaned and squeezed down on my cock.

"Oh fuck!" I groaned, causing Janet to smile again. Of course, that only lasted until I pulled halfway out of her ass and pushed back in.

"Yes!" she cried. "Take my ass!"

"Okay," I grinned and pulled out and pushed in again. I shifted my hands so that they were holding her breasts. I squeezed and pinched the nipples. Janet's moans became even louder.

Our eyes locked through the mirror. It became so steamy after a while that Janet took a moment to wipe a spot on it with her hand so that we could continue to look at each other. It wasn't a perfect view, but the desire and need in her expression was more than enough to drive me crazy. I don't know what my cousin saw in my look, but it seemed to make her more excited as well.

I was slamming into her ass hard not long afterward and Janet was holding on to the vanity with both hands. It had been a long time since I had a woman's ass and Janet's was so tight!

"You need to play with your pussy!" I demanded.

"You're close?" Janet asked knowingly.

"Very!" I growled, squeezing her breasts hard and then dropping my hands to her hips. Janet groaned and smiled.

"That's it!" she cried as she let go of the vanity with one hand and started playing with her pussy. I held her hips to help keep her stable. Okay, I held her hips because it felt amazing! The stability part was just an added bonus.

"Do you want me to cum in or on your ass?" I asked, already knowing the answer, but wanting to hear her say it.

"In!" she cried. "Cum in my ass!"

"Are you sure?" I teased.

"Please!" my cousin cried. "Fill my ass with your cum!" After that we were both too excited to talk. 

I rode Janet's ass as hard and I could. She loved every second of it! I'm not sure who came first or if we started together, but our orgasms took us close enough that we were shuddering and shaking together for what seemed like minutes. Janet all but collapsed on the vanity afterward and I was so spent that I had difficulties not crushing her underneath.

"You're a bad influence on me," Janet smiled when we both were finally on our feet again.

"How's that?" I asked, going back to the shower and putting the cold water back on. The room was pretty foggy. Janet moved to the wall and put on the fan as she answered.

"Well, just being with you makes me perverted," she said conversationally. "Incest and all that. But we're barely engaged and already I've let you take my ass while I played with myself."

"Sodomy and masturbation," I smiled.

"Exactly!" she cried with a grin.

"Well," I said. "Look at it this way. Sodomy actually includes oral sex as well as anal, so basically we're not nearly as unique in this perversion as we probably think. As for masturbation, well as the old saying goes, 'everyone does it'."

"In front of someone else?" Janet asked, fighting back her laughter.

"Only the lucky ones," I grinned.

"And what about incest?" she asked, no longer bothering to hide her laughter.

"I'm sure it's more common then some people think," I answered. "But then again, we're actually following through and getting married."

"Yes, we are," Janet said softly as her laughter died. 

I was worried that she was having second thoughts, but then I saw her look at the ring on her finger. Her expression was too obvious to do anything but make me smile.

We slipped into the shower together and with the exception of one or two kisses, actually focused on getting clean. I took my time washing Janet's hair. She seemed to appreciate it a great deal.

We dried each other thoroughly, taking our time at the best parts as one might expect. My cousin and I left the bathroom laughing. Her expression was joyous and satisfied. I'm guessing mine looked similar. I certainly felt that way.

Janet sat me down on the bed and dropped to her knees in front of me. She smiled lovingly and then took my cock in her hand. She stroked it a couple of times before opening her mouth and brushing the head of my cock with her tongue.

"More sodomy!" I joked.

"Shut up!" she laughed. "You big jerk!"

"Yes dear," I said in a tone husbands have used since the beginning of time. 

Janet laughed even harder and had to stop what she was doing until it passed. Thankfully, she did return to it afterward. This time I stayed quite. I didn't want her to stop again!

I noticed Janet watching my expression as she took care of my cock. I smiled and shook my head every once in a while. I felt amazingly lucky to have her in my life. I opened my mouth to say it, but my cousin reached up and placed her fingers over my lips. She wasn't really trying to stop me. I could tell from her expression that what she was trying to say was that the words weren't necessary. I don't know how I knew that, but I did.

