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Crashing With The Sister-In-Law

By: Poppanut



I'm in the process of going through a nasty divorce. While I won't bore you with the details, let's just suffice it to say that I'm getting taken to the cleaners! To give you an idea of the magnitude of the screwing I'm getting, as of right now, I'm going to have about $117.00 a month to live on after taxes.

That said I had a couple of choices on where to live. I could go back to Mom's and live in her basement. I could check out the local homeless shelter or I could crash at my brother's house. Of the three, Steve's place looked the best.

I called Steve and asked him if I could crash there until I got back on my feet and he told me that he would have to ask his wife, but that he didn't think that it would be a problem. I told him that I appreciated it and to let me know. A couple of hours later he called and asked me if I needed any help moving my stuff over to his place. I was ecstatic and told him that all I had were my clothes and a broken TV, so it shouldn't be a problem.

That night I drove over to their place and Steve and Lisa helped me unload my car and take my stuff down to their basement. I again told them both how much I appreciated it and Lisa spoke up and said, "No problem. It will be nice to have someone around when Steve is out of town."

I hadn't really thought about it at that point, but Steve was out of town quite a bit. He was employed by a telecommunications company and his job took him all around the country. Here recently his job had even taken him out of the country once or twice. 

Looking around the basement I figured that this wouldn't be so bad. It was finished with a full bath and a kitchen. Being a walkout, it really wasn't a bad setup. If I were careful, I wouldn't disturb them and could pretty much stay out of their hair. After getting my stuff in, Steve and Lisa went back upstairs and I blew my air mattress up. About a half hour later Lisa called down that dinner was ready and that I should come up.

I replied that I would be right up and I looked around. True, this wouldn't be all that bad, but I still felt odd having to survive on the charity of my family. Man, how I had fallen! I guess that I felt sorry for myself. Here I was 36 years old and sleeping on an air mattress in my brother and sister's house. Oh well, shit happens! Time to pick myself up and make the best of things. I went upstairs to join them.

Steve is actually 4 years older than I am and couldn't be much different than me. Where I am a big guy, 5'10", about 220lbs and very athletic, Steve is about 5'5", skinny and kind of a bookworm. Until he hooked up with Lisa everybody in the family had kind of accepted the fact that we thought that he might be gay.

Lisa is 31 year old and is very petite. She stands maybe 5' tall and I doubt seriously if she weighs more than a hundred pounds. Her hair is a dark brown, almost black and she wears it fairly long. Quite often she pulls it back into a ponytail and when she does, she looks like she could pass for a high schooler. I can't say that I had ever really checked her out, but I'd also have to say that if asked, that I would say that she is pretty attractive. 

Going upstairs I walked into the kitchen and Lisa was just putting a big pot of spaghetti on the table. Steve came in and opened the fridge. He asked what we wanted to drink and I waited for Lisa to answer first. She said a beer and I said that sounded good. Steve grabbed two beers and a Zima for himself. We sat down to the table.

As we ate I felt a little uncomfortable. I knew that it was all in my head, but I still felt like a mooch. Almost as if he were reading my mind, Steve said, "Bobby, you know that whatever I have is yours. You don't have to worry about living here. 

I responded by again thanking them. I also told them that I would try to stay out of their hair as much as possible and that I thought that I had a part-time job lined up. 

Steve said that was cool, but he wanted me to feel comfortable and not to worry about being "in their hair". Dinner went on and I relaxed. Steve was excited about his next assignment. He was going to get to go to Italy and would be gone for a month.

Lisa repeated that she was actually happy that I was there. She then went on to tell me about the guy next door that every time Steve went away would hit on her. As she said this, she looked at Steve and he kept his eyes down and averted her gaze. I didn't know what to make of this little exchange and decided to not say anything in order not to open a can of worms between them. I did pick up on something weird about it though. 

Lisa went on talking to me and proceeded to tell me the story. It turns out that several months before Lisa had gone out to the back yard to tan. As she laid there she got the feeling that she was being watched. She had sat up and turned around in time to see the curtains on her next-door neighbor's window quickly being pulled shut. 

Again, I wasn't totally comfortable with her telling me the story because of the undercurrents of tension about it that I had picked up on. Lisa kept going though. She told me how it got to the point where every time she went out into the back yard, that this guy would come out and stare at her.

