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Life Really Sucks

By: genealguy



I, Bill Wilson had just landed at Minneapolis/ St. Paul airport after finishing four grueling years of military duty. The good news is I was never in combat. The sad news is we were sequestered in a dusty corner of Africa. We had been sent there for a 'peacekeeping' mission. There was never a need for that. The army kept us there because that area of Africa is very unstable. There were all too many cases of revolution, wars, refugees, raping and pillaging. We were supposedly under U. N. control, but were never called upon. We did, however, do a lot of infrastructure work; wells, roads, housing and such.

Due to the nature of our assignment, no one was given leave to go home the whole time. I had not seen my family for almost four years. I knew there would be changes in them as in me. I had grown probably 3 or 4 inches and gained almost 40 pounds. That is not a bad thing; I was quite thin at 18. Now I carried a pretty good physique. I had been able to talk to my family on rare occasions and of course there was always the mail. We had no internet connection. Heck many of the locals had no electricity.

I hadn't told my family I was coming home I wanted to surprise them. As I walked to baggage I thought of my mother and sister. Julie would be 18 now and had graduated high school in June. I wondered what she looked like now. When I left she was 14 and a diminutive little thing. I had always looked after her ever since she was hurt in a bicycle accident when she was 8. My father never entered my thoughts. He had separated from Mom when he reached 42 years of age, bought a new Corvette, and began dating an 18yo Analyst at work. Mom finally divorced him last year. The judge was lenient with him; he paid $500 a month for everything. That left Mom with the necessity to work. I planned on getting a job and helping her.

When I climbed from the taxi in front of the house, I was dismayed to find it had lost much of its charm. Neglect was everywhere. I carried my duffel bag to the porch and unlocked the door. I had kept my key and was now glad. No one was home. I had no idea where they might be so I dropped my things in my old room. Some stored items had been added but the bed was still good and I could at least walk around. I made the bed, put up some of my clothes, and showered. I dressed in khakis with no shirt. I went to the kitchen and searched for nourishment. Another disappointment; there was very little food in the pantry and fridge. Things must be tighter than I thought.

I heard voices outside and went to the door concealing my self but looking out. Four teen-age girls were coming up the walk. One told the others she would be a minute. I stood away from the door. As she came in she was looking behind her still talking. After she was inside she turned and saw me.

"Aieeeeeeee!" she shrieked. I picked her up and kissed her lips. She struggled, yelling and threatening to kill me. I threw her over my shoulder and carried her into the family room where I lay her on the couch. She immediately came up and started banging me with her fists screaming for help. Her friends had entered the foyer but stood there gaping. I again picked her up and kissed her. Then I held her out and shook her a bit. She stopped screaming and looked at me her hair in disarray. I smiled; she did not.

"Who the fucking hell are you?" she yelled.

I said, "I used to live here."

"Oh yeah? When?"

"For 18 years until four years ago."

She stopped struggling and thought a bit. Suddenly, recognition came.

"Billy? Is that you?"

"Sure is Julie. Sorry I startled you."

She hugged my neck tightly and wrapped her legs about my waist. I drank her in; her appearance, her smells, the softness of her hair. My 'little' sister had grown up. She kissed my cheek then pulled back in my arms to look at me.

"Damn Boy, I sure didn't recognize you!"

"Same here Baby. You're so grown up. I wouldn't have known you except you were the first one to come in."

She hugged me again and nestled into my neck. I held her tightly feeling her mature body pressed to mine. I turned toward her friends who were staring.

"Uh Julie you might want to acknowledge these young women."

"Oh shit I forgot."

She dropped from my arms leaving an empty spot. She folded into my side her arm about my waist.

"Girls this is my big brother Billy. Billy, this is Kendra (curvy blonde), Tina (slim brunette), and Keisha (tall, stacked, and black)."

"Hi all. Glad to meet ya. I take it you four are tight."

Julie hugged me, "Oh gosh yes. We've been friends since middle school" Gee, six whole years.

Keisha looked me over and growled like a cat. I felt like an item on a meat rack to her.

"Keisha." Julie ordered, "Keep away from him; he's MY brother, and I won't share." The other two girls giggled, but Julie and Keisha were seriously studying each other.

"Sure Honey. He's too old anyway." 

Saying that she looked me up and down and stared into my eyes. Julie grabbed her arm and headed to the kitchen as Keisha turned and smiled. The other two giggled again then followed them also turning and smiling. I chuckled and went upstairs to dress.

When I went to the kitchen all four looked at me without speaking. As I was looking through the pantry Julie seemed embarrassed.

"Billy we don't have much food in."

I looked at her. "When do you expect Mom? I want to take both of you out."

"About 30 minutes but we can't afford to go out."

"Well *I* can afford it so there." I picked her up again and kissed her, on the cheek this time. Her friends were wide-eyed at this.

"I think you're making my friends think something is going on here." I grabbed her ass cheeks in her nylon shorts and squeezed. She jumped.

"You're not supposed to grab your little sister like that, especially with others around." I again leaned into her and gave her sweet lips another kiss, open mouth this time. When I pulled away, her eyes were wide. Tina spoke up.

"Well if you're not gonna get a room maybe we better go. My tender eyes can't adjust to all this carrying on!"

All three giggled and ran out, bumping and slapping each other. Their voices quickly faded.

"I apologize Julie. I didn't mean to break up your party. I'm so happy to see your smiling face I just kinda got carried away."

She again nestled into my neck.

"It's okay I can see them any time. Now that your home I wanta spend a lot of time with you. We have a lot of catching up to take care of."

