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How The Tides Turn Ch. 01

By: Macpappy



Thank you, angel love, for editing this story for me.

I started this story a long time ago after reading a story called 'Brotherly Love' written by suegsusan. Although this story can stand alone, I highly recommend reading this authors' story for a full scope of what has happened and for the writing quality displayed. I thank this author for her written consent and give full credit for story foundation and main character development. However, I just couldn't let the husband 'go out like that!' This story motivated me to write and I wrote this FICTION the way I felt. I am neither 'blood thirsty and hell bound on revenge' nor am I 'a cuckold advocate'. I do NOT write with the idea that my fiction MUST reflect real life at all times. I like twists and turns in a story, so I recommend reading all chapters without trying to predetermine where I am going with it. I write for entertainment value and hope I at least succeed in that. 

***

Oh, it's not over!

Jennifer and Phil were preparing for the baptism of their 6-month-old daughter Ashley, their second child. Phil's brother, Gordon, had become the godfather to their son, but because of Gordon and Jennifer's' sexual escapades during that visit and the way that Phil had obviously objected to their behavior, Jennifer knew not to suggest his brother to become godfather to Ashley.  Although Jennifer missed the way Gordon made her feel and she knew Phil was NOT ready to see his brother anytime soon. She respected his wishes and did not want to go through the hard times she and Phil went through after Gordon's last visit. 

Phil suggested that she ask her sister Jeanne for the honor of being Ashley's godmother. She had just graduated college with a degree in Music Education and now had a job teaching band students at a junior high school an hour away from Portland and had made frequent visits, almost every weekend, since her arrival. Even though she was single, she seemed to have the means to take care of Ashley in the event something happened to Jennifer and Phil.  Jennifer thought about it and decided that wouldn't be a bad idea at all.

Jennifer gave her sister a call and asked Jeanne if she wanted the honor and she graciously accepted. They were never really close growing up due to their age difference but now that Jeanne grew up they had become much closer to where they were like best of friends. Jennifer was grateful for that because she loved the company and missed having girl talk. Since her son was born, she didn't have much time to talk to her friends anymore and in the past year they had moved on with their lives; either having children themselves or moving away for their careers.

Phil and Jeanne hit it off right from the start in the customary brother/sister way. He could definitely tell that they were sisters having much of the same features. Jeanne was blessed with the same full and shapely breast her sister has except they were less than a size smaller and more perky with nipples that pointed slightly upwards as Phil had noticed when she visited wearing a low-cut form fit halter top. She was a little bit shorter that Jennifer but had the same proportionate curves that her sister had. She was 5' 5" tall, 130 pounds of woman with such a wonderful, full and athletic ass with well-toned legs she had developed playing tennis in high school and in college. 

But, what Phil really noticed was that she had the face of an angel. A look of innocence and purity, and the brightest, sweetest smile he had ever seen; with medium full lips, light blue eyes with a touch of green, and auburn dyed straight hair that bobbed just above her shoulders.

She underestimated the effect that she was having on Phil, but a few weeks earlier as she was leaving to go home she had hugged and kissed her sister goodbye and then hugged Phil goodbye. As she did, she was startled when she felt his semi-erect cock at her abdomen. She immediately looked into his eyes, wide at first but as he looked away in obvious embarrassment, her gaze grew softer and a slight knowing grin appeared on her face, which gradually put Phil at ease.

As she was driving home she thought about the excitement she brought to her brother and couldn't get the feel of his cock out of her mind. She had shifted in her seat and realized that his excitement affected her as well. She was getting wet thinking about it. She made every effort at that point to dismiss the thought because she finally was getting to know her sister and didn't want to betray her. 

But it was no use. The thought of forbidden lust had taken its toll and she found herself slowly rubbing her pussy through her denim shorts. It didn't take long with her excitement building up before she came with a satisfying orgasm that soaked the crotch of her shorts. She couldn't believe it...she had just masturbated to the thought of her sisters' husband! She knew that she had to maintain some control, but thought that it might be fun to push his buttons with flirting. She liked Phil and knew that his passive personality would tolerate innocent flirting and who knows, he might even flirt back. She smiled to think about her future visits to their house.

Phil had been staying busy at the college and even volunteering at college events and studies to keep his mind off the usual, the affair between his brother and his wife. What made it worse was that they didn't try to be discreet about it. He suspected that they fucked when Gordon first got out of the Army, and that his brother may very well be the father of his son. 

What hurt even worse was the way Jennifer had calmly stated that she was going to sleep with Gordon during his last visit, and waking up to find them asleep and entangled with each other with the guest bedroom door wide open. That sight still haunts him over a year later and never so much as an apology from either of them. He was getting ready for a divorce when they found out she was pregnant again with Ashley. He didn't have the heart to desert her during that time. He still loved Jennifer so much and desperately hoped she had gotten her brother out of her system and for everything to return to normal. For Jennifer, all seemed well. For Phil? Yeah, right!

"What's wrong with me?!" he thought to himself after Jeanne had left to return home. "What is it about my brother that women just flock to him?" It has always been that way, even while they were growing up. While Phil wasn't as outgoing, he was and still is an attractive man. He and his brother had always compared girlfriends, and Gordon was right about one thing, Jennifer was by far the most attractive woman that Phil and Gordon have ever had. They had to share a lot of things growing up together, but Phil was not prepared to have to share his wife with anyone. 

"How could they humiliate and disrespect me like that? What did I ever do to deserve this from either of them? Why did I let it happen like this? Why didn't I throw both of them out on their ass?" But the answer was simple. He loved his wife, didn't want to be without her and didn't want to leave his son. 

Since Gordon had left from his last visit, over a year ago, it looked like he had the woman that he married back in his life. She appeared to be truly repentant and they had been going to marriage counseling for eight months after Gordon left. Through counseling Jennifer expressed that she was feeling their marriage falling into a rut and chalked it off as normal. Until Gordon showed up. She missed the feeling of a new romance and gave into temptation and realized that it was the biggest mistake of her life and would work diligently making this up to her husband Phil, and earning his trust back. 

Phil wanted so much to afford her the opportunity to do that. Bottom line...He loved his wife and kid and couldn't imagine a life without them. But something just didn't feel right, deep down inside him.

Phil let out a deep sigh as he went into the study to post grades on the college website. When he finished he recalled that he was supposed to check out one of his student's Civil War graphics website, but couldn't remember the sites name so he clicked on the history button on his browser since he had been to the site previously. 

Soon, he noticed Yahoo! in the history. He doesn't use Yahoo for any reason so he clicked on it and saw that his wife was using his computer to use Yahoo Instant Messenger. He opened IM to see if any of her friends would happen to be online, but no one was. He opened the message archive and found messages between her and Gordon! She had never mentioned that she talks to him. As he read the messages his heart sunk.

"Hey handsome! Can you chat awhile?"

"Hey gorgeous. Yeah, for a little bit. I'll be getting ready to take Samantha out to dinner. I'm planning on asking her to marry me. Wish me luck"

"Oh Gordon, you know I do! I'm so happy for you even though I AM jealous as hell knowing she is going to be enjoying that big beautiful cock of yours. I miss you so much!"

"I miss you, too. How is that fine body of yours?"

"Soaked and aching to be seriously fucked. I'm looking at the pic you sent me yesterday. My GOD I want your cock so bad. Did you like the pic I sent you?

"Yes!!! What a beautiful shot of your pussy. So soft and wet. I get so hard looking at it... knowing that I fucked it good, gave you 2 kids and it still looks so inviting."

"Mmmm! And I would love for you to do it again, too!"

"Phil hasn't figured it out yet? Hasn't even mentioned the possibility?"

"Nope. And I am not telling him either. Gordon, I love him, I really do and always will but I just need a real man to fuck me. So, be assured that you are in my every thought while he's fucking me because I don't think he will ever fuck me like you do! You own this pussy, baby."

With that he slammed his fists on the keyboard and threw it across the room, breaking the keyboard cable in the process, along with the lamp and a family picture that was sitting on the lamp stand. Never in his life had he felt such utter rage!

Jennifer heard the commotion and came running into the study. "Baby, what happened? Are you ok?" She asked. 

Phil growled back, "Jennifer......just...." clinching his jaw and tightening his fists, "stay the fuck away from me right now!"

"Why, baby, what's wrong? What happened?!" She asked, now frightened. 

"GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!" and he went to her, took her arm and forced her out of the study, slamming the door in her face. Jennifer stood speechless. She had never seen her husband this way. 

*** It gets deeper!

After about an hour he had calmed down enough to make a call to his friend Tom, the Dean of Laboratory Sciences at the college. They agreed to meet at the pub across town where they usually meet and unwind. Phil grabbed his keys and stormed out of the house. A little while later he was sitting at a table with Tom and asked for a huge favor.

"Are you serious? You want me to check your fertility and do a paternity test on you and your kids?"

"I have to know, Tom! And I need this in complete discretion for right now. It could all be bullshit in my head but if its not..."

"Then what, Phil? What if what they say is true, then what?"

Phil looked up from his beer with wild eyes and a sinister grin, "Payback!"

"OK, come see me tomorrow in my office, and we'll see what's going on."

Phil then went home, and spent the night in the study without saying a word to Jennifer.

The next morning he called to postpone his classes for the day. He was going to be occupied with last minute plans. Before Jennifer woke up, Phil had already used Q-tips and gently swabbed the saliva from his and the children's mouths and sealed them in their own zip-loc bags as instructed by Tom and then he headed off to the college to meet with Tom.

At 4:30 Phil was getting restless waiting in his office for the results. He was staring at the phone trying to will it to ring when there was a knock at the door. 

"Come in," answered Phil. It was Tom with his briefcase. He entered the office and sat down on the couch beside Phil. 

"I've got good news and bad news."

"Spill it!" Phil spat anxiously.

"Well, regarding the fertility test your sperm count is abnormally low with remarkably low Testosterone levels. But here's the good news: based on the physical evaluation I performed and the lab results this condition is completely and easily reversible!"

"How?" Phil asked, almost not believing it.

Tom reached into his briefcase and pulled out 2 bottles of pills. "Take one of these each day until complete and then come see me and we will recheck your sperm count."