Like I said, I didn't really want this conversation to go on, but when a pregnant pause came up, I found myself blurting out, "What did you do?"

Well, she told me that at first she just ignored him, but that then he had gotten more forward and started flirting with her. She said that she politely excused herself and went back into the house and thought that she had gotten her message across. That was until the next time Steve had left to go out of town and there was a knocking at the door.

She said that she had answered the door and there he was. She asked him what he wanted and he had replied, "her!" 

I was shocked that the asshole would be so bold! I then asked Lisa what she did then? 

Lisa responded that she had slammed the door on him and had screamed for him to leave her alone! 

I asked her if he had and she said, "no." That she could see him watching her every time that she came or went. 

Steve piped up at this point and told me that he had confronted the guy and that he had denied it all. Steve said, "I don't know what else to do?"

Well, like I said before, Steve isn't a very big guy. He also has never been a very physical guy. Even though he is 4 years older, it had been me who had to come to his rescue when the bully started picking on him when we had been in school. I asked Steve if he wanted me to have a talk with this prick?

Steve said, "No, that he didn't want any trouble."

I looked over at Lisa and she had a look of exasperation on her face. She spoke up again and said, "Well, anyway, like I said, I'm really glad that you're going to be here, especially with Steve being gone for a month.

I told her that she didn't have to worry, if the guy gave her any trouble, that I would take care of it. 

Steve repeated that he didn't want any trouble. I told him that it wouldn't be any trouble and smiled at him!

We finished dinner and I went back downstairs and crashed. Over the next several days I did my best to stay out of their hair. I'd get up, go to work, hit the gym and come home in time to crash. I pretty much came and went through the basement door and didn't see either of them until the day that Steve was suppose to fly out.

I had just gotten home from the gym when he called to me and asked if he could come down. I yelled at him, "sure." 

He came down and told me that he needed to talk to me.

I said, "What's up?"

He said, "Well, I'm leaving here in a bit and wanted to talk to you about the guy next door." I said, "Yeah, what's up?"

He said, "Well Bobby, I really don't want any trouble when I'm gone." 

I said, "Hmm, Steve, can I ask you something straight up?"

He said, "yes?"

"Well, I don't want to hurt your feelings, but are you afraid of this guy or something?"

Steve just looked at the floor and said, "Yeah, I guess that I am."

I waited for Steve to look up at me and I said, "Steve, I won't go out of my way to say anything to this prick, but I can't guarantee that if he fucks with Lisa again, that I'm going to let it slide." 

Steve looked at me and I don't know if it was relief or what, but the look on his face mellowed and he said, "Well Bobby, just take care of Lisa for me and don't beat anybody up if you can help it, okay?"

I smiled back at him and told him, "okay."

Steve left for the airport and I crashed out. The next morning as I got out of the shower Lisa called down, asking if she could come down?

I told her to hold on a second and threw on a pair of gym shorts. She came down the stairs dressed in a business outfit. She had on a silky blouse, a fairly tight, fairly short black skirt and black - I think you call them- pumps. Like I said, I had never really checked her out before, but I had to admit, she looked good in the outfit!

I asked her, "What's up?"

She told me that she was going to work and did I know what time I was going to be home? 

I told her that I could be home anytime she needed, was there something wrong?

She looked at me as if she was deciding whether she should confide in me or not and I repeated, "Lisa, is something wrong?"

All of a sudden she burst out into tears! It was not anything that I had expected and didn't know what to do! I reached out and grabbed her arms and tried to make eye contact. Again, I repeated, "Lisa…..what's wrong?"

She replied through the tears that she hadn't told me the full story about the guy next door, but that she didn't have time to talk right now, that she had to go to work. Could I be home when she got home at 6?

I told her that I could and she turned and dashed back upstairs and left. I didn't know what to think of what had just happened, but I had to get to work too, so as she ran up the stairs I watched her go and yelled to her that I would be here! As I watched her run up the stairs and disappear around the corner, I have to admit, to you and to myself, that for the first time; I did check my sister out!

As I went through my workday I found myself continually looking at the clock. I was curious what Lisa had left out of the story? I found myself day dreaming with the image of her little ass, wrapped tightly in that black skirt as she had dashed up the stairs in my mind's eye. At 5 I zoomed out of the office and headed home. As I drove I realized that I was downright eager to get home. Was it that I was curious about what she would have to say or was it that I just wanted to be there with her? As quickly as that thought came to my mind, I pushed it back out. This was my brother's wife that I was thinking about! Of course, I was just curious about what she would have to say! Wasn't I?