With that she mashed her lips to mine and gave me a good tongue massage. Just then the back door opened. Mom burst into the kitchen, sweaty and flushed. She stopped when she saw us.

"Okay Julie, who the hell is this, and what the hell is going on? I told you no guys in the house unless I'm here. God knows we don't need any more trouble."

Julie squeezed my neck again and kissed the end of my nose.

"It's okay Mom this one is safe and a gentleman. He even invited us to dinner."

Mom just stared at her. Julie jumped to the floor and grabbed my hand in hers.

"Mom please allow me to reintroduce you to my brother and your long-lost son."

Mom's jaw dropped as she stared at me her hands on each side of her face.

"Ohmigod! Oh dear! Billy. Why didn't you ... when ... how ..."

She ran out of words. I stepped to her and grabbed her in my arms lifting her off the floor and kissing her cheek. She was crying so hard, she could barely speak. I squeezed her to me and hugged her tightly. I led her to the family room and sat us on the couch. Julie jumped alongside me watching us. Mom wiped her eyes and cheeks.

"Oh Billy sorry I fell apart. I was kinda pissed seeing Julie hanging on to some guy and tongue kissing him. I didn't even look at you at first."

"That's fine Mom; I caught Julie unawares too. Her friends thought I was attacking her."

"And did you kiss her in front of them?"

"Gee, I don't remember do you, Julie?" Mom looked serious.

"If you remember we had some conversations about you two mugging around with each other when you lived here. Your father about shit Billy. You were threatening to steal away his little girl."

"Mom I was never his 'little girl'. You know I pledged myself to my brother."

"That's what concerns me. You two acted more like boyfriend and girlfriend than siblings. And apparently still do. I remember at Christmas just before Billy went to service. We were at Aunt Millie's. She about shit because you two were carrying on so. She reminded me that incest was not only forbidden in Christianity but is also illegal. I think she would have had Billy arrested if she had had her way."

"Fortunately she didn't. Billy and I have never done anything blatantly wrong ... at least in front of others." She smirked and blushed. This was not lost on Mom.

"Young woman it is up to you to maintain the balance. You MUST behave yourself. Why, you're 18yo now and society expects you to act it." Julie's eyes opened widely and she grinned in obvious delight.

"Damn that's right. I'm now an adult. Hey Big Brother wanna get a room tonight for your welcome home party?"

"JULIE." Mother shrieked. "Stop that right now. Don't even hint at getting intimate with your brother. God Girl you'll have people thinking I have a den of iniquity here. Remember I have to keep up a good front at church and at work." Julie slipped onto my lap and kissed me on the mouth.

"Fuck, Brother of mine are we gonna have to go two states away to get 'intimate'? What a waste of time."

Mom put her head in her hands and sighed deeply. She sat still for a couple of minutes, she then looked us both in the eyes.

"I don't know how much of that is teasing but I don't appreciate either of you, and certainly both even talking about sexual activity between you. Your dad gets word of that he might even come back and flail his own son."

I spoke up, "I don't think that's likely to happen. Him beating me that is. I have some height and weight on him now and have learned a few things. I might attack him just for coming near us again, especially you and Julie." Mom settled down and wrung her hands. I spoke up.

"You want to shower before we go to dinner?"

Her head popped up. She looked a mess; red puffy eyes, hair messed, face sad as I have ever seen it.

"No you take Julie. I want to stay and think a while, get my head back on track."

"Mom get your ass upstairs and get cleaned up. The bus leaves in 30 minutes!"

She slowly stood and started for the stairs shoulders slumped, head drooping. I felt for her. Julie turned to me.

"Gosh I hope we haven't disturbed her too much. I just don't want her to get on this kick of policing our behavior. We're adults, we can handle it ourselves."

With this she squeezed my neck and again kissed me, an open mouth wet one. My cock became firm under her little ass and she wiggled on it.

"Why Brother, are you aroused from little ol' me just playing around a bit?"

"Coulda fooled me, it seemed more like foreplay. Much more of that she might kick us out."

"And just how would that be a problem?" she grinned. "We could get our own place. It's not unheard of for a brother and sister to split housing expenses. Why we could save by just showering together and buying only one bed." She giggled and again nested into my neck. I could come to love this.

Mom did shower, Julie put on tight shorts and a halter-top, and we drove Mom's car to an Italian place with a great reputation. We dined in a great surroundings. Even Mom seemed to have a good time. As we were digesting and chatting a small band set up. They played some good music, a mix of fast, slow and romantic tunes. Julie squeezed my hand and smiled. We rose and she led me to the small dance floor. We breezed through three fast songs, then came a slow one. She pressed her self to me her arms around my neck. I circled her waist with my arms and put my cheek against hers. She had her eyes closed giving out a mix of soft groans and sighs. We danced for about 25 minutes then returned to the table. I pulled out her chair and seated her. I looked at mom who had her eyes on Julie.

"See that's what I mean."

Julie looked at her. "What is 'what you mean'? We were just dancing."

"Sure, just dancing like you couldn't wait to get to bed. You were the most loveable couple out there. People could easily get the idea you were a couple in love. Why can't you act like normal siblings?"

"And just what is normal, Mother?"

"Well you know acknowledge each other but quit acting like lovers. God people we know will see you and wonder what the hell I'm doing wrong."

"You're doing? How the hell can you be responsible for a couple of young adults' behavior? We're not children anymore much as you might wish it. We have our own lives to lead, challenges to face, experiences to enjoy."