My cousin continued her actions and my thoughts turned more lustful. How could they not? Janet was a beautiful woman and she was focused on giving me pleasure. I took hold of her head and started stroking into her mouth. Janet smiled knowingly and shifted around so that she could take my entire length down her throat.

I groaned louder and louder as my orgasm neared. My cousin reached below my cock and squeezed gently.

"Fuck yeah!" I cried and started spraying my cum into her mouth. 

Janet smiled contently and drank it all down. I lay there panting afterward as my cousin climbed onto the bed. It took me a while to regain control of myself. I turned toward her once I did. 

She was lying on her side with one hand rubbing her breasts and the other between her legs. Janet saw my expression and smiled happily.

"My turn?" she asked.

"Definitely," I replied, shifting her onto her back and falling between her legs.

I took my time. I used my tongue and lips to drive her to the brink over and over again without letting her go over. Janet loved every moment of it! I found out that her inner thighs were surprisingly sensitive and took advantage of the knowledge mercilessly.

I knew Janet had enough when she grabbed a handful of my hair with each hand and refused to let me back away. I shifted my tongue's action to overdrive and worked her clit as fast as I could. I even reached up as best I could and squeezed her breasts.

"Cumming!" she cried as her orgasm literally lifted her off the bed. 

Her juices sprayed into my mouth and I drank them down happily. It was a great feeling to make any woman cum as hard as that, but for it to be the woman you wanted to spend the rest of your life with was incredible!

"Wow!" Janet sighed afterward. "You're really are good at that."

"So are you," I smiled and rolled on top of her.

"You can't be serious?" she asked, but she was smiling. "I'm spent!"

"I thought you wanted to make up for thirteen years?" I asked, looking down into her eyes.

"I did say that, didn't I?" she grinned and reached between us. Janet took hold of my cock and directed the head to her still soaked pussy. I pushed in and we both sighed contently.

"We really are perfect for each other," I smiled.

"Yes, we are," she replied. 

I leaned down and kissed my cousin and soon to be wife. Janet wrapped her hands around my neck and returned my kiss with a look I'll remember forever.

***

The gently breeze off the ocean felt good as I lay on the beach waiting for the ladies to return. It was a beautiful day and I felt blessed. Yes, I know that's corny, but that's exactly how I felt! 




Tom's Noisy Girlfriend



Janet moaned into my mouth. She could not lie still as I fucked her. I used my body to hold her in place while my cousin used her legs to pull me as deep as possible with each thrust.

I wanted desperately to hold off my eminent orgasm so that I could enjoy the moment longer, but I knew it was impossible. The only reason I held off this long was because I wanted my cousin to get the release she so desperately needed as well.

Thankfully, Janet's entire body convulsed in orgasm a few moments later. Our cries of release were muffled by our mouths as I pulled out and joined her. My cum sprayed over her stomach and chest. We lay next to each other gasping for air once we both were done. 

"That was a one time mistake," Janet said once we both calmed down.

"Yes, it was. We shouldn't do that again," I agreed. She was resting her head on my chest, gently rubbing my softening dick. I was using one of my hands to caress her right thigh. Neither of us was trying to excite each other again. We were just too tired. At least that's what I thought until Janet rolled on top of me and started slowly rubbing the head of my cock back and forth on her pussy.

"Janet!" I cried in surprise, but she place two fingers on my mouth to silence me.

"Tomorrow we act like this never happened, but tonight I need to feel this monster of yours in me one more time," she said. I nodded, but wasn't sure I could perform again. I needn't have worried. Janet was one very hot woman. A man would have to be dead not to react to her doing what she was to me.

She slipped my cock into her pussy once it was hard. I played with her tits as she slowly bounced up and down. My cousin and I were both sweating badly. Obviously, the air condition only worked in the bathroom. I didn't mind. Janet was any man's wet dream as she sat there, sweat covered and bouncing. 