I got home around 5:30 and as I pulled into the drive I got a glimpse of our next-door neighbor. He was looking out his window as I pulled up. I looked over at him as I got out of my car and he quickly disappeared behind the curtains. I went in and changed out of my suit into a pair of gym shorts and a tank top. No workout tonight, but I might as well feel comfortable, right?

At about 6:10 I heard Lisa's car pull into the driveway and she came in through the garage. I came into the kitchen to greet her. "Hey there! So, how was your day?"

"Oh, it was okay. How was yours?"

We made small talk for a second and she excused herself to change out of her work clothes. She reached down and removed her shoes as she walked towards her bedroom. I sat down at the kitchen table and watched her go. I don't know what it was, but there was something about the way that she had gracefully taken those shoes off as she was walking and her stocking feet that I found extremely attractive! I found myself looking at her bedroom door, curious about what she was going to change into!

A couple of minutes later Lisa came out of her bedroom in an outfit that was every bit as casual as mine. She was wearing a pair of cut-off sweat pants that were probably two sizes to small for her. They clung tightly to her ass and I swear I could make out the outline of her pussy through the material! She too had changed into a tank top and it was obvious that she didn't have a bra on because I could make out the outline of her nipples through the material.

She walked into the room and went straight to the refrigerator, reaching in she asked me if I would like a beer?

I told her, "Yeah, I'd love one!" As I said this, I realized that I probably sounded way too cheerful.

As she was coming back over to the kitchen table I asked her, "So, what did you want to talk about?"

She sat down in the chair next to me and I could tell that she was thinking how she wanted to put whatever it was that she was going to say. I waited for her.

She looked up at me and started. "Bob, can I be totally honest with you?"

I looked at her, my mind racing as to what she was going to tell me? What could it be? "Lisa, of course you can be honest with me! What's up?"

She went on, "Okay, you have to promise me that this is between you and me. You can't ever tell anyone, not even Steve. ESPECIALLY, you have to promise me that you won't ever tell Steve anything about this conversation! Do you promise?"

I looked at her again. What could be so bad that she would be so concerned about me telling her husband, my brother? I thought about it for a second. Did I want to make that promise? What if it was something that he needed to know? I was concerned. I didn't like the idea of keeping secrets from my brother with his wife. I was awfully curious though! I wanted to know what it was that she had to say! 

"You promise?" She repeated herself as I sat there thinking.

"Yeah, I promise!

She let her breath out and I realized how tense she was about this. I told her to go on. And she did.

"Well Bob, Let me ask you a question first. How much do you know about Steve's, ahhhhh, orientation?

I could tell that she was extremely nervous about this entire subject and I thought about her question for a second. Was she telling me that my brother was gay? I replied to her, "Well, I don't know? I assumed that since you guys got married that he was straight. Why?"

Carefully picking her words she went on, "Well Bob, I shouldn't be the one to tell you this, but I pretty much have to for you to understand the position that I'm in. Steve is bi and probably more into guys than into women. I'm sorry to have to tell you this!"

I could tell that she was looking at my every move and gesture to see how I was taking what she had to tell me. I can honestly tell you that I wasn't surprised. In the past even our own mother had asked me if I thought that he was. I looked back at her and said, "Okay, that doesn't surprise me, go on…."

Getting past this first hurdle I could sense her relaxing. "Okay, when I first met Steve I thought that he was the most wonderful guy in the world. I still do. I had just gotten out of a really bad, almost abusive relationship with this guy and Steve was a breath of fresh air! Where Jake was always trying to get into my pants, Steve never pressured me. Where Jake couldn't have cared less about my wants or needs, Steve anticipated them!

As Lisa talked I was only half listening. I was really thinking about what she had just told me about my brother. It made sense. Until her, Steve had never had a girlfriend. And he had always been a bit on the dainty side. It's not that it bothered me in any way; it had just never come up between us. 

Lisa went on, "…and after we got married our sex life really began to dwindle."

The mention of the word sex brought my attention back to what she was saying. In order to hold up my end of the conversation, I quickly thought of something to say, "ahh, so what happened then?"