"I know, I just hope to God you do that separately. I'm not sure I could bear knowing my own were committing incest right in public. I would have no friends, no church, no job. Oh God, I can't bear to think of it."

"Then don't! If it makes you any happier, if Billy and I decide to co-habitate we'll do it in another state, far from your life. No one else here will be aware of our life."

"Oh but I'll know it. Every minute I'll wonder what horrible acts you two are committing, which of God's laws you are breaking, how your friends there will choose to punish you." I broke in.

"Okay Ladies let's give it a rest for now. This was supposed to be a 'welcome home' celebration. Let's get away from that subject and enjoy each other's company. Besides, Julie and I have a lot of discussion before we settle on a life style."

Julie kissed my cheek, and Mom gave me a smile. However, she glared at Julie, who just sighed in resignation. I was surprised at my sister's adamant stand. Before we left we danced to a few more songs and Julie was even more romantic. I'm sure she was just jerking Mom's chain.

There was no more discussion of that issue thank god. Mom went to bed early; tomorrow was another workday. Julie and I sat up talking, mostly about me getting work. I had gathered a lot of construction experience in Africa and could probably make that pay off. Julie and I turned in about the same time. I was ready for rest; the dinner had been draining even though I hardly participated in the discussion.

I had been in bed a few minutes when the mattress flattened, and a nubile body slid in. I turned to her and smiled. She cuddled to me realizing I was naked. She was wearing only a thin nightshirt. Her head was on my chest, one arm over my belly.

"I'm not necessarily here to rape you though a little action would be nice." She snickered into my chest. "I want to know what your feelings are toward me. I haven't given you much chance to speak. Dinner's conversation was all Mom and me. Sorry if I moved too fast in planning to get with you."

"No problem. You know I've been sweet on you since you were about 13. That was way inappropriate at the time."

"And now?"

"Now it's not inappropriate and I must confess I harbor deep feelings for you. I need some time to sort that out. Specifically, is it love? And can we be compatible together?"

"I agree. Much more talk. I propose we go on a series of picnics, swimming, movies, dining and other dates to do that. Another subject: were your feelings for me the reason you enlisted? I have long wondered. I may have been only 14, but I knew I was the object of your affections. I could tell your girl Mary Jane did not keep your attention."

"Okay yes, my feelings for you were about 85% of the reason for enlistment. The rest was Dad's behavior toward the three of us. Even then I could tell he was screwing around. I think Mom knew too but never acknowledged it. I was reluctant to leave because I'd seen him watching you especially when you weren't well covered, as in brief panties and short nighties."

"I wore those for you not him. I was so lost when you left. I cried for weeks, then finally accepted it. Now that you're back my life is good again, even if you choose to live away from me."

I turned to her and wrapped her in a tight hug. Her thighs squeezed onto my erection making me horny as hell. I already was pretty high; this just made it worse. She kissed me warmly then asked.

"Is it too much to think about us helping each other? You know, as in hand and finger jobs."

I raised her nightie and lowered her panties. We embraced in a loving grip. I squeezed her ass cheeks as she rubbed my thighs. She settled on her back and reached for my cock.

"Mmm nice my Darling. I have often wondered what you were hiding here. I used to spy on you but saw it just once. That had to hold me until now."

I chuckled and placed my hand over her mound. I put a finger into her slit. Hot, wet and horny were the words to describe it. I dallied with her lips, then stroked her clit. She sighed deeply and pulled in her little belly. I put my other arm under her neck and kissed her cheek and neck. She uttered some 'Mmmmm' sounds and squeezed my cock harder. I slipped a finger into her wetness and proceeded to finger fuck her. I placed the pad of my thumb onto her clit and caressed it. She inhaled deeply. I kissed her even more passionately, sucking lightly. We both were becoming hotter than a firecracker.

I doubled my efforts on Julie's lovely pussy; I could tell she was near. Her stroking was erratic and her head was rocking side to side. I kissed and licked her ear, then gently blew into it. She stiffened and cried out. She shouted my name, a few 'fucks', and flopped around on the mattress. She collapsed against me, sucking in large gulps of air. She had dropped my cock and looked at me through heavy-lidded eyes.

"Ohmigod, shit Honey I almost blew apart. You just gave me the deepest climax I've ever experienced. I wanna be with you!" 

She pressed her head to my shoulder. I held her tightly, humming softly to her. I noticed her breathing had slowed and was shallower. Sound asleep! I guess that climax did take her energy. I lay next to her and slowly drifted off myself.

I awoke to dim sunlight, spooned against my naked sister. Her soft skin felt so nice and she smelled wonderful. Even her womanly musk added to her general aroma. I slowly slipped from bed to rescue my distended bladder. I was standing there directing the amber stream into the bowl when I felt two arms encircle my waist.

"Morning Sister of mine. Sleep well?"

"God yes. Someone slipped me a sexual micky and took me to dreamland. Thanks so much. And I'm sorry I got distracted and forgot your pleasure. If we can slip back into bed I'll take care of you."

"And just what form will this take?"

"Well I know we've just met, but I have this great hunger to feel your cock in my pussy. That okay with you?"

"If you're comfy fine by me."

We returned to bed. I spoke.

"Two questions my love. One, are you on the pill? Two, is your maidenhead intact?"

"Well, I must say yes and a conditional yes."

"What's conditional?"

"Well after you left I got horny and didn't want to let any old guy into my pussy, well your pussy, so I got a dildo. In my ignorance I got one too long and in my teen impatience I went too deep; goodbye cherry. But there has never been cock in there until now."