Her hair was damp and beads of sweat dripped from her face and nipples. I wanted badly to kiss her and taste her excitement, but I didn't want to stop her from what she was doing either. I would remember the sight for the rest of my life.

Janet finally made the decision for me when she leaned forward and kissed me. I could taste the salt as I drove my cock up into my cousin. Her sweat covered chest mashed against mine as we slipped and slide our way toward orgasm.

"Are you on the pill?" I gasped out when I was able to pull my lips from hers.

"Yes!"

"Thank God!" I cried as I thrust up into her and came. I started shaking as I slammed into her, depositing more of my cum with each stroke. Janet used her arms to hold herself up. Her breasts were hanging only inches from my mouth. I bit one salt covered nipple gently and Janet started spasming and didn't stop for some time.

We rolled onto our sides still embracing and fell asleep without another word.

***

Janet and I spent the next day acting as if nothing happened. That didn't stop me from waffling between guilt for sleeping with my cousin and utter bliss at what we shared. It was a long day and I was happy when it was over.

That night we convinced Tina and Tom to go to the pool for at least a couple of hours. They weren't happy, but finally agreed. We had to threaten Tom by telling him that if he came back early, we'd insist on going back to his mother's plan for the room arrangements. We thought it only fair that he and Tina be the ones without sleep for once. 

We quickly fell into an uncomfortable silence when Tom and Tina left for the pool. It was beginning to feel almost painful when Janet decided to take a shower. I thought to try and fall asleep quickly while she was out of the room, but instead I found myself standing in the bathroom watching my cousin shower.

I couldn't remember how I got there. The last thing I recalled was putting on the television. Janet didn't notice me at first. I told myself to turn around and leave, but instead I found myself stripping off my clothes and opened the shower door. My cousin seemed a little surprised, but not really shocked.

"I thought last night was a one time thing?" she asked.

"It was."

"No, I'm serious," she said, but she licked her lips and kept glanced at my cock. I stepped into the shower, shut the door, took the soap from her hands, and started washing her shoulders.

"Janet, last night should have never happened, but it did. I can't pretend it didn't and I can't pretend that I don't want it to again," I said as my hands drifted down to her back and hips. She leaned against the wall and I reached around her and caressed her breasts with my soap-covered hands. Janet bit her lip.

"But we're cousins!" she said, however she didn't stop me from touching her.

"Yes, we are, and I'll always love you that way. But, you're also a beautiful woman. I don't expect this to go on forever, but I can't see me keeping my hands off of you for the rest of this week," I said honestly. Her nipples stood at full attention as I concentrated on them. Janet gasped. 

"But, its so wrong!" she said unconvincingly.

"Probably, but you're the one who started this," I said with a grin. "Besides, do you want to stop?" 

"No!" she cried. I spun her around and we started kissing. Her hands found my cock and started stroking it. I handed her the soap. She grinned and used it on my dick.

She continued to fondle me for the next ten minutes while I focused on her nipples. We were kissing for most of that time. Finally, I couldn't take it any longer so I broke the kiss and stepped back.

"Janet, if you keep that up much longer, I'm going to cum," I gasped. She didn't say a word. My cousin simply dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth. She concentrated on the head for a while before slowly swallowing my entire length. I exploded when her chin hit my nuts. She licked and sucked until there was no more cum available.

Instead of moving away afterward, she began to focus on my balls. I realized how wild my cousin was when I felt her tongue briefly tickle my ass. My cock jumped and started to get hard again. Janet let it slip from her mouth when I was once again ready.

She stood, turned around and leaned against one of the walls. My cousin arched her back and thrust her ass toward me. I happily got behind her and thrust my cock into her pussy. I reached around and twisted her nipples gently at first. Janet moaned so I did it a little harder. She moaned a little louder. This went onto until she came. I had to hold her up.

We heard Tom and Tina enter the next room while we were drying each other. We were not surprised to hear them going at it almost at once. Janet and I laughed as we finished drying and got ready for bed. 

My cousin rested her head on my shoulder when we finally lay down. For the first time we were both comfortable in bed. All the tension was gone.