"These pills should open up the blood flow and other vessels in your body, and these other pills will increase your Testosterone level back to normal range, thereby increasing sperm count..."

"And the paternity tests?" he grimly asked, already knowing at this point.

"Here. Take a look. As you can see by the graph...well, you're not the children's father, as you suggested. But they are from your bloodlines...indicating someone from your family...presumably your lowlife brother!"

A tear streamed down his cheek as he looked up at the ceiling. "Tom, thanks for helping me out with this. Really. I had to know for sure."

"Phil, you are one of my dearest friends but I don't want you doing something..."

Phil interrupted. "Tom, trust me. I am pissed off, not stupid. But some things are gonna change."

"Be careful Phil."

*** A week has passed and things have calmed down at home. Jennifer still acted like she had no idea what really set her husband off last week, as all he told her was that he got a disturbing email regarding one of his students and not to worry about it. 

That Saturday morning, he woke up with a raging morning wood and needed to piss real badly! Groggily, he rose out of bed and staggered to the bathroom. When he got to the toilet he reached for his hard prick and knew something wasn't right. He looked down at it. 

"What the fuck!" 

His cock had grown a full inch in length and had gotten noticeably thicker. He stared at it with bewilderment. Then it became clear. The "blood flow" pills! He started to laugh and couldn't seem to stop. He couldn't believe it, and was willing to bet Jennifer wouldn't either...unless of course they...

Phil pulled off his boxers and walked naked with hard cock in hand to Jennifer's side of the bed. He gently pulled the covers back not wanting to wake her. He wanted her to feel it before she saw it. He reached down and started rubbing her pussy through her warm panties. She let out a slight grunt.

"Not now Phil, I want to sleep." 

Phil said nothing as he slid his finger under the fabric and felt her shaved cunt starting to get moist. He eased her panties down over her ass and down her thick tanned thighs. Even after the way she treated him with Gordon, he couldn't help but get even further aroused by her body, still so beautiful. He then inserted 2 fingers and began his teasing finger-fuck.

"Alright, Phil, make it quick so I can get back to sleep." 

With that he rolled her to her back and with her eyes closed he positioned his cock at her entrance. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit slowly, stopping every few seconds to slap her clit with his now meaty cock.  Then he put the head into her wet hole and with one slow push he buried his cock all the way into her. Her eyes immediately widened as she tried to sit up wondering who exactly was fucking her. 

"Who the...What? Oh Phil! Oh my God! You feel so massive! What gives?" 

Phil didn't say a word; just let it slide in and out of her hot pussy. "Oh Phil! God yes, OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!" She screamed as she began shaking and cumming. 

With that, Phil began slamming his cock into her, as hard and fast as he could, feeling how tight she now seemed to be. Jennifer squealed like a puppy with sharp yelps as she held on for dear life being fucked well by her husband, having successive orgasms. Phil felt himself about to cum so he pulled his cock out and stroked himself, squirting many long ropes of semen at her face and chest, the last few being aimed at her stomach. He wasn't about to give her the satisfaction of feeling his hot seed inside her.  He wanted to treat her like a $10 whore, but that would have to come later. Jennifer just lay there trembling in after-orgasm, trying to catch her breath. 

Phil got up and without a word headed for the shower feeling pleased with himself. He couldn't keep his eyes off of his now hung cock. A new confidence now came over him and felt revitalized. 

"What to do, what to do!" he thought as a smile graced his handsome face.

When he went downstairs to make breakfast and coffee, Jennifer was already preparing it. She walked over to him and placed his coffee on the table. She bent down to kiss his bottom lip and sucked on it hard, letting it go with a "pop" sound.

"That was wonderful, sweetheart! What did you do to this thing?" she asked as she reached down grabbing his cock. "Are you using a pump or something?" 

"No, I haven't done anything. Maybe you just forgot how good I can feel inside you."

Jennifer responded, "Well, now I wish Jeanne wasn't coming down today. I'd love to spend all day in bed with you." His eyes lit up as he almost forgot..."Jeanne!"

*** Let the teasing begin!

Jeanne was on her way to see Jennifer and Phil for the weekend. It was one hectic week at the school as she was working with the kids to get them ready to perform a school concert. She just had to get away and just relax with family, and maybe do a little flirting with Phil. She smiled at herself feeling like she was such a "bad girl" for teasing her brother this way, but she knew nothing would happen. She was wearing a tight black tube top that perfectly accented her firm tits with white shorts that just covered her full, heart-like ass. She knew it would get Phil's' attention.

She arrived at her sisters' house, and went to the trunk to get her small duffel bag of clothes for the weekend. Jennifer heard her arrive and walked out to greet her. 

"Hey Jeanne..." she said with a smirk and raised eyebrows "...ya little hooch!" and she started laughing. 

Jeanne giggled back and said, "Yeah, well, it's such a beautiful day and I felt like turning a few heads on the drive here," thinking to herself that she REALLY wanted Phil to notice. Secretively, she had a huge crush on him. 

"I'd say that outfit would do it! I'm surprised that you didn't cause a few wrecks! But you do look fantastic! Come on in." 

"Where's Phil today?" 

Jennifer replied that he was mowing the back yard as they went inside.

When Jeanne got settled, she and Jennifer sat down on the back porch to catch up on things that happened since she last visited. Jennifer told her everything that happened with Phil, how he blew up after she left last weekend to the mind blowing sex they had this morning and that Phil's penis seemed bigger today for some reason but it must have been her imagination. That part of the conversation halted as Phil put up the mower and went to the porch. Phil was sweaty wearing an old pair of shorts and old tennis shoes. 

"Hey there, stud!" Jeanne greeted. 

When Phil saw his sister, he stopped dead in his tracks and had to catch his breath. "OH – MY – GOD! Stunning!" he thought. 

"Hey yourself, gorgeous! How was the drive down?" he asked and without thinking he instinctively bent down to kiss her. He planted a small but solid peck on the lips that sent shock waves down her chest. 

"It was fabulous! I had to put the top down on the car and enjoy the weather. And hardly any traffic." "Are you finished with the yard, baby? Would you like some tea or something?" Jennifer asked.

"That sounds great, but a beer sounds better. Thank you, Jen."


How The Tides Turn Ch. 01



"Not a problem, be right back!" she smiled as she got up and headed to the kitchen.

As soon as she closed the sliding glass door, He turned to look at Jeanne feeling bold and putting his plan to work.

"Sweetheart, you look amazing! Good enough to eat!" He smiled at her. She blushed slightly, but wanted to keep her edge that she thought she had over him. 

"Honey, be careful what you wish for..." she said, grinning with a daring tone. At that, Phil's cock twitched as it started to grow. "Oh my! Excited to see me, are you?" she said with a sexy giggle. 

"I told you that you look amazing!" 

She looked down at it almost in a stare, gently biting her bottom lip and at that moment Phil knew his plan was going to work out great. Just then Jennifer came back with a beer for her husband and handed it to him. 

As she did, she bent down and whispered, "I'm fucking your brains out tonight! I can't stop thinking about you." 

His cock started to twitch again. Although he was hiding how pissed off he was, he couldn't help getting hot for her. Even after all the infidelity, lies and deception she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever met. However, with that thought, he looked over at Jeanne and realized that wasn't the case anymore. Jeanne could easily compete with Jennifer in looks, but could she fuck like Jennifer, that was the question he wanted to find the answer to. 

Then he replied, "It's a date!"

The rest of the day went on great, talking, laughing, and taking care of the kids. Jeanne mentioned that she wanted to have kids soon while she was still young. And at every chance they had, Phil and Jeanne silently exchanged glances and flirted.

After dinner, Jennifer put the kids to bed and said, "I'm sorry Jeanne, I don't mean to be rude or anything but I am so horny I can't see straight! I'm going to get a shower and take my husband to bed. The house is yours, you know where everything is." 

Jeanne giggled, "Have fun, I'll see you in the morning!"

Phil came in from taking out the trash while Jennifer was in the shower and got cornered by Jeanne. 

"Jennifer said she's in the shower and will call for you in a little while to join her." 

Phil grinned as he looked at her. Jeanne stepped closer to him, slowly tracing her fingers around his chest and gazing into his eyes. "Will you do something for me?" she asked. 

"Sure."

"Fuck her brains out! Fuck her with everything you have! Make her scream! I'm going to rub my tight...wet...little pussy listening to what you do to her." she said, whispering in his ear. She looked down and saw a rather large bulge trying to break free of the shorts he was wearing. She smiled, "Good Boy!" 

"I'm going to tear her pussy up imagining that." 

"That's the idea, Stud! See you in the morning." She raised her head and kissed him on the cheek.

"Phil, baby, would you come here a sec?" He heard Jennifer call.

*** First it was Jennifer.

Walking slowly to the bedroom, his cock was still growing hard. Partly from anticipating fucking his wife in a way she has never received from him. "Let's see if she's thinking about my fucking brother after this!" he thought. But then, he started imagining his sister rubbing her pussy listening to what he did to her sister. 

He opened the door to the bedroom and saw Jennifer lying back on the bed, reclining on pillows wearing a white satin negligee. Her long brown wavy hair spread neatly on the top pillow, nails freshly painted blood red matching her lipstick. He hadn't seen his wife this way since their honeymoon. The cheating whore, Phil thought.

He didn't say a word. She looked at him with a devilish smile motioning with her finger to join her. He walked over to her, kicking his shoes off before he knelt over her heavenly frame. She reached up placing both hands on his face and pulled him to her lips. Phil was giving her what she craved at the moment, but had other ideas. Their lips touched and tongues slowly slid back and forth against each other. Jennifer began breathing fast and deep letting out anticipating groans, craving to be ravished. 

Phil broke from her lips and aggressively started kissing her cheeks, working his way to her neck, sucking and nibbling. He knew this spot gets her steamy. 

"Oh Phil...Mmmm...That's it! Yes! Oh God, I've waited for this all day! I want you so bad, baby! 

Phil then kissed his way to her breasts, kissing around each nipple gently and flicking each one lightly and rapidly with his tongue while his hands pulled up on the negligee, bringing it above her luscious tits. He eagerly sucked on one nipple while twisting the other between his finger and thumb. She placed one hand behind his head and the other behind her own, eyes closed and breathing heavily. Phil went back and forth between nipples until they were red and fully erect. 