I lay her on her back and raised and spread her legs. Her pussy lips opened and disclosed her petals. I looked intently. I told her I was gonna eat that little morsel a lot but not right now. She grasped my hard cock and slid it up and down her wet slit. Then she positioned it at her wet hole. We both pushed to get it in. It went slowly.

"Damn girl, your pussy is tight as a glove. It feels so wonderful on my cock."

I finally bottomed in her. She wrapped her legs about me and locked her heels. I pulled slowly out then back in. I was in heaven.


Life Really Sucks



"Jesus Christ Billy I feel as if my cunt is gonna explode. Damn you sure do fuck nice."

"You are so wonderful to fuck, My Darling Julie. I must tell you I love you so very much and have since before I enlisted. I really want to be with you wherever we end up. We'll just have to find a way to placate Mom, but I'll never allow her to disrupt our love."

"My Darling I love you too, not only that I am in love with you all the way completely."

I kissed her lips as we fucked each other in our first mating. Life was beautiful, the world was singing. She gripped my ass cheeks in both hands, bearing down till it hurt. I increased my speed, making our breaths come in jerks. She grabbed my neck and plastered her lips to mine in an open-mouth wet kiss with so much tongue. I groped her little tits, rubbing the nipples.

"Honey I feel I'm getting close. The fireworks are about to light off! Oh shit, fuck me baby. Fuck my hot wet cunt. Come in me, make me pregnant, I wanna carry our child."

I knew she was on the pill so this was all drama but it was still hot as hell. I changed my position slightly so my pubes and cock were stimulating her clit. That did it, the rocket soared. She grabbed my neck tightly and screamed my name. She became rigid not breathing. I heard a lot of 'Oh, ah, shit, fuck'. Then she slumped in exhaustion. I left my hard cock in her pussy letting her relax.

She caressed my back and butt murmuring words of love. She slowly came around then started humping back on my cock. I resumed fucking her but at a more leisurely pace. She seemed to enjoy it as much as the first time. She reached between my legs and fondled and squeezed my balls, then tickled my ass crack. She wetted her finger in her pussy then proceeded to slide it into my asshole. What a charge! Then a big surprise; she began massaging my prostate gland. I felt cum leak from my cock then the hammer hit. I reared up and shouted my release. Julie tightened her cunt walls on my spewing cock, making my release that much larger. I sagged against her body trying to keep my weight off her. She lazily touched me everywhere. We kissed softly, the bang gone from our guns.

I rolled to her side and enclosed her in my arms as we drifted back to sleep. I woke at 9am to brighter sun. We rose and showered together. We knew Mom was at work so went to the kitchen nude. I began breakfast as she got the food out. Suddenly she saw a note on the counter. We read it together.

'Kids, I hardly slept last night being so bothered by our conversations. I was awake early this AM and heard my daughter shriek in sexual release. I've never heard a woman carry on so when she was cumming. And then later I heard her brother roar his release. What am I to do? I can't let you be together but I know your love is an immovable object. How can we resolve this? I hate to lose you both but cannot condone your carrying on so erotically around me. We need to talk more. Your loving Mother.'

Julie sniffed her tears and leaned into my shoulder. We sat in silence for a while, then started breakfast. We also ate in silence. As I cleared the dishes, Julie spoke.

"Honey I agree with Mom. This seems to be an unsolvable problem. We must find a way. I don't want to hurt Mom but I'm sure as hell not going to jeopardize our love for her benefit. If she remains stubborn we'll just have to move and let her stew."

I hugged and kissed her.

"My Darling Sister I love you every bit as much as you do me. I also love Mom but that love is secondary to ours. I'm with you. Let's work on this with her and see where it goes."

She nodded into my chest.

We dressed. I had a job interview with a large contracting firm out of the state capitol. They had a reputation for fairness, quality, and on-time under-budget. I had rented a car. I offered Julie to accompany me and she consented. She took a couple of books to while her time. We talked a bit during the 120-mile drive but pretty much stayed away from conversation of our mother. 

I met John Carlson in the corporate offices. We talked for about two hours on my qualifications and their needs. I had sent a resume earlier. John indicated he wanted to take me to one of their sites and follow that up with lunch. I told him my girlfriend was along and he invited her too. I met her in the lobby, and John picked us up at the curb. He was driving a Series 5 BMW which impressed us.

We drove about 25 miles to the site, a new sports complex in the next county. John introduced us to the Site Manager Kerry Wood and we went to view a couple of problem areas. The first was a concrete pad for parking incoming trucks. Big games demanded a lot of supplies so it was large. Unfortunately the ground was of differing densities, making stability an issue. Kerry explained that they had tried to excavate the area and refill it. There was an underground spring that could not be rerouted because of nearby structures. These and other complexities had stymied their efforts, and the project was in danger of falling behind schedule. Kerry asked me what I thought. I recalled a similar issue in Africa on one of the churches we built. I asked her a few questions, which she capably answered. Finally, I described a scenario I would consider a good solution. Kerry and John both looked a bit uncomfortable for a while, but as I described more details, their faces relaxed. They looked at each other. Kerry was smiling.

"You know John, Bill just may have the answer. I'll get our people on it at once."

We took her back to her office and parted. Next John drove us to a series of columns that were to support the upper two decks. The calculations on beam strength had been found faulty. They were facing the possibility of replacing all 48 beams, a big hit on cost and schedule. I studied the structure for a while, then asked John some questions. Then I suggested perhaps welding secondary beams to provide the needed strength. They could be concealed in the existing beam 'H' shape, retaining a clean appearance. 