"Well, at first I caulked it up to us both being busy and tired a lot. Then one day I was messing around on the computer and I clicked on the history button on the web browser and I saw where Steve had been in some gay chat rooms. And like you said, it didn't really surprise me!"

We both smiled at one another at the common joke. "So, okay…." I sat there thinking what to ask her next when she went on.

"I wasn't upset. Actually, it explained a lot. I just didn't know what to do. I didn't want him to think that I had been spying on him or checking up on him or anything. It really was an accident that I found out about it, if that makes sense?"

"Yes it does. So, what did you do?

"I didn't do anything, at least not at first. Other than our sex life not being great, I was and am happy. I did find that my desire to have sex with Steve wasn't there anymore, so where I had always been the one to instigate it I stopped. A couple of months later Steve asked me why and I told him."

"That easy?"

"Yep! We laid there in bed and talked all night. He apologized to me for having "lied" to me and I told him not to worry that it was okay with me. He asked me if I wanted a divorce and I asked him if he were crazy? I loved him!"

I sat there and listened to her tell me the story. I couldn't imagine how Steve could lay there next to Lisa and not have the desire to make love to her, to take advantage of her little hard body. I didn't know what to make of it, but the thought of picturing Lisa in a sexual way started to have an effect on me! My thoughts went back to earlier this morning to having watched her walk up those stairs in that tight little skirt, to when she had walked out of the bedroom just a few minutes ago and to when I had noticed her nipples poking out through the material of her tank top.

"So that brings me to the guy next door and what I didn't tell you last night."

Snapping back to the matter at hand, I responded, "Okay, what about him?"

"Well, I only told you the first part of what had happened. At first, I didn't want anything to do with him. God! The audacity of the asshole! What gave him the right to think that I would even think about fucking him! If you can't tell, at first I was mad. And then I decided to get even with him. I started lying out in the back again. I even bought a new swimsuit out of that Venus cataloged to tease him with. Then I noticed that I was getting a kick out of teasing him!"

I sat there mesmerized. I couldn't imagine Lisa being an exhibitionist! I didn't know her all that well, but she had always struck me as a pretty middle of the road type person! I tried to picture her lying out there getting turned on by knowing that the prick was watching her. Then she continued, "I won't bore you with the details, just suffice it to say that I went too far with it." 

Not wanting her to stop, I asked her, "So, what happened?"

She sat there for a second. Obviously thinking about whether she should go on and if so, what she should tell me. I sat there and didn't say a word. I waited for her to continue. When she did, she said, "Well, he came out one day and told me that he wanted to see me naked. Just like that. No, Hi. How you doing? He just blurted out, "I want to see you naked."

"What did you say to him?"

"Bob, please don't think that I'm a slut. I don't know why I did this. I told him to come in here."

"And you let him see you naked?" 

I didn't mean to make it sound accusatory or anything. But I guess that it did because she burst into tears and cried out, "Yes, I let him see me naked and…and…oh Bobbb…"

She kind of fell forward into my arms sobbing the entire time. I held her as she cried into my chest. It was probably a minute or so before she spoke again. This time she was so quite that I didn't really hear her.

She said, "…and I fucked him too."

I thought that I had heard her say that she had fucked him too, but I wasn't sure, so I asked her, "Lisa, what did you say?"


Crashing With The Sister-In-Law



This time, louder, still through her tears, she said, "I fucked him!"

I didn't know what to say? My sister had just confided in me that she had cheated on my brother. I wasn't mad at her. How could I be? She was human after all, wasn't she? I found myself feeling more sorry for her. It had to be rough? Being married to a guy that she loved, but that had little, if any, sexual interest in her? I didn't say a thing. I just held her as she cried into my chest.

After a couple of minutes she regained her composure and pulled back from me. Her face was red and puffy. Her makeup had run. She sniffed a couple of times before asking me, "So, do you see my problem?"

I thought about it for a second and could think of a couple of different problems that she might be having. So, I asked her, "What is the problem Lisa?"

She looked at me and said, "Every time Steve leaves town the bastard comes over and tells me that if I don't fuck him that he'll tell Steve about what I've done. Bob, I love Steve and I don't know what to do!"

I thought about it for a second and I asked her, "Lisa, this might sound weird, but do you know if Steve has had other lovers?"

"Ahh, yes. I think that he has."

"Okay, then do you think that he would expect you to remain celibate?"