He continued massaging her tits while he slowly licked down to her tummy, stopping to tease her belly button, dragging his tongue all around it. He raised his eyes to look at her...eyes closed, a hungry smile, licking her lips, chest heaving up and down. He slid his hands down the side of her breasts, slowly down her sides, down further to her thighs, fighting the urge to beat the hell out of her. He couldn't do that, but he could tease her though and drive her crazy.

"Baby, you got me so hot, so wet." 

He kissed her tummy, kissing lower to her clit, sucking it, licking it and watching it pulse as her first orgasm came violently. Her hips raised and she let out a throaty growl, "Yes, baby, right there, eat my pussy!" 

He picked her legs up and pushed them back to her tits. Phil backed off and slowly ran his tongue from the back of her ass, up her crack and started tracing an outline around her tight little asshole. 

"OOOHHHH that feels soooooo good!" 

"You like that, huh?" Phil teased.

"Mmmm...Don't stop...Lick my ass, baby!" 

Phil began his way to her clit, forcefully rubbing it with his tongue, and then slowly licking back down to her ass while she moaned with increased excitement.

As her hips started to slowly rotate, Phil suddenly stopped and started kissing and sucking her thighs. She gave a grunt with frustration loving the feel of his mouth on her ass, something she never felt before. Phil was now getting in to teasing Jennifer. 

She reached down and pulled his face to her ass, "Baby, please don't stop...lick my ass.... Suck my pussy good...I love your mouth down there." Phil grinned, as this was going to drive her wild.

He immediately darted his tongue in her pussy as far as it would go and tongue fucked her, hard and fast, slamming his face into her cunt while he enjoyed hearing her breathing get heavier. He watched her tummy and started to see it contract as she was on the verge of cumming. 

"Phil, baby, I'm gonna cum...Oh God! Yesssss!" 

"Uh-uh! Not yet, you're not!" He quickly stopped and rolled her over on her stomach and started kissing the small of her back. 

"Uuhhh....aarrgghh" she grunted wondering why he stopped. 

Jennifer was starting to settle down from near orgasm and enjoy the attention her back was getting when Phil placed his hand on her hips and jerked her over and up on all fours. Stunned by the sudden and violent change in position, she looked back just in time to she his large hand slap sharp and firm on her ass, a sound that had to be heard all over the house.  "Ow!"

"You've been a bad little girl, Jennifer, haven't you?!"

"What??" She asked, puzzled...He's never been like this before.

Another Smack.  "AAHHH!!" She reacted, now in pain

"Answer me, woman! You've been bad! Haven't you?" He starts to slide his cock up and down her wet folds.

"OOOHHH Yes, I've been soooo bad!" Now her cunt was tingling from finally feeling his hard cock.

"Tell daddy what naughty little things you've done," holding the base of his cock and circling the head around her clit.

"I've been sooo bad, today, daddy! My pussy has been wet all day...I couldn't get my mind off your beautiful cock! Every chance I had alone today I rubbed my tight little cunt thinking about you!"

"What should I do about this, Jen?" Now placing the head of his cock at her wet entrance.

"Oh please fuck me! Stop teasing me and just fuck the shit out of me! I need it sooo bad!"

Phil grabbed hold of her hips and slammed his cock all the way inside of her, in and out with a fury. Jennifer screamed with a mixture of pain and pleasure, "AAHH! AAHH! AAHH! AAHH!" Her screams matching his powerful thrusts!  "YESSSSS.... OHHH YESSSS! FUCK ME!....OOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!" 

He suddenly stopped and started slapping her ass with his cock. "DAMN IT, Will you please stop teasing me! Put that cock back in me, NOW!"

"NAH, you can wait," he stated calmly, really enjoying that she was getting frustrated.

"NOW, Phil! Fuck me NOW!"

"Turn around!"

"What?" she asked, wondering what she was in store for next?

"Turn around, NOW! Suck my cock! You want me to fuck you? Then suck my cock good."

She smiled from ear to ear as she turned around. She started to stroke his cock with both hands while she marveled at how it had grown. "Mmmmm, your cock is so big and hard and beautiful...What happened to it to make it so big? Tell me the truth."  "Honey, honestly I don't know! I've just been really excited and horny lately. You must bring out the best in me," he stated, trying to control his anger. 

"Well, whatever happened, I love it!" she said before licking under his shaft, from the head to his balls, slowly, up and down. Then she started gulping his cock with frenzy, now completely worshiping his new, wonderful cock.

*** Meanwhile, Jeanne was in the next room, naked and enjoying Phil teasing Jennifer. She had been rubbing her clit and had cum when she heard her sister scream. "This guy is good! I might have to try him myself!" she thought. 

She listened intently and became extremely aroused when she heard Phil start to moan. "Mmmmmm...he sounds so sexy!" "Oh Phil, make me cum, baby, fill ME with your cock!" She whispered as she darted two fingers in and out of her dripping cunt.

***

"Cum for me, baby" said Jennifer, then began bobbing and sucking on her husbands' cock. Phil smiled at her efforts, but was totally controlling his own excitement, not letting himself cum until he was ready. 

She sucked and deep throat his cock for another 10 minutes, listening to her husband moan. Phil could feel a difference in Jennifer's performance, as it was obvious her jaw was getting sore trying to make him cum. Before she became discouraged he told her to lay back.  She lay back, adjusting the pillows so she could see his cock fuck her aching pussy.

Phil placed his cock at the entrance and slowly shoved his cock inside her until he was in all the way. He had teased her enough, now it's time to give her the best fucking he possibly could. "OOOHHHH!  Mmmmmmmm....OH YEEESSSSSSSS! IM..." She screamed, raising her head, tightening her stomach, spraying cum all over Phil's groin. She had never squirted her cum like that before. 

"Oh WOW, Jen, where did that come from? That felt awesome!" 

"I," catching her breath. "don't know!" "You fuck me so good baby!...Oh God, I'm cumming agaAAAIIIINN!!!!!.. AAAHHHHHHHHHHH....OOOooooohhhhhhhhhhhh!" she screamed, as he continued his slow pace.

Her body began shaking. Her eyes were closed and her mind was numb, on the verge of passing out. Phil kept his cock still as he lay down on top of her and held her until she had regained control. She started kissing his face and neck with her arms holding on tightly around her husband.

"I want you to fuck me hard with that hard massive cock, Phil! Fuck this pussy...Your pussy.... This pussy is ALL yours! Fuck it good!" She whispered in his ear.

"How could I say no to that?" He obliged. Phil bent her legs back and began to plow her pussy hard and fast, sending his wife into a continuous throaty howling like moan.

*** Jeanne was slamming two fingers into her pussy ferociously, building to a powerful orgasm. "YES, Phil, YESSS! Fuck my cunt you fucking STALLION! Mmmm!" she said quietly as her hips started bucking wildly, feeling her cum ooze out down her ass.

***

Jennifer now had tears streaming down her face as she held on to Phil for dear life, having mind-blowing orgasms over and over.

"I'm gonna cum, sweetheart!"

"Oh yes, baby! Fill my cunt with your hot seed!"

"No, No, No, baby, in your mouth!" 

As he pulled out and moved up to her face. She wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and as he emptied his, what felt like, a quart of seed, he pulled out of her mouth and sprayed her face and hair, causing her a look of frustration and disgust. She managed to keep her cool, considering the orgasms she just received.

He moved down to lie next to her.

"You were wonderful. I have never been...Oh WOW! Whew...Amazing...I'm gonna be hurting tomorrow, I know that! But, honey, why did you pull out of me?" she asked.

"That was just something I always wanted to try. You look so sexy with cum all over you," he complimented.

"You are so beautiful, Jennifer. I love that after all this time, were still so hot for each other...that we haven't let our sex life go stale."

"Oh, honey, me too...I can't think of anyplace I'd rather be than in your arms," she said, wiping the cum off her face...

"It worked! She apparently fucked me without thinking of Gordon. I hope you're sore, you fucking cunt. Payback is gonna be a bitch!" He thought.

"Jen, I'm gonna go raid the fridge, you want anything?"

"No thanks honey! I'm getting ready to pass out."

"Ok, be back in a bit." ***

Phil put his shorts on and headed for the fridge. He passed by the spare room where Jeanne was staying. He lightly knocked, then peeked in. Jeanne was still naked on top of the covers, still panting with her knees bent and her hands resting on her tummy. She hadn't noticed the door open. Phil walked in. 

"How was that for fucking her brains out?" he whispered. 

"Oh man! You did a number on us tonight! That's for sure."

"Us? Did I get you off too?" He asked coyly.

"If you only knew! I haven't got off like that in a while!"

Phil with boldness reached down and lightly felt her wet labia, rubbing his fingers up and down. When he touched her it was like an electric shock through her body.

"What are you doing? Your wife...my sister...is in the next room and she would go ape-shit if she saw this. We can't do this...It isn't..." 

He interrupted her placing his lips on hers. She placed her hands on his neck, hungrily kissing him while she felt his fingers probing her wet cunt. He broke away from her moist lips. 

"You're absolutely right. Jeanne, we can't do this." He got up, gazed at her beauty for a few seconds. "Hmmm. Sweet dreams, Jeanne. See you in the morning." And he left the room. 

Jeanne smiled as her door closed. "Tease!"

When he lay back in bed next to Jennifer, He kissed her tenderly. "I love you so much, Phil.  

"Me too! Good night." You fucking bitch! 

To Be Continued...



How The Tides Turn Ch. 02



Thank you, angel love, for editing this story for me.

I started this story a long time ago after reading a story called 'Brotherly Love' written by suegsusan. Although this story can stand alone, I highly recommend reading this authors' story for a full scope of what has happened and for the writing quality displayed. I thank this author for her written consent and give full credit for story foundation and main character development. However, I just couldn't let the husband 'go out like that!' This story motivated me to write and I wrote this FICTION the way I felt. I am neither 'blood thirsty and hell bound on revenge' nor am I 'a cuckold advocate'. I do NOT write with the idea that my fiction MUST reflect real life at all times. I like twists and turns in a story, so I recommend reading all chapters without trying to predetermine where I am going with it. I write for entertainment value and hope I at least succeed in that. 