John looked at me.

"When can you start?"

I was a bit shaken. I had not even considered the chance of being hired. I looked at Julie and saw nothing but complete faith in her expression.

"I'll have to wrap up a few things at home. Finding living arrangements here will be necessary. I don't want to commute that distance with extra hours on the job. Also I'll need to purchase a vehicle; haven't needed one for four years. Let's say three weeks, the beginning of next month. Will that work?"

"I would rather it be tomorrow but I understand. Our corporate office has apartment listings if that will help. Take my card and one for Jerry Cummings our Human Resources Director. He'll grease the skids."

We went to lunch at John's Country Club. Talk about luxury. This was no $500 a year club. John engaged Julie in quite a bit of the conversation. He had a number of questions, including if she would be relocating also. She replied that was her wish. He was glad. He had noticed our closeness and interplay and perhaps thought we should be together. We returned to the offices where John let us off at our car.

On the way home Julie was very talkative. She had been very interested in the conversations and complimented me on my knowledge.

"Billy I definitely want to move here and live with you. We'll work out how we handle this with Mom. I think this'll be a good deal. We'll live over two hours from her so she won't be dropping in often. We can get to her quickly, visiting her often enough she doesn't get too lonely. Maybe we could fix her up with someone, get her juices running again."

"You're a minx Sister trying to fix up your old mother!"

She grinned mischievously and rubbed her face on my arm.

When we arrived home we sat in the car a bit. We were perplexed about a solution to Mom's worries. The sudden move might complicate things.

"Billy how about I talk with Mom tonight. She is used to me whereas you have been gone so long. Take the car back, grab dinner somewhere, and I'll pick you up in Mom's car."

"Good solution jewel of my eye. You are so bright I might have to wear shades."

She pounded my upper arm. I did as she suggested. I called her about 8:30 but they were still into it. She suggested I go to a movie; the theater was within four blocks. Of course I did. I called her when the movie ended and she picked me up.

"How did it go?"

"Not as badly as I feared, but not as well as I hoped. She is still distraught over hearing us this morning. I think before she thought of our relationship only in vague terms. Hearing us, knowing we were fucking and really enjoying it brought the reality crashing into her."

"That might be a good thing. Now she is facing the real world, not one in her imagination."

"You might be right Lover. Let's see what happens over the next few days. And I suggest we get a room on occasion so we can spare her the trauma of hearing people fucking and loving it."

"Good idea Honey. When do you think we should start hinting about the move?"

"Not sure. Let's give it a few more days to give her time to get a bit more comfortable if she ever does."

I was getting very excited about living with Julie and starting a new job, in that order. The next night we did get a room. Mom was not at all happy I was taking her 'child' to a motel for sex but she complained very a little.

Everything blew up the next week. Julie had a few friends over for a low-key party. There were only six, including Julie, so no biggy. One of the girls, Tania, seemed to stick near me all night. I didn't like her demeanor. Something was not kosher. At 10pm I went to bed and drifted off. Sometime later I felt Julie get into the bed. I was facing away from her still in a sleepy fog.

"Hi Julie my little wench. Get rid of the guests so I can plunge your sweet cunt?"

No answer, so I rolled over. The room was very dark so I snapped on the lamp. Shit! It wasn't Julie, but Tania. The bitch had tested me and found just what she was looking for. I thought the aroma was not Julie. Tania was leering at me, tugging at the sheet near my cock.

"Well, well! What have we here, a little case of incest right in our back yard? And the squeaky clean Miss Wilson is dreaming of fucking her very own brother right in this here bed. Sounds so delicious, so adventurous, so ... downright naughty, not to mention illegal and forbidden on all continents. The penalties are severe. It would be a shame to have Miss Innocent dragged through the muck and her pristine record dirtied. Of course her dirty brother will suffer even more. Now if certain things were to take place, those bad things might go away."

I had been silent. "Okay what things take place?"

She moved nearer me and slipped her hand under the sheet to caress my lower belly.

"Oh, maybe a certain dirty brother could entertain a certain friend of Miss Wilson and give her what she wants. Of course once is not enough to make amends for the serious crimes aforementioned. I think twice a week for the foreseeable future should do it. And of course Miss Mealy Mouth has to be there to observe. And to help. The female receiver might need some assistance say a little finger work to soothe her. And of course a lot of tongue loving to make the hot little cunt relax between fuckings. I think that should do it. What say you, Sister Fucker?"

I was livid, but had kept it well contained.

"What I say you insufferable bitch is that you get nothing; nothing from me, nothing from Julie. Who by the way is so much above you on the decency scale you can't see her. Now get your sorry ass out of my bed and this house. Any more shit from you and I'll forget my rule about striking women."

She jumped up and screeched, grabbing her clothing from the floor. She began dressing, so angry she was uncoordinated.

"You sonofabitch! You and her highness will pay for this big time. I'm gonna drag your sorry asses through every mucky alley in the county. When I'm through with you there'll be no life for the both of you!"

She had failed to dress above the waist, walking out bare- breasted and swinging her bra and sweater. I dressed and headed downstairs. Julie confronted me on the stairs.

"And just what was Miss Loose Cunt doing up here? Her tits were flopping all over the place. Did you bang her? Cause if you did, you'll never see me again. I very much hate that Jezebel and you can't fuck her and me too."