"Well, no. I don't think so"

"Alright then, I don't think that you have any reason to feel guilty here. I think that your problem is getting rid of this prick. Do you think?"

"But, how do I do that? I really don't want Steve to know what I did!"

"Lisa, I'm not going to tell you what to do or how to handle your life, but I would think that it would be better if you were honest and straightforward with Steve. At very least, you guys should address this issue. If you don't think that he needs to know about the prick, then don't tell him. Especially, if you think that it would hurt his feelings."

"But, the prick is going to want to fuck me again now that Steve is out of town and if I don't, then he'll tell him!"

"Lisa, hang tight for a second. I'll be right back."

With that I left her at the kitchen table and walked to the house next door and banged on the door. When the door opened there stood a man about 50 years old, with a potbelly, a two-day growth of beard and a wife beater tee shirt. Before he could say anything, I barged into his house forcing him back from the door. He tried to rush me but met a hard right cross to his nose. It burst with blood as he grabbed it with both hands. I reached up and grabbed one of his hands and twisted his arm behind his back.

I asked him, "Do you know who I am?"

He responded, "Yeah, you're the bitch's brother!"

When he referred to Lisa as bitch, I twisted his arm further and told him to watch him mouth! I said, "You're right. I am Lisa's brother and you and I are going to get a few things straight here, do you understand?"

I could tell that he was thinking of some way to get out of my grip. When he tried I rushed him forward and bashed his face into the wall leaving a bloody smear where his nose had been. I then threw him to the floor. "You can make this easy or you can make it hard. I'll make it really simple for you. You are to leave her alone! And you're never going to tell anybody about what went on between you and her. Do you understand?"

With that he attempted to rush me. I stepped to the side and grabbed the back of his tee shirt as he past me. I then ran his head back into the wall for a second time. He fell back onto the floor, still conscious, but groggy. I knelt down by him and grabbed his hair, pulling his head up towards me. "Do we have an agreement?"

He started to resist again, but I pulled his hair and he screamed, "Yes! Yes! I'll leave her alone!"

"And?"

"I won't tell anyone!"

"Good, now I'm going to leave you. You don't have any thoughts about trying to get "even" with me, do you?"

I looked at him and could tell that was exactly what he was thinking about! I let go of his hair and stood back up over him. "Let me tell you something and I'm as serious as a heart attack, ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?" I screamed!

He looked up and me and I could see the realization in his face that he knew that he had been beat. "I'm only going to tell you this once, if you in any way try to get even with me or with Lisa I will not only kill you, I'll chop your ass up and feed you to the fish, you understand?"

I looked at his face and could tell that he did. I then turned and went home to where Lisa was waiting. She asked me what I had done? I replied, "I had a little talk with him. He won't be bothering you anymore."

Lisa wrapped her arms around me and gave me a huge hug! "Thank you! Thank you Bob!"

I held on to her as she hugged me. I realized that as I did that both her feet were off of the ground. Realizing that, I took note of the feeling of her tiny, but firm breasts against my chest. I smelled her hair and the remnants of her perfume. I waited for her to relax her grip on me and she didn't seem like she was going to. I relaxed my hold on her and bent slightly forward to give her the indication that it was time for the hug to end. Her feet went down and she let me go. She looked me in the eye and for a second I thought that she was going to kiss me, she turned away as if she had thought better of it.

She started walking back to the kitchen and she asked if I was hungry. Wanting to remove myself from temptation, I told her no, that I was going to head out to the gym. I went downstairs and put together my bag, called to her to let her know that I was leaving and hopped in my car. As I was pulling out of the driveway, I saw the curtain on the neighbor's house quickly close. I drove off down the street.

As I turned the corner I thought about that asshole. I didn't think that he would try anything, but maybe I better make sure. I drove around the block and pulled back into our driveway. The front door was open. I hopped out of my car and ran into the house. There he was banging on her bedroom door. When he heard me enter the room she spun around and I saw the knife! This motherfucker was crazy!

I looked him in the eye and told him that I would give him one chance to put the knife down and to leave. To this he responded with a growl and started to approach me. Keeping eye contact with him, I yelled to Lisa to call the police. Realizing that it would take the police a bit to get there, I knew that I was on my own.