***

Phil opened his eyes to the sounds of Ashley cooing through the baby monitor on Jennifer's night stand and figured he would use this private time to see Jeanne. He got up, went to the bathroom and then went to Ashley's room. 

He silently opened the door to a sight that mesmerized him. Jeanne was holding and bottle feeding Ashley in the rocking chair, wearing her pink oversized T-shirt, her lips pressed to the top of Ashley's head. Phil stood at the door watching the sunlight through the window illuminate her smooth, toned and crossed legs. 

"My God!" Phil whispered. She looked up at him and smiled. "You look stunning! So maternal! Beautiful!" Still smiling, Jeanne winked at him and gently bit her bottom lip as she continued rocking her niece. 

"Want me to take her?" Phil asked out of courtesy.

"No, sweetie, that's OK. I love babies! And this one is so sweet."

"Huh? Did I just hear what I thought I heard? Or, was I dreaming?" Jennifer thought, waking up to the sounds on the monitor. "Is Phil coming on to my sister? I must be just hearing things." She rolled back over and dozed back to sleep.

Phil went to the kitchen to get some coffee after getting the morning paper off the lawn, and headed out to the back porch. He reflected on last night. Everything was going perfectly. He emptied his cup and went back to get a refill of coffee. 

Jeanne was at the kitchen window gazing at the beautiful morning and enjoying her coffee when she felt hands on her hips and a chest against her back. 

"Good morning, Stud." she greeted with a smile. Phil's lips on her neck were giving her goose bumps.

"Good morning, how did you sleep?" Phil asked. 

"Like a baby! But from the sounds of things I bet you slept good!" Complimenting him on his performance.

"Was it what you expected?"

"Oh, so much better! You wore Jennifer out. Made me kind of envious of her."

"Why envious?" Phil asked playfully innocent. His cock was now erect.

"You know damn well why?" she answered, rubbing her ass slowly against his rigidity.

"No, tell me!" Now, teasing her.

She just blushed and remained silent. Phil wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her tummy, pulling her closer.

"Tell me"

"I can't."

"Why not?" He removed one hand and unbuttoned his shorts, pulling out his rock hard cock and placing it between her legs, on her panties, rubbing the head against her clit.

She closed her legs, holding him there instinctively. "Oh Phil.... Why are you doing this? You know it can't go anywhere; I don't want to hurt my sister. We need to stop this!" But her excited breathing betrayed her efforts.

"Come on, tell me! Why are you envious? Then I'll stop!" He said, getting the hang of this teasing thing.

"I'm hot for you," she said, barely whispering.

"What was that?"

She pushed his arms away, stepped away and turned to him. "Because I'm hot for you! I wanted to tease and flirt with you and it backfired, OK? Baby, I'm on fire, and we can't do anything about it. And she can fuck you anytime she wants. That's why I'm envious, OK? I'm not hot for just any man; I'm hot for you!" Phil reached for her, pulling her close and she wrapped her arms around his neck and hungrily kissed him, exploring his mouth while stroking his pulsing manhood. 

"Oh God.... No!" she said sharply. "I'm sorry Phil, I shouldn't have done that...this isn't right!" She pulled away quickly and ran to her room, shutting the door. Phil buttoned up his pants, grinning.

Later on that afternoon, Jeanne was packing to head home while Jennifer sat on the bed talking to her. "I had this weird dream this morning...That Phil was trying to seduce you and talked to you like you were his girlfriend." 

Jeanne thought she was going to have a heart attack. "Yeah, that IS weird. Must be from the euphoria you were experiencing last night," Jeanne said teasingly, trying not to look guilty. 

"You heard us? Well, yeah, I guess you did...sorry, Jeanne, I guess I got a little excited."

"Yeah, I guess you were, kinda got me excited too. It's been a while!"

"Oh Jeanne, I'm so sorry. Now I feel bad."

"Don't be, I understand. I can get that way too." She smiled reassuringly at her. "One thing I wanted to say, though...Take care of that man, Jennifer. He is a doll! He seems like a wonderful husband."

"All and all, he is. We have our good days and bad days, but we make it work."

"Well, I hope I'm one day lucky enough to land a man like him."

Jennifer got up to hug her, "Oh honey, you will. Look at you. You are a beautiful woman, any man would be lucky to have you!"

Jennifer walked her to her car and Jeanne returned home without saying goodbye to Phil... 

***

Confession to Jeanne!

Monday morning, Phil went to see Tom at his office for his "check-up." 

"Well, buddy, how are things going?" Tom asked.

"Perfect! You wouldn't believe it! And let me say, those blood flow pills are working, buddy!"

Tom laughed, "I thought you would like those...and so would most women for that matter." He handed Phil a plastic cup. "I need a sample, Phil...Use my office for privacy, and I'll be back in a little while." And he left Phil to it. Phil got comfortable and started thinking about Jeanne and got hard immediately. Within minutes, he had filled the cup. He paged Tom for him to return.

"Damn! That was quick! Good God, do you normally ejaculate in those quantities?" 

"No, not until this weekend."

"Well, let's see if the pills are working as they appear to be." Tom took the cup to the lab and tested his sperm. Then he went back to his office to give Phil the news.

"Remarkably, your sperm count AND testosterone levels are way above baseline normal...Your carrying a loaded weapon! No biological reason you couldn't reproduce now. Consider yourself cured!" 

"Awesome, thanks Tom, I don't know how to possibly repay you." 

"Just give me all the details when your payback is done." 

Phil went back to his office, rejuvenated. He felt like a stud horse.

Phil started grading finals when the phone rang. "Hello, Professor Stevens." 

"Well hey there PROFESSOR Stevens. This is Miss Gilman, How are you?" 

Phil's' pen dropped to the floor "Jeanne! To what do I owe this pleasant surprise?"

"Oh, nothing. I just finished my last class for the day and I started thinking about my handsome, sexy brother and here I am, like a teenager on the phone, giddy and talking to boys!" They both laughed. 

"Ah, Jeanne, I was just thinking about you too." 

"Phil, I'm sorry about yesterday. I didn't mean to run out on you like that, but I didn't know what else to do. I mean, I'm normally not like that. I'm normally more in control of myself in those situations, but I found myself out of control and falling fast, ya know. It's like...You're like an aphrodisiac! It scared me a little, because I wanted to have harmless teasing with you, ya know, all in good fun. But when I'm around you my heart starts racing and I can't think clearly. So, just wanted to say I'm sorry, and for the sake of your marriage I'm gonna stop playing around with you. I..."

Phil stopped her, "Jeanne this is ridiculous. You're done for the day, so am I. Let's meet for a cup of coffee and talk. Just talk! I can explain some things better in person. Let's meet up at Denny's in ... say a half hour?" 

"OK...see ya then."

Phil gathered all his documents Tom gave him, plus a print out of the Instant Messenger history between Gordon and Jennifer, and left.

***

When they got there, they sat across from each other. He held her hand across the table and looked into her eyes. "Jeanne, first, let me say that I know how you feel, I feel it too. Sometimes people just can't help how they feel, it's just there. I feel the same way about you". 

"And THAT'S why I can't continue going on this way with you Phil. We have to think of your wife and kids. That's my sister! She never did anything to hurt me and I NEVER want to hurt her or jeopardize my relationship with her. I just hope I'm as lucky as she is some day to find a man half as good as you. I look up to you two, like the perfect couple." 

That was the opportunity he was looking for. 

"Perfect? Nowhere even close! I know your getting to know her now that your closer, but your getting to know me as well, where we have our own relationship and trust, right?" 

"Yeah, that's true" she agreed. 

"Can I trust you with anything? Even if it means hearing devastating news that could destroy our family? Can I trust you to keep your mouth shut?"

"Of course, Phil. You can talk to me about anything. What's the matter?"

"Imagine this for a second. You're head over heels for your wife, but after 5 years the sex gets...let's just say...routine. The sex was plenty, but she's not pregnant. Then, your brother comes to visit...9 months later, out pops a son. You're a little suspicious, but you don't want to believe it..." 

"Are you saying she..."

"Please let me finish. About 6 months later, your brother comes back to visit for a few weeks and he is groping your wife in front of you and she says nothing! A few days later, sitting on the couch he slides his hand up your wife's shirt, feeling her breasts and you warn them to stop, that you don't approve. Her answer? "Oh, come on honey, he's just a little lonely, that's all" while your wife unzips his pants and pulls his cock out in front of you. Your brother is saying that you're supposed to share. You tell them to stop, only to see your wife with your brothers' cock in her mouth. 

You get up and leave the room. Your wife comes in the room with you saying she wants to do this and that's exactly what she's going to do, hoping that he will fuck her good...You leave the house to get a drink and they're making out on the couch. The day before he leaves, your "PERFECT" wife tells you that she's going to spend the night in your brothers' bed so she can say goodbye properly. 9 months later...a daughter! With your brothers eyes! You still don't want to believe that child isn't yours, you try to over look it...Only to find this" and he handed her the IM history print out. 

She read the print out, horrified, like she had no idea who her sister was. "Phil, it doesn't make sense! I mean, all of this makes her sound like a two timing whore, but from what I heard the other night, why the hell would she want anyone else. And those kids most likely are yours, Phil" 

Phil handed her the lab reports. 

"What's this?"

"I had tests done. Up until a week ago, I had hormonal problems, low testosterone levels, low sperm count, and so on. I couldn't have kids, Jeanne, and these are DNA charts, confirming that they're not mine. My doc gave me hormone therapy medication and now my levels are above normal with increased size, full fertility, sex drive, and the works. Granted, I should have got tested a long time ago..." 

"That shouldn't matter...That does not give them the right to be rotten to you like that. Apparently I don't know my sister at all! Jeanne started to get angry. 

"Jeanne, what would you do in this situation?" 

Jeanne looked at him with wide angry eyes. "Payback is a bitch!" A tear ran down her cheek "Phil, I am so sorry about this...I can't even imagine what you are going through. That bitch doesn't deserve you, and your brother, don't get me started. Why haven't you left that whore?" 