She stomped into her room and slammed the door hard. Shit I thought, someone tries to blackmail me and I get punished for it. Well I'll talk to Julie in the morning after she has cooled.

Only I didn't. When I went down stairs Mom was drinking coffee.

"Julie here, Mom?"

"No she left about midnight saying she was going over to Tina's. She looked very upset and had been crying. Know anything about that?"

"A misunderstanding is all. I'll talk to her when she comes home."

"Might be a while. She had a large suitcase, enough to stay a while."

"Shit. That lousy cunt can't do this to me!"

"Watch your mouth. Your sister doesn't deserve that comment."

"No Mom I was referring to her 'friend' Tania."

"Why so down on her? She seems a nice girl."

"Yeah, right. A nice girl with the mind of a mass murderer, the heart of a child rapist, and the demeanor of a slut with no morals."

"Now just what brought that on?"

"Last night, I went to bed about 10, Went to sleep, to be wakened by Julie slipping into bed. Without checking I welcomed her to her first fuck of the night. Only it wasn't Julie, it was Tania. She threatened to blackmail us unless I agreed to 'take care' of her for a while, with Julie assisting. That bitch is insufferable."

"Well, you should have thought of this when you decided to defile your little sister. Sins lead to punishment, saith the Lord!"

"Bullshit, I never thought much of that thinking."

"Perhaps you should."

"If Julie calls while you're here please ask her to call me."

"Sorry Billy Boy. She's my little girl and I'll not help you in trying to get her back."

Fuck, obstacles at every turn. I left to walk to the drugstore. I thought deeply all the way. What is Tina's last name? I couldn't remember. Then I remembered Keisha's last name, Reynolds. I found a functioning pay phone, with a directory yet! I picked one from several and was lucky. A man answered the phone and I asked if this was the home of Miss Keisha Reynolds.

"And just who the hell wants to know? You damned guys make my stomach roll. Keep away from my daughter, asshole."

Before he could hang up I blurted I was Julie Wilson's brother. Silence for a bit, then he mumbled something. In a moment Keisha answered.

"Hi Keisha, this is Bill Wilson, Julie's brother. How are you?"

"A hell of a lot better than your sister, you dimbulb. Fucking a slut in your sister's bed. Where the hell do you get off? We have some friends who will just love to teach you a lesson so watch out."

"Wait Keisha, ..."

She hung up. Damn how was I going to reach her now? I finished my drugstore trip, then walked on to a Chevrolet dealer. I slobbered over the Corvette ZR1, only a little over $100k, yeah, right up my alley. I wanted a new car because I needed dependability. A female voice broke my thoughts.

"May I help you Sir?"

I turned to meet a very gorgeous woman, well dressed, great hair, killer build. It took me all of 0.41 second to gather and store this information.

"Uh, yes, ... certainly..."

"Are you interested in a new car, Mr. ...?"

"Oh yes, of course. I decided the ZR1 was a bit much, so want an economical vehicle. By the way, I'm Bill Wilson"

"Kita Garmin here, pleased to meet you. Let's look at the new Malibu over here."

It was a light sand color, great for keeping clean. It had features I had never thought about.

"For economy I suggest the Eccotech four cylinder. It has dual overhead cams, four valves, direct injection, and two counter balance shafts. Sound like your car?"

I was floored; gorgeous and could talk cars too.

"Sounds great. Have a demo?"

"Certainly. Wait here."

In five minutes she pulled up in a silver-colored one that she said had everything we discussed. She got in the passenger seat after handing me the keys. I cranked her over and shifted into Drive. Smooth for a four. We headed down the six-lane boulevard, the car responding very well. She pointed out the standard On Star and demonstrated some of the features. Seemed worth the monthly fee. I tested the handling, brakes, acceleration. All seemed just what I wanted. I smiled she smiled back warmly. Wow! Then I noticed the rings. I was disappointed. She must have seen me glance at them.

"Don't sweat the jewelry. We're married in name only. He has his friends I have mine. No kids so no one is getting hurt. I like down to earth men who have small egos and big cocks. I'm looking for one to marry for real. Interested?"

Talk about direct!

"Well, I'm kinda coupled right now."

"Kinda? Doesn't sound too secure to me."

"Yeah, had a falling out. She left, don't know where to find her."

"Well I'm here, no bugs, on the pill, love almost any thing that doesn't involve blood, pain or scat. Now interested?"

I laughed, torn. Wait this is not Julie. She's my love. I can't go fucking loose women and expect to get her back.

"Sorry, gotta check out my love first."

"Your loss Big Boy. If anything changes you know where to find me and you have my card."

I bought a sand-colored one similar to the floor model. It came with Sirius XM radio, which would be a challenge to set up. Kita demonstrated it, but I paid too much attention to her tits, hair, eyes, lips, ass, arms, fingers, ... Oh Shit! Gotta get outta here. She invited me back if I needed anything. I wondered about that.

I drove to Mom's and sat waiting for her. She arrived on time. I informed her I was looking for a short-term suite at one of the motels. Her eyes lit up.

"Have you spoken with Julie?"

"No, don't know how to reach her. I figure you do but I might as well ask Jesus Christ."

"Stop your blasphemy."

Now she was getting downright happy. Griped my ass.

"Mom do me this one favor please. When you talk to her tell her I was blindsided. I need to talk to her but if she feels we're done, I'll move on. I love her but she seems to have lost that for me."

"We'll see." She went upstairs. I called up to ask if she needed anything. Just me out of the house, she said. So I left, feeling I had been royally fucked by an 18yo piss ant.