My heart was racing! I had been in a barroom brawl or two before in my younger days and while I know that I'm not a wimp, I also know that I'm not a bad ass. Taking a guy on with just his fist is a completely different thing that taking the same guy on with a knife. I once again tried to talk to him. "Man, this is going to get ugly really quickly! Even if you win, you're going to lose. Do you want to spend the rest of your life in prison?"

He seemed like he was in a different world. He kept coming towards me. That's when he lunged at me. I batted his hand away and stepped back. When I did I tripped over the coffee table and stumble back. He lunged at me again. This time, being off balance, I was unable to pair his blow. The knife caught me on the shoulder, making a clean, but shallow cut. 

He lost his balance too. I fell backwards, rolled over the coffee table, landed face down on the sofa and bounced back up. He had regained his balance and was again lunging towards me. His knife arm was extended towards me and I reached up and grabbed it. Spinning my head under his arm and keeping my arms straight I twisted his arm backwards. He attempted to struggle away, but it was useless. I had him. He continued to struggle, but eventually wore himself out. I could hear the sirens in the distance getting closer.

I remember thinking to myself that Steve was going to be pissed! He didn't want me to cause any trouble and here were the police on their way to his house! The police called out as they entered the door with their revolvers drawn. They ordered our neighbor to drop the knife and to hit the floor face down. They yelled at me to let him go. I waited for a second to make sure that he was dropping the knife and I let him go.

The cops weren't taking any chances. They hopped over both of us and pulled our arms back and cuffed them. Only then did they put their guns away. Lisa came out and one of the officers came up to her to make sure that she was okay. She said that she was and that I was her brother and that I had saved her. The officer came over to me and asked me if I was calm. I replied that I was and he removed the cuffs. 

In the mean time the neighbor started ranting and raving about how I had broken into his house and beat him and how Lisa was his girlfriend and all kinds of other stuff. Two of the policemen picked him up and ushered him to their car. They got some more information from us and asked me if I wanted to go to the hospital. I refused and they left.

Lisa looked at my cut and told me that she was taking me to the hospital. I tried to refuse, but she insisted and since I was bleeding quite a bit, I didn't resist too hard. 

We spent the next several hours at the emergency room and it was late by the time that we got home. Lisa and I came into the house and we sat on the sofa. She asked me what she should do?

I asked her what she meant?

She said, "I've got to tell Steve. There is no way that I'll be able to keep this a secret from him. Besides, I don't want to lie to him anymore!"

I told her that whatever she decided would be the best thing!

We sat there in the dark; the only light illuminating the room came from the streetlight outside the window. It was muted by the window dressings. I was tired, but still noticed how that light made Lisa's face look like that of an angel. She reached up and touched my bandage. She then brought her fingertips to my face. I didn't know what was running through her mind, but I did know that she was beautiful and that her fingers touching my face were sending a shiver down my spine. Before I could stop her she kissed me full on the lips. At first, I resisted. Then I succumbed. I held her in my arms and kissed her deeply. I don't know that I would have stopped? Then she did. 

She got up and ran to her room. I thought about following her, to talk to her, to make sure that everything was all right. But I didn't, I went downstairs, laid down on my air mattress and berated myself until I fell asleep. 

When I awoke, I ran the events of the previous day through my mind. I decided that I was going to pack my stuff up and move over to Mom's. I reached up and felt my bandage; it was wet and I knew that I should change it. As I was messing with it, I noticed movement at the foot of the stairwell. It was Lisa.

She took a couple of tiny steps into the room and stopped. She still had the shorts and tee shirt that she had been wearing the night before on. She asked me if I was okay?

I told her that I was and was going to tell her that I was moving when she interrupted me.

"I talked to Steve last night on the phone. As a matter of fact, we just got off of the phone."

I didn't know what to say. 

She went on, "I told him about yesterday. Everything."

"What do you mean, everything?"

"I told him about Ken, the guy next door. And I told him about how you saved me."

"And?" Wondering if she had told him about our kiss?

"And I told him about my kissing you."

"Oh my God!" I thought. The bottom fell out of my stomach. I felt like I was going to puke! I couldn't believe that she had told him that I had kissed her! " What was going to happen? Was my brother going to disown me? Oh my God!" I felt like I was going to cry.

"Bob, he's okay with it."

"What? How can he be okay with it? I cheated on my own brother! You cheated on him with his brother! Oh man!" I got up and took two big steps one way and then two big steps the other way. I didn't know which way to go!