"A simple divorce isn't bold enough; it's time to get cerebral! Time to get even! With BOTH of them. Because of them, I don't see those kids as mine anymore. They are a reminder of what they did to me. Now that my problem is fixed, I can still have my own kids. If my brother Gordon and my wife can fuck and conceive a child, they can damn well take care of it. Don't get me wrong, I love those little tikes, but right now I'm reminded that they humiliated me when I look at the kids." 

"I hear you, Honey," Jeanne said as she got up from her side and sat next to him and hugged him in consolement.

"Can you keep this quiet and act like I never told you this?" 

"Your secret is safe with me. What do you plan to do about it?" she asked. 

Phil smiled devilishly, "My plan is already in progress! Let's leave it at that." 

They finished their coffee and left. He walked her to her car and kissed her tenderly, and said goodbye.

***

Now, it's Jeanne's Turn!

Friday night soon arrived and Jeanne pulled up to her sisters' house just before dark. She wasn't sure how she was going to treat her sister no differently than before considering what she now knew. But she promised Phil. She was going to try. Phil came home late after stopping to get Chinese food. He arrived in the house and Jennifer rushed up to him and kissed him. 

When they sat down to eat, Jennifer blurted, "Gordon called this afternoon. He is coming to the baptism with his fiancé. He is getting married. Isn't it wonderful? She must be some catch to tie Gordon down." 

Now she is realizing maybe she shouldn't have said that last part. Jeanne gave her a look that would take down a bear, 'That stupid BITCH!' she thought, now knowing she couldn't act like she didn't know. Phil on the other hand was keeping his cool but was hysterical on the inside, 'This keeps getting better and better! Yeah, we'll see about that wedding! Poor bastard! He has NO IDEA!' He thought.

"That's cool; we haven't seen him in a while. So...the ladies man...settling down...Who-da-thought?" Jeanne saw the wheels in his head turning. 'Oh my God, This is gonna be GOOD! You are so bad, Phil!' she reasoned to herself.

After dinner, Jeanne and her sister cleaned up the table. Phil went to tuck the babies into bed. While he was gone, Jeanne thought she would innocently inquire about Gordon. "Have you met Gordon? What exactly did Phil mean by a ladies man?" Jennifer looked at her sister with dreamy eyes "Gordon? Hell yes I've met him. He's a knock out! Fucking gorgeous hunk of man! The kind that doesn't keep a woman on his arm for too long, at least until now."

"Jennifer Lynn! Did you...you know...?"

Jennifer blushed, then took a deep breath and smiled, "Jeanne, don't be silly! I'm a married woman!"

Jeanne just looked at her. 'Dumb ass! You would ruin you marriage for an asshole like HIM!' she thought.

Just then, Phil returned and saw the 2 of them. "What are we talking about?" 

"Oh, just girl stuff," Jennifer replied.

Jeanne walked up to Phil and wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. "Thanks for the dinner. Chinese is my favorite!" She kissed him again, this time much softer. 

Jennifer interceded, "Uh, Jeanne, what the hell do you think your doing?"

"Thanking him for dinner, why?" her arms still around her brother. 

"Then get your damn hands off my husband and say thank you!" 

Jeanne replied, "Oh come on Jennifer, we're sisters! We're all family here, what's the problem?" 

Now getting pissed off, "The problem is that you are WAY out of line and if you don't respect me enough to leave my husband alone, then you are not welcome here, so you can go the fuck home!" Jennifer replied, pointing to the door.

"You won't share him with me, big sister?" asking playfully. 

"That's it! You have apparently lost your mind. It's time for you to leave...now!" Jennifer stated firmly. 

Phil had told Jeanne everything expecting this and, 'boy, is this getting good, or what?' he thought. He lowered his hands to caress her ass and heard a quiet moan escape her.

"I hate to break this news to you sweet sister, but this is Phil's house too and he didn't tell me to leave." She grabbed a hold of his rock hard cock. "And quite frankly, I don't think he wants me to, either...Do you, Phil?" 

He answered her by pulling her close, looking into her eyes, smiling and then he started kissing her. This is what they both have been waiting for. Jennifer stood there, stunned at what she was seeing. Jeanne broke away from his lips and squat down, unzipping his shorts, letting his cock out. 

"Phil, honey, if you don't mind I'm gonna worship this nice cock for a while. You don't mind do you?" 

"Not at all...as long as I can worship you in return." 

"Deal!" She said while she slowly licked the sides of his large cock. 

Jennifer stormed away to her bedroom crying. How could Phil do this to me? She wondered.

"Are you gonna cum for me, baby?" Jeanne asked, toying with him.

"I'll give you as much as you want, darling."

"Good. I want it deep in my pussy when you're ready," she said, grinning and then started stroking his cock with both hands and bobbing her head, sucking hard.

"Oh.... Oh honey! You got me so hard. Your mouth...Oh shit! You feel soooo good! That's it, baby!"

"Phil, I've wanted this for a long time. I've fantasized about this ever since my 19th birthday and tonight, you are mine!"

"You got that right! ALL Yours! But hold that thought, I've gotta take care of something," he said as he stepped out of his shorts, took off his shirt and headed for the bedroom. He opened the door and found Jennifer sitting on the bed sobbing. 

"Oh, Jennifer, are you upset about anything?" He asked sarcastically.

She looked up and saw him naked with his hard prick pointing at her. She turned away, "Fuck you, bastard!"

"No, baby, No." He said calmly and gently, "Fuck!...YOU!" "Doesn't feel good, does it! You didn't seem to mind while you were fucking my brother, and you get upset NOW? Good! Now, I'm gonna go back out there and your sister and I are gonna fuck like rabbits. I COULD just tell her no, but Jen, I WANT to do this! So does she. She wants me to fill her pussy with meat and cum and that's what I'm gonna do. You can come join us once you've calm down and realize that this is inevitable." 

Jennifer continued sobbing, knowing where she heard this before, but not comprehending how much it hurts. Phil just laughed and walked back out to Jeanne, now naked herself and lying on the couch slowly fingering her wet slit.

"How did she take it?" she asked smiling.

"How do you think she took it? Just like I did not long ago."

"Good, she deserves it! Now, come here, lover, and worship me, I've waited too long."

He couldn't believe how beautiful her body actually was, so perfect! He dropped to his knees and leaned in to kiss her, wrapping their arms around each other. He moved down to her neck kissing softly, his hands massaging her breasts. He had to have them. He moved down and kissed in a circle around each tit and removed her hand from his head to place it on her pussy. 

"Mmmm...that's it sweetheart! Mmmm...Suck my nipples!" 

He aims to please. He took a nipple in his mouth, sucking gently, rolling his tongue around her aureole. "OOHHHHH...Yes baby, so...Good! I guess you figured out I...Mmmm...like my nipples...sucked!"

Jennifer knew what they were doing, but she had to go out there. She stood in the hall and watched him please her sister. Never in her life had she felt so heart-broken. 'Why did I come out here?' she thought. 'I can't watch this!' and she returned to her bedroom, closing the door.




How The Tides Turn Ch. 02



Phil started kissing his way to her soft tummy, licking her belly ring, and causing her to giggle, then kissed his way to her trimmed brown hairy pussy. He was like a kid in a candy store. Pressing hard with his tongue, he slid it up and down her slit, from clit to ass stopping at times to fuck her with his tongue, she was delicious! Much sweeter than Jennifer, he thought.

"OH MY GOD! Phil! I can't stand it anymore...I need you inside of me! I need your cock, PLEASE! I'm begging you lover; please fuck to me with your hard cock! PLEASE!" she begged in desperation. 

"You don't have to beg, baby! I've dreamed about this! I want it just as bad." 

He rose up, draping her legs over his arms. She reached out grabbing his cock and guided it into her. With one slow thrust, he plunged into her all the way and stopped deep inside her, enjoying feeling her velvet cunt tightening as she gripped him with her tight hole. They both moaned loudly. 

"Jeanne honey, you feel so hot! So wet."

"Oh Phil, FUCK ME! I need you to fuck me so bad! "

Phil pulled his cock out slowly, and re-entered her hot cunt again, all the way. Then progressively pumped faster.

"OOOHHHHH FUCK! AAHHHRRGGMMMMMMM! OH YES MAKE MY PUSSY CUM ALL OVER THIS HARD COCK!" Jeanne screamed as she held him tight through the first orgasm, holding her breath, and squealing as her nectar flowed over his cock. Phil knew he wasn't finished and just kept fucking her, sending her into another orgasm, soaking the couch with her cum, sending her into euphoria.

Phil pulled out and sat on the couch. "Get up here baby, ride me." She mounted his slick hard cock with her back to him and ground down on it and bounced with such force that on each stroke his prick hit the bottom of her hole.

"OH FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!...OH YES! YOU'RE FUCKING MY PUSSY SO FUCKING GOOD! I WANT TO FEEL YOUR CUM! EXPLODE IN MY PUSSY!" He had hold on her hips while she played with her breast, pinching and rolling her nipples. 

"Lay back on the couch. I'm getting ready to cum. I'm gonna fill your tight little pussy. You ready?"

"Oh fuck yeah, I'm ready! Put your hot seed deep in my hungry womb!" She climbed off and laid back on the couch, pulling him to her.

He places his hands on each side of her and pumps his cock into her, in and out, faster and faster with long powerful strokes.

"YES! YES! OOOOHHH FUCK ME! OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!" She screamed.

"HERE IT COMES! HERE IT COMES! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH! He howled.

He buried his cock deep into her as he emptied his balls, filling, and then overfilling her cunt causing her convulsions.

They lay there, catching their breath.

"That was the absolute best fuck I believe I ever had!" Still breathing heavy, she added, "Are you sorry? Or have any regrets?"

"Not in the least! I've been with your sister, as you well know for over 7 years now, being faithful to her. We've had some great sessions together. But Jeanne, I swear to you that she NEVER felt as good to me as you did tonight. It's like our bodies were meant for each other. We seem to fit perfectly, ya know?"

"You felt it too?" Jeanne asked.

"Oh yeah! So, no! No regrets, As a matter of fact, I want more of this, if you want me too."