"I told you at the pool that my ex-boyfriend Gary was the only one before you," Janet said softly. I nodded. "I didn't realize what it could be like."

"What do you mean?" I asked. Janet looked embarrassed, but she answered.

"Well, skipping the obvious fact that you're better looking and the not so obvious fact that you're a lot bigger where it counts, it's just so much better with you." I shrugged.

"I've only slept with two or three others myself, but you are far more beautiful, not to mention hotter, then any of them."

"You think that's it?" she asked. I could have left it at that, but I knew it wasn't the entire truth.

"Well, it's certainly a large part of it," I answered with a smile. Janet returned it.

"What is the rest of it?"

"There is also the fact that since we know and love each other, we're not shy about enjoying ourselves."

"And..." she prompted. I sighed and laughed. Janet knew me too well.

"Janet, we are cousins and we can't stop fucking each other. This is far more perverted then anything else either one of us has ever done."

"Yes, that's it," she agreed. "It's giving me a sense of freedom to let my imagination and fantasies run wild. I've always wanted to take a shower with a man, but I never had the guts to ask Gary. I was afraid of what he might think or say." This time I was the one who realized not everything was being said.

"Janet, whatever it is, just ask. I'll let you know if I really don't like it."

"Gary didn't believe in giving oral sex," she blurted out, obviously embarrassed. 

"It that all," I laughed gently and then moved under the covers. Janet giggled at first, but stopped suddenly when my tongue found her pussy. Her legs fell open.

"Thank you!" she gasped.

"No, thank you," I replied. "I've wanted to do this since the first time I smelled your excitement."

"Oh, yeah!" she cried. I took my time, not wanting to rush her first experience with receiving oral sex. I used all of the tricks one of my previous girlfriends taught me.

Janet held my head against her pussy as she neared her orgasm. I latched onto her clit and she started cumming at once. It was quite some time before she stopped. Janet had to bury her face in a pillow to muffle her screams.

I rolled her onto her stomach and pushed my cock into her once again when she was done. She was soaked and I slipped in easily, but she lay still as she recovered. I was thinking about stopping because I was unsure she was enjoying herself, but my cousin took that moment to lift herself to her hands and knees. She turned toward me and bit her lower lip as I thrust into her.

"Harder!" she demanded. I held her hips and slammed into her. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer as I watched her tits sway and ass shiver with each thrust. I moved one of my hands to her asshole and gently messaged it.

"Oh, that's so naughty!" she cried, and then gasped out, "Don't stop! I'm going to cum again!"

"Me too!" I replied as I shoved a finger deep into her ass and my cock deeper into her pussy. I came inside my cousin's pussy while it contracted in orgasm.

"I can't wait until tomorrow night," Janet said with a grin, once we were able to speak again.

"You're insatiable! I don't think I can survive a whole week. You're going to kill me!" I teased.

"Yes, but what a way to die!" Janet teased back. I pulled her into a kiss. She felt my cock stir after a few minutes.

"Don't you dare! You're crazy!" she snapped and then laughed.

"Once more?" I asked. Janet shook her head and stopped laughing.

"Now who is insatiable?" 

"I can't help it," I smiled. "Everything about you turns me on."

"We can't," she replied, but then reading my expression she added, "It's not that I don't want to, but I'm sore after two days of taking that monster. I don't want to ruin tomorrow."

"Okay," I said, but then my eyes drifted down to her ass and I got an idea. I hesitated bringing it up a moment longer because the last girl I asked about it nearly tore my head off. It was the last time we slept together.

"Um, Janet," I said tentatively.

"Yes?"

"You seemed to enjoy my playing with your ass before," I hinted.

"Absolutely not!" she snapped as she looked down as my dick. I sighed, but before I could apologize for suggesting it, she continued. "I did enjoy what you did, but there is no way that monster is going to fit into my ass!"

"So, it's not that you think it's dirty and gross. You're just worried about getting hurt," I said in realization. 

"Well, I do think it's dirty, but that's a bit of a turn on to me," she admitted with a grin.