She stepped into me and put her hands on my chest. "Bob, seriously he's okay with it! I told him to give me 10 minutes with you and then he's going to call you."

I thought to myself, "GOD! This was worse! How could I talk to him?" That is when the phone rang. Lisa picked it up and said, "Hello. Yes, he's here." She handed me the phone.

"Hello."

"Bob, this is Steve." My heart sank.

"Hey man, I know that this has to be odd for you and I guess that my secret is out of the bag, but hey, I'm okay with everything. I just wanted to let you know."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "But Steve, I kissed her!"

"I know, she told me. I don't think that I can explain this all on the phone, but trust me. I'm okay with this."

I wanted to argue with him, but he said that they were calling him and that he had to go. That I was to have a long talk with Lisa and that he would talk to me when he got back. "Bye" he said." Then the phone was dead.

I looked at Lisa and she smiled at me and said, "I'm sorry about all of this! I just couldn't keep it in and plus Steve figured it out before I told him."

I asked her if I could be alone. She said okay and went back upstairs. I thought about going into work, but decided I wasn't up to it. I lay back down and tried to calm myself. A few minutes later I got up and called in sick. I then took a shower and figured that by the time that I was out that Lisa would have left for work.

After my shower I threw a pair of gym shorts on and laid back down. Again, my thoughts went back to the night before. I thought about what I had done, "About going over and beating that guy up, about him coming over with the knife, about kissing Lisa. I rationalized that she had started it. But no, I wasn't blameless. I wanted it. She looked so beautiful in that subdued light. I don't know? Maybe it was all of the adrenaline that had run through my system. Now Steve was telling me that he wasn't mad? How could he not be?" As I laid there thinking, I again noticed movement in my room. 

I looked up and there she was. "Bob, we need to talk."

"I don't know Lisa, I'm pretty confused."

She came over and sat down on the side of my air mattress and said, "Bob, Steve really is okay with what happened. The only thing that he was upset about was that I was so stupid getting involved with Ken. I think that his feelings were hurt that I would go to bed with the bastard! Actually, that's what I'm the most mad about with myself too!"

"What about us Lisa? Aren't you mad at yourself about that? Aren't you mad at me?"

She looked at me and said, "No, I'm not mad at either you or me. I shouldn't have kissed you without Steve's permission, but now I've got that…" She bent into me and kissed me on the lips again.

I broke away from her, stood up and said, "Lisa, I can't do this! 

Lisa got up and smiled a sad smile, said "Okay." And left the room.

I had to get out of there! I got my running shoes and went for a jog. As I ran, I thought about everything again. I wondered if Steve really was okay with what Lisa and I had done and what did she mean that he had given her his permission? 

I ran for a couple of miles, but lost my wind. I then took my time and walked home. When I came in the back door I could see into Lisa and Steve's room was open and I could see her lying with her back to the door. I listened to see if I could hear if she was asleep and I heard her crying.

I went to her. "Lisa, can I come in?

She rolled over and faced me. I noticed for the first time that she wasn't in those cut-off sweat pants anymore. She was wearing a pair of cut-off jeans and a leotard type top. She kept crying, but told me to come in.

I sat on the edge of her bed and told her that I was sorry.

She said, "No, I'm sorry Bob. I'm sorry that I put you in that position. I just want someone to hold me!"

I told her that I understood and I asked her to tell me what all she and Steve had talked about.

She told me that she had called him and told him everything. When she had told him about Ken he asked her why and she had figured out that what she really wanted was to be held. To have a man make love to her, that she had gotten a rush out of the fact that she had an effect on him.

I asked her what she meant by "Steve giving her permission" and she told me that Steve had asked her if she was interested in me and that he had guessed that she wanted me.

I asked her what she had said?

She told me that she had admitted it to him that she did want me and he had told her that he thought that I might be the best answer to their question.

Looking at her I was again confused. "What did he mean, me being the answer to you guy's question?"

"Well, if I need to be with a man, then it might as well be you!"

Again, I didn't know what to say.

She said, "Bob, don't worry about it. I can see that you're uncomfortable with the idea and I don't want to force you into anything, but can you do me one favor?

I said, "What's that?"

Can you lay with me?

I said, "yes" and crawled in her bed next to her.

"Hold me"

I put my arms around her and pulled her towards me into a spoon.