"Good! That's exactly what I was hoping to hear. Looks like we feel the same, huh?"

He smiled and kissed her on her forehead.

"Should I go home in the morning?"

"Hell no! Stay with me. Spend the weekend.... Spend the whole week if you want. I'll take the week off if need be."

She held him tight, happy.... Content. "We better head off to bed; the kids will be up early."

"I know." He got up, not wanting to move. He helped her to her feet and grabbed their clothes and went to sleep in each other's arms in the spare room.

***

Jennifer woke up with a headache, but she knew the kids would be up soon, if they weren't already. She looked over and saw that Phil hadn't made it to bed. "What am I gonna do?" She asked herself. She began to see what she and Gordon put him through and began to sympathize with her husband, realizing that he must feel a lot worse. "What was I supposed to do? My husband wasn't doing it for me; Gordon made me feel alive again. I was ready to explode!" She shook her head. 

She got up and went to get breakfast ready for the kids and figure out how to deal with all of this. She walked passed the open door to the spare room and stopped. She backed up and looked in, with an indescribable look on her face.

Jeanne had woke up feeling horny and pulled the sheets off of Phil and began a long slow morning blow-job. Jennifer watched as her sisters' mouth was stretched around her husband's cock, her fingers rubbing her clit while Phil's hand was on the back of Jeanne's head smiling. Phil looked to the door and smiled, like everything was as it should be.

"Good morning, Jennifer-sweetie!" Phil greeted.

Jeanne stopped sucking his cock but kept stroking it with her hand and looked at Jennifer. "Oh, good morning, sunshine! Sleep well?" she asked with a giggle.

Jennifer, with a look of anger and despair, "Would you please stop this? I need to talk to you Phil."

"You can talk to him when I'm done, if I can ever get enough of him. He is so good! I can't believe you've been holding out on me all this time." Jeanne smiled as Jennifer stormed down the hall. She knew she was in control.

"You are so bad, Jeanne!" 

"I know, I'm rotten to the core, sometimes. She shouldn't have fucked up!" She returned to his cock, licking and sucking it with renewed passion.

"I want to taste it!" Jeanne begged.

"Keep sucking me like that and it won't take long." Phil closed his eyes, enjoying her tongue rubbing the bottom of his cock. She took hold of his balls and massaged them, feeling them tighten.

Breathing heavier, Phil licked his lips and started thrusting his hips at her mouth. "Oh yeah baby, I'm going to fill your pretty mouth! OOOHHH! I'm cumming... Now!" 

Jeanne went down on him to swallow him, when he erupted with an amount she wasn't ready for. His cum sprayed the back of her throat. She tried to swallow it all, but her mouth couldn't hold it all as she almost choked. She licked his cock clean of the cum she didn't swallow the first time. 

"How was that for a morning wake up, lover?" 

"If I get much more of that I might just have to keep you!" He said, smiling in a daze. 

"How much more would it take then?" she asked with a sexy little giggle. 

Phil's face looked as if he was deep in thought. He really liked Jeanne, a lot! She made him feel like a man, not just a person to live with like he felt like lately. She was definitely better at sex than his wife, or at least she felt better to him. But, maybe because what he was doing was so out of place for him and morally forbidden that it just made it so exciting. 

"Hey, are you ok?" she asked. 

"Yeah, just thinking..." 

"About what?" she asked. 

"You. How you make me feel. How gorgeous you are. It gets a man thinking. Want to take a walk on the beach today?" 

"That sounds nice. I'd love to, but I have to get back. I need to pick up the sheet music I ordered and go over it before tomorrow. I'm sorry, honey... Sincerely."

***

Let's lay our cards on the table!

Jeanne had just left after a long kiss with Phil. Phil went back in the house and Jennifer met him in the living room. She approached him, placing her hands on his chest, caressing it. "What are you doing, Jen?"

"What does it look like?" she said seductively. "I'm getting ready to make sweet love with my husband." She wanted to make an effort to show him how sorry she was for hurting him.

"Jen, stop. I'm not in the mood." He pulled her hands off of him.

"Phil, I don't want to lose you...Or, am I too late?" She now looked worried. 

He looked at her like she was insane. "What do you think?"

Her eyes welled up in tears, but she wiped her eyes and regained her composure. Now trying to keep her pride. "Fine! I'll help you out. I'll get our divorce going in the morning, and I'm gonna take you to the fucking cleaners. Plus child support? You're gonna regret the day you decided to treat me like shit."

Phil was ecstatic! She opened the door to the conversation he was waiting on. "You might want to rethink that, my sweet little angel." 

"Why, you don't think I can find someone else? You think your God's gift to women? PLEASE! I'm gonna get it ALL! You give me 2 kids, I'm a stay at home mom, try to be a good wife and you throw me away for my sister? You're gonna pay, you bastard!"

"Let me show you something, my sweet." He went to the study to get the folder. He came back out to the living room. "Taking me to the cleaners?" He said, grinning, and then anger took hold of him. "I don't think so! Take a look at this!" 

She looked at the documents, but couldn't make sense of it. "What is this supposed to be?" Now concerned.

"This is the DNA tests done on the kids I gave you. Here's little Gordon's...And here's Ashley's. And here's mine. You may not know exactly what this is saying, but let your attorney look at these; he can explain it to you. And if you STILL don't get it, then here's a physician and lab report conducted a few weeks ago! I was non fertile, you stupid WHORE! You know what else your lawyer will tell you about the Paternity tests? Huh? What do you think he's gonna say about it? I didn't father those kids, but someone closely related to me DID! I may have never found out about all of this, if you hadn't been such a slut and openly fucked my brother right in front of me with blatant disregard for me. But you fucked up hurting me like THAT, and now maybe you have a clue how it feels to have your heart ripped open. And, now I think I'm starting to get over it with help from Jeanne."

Jennifer started crying, face in hands. "I'm so sorry Phil. Honey I'm so sorry. I was weak. I mean...You and I didn't have any excitement anymore and I was going out of my mind. I needed something. Then in walks Gordon, he's handsome, full of life and he came on to me. He made me feel young, and alive, and beautiful. Made me feel like a woman, feel desired. And he quickly became addicting. And I wanted kids so bad, and I knew deep down that something wasn't right, I mean, after five years and not getting pregnant. It's over between Gordon and me. It was just one of those things that happened, I haven't thought about him in that way since a few days after he left. I'm so sorry, baby. I don't want a divorce...I love you so much. Can we work through this? Can you ever forgive me?"

"Wow, you must think I'm stupid." He handed her another folder. "Look at this!"

She read and realized there was no way out for her. She put the Instant Message History back in the folder. "What are we gonna do now? Where do we go from here?" now feeling busted and defeated.

Phil was almost satisfied with the outcome, but there was still one more thing. "You know, I'm glad you noticed that I felt different when we fuck lately. Know why?"

"I haven't a clue."

"My condition was fixed. A simple fix! Something that could have been done a long time ago if you would have really pressed the issue. I've always done what you wanted. We would have had our OWN kids, the sex would have been better, and maybe the thing with Gordon wouldn't have happened. Instead you cheated on me, gave birth to my niece and nephew, and never said a word to me about any of this, like I'm a schmuck! For the past 2 years, I didn't have all of you, you divided yourself between brothers. You betrayed my trust. You betrayed ME! Jeanne knows about it and can't believe that you would do anything so cruel to anybody let alone your husband. She feels you don't deserve me. As far as she's concerned, I'm fair game to her now. I understand that people have weak times and can make mistakes, but you took your leave from my brother a little too slow to make me believe that you want me and only me, and I can't live like that. You lost the loving husband you once had. You made your bed, you lie in it! I don't know what I'm gonna do!" He got up and went to his study. Jennifer just sat there absorbing the realization of things happening.

Phil sat back in his chair, feeling good about this. 

Phil picks up the phone and made a call. "Yes, hello. I'd like to have a dozen roses delivered. That would be great! Yes, uh...Have them delivered tomorrow to Santa Rita Junior High to Jeanne Gilman, the band director. Have it say...'I can't stop thinking about you. Loving you, Phil'. Yeah, she's something else! Have it billed to my office at State University. Yes, thank you, Have a wonderful weekend."

He then clicked the receiver, put on his best smile and called his brother, setting up arrangements for him to come for a visit, bringing his fiancé.

Everything was set.

To Be Continued...



How The Tides Turn Ch. 03



Thank you, angel love, for editing this story for me.

I started this story a long time ago after reading a story called 'Brotherly Love' written by suegsusan. Although this story can stand alone, I highly recommend reading this authors' story for a full scope of what has happened and for the writing quality displayed. I thank this author for her written consent and give full credit for story foundation and main character development. However, I just couldn't let the husband 'go out like that!' This story motivated me to write and I wrote this FICTION the way I felt. I am neither 'blood thirsty and hell bound on revenge' nor am I 'a cuckold advocate'. I do NOT write with the idea that my fiction MUST reflect real life at all times. I like twists and turns in a story, so I recommend reading all chapters without trying to predetermine where I am going with it. I write for entertainment value and hope I at least succeed in that. 

***

Meanwhile, Jeanne was arriving into the town she lived in, thinking about Phil. 'Did I do a bad thing? I mean, my sister was wrong and stupid, but she is still my sister,' she thought, now feeling bad. 'Maybe I shouldn't have crossed the line with Phil, but shit, I'm human too. He felt so good and he's so nice. A wonderful man.' That's when it hit her. 

"I think I'm falling for him! Lord help me, I think I am falling for Phil!" she said to herself as she pulled into her apartment complex. 'Well, we'll just have to see how this works out...' she thought, smiling. She got out of her car and ran gleefully to her apartment. She walked in and heard the phone ringing.

Jennifer walked into the study and Phil had the phone to his ear, dialing. "Can we talk?" Phil hung up the phone. "What do you want?"

"I've been thinking about everything you said, and I know you're right. I fucked up so bad! I don't blame you for wanting a divorce. I can't change what happened as much as I wish I could. I wish I could go back and talk some sense into myself before I even met your brother. But I can't! I have given you no reason to want to stay with me, and all I can offer you is a promise of my love and devotion to make us work. I know a lot better now what I'm at risk of losing. I love you and don't want to lose you. You and the kids are everything to me, my whole world. 