"Well then, let's try something. You can stop me at anytime," I said and placed her on her back. Janet tensed up, but did not stop me.

"Hey! I thought you were going to give that a rest?" she said as my tongue found her clit.

"I am, but I want to put you in the right mood first." Janet just sighed and then groaned. I could feel her relaxing. I let my tongue drift down to her ass once she was really enjoying herself.

"Naughty! Naughty!" she gasped with a grin. She fought back a groan when I pushed my tongue in deep.

"That's so dirty!" she cried, but instead of stopping me she held her legs up and open. It gave me far better access to her ass. I slipped one finger in to loosen her up. She tensed at first, but relaxed when I used my other hand to caress her clit. My mouth bounced between the two.

"Put another one in!" she demanded. I grinned and did just that. Janet obviously liked the feeling no matter how frightened she felt.

"Dot it now!" she cried. I moved until the head of my cock was at the entrance to her ass. I pushed it in and Janet gasped.

"Slowly!" she gasped. I continued to message her clit and push a little more in every time she seemed ready.

"I feel so full!" she gasped. I leaned forward and kissed her. Her tongue thrust into my mouth wildly.

"Now the rest!" she demanded.

"Are you sure?" I asked. There were still a couple of inches not in her ass.

"Yes!" 

I tried to move slowly, but Janet released her legs long enough to pulled me hard into her. I covered her mouth with my own as she cried out and remained motionless until she was ready.

"It feels like someone shoved a pole up my ass!" she cried, and then panting added, "Start moving." I did.

"How is that?" I asked.

"Faster," she panted and I did just that. She repeated her demand every few minutes. Soon I was holder her legs up and fucking her ass with everything I had. Janet was one constant groan as she used her hands to hold the pillow against her mouth. Her eyes continued to watch me.

"Play with yourself!" I demanded, wanting her to orgasm. Janet's eyes flashed as one hand moved from the pillow to her pussy. In moments, she was strumming her clit like mad. She never broke eye contact with me. 

Janet's eyes bulged as she started to orgasm. I slammed in one last time and sprayed my cum deep inside her ass. She used both hands on the pillow once more as she screamed. I pulled it away and used my mouth instead. It took quite a while for us to calm down.

We could still hear Tom and Tina going at it, but this time we were easily able to ignore them. We both jumped into the shower to rinse off. We kissed a little before Janet kicked me out.

"Not again," she said seriously, but she was smiling to take the sting off her words. I nodded. I doubted even she could get me up again tonight anyway. I was actually a little sore myself.

"Oh great!" she snapped as she exited the bathroom and walked toward the bed.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm going to be walking funny all day tomorrow," she replied with a grimace.

"And your mother has a busy schedule planned," I teased.

"I will get you for that!" she growled. I think she was half serious.

"You regret doing it?" I asked. She frowned, but shook her head.

"No," she said with a sigh. "It was wild, but it's not something I'd do all the time. Especially not with my crazy mother around planning long walks."

"Maybe you could tell her you feel sick tomorrow," I offered. 

"Not my mother. If there is no temperature, you're not sick."

"You are twenty-one. You could just tell her you want a day of rest."

"And hurt her feelings? Never. My mother has been planning this vacation all year." Janet joined me in the bed as we spoke. The room was so warm that we were able to lie on top of the sheet. This was a good thing considering the shape of the sheet underneath.

"What about you? You could tell my mother you want a break," she suggested. 

"I like the company too much," I said. This earned me another kiss, but it was quick. "Besides, what would be the fun without you?" Janet smiled and lay her head on my shoulder. I watched as my cousin fell asleep. She looked so innocent.

Instead of falling asleep, I found myself shaking my head in amazement as I thought about the last two nights. The vacation wasn't even half over and I wondered what else Janet and I would share before it ended. 

I finally felt myself starting to drift off to sleep some time later. I moved until I was spooning Janet once again. My cousin sighed in her sleep and I gently kissed her hair. 

I was unsurprised to hear Tina cry out from the next room. Instead of being angry, I just smiled. After all, it was Tom's noisy girlfriend who brought Janet and I together.