I found a weekly room at a motel and moved my stuff. I shopped for new clothes and some specialized equipment I wanted for the new job. No news from Julie and of course I couldn't reach her. I was lonely, pissed, disheartened. Should have stayed with Uncle Sam!

A couple of days later I ran across Tina. I cautiously asked if Julie was still with her. She seemed reluctant to say so, but she had returned home to Mom. I asked what her demeanor had been concerning me. Tina smirked and before turning let me know Julie was absolutely through with me, in every respect. I wasn't sure I believed that. Heck I was hanging onto every shred of hope.

I considered calling there but knew if Mom answered Julie would never know it. The next day I called after Mom was to leave for work. Unfortunately Mom answered.

"What the hell you want? You musta heard she was home. Well you'll play hell speaking to her with me here. And I want you to know I have found a way to destroy your affair forever. Stay tuned."

She hung up. I felt lower than a snake's belly. It was only 10am, and my stomach was calling for nourishment. I stuck my hand in my pocket and found Kita's card. Why not? I called, asked her to lunch, and she agreed. I picked her up at noon.

"Still like your car, Mr. Wilson?"

"Sure do. Of course, the sales lady made it a no-brainer."




Life Really Sucks



"Sounds like she's sharp!"

"In more ways than one."

She suggested a quiet bar on the outskirts of the city. Talk about ambience! Dim lighting, great drinks, marvelous food. The company wasn't bad either. We dallied for over two hours. She had been rubbing her leg against mine for a while, and I was holding her hand.

"Any word on your lady?"

"No afraid not. Seems lost."

"I'm free tonight. I have the key to a friend's house on Lake Salmon. Want to try it?"

"Damn Lady you sure drive a hard bargain. But I still have to check out my situation."

"I figured. The invite is still open, let me know."

"Sure will. And ... thanks, Kita."

She kissed my mouth softly, wetly, with a touch of tongue. I dropped her at work, and was rewarded with another kiss. Damn!

On the way home, I picked up a cell phone with added features; internet, camera, and others. When I reached 'home'. The voice mail light on the house phone was flashing. It was Tania. Damn!

"Hiya, Lover Boy. And you will soon be just that. Oh I hear Sissy moved out, then you did too. My, what a sad state of affairs. Speaking of affairs yours seems pretty weak. Too bad you sad excuse for a man, fucking your own sister. I think after you treated me so poorly, we'll have to add some perks to our contract. Little things like some cash, maybe a car, I'll let you know. Oh, and I need some clothes, maybe a whole wardrobe. Well, so long, Mother fucker. Wait, you haven't tried that yet have you? I wouldn't be surprised."

My desire to maim and kill was being fed. I suddenly realized that Julie could join in this game of 'kill Bill', and I would definitely be doomed. I probably could not even re-up. Shit! I should probably just get it over with and move to the capitol. Distance might be a good thing. Just then the phone rang.

"Hello."

"Bill Wilson?"

"Yes, who is this?"

"George Anderson, a neighbor of your mothers. I'm sorry but your mother was taken to hospital a while ago. Might have been a stroke but too early to say."

"Thanks George I'll go right there."

I fired up the Malibu and drove over. Julie and some friends were in the lounge. She would not acknowledge my presence, nor would her friends. Damn. I went to the desk. They would give me no info, had to be a family member. I told them I am her son. She reviewed some papers.

"Sorry we have no record of a son. Why don't you confer with Miss Wilson? She's right over there."

I knew that was useless. I turned to go. Julie stepped in front of me.

"I know that you fucked around on me, maybe more than once. No matter now Mom will need me as long as she lives. Take your love and shove it, Mister!"

She turned away. I went home. Next day I called John.

"Say Bill there have been some complications."

"What kind of complications?"

"Well, a Mister Snyder from your city is a major stockholder. He has raised some ethics questions. They are being investigated as we speak."

"Where do we stand then?"

"Can't say. Don't move here till this is settled. Keep in touch."

Yeah, of course. Then I remembered. Tania's last name was Snyder. Now I am royally fucked; no life here. I stopped at a bar and had a couple. No more, I'm very serious about retaining my sobriety.

Now what? No girl, no friends, no job, and a new car. New car! Kita! I called, but she was out. The receptionist said she was spending the weekend at a friend's lake home. A weekend of unbridled sex I thought. I am so stupid. That could be me there.

The next day I called the Army's Reenlistment Office. There was a chance, since my record was spotless. They would call back. Shit! I didn't really want to go back but civilian life was killing me. I needed some distraction, maybe a job. I consulted an employment company but my skills did not match any openings. Fucked at every turn. I had taken George Anderson's number and called about my mother.

"She's home, doing well far as I can see. I get the idea she's pulling the wool over Julie's eyes, maybe to keep her there. Said something about a relationship gone wrong. Know anything about that?"

"No, George. Thanks."

That's it. Only the Army remains as a hope. Then that went to shit. The new recruit numbers were rising quickly, so there was no re-enlistment bonus and not even a chance of me returning at any rank. That's it. I'm outta here. Julie is lost to me and nothing else matters. I had heard Las Vegas was booming so I drove there. Construction jobs were plentiful at that time. I went right to work. I left no word where I was but no one wanted to talk to me anyway. I dated a bit but none of them were Julie. No one else was. I was sunk. The only friends I had were some work buddies. Some were married and did not socialize with the crew members. They had a reputation for boozing and seducing women, especially young wives. The crew who had made this reputation were a tough bunch to hang with. Drunk every night, getting laid and getting STDs, fighting, going to jail. No thanks, that's not for this guy.