Phil thought for a moment before replying. 'She could be sincere, or it could be all bullshit. It could even be that she is scared to death of being alone with 2 kids.'

"Jennifer, you did! You fucked up. You know what? We all do! That's life. Its not that I don't love you, I do. Just not like I used to. To me, love isn't something you turn off like a light switch. I have loved you for over 7 years and probably will until I die. We've shared so much together. That being said, the last 2 years have been a lie. I've had to face these cold facts...your betrayal and deceit and I resent you for it. I know you can't change what happened. I wish you could. But I don't know if I can get over it and stay married to you too. In time, I think I can forgive you, but I'll never forget. I can't see me trusting you any time soon. Do you really want to live like that? Think about it. Jennifer, you are gorgeous. You turn heads everywhere you go. You would have no problem finding someone else."

"But honey, I don't want someone else. I want you! I love you."

"Try this analogy. You have a puppy. You take care of the puppy, you feed the puppy, and the puppy sleeps at the foot of your bed. It grows into a dog. The dog is always happy to see you, loves it when you take him outside, or scratches its belly. It's protective of you; it's your best friend. One day the dog, for no particular reason, bites you, tearing the flesh off your arm. The next day, it seems like the normal loving dog you've raised from a puppy. Do you trust the dog now? What do you do? Blow its brains out? Give it away? Take it to the pound? Or let life go on in hopes it doesn't attack you again for no reason at all, never really trusting it and giving it the love you once had for it? What do you do?"

"I don't know" She knew what he meant.

"Well, me, right now I would blow its brains out without a second thought!" His voice gave her a strange eerie feeling.

"That's how I feel. I have to think about this, but I can't do it here. I'm gonna go away for a little while and get my head clear. I'm gonna do what I want to do, now. I have to think about myself and what I really want. And while I'm gone, I want you to do the same thing. Take care of yourself and figure out what you want. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I do. How long are you going to be away?"

"However long it takes. Days....Weeks....I don't know."

"Where will you go? Can I call you?"

"Jennifer...."

"What...at Jeanne's house? Are you in love with my sister?" Now sounding pissed off.

"I don't know, but she has one thing going for her...she hasn't lied to me or humiliated me. I can't say that for everyone in this room. And no, don't call me. Just let me be and let me get a grip on this. I have to think about ME now. Time to figure out who I am and what I want if I'm not the guy being humiliated by his wife and brother."

"Well, I guess you gotta do what you gotta do and there isn't anything I can do about it, but whatever you do, please don't hurt Jeanne. She had nothing to do with what I did to you. Yes, she hurt me this weekend but I still love her. Phil, if it's just sex, then don't lead her to think otherwise." She walked around the desk and kneeled in front of him. "While you're thinking, think about this" she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, sliding her tongue across his lips and squeezed his neck tight. She pulled him close to her body and hugged him tightly. She whispered in his ear. "Does it feel like I want you to go? Does it feel like I don't love you?" She got up. "Think about that!" She walked out of the room.

For a brief second, he was having second thoughts. She really was a nice woman. An excellent mother. An awesome lover. So beautiful and sexy. A prize for any man. But she deserved what was coming. She made him feel lower than dog-shit. He thought about Jeanne, and then realized "Damn! Their momma must have been phenomenal! Two sweet gorgeous daughters!" Their mother passed away before he met Jennifer. He picked up the phone and dialed.

"Hello?" Jeanne answered.

"Hey sweetie! You made it home OK?"

"Yeah, traffic wasn't too bad. What's up, babe? How bad was it?"

"You want some company for a while?" he asked.

"No she didn't! She didn't throw you out! Did She?" she asked, kinda hoping.

"No, no, not that at all. I told her I need to get away and think. So, do you want company, or not?"

"Yeah, sure, but how long you stay and where you sleep depends on what you tell me. Come on over."

"See you in a bit." Phil hung up.

He went to his room and packed 2 suitcases of clothes for casual and work. Then he got what he needed from the study and headed for the door, setting them down. He gave Gordon and Ashley a hug and kiss. It was a sad feeling, he loved the kids like his own but they are now a reminder of Jennifer and Gordon. They weren't his kids...he was their uncle! 

"Damn it! Why?" he asked himself, caught between fury and sadness. 

Jennifer's' eyes were tear filled trying to hold them back. She knew she couldn't stop him. She went to him. Wiping her eyes. "Call me when you get where you're going? Please? Let me know you are alright?" 

"I can't, Jennifer. I have to figure this out without your influence. Maybe I'll talk to you in a few days, and we'll see what's happening, OK?" She rushed into him holding him tight around the waist and her face at his neck. "I love you, Phil! No matter what!" 

"Yeah, whatever..." he said pulling out of her embrace. He got in his car and left.

***

Jeanne lets him know!

"So, tell me what happened?" Jeanne asked, concerned now that it went this far.

"After I turned down an advance from her, we had some words and she said she's gonna file for divorce and take me to the cleaners."

"OH MY GOD! What did you say to that?"

"I told her and showed her everything, the lab stuff, the IM, the DNA reports, everything! There was nothing she could do but except that she has no say or control over me, nor any idea what I'm gonna do. I explained that I don't know if I could trust and live with someone who hurt me like that, when all she had to do was insist on me getting checked out years ago. I would have done it and we would be fine today. No lies. No Gordon. Perfectly happy! But she chose the path and now she's getting a ring side view of where it leads."

"Does she know you're here?"

"No. I told her I just needed to get away. She asked if I was coming here and asked if I was in love with you." Now, her heart was pounding hard and fast. 

"Well? What did you tell her?" She held her breath for an answer.

He took her hand in his and looked softly at her "I told her I don't know. I have to find out how I feel for myself. What's right for me. I told her to do some thinking of her own about what she wants and not to be afraid of her decision. She's a beautiful woman; she wouldn't have much of a problem finding a man." He held her face in his hands. "I would really love to know where this is going."

"So would I. She called me after you left."

"WHAT?" What did she say?" Phil didn't expect this.

"Phil, she sounded frantic! I feel horrible about all of this, like I am responsible somehow..."

"No! This is not your fault! This was gonna come out eventually!"

"That's what she said too! Phil, listen...we talked for a while. I am not a home wrecker. I don't go around sleeping with people's husbands for kicks. I don't want to lose my sister over all of this." 

Phil got a sick feeling in his stomach, feeling like there's no chance of being with her now. But something else was bothering him. 

Jeanne continued, "She understands what happened this weekend and realizes what she did to you, the way she hurt you. She said she wasn't all that angry with me for sleeping with you and acting the way I did with her. She knows how I can get when there's a situation I don't like, for instance, my sister treating my brother, who I love and respect, like that. I hate people like that. She knows that and understands why I slept with you. She knows that I think highly of you and I am attracted to you. Phil, she's scared. She said she expects that you will file for divorce soon, regardless of what she does. She also said something else to me..." 

She took a deep breath, "Oh man, I need a drink! Want one?" She got up and headed for the kitchen. 

"Yeah, I think I need one," Phil responded. 

She returned with 2 glasses and a bottle of Crown Royal and sat down next to Phil on the couch. She handed Phil a glass and she downed her glass in a few quick gulps. She exhaled and shook her head. Now she was getting really nervous about the conversation. She hoped that what they were developing was more than just sex. She had often dreamed about being closer to him and now she might find out for sure. Her dreams were a fantasy and did not include the reality of what was happening. She pours herself another drink.

"Hey, what is it? What's the matter?" Phil asked with concern. Something else was bothering her.

"I'm getting to it. She told me that if it turns out that you are, in fact, falling for me then I better be straight with you and not lead you on. Not to hurt you, to be honest, because that's what you deserve. And, that if we fall in love, I damn well better treat you like gold!"

Phil stared at her, and then downed the rest of his drink. In his mind he was putting two and two together, finally seeing what was going on. "How did you respond to all of this?"

"I told her I would have a talk with you and see where things are, that it may be that you came to me because of sex, or familiarity, or just to piss her off. Who knows, but I also told her that although we're sisters, I'm on your side of this. I told her she was insane to treat you like that. And that whatever happens with us... happens."

"She told me the same thing, that if I'm in this with you for sex, then not to lead you on, making you think otherwise. She doesn't want to see you hurt," Phil stated.

"Phil, why did you come to me? Is it the sex? Cause if it is, I'm fine with that. I just want to know where I stand with you."

"I came here because I am comfortable around you and I like you a lot. What we had together last night was incredible. That was the best I have ever been made to feel. Maybe our motivations for having sex and sleeping together were misplaced, but I don't regret it for a minute. I was on my way out of town to just get away. I came here to talk to you and see where we are with each other so there is no misunderstanding. And if you wanted to go with me, you are more than welcome to. 

As far as where you stand with me, right now, I like you a lot and you are a wonderful lover. But the cold, hard fact is that I am married to that lying, cheating, bitch of a sister of yours. And I wanted out of this marriage as soon as possible so I can move on to an honest life. And I wouldn't grimace one bit thinking of an honest life with you in it. But in light of recent developments my plans have changed."

"What developments, Phil?" Jeanne asked, confused.

"I think that we have been manipulated. At least that's how it seems. I just don't know all of the details or why," Phil stated.

"What are you talking about?"

"Think about it...She took my leaving and wanting a divorce pretty well, didn't she? She told you and me the same thing. Not to hurt each other or lead each other on. She expected that her husband would seek comfort with her sister and was OK with it? It almost seems like we were pushed together and given her blessing. All of this seems too easy...too convenient. Doesn't it?"

Jeanne considered what he just said and nodded slightly. "I admit it does seem a bit strange now that you mention it, but if it's true, why would she do this? I mean, she doesn't work. She has 2 kids from another man. You have proof of it. She has to know that she is screwed if you ask for divorce."

"Exactly! The bitch is still fucking with me. She knew without a doubt I would come here...it's like she planned it. Playing on my decency and taking the regretful wife role. Well, she is done playing with my life. I think it's time to get to know my wife and find out what she is up to. It's time to start fucking with her now," he said with frustration and anger. 

"How are you going to do that?" Jeanne asked.