She mewed, "that feels nice!"

I had to admit it did feel nice! 

We laid there for quite some time. Eventually, I feel asleep, as did she. When we awoke, it was dusk. She rolled over and smiled at me. "Are you alright?"

I said, "yes, and you?"

"I'm okay." She smiled as she said it and brought her fingertips to my face again. Again, her touch sent a shiver down my spine. She started to say something, but I brought my finger to her lips and shhhed her.

As she was looking at me, I brought my lips to hers and kissed her. At first it was just a peck, closed lips to closed lips. I brought my head back and looked at her again. I smiled at her and she smiled back at me. I bent down and kissed her again. This time fully on the lips, my tongue parting her lips and her tongue meeting mine. 

The intensity of our kiss grew. I reached up and massaged her breast through the material of her top. She reached down and felt my hardening cock through the material of my shorts. As she did I realized that I was probably pretty funky from my run and said, "Lisa, I'm pretty ripe, let me take a shower."

She said, "No!" and started kissing my chest. She then worked her way down my stomach and tugged at my shorts. I raised my hips and she pulled the shorts and my jock strap off. She then began sucking on my cock. I looked down at her and her eyes looked up to meet mine. I could swear that she smiled at me!

I laid there as she sucked my cock. She would from time to time take a break and jack me off before going back to work on my cock. I'd be lying if I said that I didn't feel a little bit guilty about having my brother's wife sucking my dick or if I wasn't a little bit doubtful about whether he really was okay with me hooking up with her, but I figured that was something that we would have to deal with when he got back! I laid there and enjoyed what she was doing!

As she worked my cock, my balls started to fill. I knew that I was going to cum pretty soon and a wicked thought crossed my mind! I wanted to fuck her! I reached down and gently pulled her off of my cock. She resisted until I told her what I wanted to do! I told her to take her clothes off. She stood next to the bed and removed her clothes as I watched. She really did have a wonderful body! I soaked in the fact that her titties, while small, were perfectly shaped. Her nipples were hard and stuck out at least a half of an inch. Her stomach was firm and her hips were flared out in a way that really caused my lust to ignite! I reached out and took her hand and pulled her onto the bed.

I again kissed her deeply and rolled over on top of her. My body was huge looming over her. Her legs parted for me and I reached down and grabbed my dick, rubbing the head all over her little pussy. I put the head in the mouth of her pussy and smiled at her. She smiled back realizing that I was finally going to fuck her! Not wanting to wait, she put her hands on my ass cheeks and pulling my dick into her!




Crashing With The Sister-In-Law



While tight, my dick slipped right in due to the ample lubrication provided by her pussy juice. We both fucked one another with an amazing hunger! I fucked her hard and she matched me stroke for stroke! We would take turns rolling over on top of one another. Several times I would roll her over on her stomach and I fucked her from behind as she played with her clit from the front. While in this position she had her first orgasm with me fucking her!

Her being satisfied for the moment, I proceeded to fuck her with all my might! The cum built up in my balls and started to burst forth. She stuck her ass up in the air to receive my seed. I pounded into her until my cum did burst forth and it shot deep into her tight little pussy! I then collapsed on top of her, pinning her face down to the bed.

After a minute, I let her up by rolling off of her. She climbed into my arms and reached down and played with my softening cock. She looked up at me and asked me how long before I would be ready to go again? I said, "In time baby, in time" and smiled at her. She smiled back!

We made love all that night and both called in sick the next day. Steve actually called once while we were in bed and insisted that we leave the phone off the hook so that he could hear us making love. 

Lisa and I have gotten into a routine. We come home from work, eat dinner and hop into bed. On the weekend's we pretty much stay in bed. 

I'm not sure what ever happened to Ken? The prosecuting attorney asked both Lisa and I if we wanted to press charges and we declined. His house went up for sale and has a sold sign on it, though we don't think that it's closed yet. 

Steve is supposed to be back next Tuesday and I guess that we have an interesting chat in store. I'm still a bit nervous that the fantasy of his wife being with me might be different for him than the reality of it, but we'll have to cross that bridge when we come to it! In the mean time, I'm going to enjoy this to the hilt!

Oh, by the way, my attorney called and the hearing to get the alimony reduced has been set for a couple of weeks from now. If I get that, I'll be able to move out and get my own place! Depending on what happens with Steve, I don't know that I will!