I had been gone for almost six months. Julie and Mom were always on my mind. Even though they could not stand me I still loved them. I called George again. His wife said he had succumbed to a heart attack and died the previous month. She would not talk about Mom or Julie. More shit.

The economy was tanking and I lost my job. I had saved quite a bit, adding it to my wad from the service. I took off for home for just a short stay. I drove past the house. One light was on downstairs so I parked and walked onto the porch. I could see Julie sitting watching TV. I stood there and watched her. My heart was breaking and being ground to mush. I had probably been there for 20 minutes when a car pulled up in front; the police. Two uniformed officers walked up to me.

"Can we help you?"

"No I was just watching my sister."

"You live here?" 

"Not any more."

"Let's see your ID."

The other one knocked on the door. Julie answered.

"Evening Ma'am. We had a complaint about a lurker on your porch, says he's your brother. Can you ID him?"

She turned on the light and stepped out. She looked into my face with no emotion.

"He is but he is not welcome here."

"Julie how is Mom?"

She studied me. "She died six weeks ago no thanks to you."

"I'll leave now. I love you Julie."

I turned and started down the steps. As I reached my car, Julie spoke.

"Bill, I have questions. Will you come in for a while?"

I thought for a bit.

"Please?"

She always got me with that. She thanked the officers and held the door for me. I stepped into the very familiar rooms. She sat on the sofa and motioned me to a chair.

"Anything to drink?"

"No thanks."

We were quiet for a bit.

"Bill I just want to know why you did it. Fucked that slut Tania when I was all yours?"

"I didn't Julie. She crawled into my bed when I was asleep. I thought it was you, and asked if you were ready to fuck. Of course, that fell right into her bitchy mind. She threatened to expose us, destroy us. I told her to fuck off, I would never bow to her. She dressed, well partly, and stomped out. I guess the rest you know."

"You expect me to believe you didn't do her then?"

"That's right. I had not touched anyone since I left the Army. Except you."

"I don't believe you." She was so flushed. I stopped her, and she seemed really steamed.

"I can imagine after the send off I gave her. Are you with someone now?"

"Yes, I am being married next month. 

The bottom fell out. I became dizzy, my eyesight diminished. The pain in my chest was unbearable. I clutched my chest and fell to the floor. I remember little of the next few hours. I awoke in a white room. Hospital! It was surprisingly quiet. My chest hurt like a truck had run over it. Had I had surgery? I found and pushed the nurse call button. A nice lady stepped into the room. I asked if she could tell me about my condition. She was not allowed to, but the doctor would be around later. I drifted in and out of sleep. I was in a lot of pain but could breathe okay.

A couple of hours later a doctor arrived. He looked at charts and reports, saying nothing. I became impatient and asked him what happened.

"Artery blockage, in laymen's terms. Had to re-plumb you, Sir. You'll be released in two or three days. Anyone to help you?"

"Nah, no family or friends. I'll manage."

"Lots of pain if you move too much. You have an appointment in my office next week."

"Doc, what caused this?"

"Mostly genetics. Also a lot of stress seems to have been your lot. Things on the outs?"

"You could say that. The stress is gonna remain. Prognosis?"

"Might be a year, maybe five. The next one will be the last. You'll be gone before anyone can get to you."

"Thanks Doc."

All will to live had just slipped away. Might as well end it now. Save the trouble of existing for a year or so. I schemed how to end it relatively painlessly. Gun was out. Maybe drugs. Get a lot of painkillers, gobble them, lay down, go to sleep, bingo. Speaking of going to sleep I did. Where was my endurance?

I woke with little light left in the sky. I detected a presence nearby and painfully turned and saw Julie sitting in a chair. She seemed asleep. I cleared my throat; nothing. 'Julie' I whispered. Her head moved, eyes fluttered open.

"Sorry to spoil your evening. Surprised the hell outa me. Had no idea I was clogged that much. I'll move on as soon as they allow me to escape here."

She was silent. I wondered why she had come. She hated me so, I figured she would go to no effort to see me. Finally she spoke.

"Billy, I want to apologize to you. Tania had a terrible accident. She was drunk. She was seriously hurt, and lingered for a few days. She called me to come see her. She told Tina and me what happened that night, just as you described. She was so remorseful. She apologized endlessly and wanted me to say that to you. She deeply admired you for your stand, your strength to remain by me. She died a few hours later. I cried for a long time. Not so much for Tina, but for our dead love. I have hurt you so much. Can you forgive me?"

"Nothing to forgive. You did what you felt was right. I never held that against you, it was just the way things were. I guess I have bought it now. Nothing to live for. I have no one, nothing to look forward to. When is your wedding?"

"It isn't. I cancelled as soon as I talked to Tania. I've been hoping we could salvage something from this. All our detractors are gone. If we can recover some of what we had, we could still have something to hold onto."

"I am still so much in love with you Julie. I'll do whatever it takes to be with you again, for however long we have."

She fell onto my bed hugging me and crying so helplessly. I soothed her, talked to her. We melded together just as we had so long ago.

Epilogue: Julie took me home from the hospital and nursed me to health. I followed every one of the doctor's orders. Diet, exercise, medications got the full treatment. We moved to another state and bought a small house there. We'll have no children so space is not an issue. We've rekindled our love. Life is so precious now. We love each other even more than before. Our sex life is a bit subdued. Julie's afraid I might collapse again. I have no complaints. A little of Julie beats the hell out of a lot of any other woman.