"You will see in due time. Look, I am taking some personal time off at work and I am going to disappear for a little while. I need to work this out. Jeanne, I am sorry that you ended up involved in this mess. Really, it isn't fair to you. I just..."

Phil stood up. "I need to get out of here. Look, I am sorry for everything we seemed to have gotten you into. Just remember this...nothing that you may see is what it seems. I hope we don't ruin our friendship." He looked at her for a moment, noticing that she looked lost and trying to comprehend what was going on. He turned and headed for the door.

His hand reached the knob when Jeanne shouted his name, asking him to wait.

She walked up to him and faced him. "Phil, all of this is hitting a level I could never imagine. I can't believe this. This is too much and it is just starting. Before you go, there is something I need to say." She grabbed his hand, held it inside of hers and continued.

"You say we have been manipulated and you may be right. It was wrong for her to do that, I agree, but it still doesn't change anything. Baby, you just told me where I stand with you and I am happy with that. But before you walk out that door I want you to know how I feel. 

I am crazy about you! I have had a big crush on you since I was 19. Do you remember that? My birthday party...when I almost succeeded in giving you my virginity? I know you wanted me too, but I wanted you even more when you stopped it from happening. You couldn't cheat on Jennifer, and I respected that. No one that I ever dated measured up to you in my eyes."

"Jennifer and I are from Georgia. What do you think I am doing in Maine? Enjoying the year-long warm New England sun? I am here because of you. I knew I couldn't have you in my bed, but I at least wanted you in my life. I wanted you to notice me."

"These past two weeks have put me on fire. And last night...you have no idea what a dream come true it was for me. It was better than all of the dreams of you I've had combined. Jennifer may have deceived you and the last two years have been a lie, but I am real. What I feel is real. It happened! We got together and the chemistry was perfect. I know it may be selfish but I don't want to lose that."

Phil pulled her into his arms and kissed her with a passion he has not felt in years. His hands caressed her beauty, rubbing her body, feverishly, from her soft auburn hair to her shapely lower back. Her arms held him tight wishing they would never have to let go. This is what she always wanted. To be noticed by 'her man'. Their breathing became excited and heavy. She pulled away from him and led him, by the hand, to her bedroom.

Just inside the bedroom door, Phil suddenly turned her body into his warm embrace. He kissed and sucked her neck and shoulder with frenzy. Jeanne worked her fingers through Phil's hair; savoring the heaven on earth she was being given. Phil slowly peeled off her halter top end set free her bare bosom. She took it as a cue and lifted his pull over shirt up and over his head. Jeanne was consumed by the electricity when their naked skin came in contact. Phil kissed her neck while roaming his hands over soft warm skin. 

Jeanne slid her hands down his ribs to his hips and slipped her fingers inside the elastic waist band of his shorts. Being careful to maneuver the band over his steel rod that had been throbbing against her tight abdomen, she pulled them to the floor. When they were on the floor and Phil stepped out of them, she wrapped her small fingers around his tool and started kissing every inch of his stomach and chest. Working her way back to his lips she started slowly massaging his dick and working her thumb over his slick little slit, spreading it all over for less friction.

When her lips found their home, he reached down and unbuttoned her denim shorts and eased his hand inside to her honey pot. He slowly and gently glided his middle finger along her slippery fold. They could hear the wet hole sloshing when his finger went inside of her to the knuckle and when it came out moving slowly to tease her clit. Her hips rotated and bucked in time with his stimulating tempo until she felt like a volcano ready to erupt. She was ready!

Impatiently, she slid her shorts and panties at one time to the floor. There was a fire burning inside of her only Phil could put out. When she stepped out of the shorts, she placed her hands on his chest and pushed him back onto the bed. Phil clearly understood what she wanted. No words were necessary. He wiggled his back on the bed until his head was on her pillows. Jeanne walked on her knees to him and straddled his body. 

He saw the intensity of the lust in her eyes. Like a tiger stalking its prey. He has been preyed by this hot beautiful tiger for years and now she was moving in for the kill. "I need to feel you inside me. I don't know what tomorrow will bring, but at this moment I am yours. Nothing else matters. Come inside me, lover! Claim it! Own it!"

He reached between their bodies and held his cock up for her to ease down onto. She eased her full, athletic hips back and took his thick, long manhood into her simmering tunnel. They moaned as her pussy became full. The power of their feelings overwhelmed them. She dug her fingers into his chest as he gripped her hips, pulling her tight on his throbbing cock. He owned her...she knew it! 




How The Tides Turn Ch. 03



He eased his grip and like a feather, he ran his fingertips up and down her thighs. She worked a slow rhythm with her hips grinding back and forth on his cock. She took his hands and placed them on her breast and held him there while he cradled them in his gentle loving hands. When his fingers found her nipples she closed her eyes and basked in the pleasure her man was giving her. 

Her movements increased and she leaned over him enough to let her blood engorged clit rub against him as she fucked his ever growing rod. The immediate sensations that accompanied that jolted her senses and she began to shake in impending climax. Her hands gripped the bed cover. Their breathing was labored with the intensity of the moment. The muscles behind her slick satin hole gripped and milked his shaft. Their hips were creating quick powerful pops when his balls slapped against her sweet ass. Their passion had created a steam that could not be contained. 

Jeanne felt waves of warmth cascade from her pussy, over his cock and onto his balls. She fell forward on top of Phil and bit down on his shoulder, squealing as Phil held her convulsing body tightly against him. The intensity of her orgasm was escalated by the geyser of white hot seed that invaded deep inside her womb. She gripped him tight, holding on for the ride of her life. Neither of them could breathe for the moment as both of their bodies constricted to each other. Jeanne was in another world. A world she had never been to before. 

They remained like this for a while, catching their breath...regaining their senses. When their bodies recovered and relaxed, they both dozed off to sleep for about an hour. 

She was still atop of Phil when she woke up. His fingers were lightly caressing her back.

"Mmmm...this feels so nice! That was incredible," Jeanne commented.

"Incredible doesn't begin to describe it."

After a few moments of silence..."So, what happens now?" Jeanne asked.

"I need to get away for a while and take care of some things. What we just shared was beautiful, but I need to find out what Jennifer is trying to do. I am not going to let her direct my life. She is going to get a taste of her own medicine."

"Phil, is it really worth it? If she is trying to get rid of you, why not just leave? Divorce her and you both move on. You can stay with me, Phil. I would love that. It's her loss."

"Then she is getting her way, as always. It's time to mess with her life now. So, reluctantly, I need to get dressed and get out of here. I have some things to do. I will talk to you when I can, but just remember...nothing is what it seems!"

"What does that mean?" Jeanne asked.

"You'll see!"

Phil got dressed, kissed her good bye and left.

***

He starts a different plan.

The wonderful thing about colleges as that there are most professions right there, and he was going to take full advantage of that. Phil went to his office and had an intern cover the first class. He called the law building to talk to his acquaintance Will Cohen. He ran a law firm on Portland and was also a Professor of Criminal Law. 

"Will, its Phil, how's it going?"

"Not bad today. I have time to breath. What's up?"

"Well, you don't have time now! I need your help. When can you see me?" 

"If it's that important, I have a few hours. Come on over."

Phil arrived at Will's office shortly after. He sat down and gave Will a brief overview of what happened and showed him the files he had. Then he said, "Here's what I'd like to do, I want divorce papers prepared and ready so she can be served when the time is right, leaving her nothing that she is not entitled to. I need these documents as soon as possible."

"I also would like to be ready for a lawsuit against my brother for back child support and Alienation of Affection when I get the DNA evidence that he fathered the kids."

"I hope you know this is going to be a long, tough process, Phil. It is going to be very costly and hard feelings are going to come out of this with your family. I just want you aware that this will not be done quick and sweet."

"Nope! I don't believe for a minute that this will be easy, but when the time is right it will be necessary."

They discussed other financial and estate matters and Will explained that the papers will be prepared and ready in a couple of days. 

He headed back to his office. On the way, he ran into Tom. 

"How was your weekend?" asked Tom

"You are not gonna believe this!" Phil said, and then went on giving him the story, leaving out little details.

"Phil, it ain't worth it, buddy. Divorce her and move on. There's nothing to gain by your course of action," he said, concerned about him. "Are you sure you know what your doing?"

"It's worth it to me. For the last 2 years she has been getting her way and molding me into the schmuck that I am now. I have had enough and I will feel better when she knows beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am not a person she should have fucked with."

"Well, buddy, I can't say I agree with what you're doing but I am here for you if you need me. You know that."

"Thanks Tom. I really appreciate it. Look, I need to talk to the old man about needed personal time off. I'll talk to you later."

"Alright, we'll see you later."

After talking with his boss, Phil left to check into a small hotel on the other side of Portland. His mind was a flurry of thoughts and emotions. He had planned to give Jennifer what she didn't expect and try to push her buttons...pissing her off a little at a time. How long he would keep this up, he didn't know. Then there was Jeanne. She seemed so innocent and loving. Phil hated that she got involved in this. She seemed to deserve so much better. He hoped that she will be alright after all of this. If not, he only had himself to blame for getting her into this mess.

The next morning, he woke up in a pretty good mood. He knew what he had planned to do and now it was time to take action. He felt a lot less anxiety about being on the offensive rather than the defensive. After breakfast he drove to his house to see Jennifer, but not before stopping at a specialty electronics store for surveillance devices.

When he arrived, Jennifer and the kids weren't home. He looked around the house and determined that she didn't go far judging by the suitcases in the closet and the general condition of the house. He took this opportunity to plant miniature video and audio recording devices throughout the house and on the phones. Phil had to find out what exactly Jennifer was up to. When it was finished, he logged onto the computer to check her emails and instant messenger history but found that everything was deleted. As he was turning the computer off he heard Jennifer and the kids arrive.

"Phil?" she called out after seeing his car in the driveway.

"Hey Jen," he said with enthusiasm.

"Oh my God, what happened? I thought you had to get away? Is there something wrong?" she asked as she hurried to hug him.

"Nothing happened, sweetheart. I was on my way to Florida when I realized that I couldn't leave without at least trying to save our marriage. I love you, Jennifer. I don't want a life without you."

"Me either, babe. I love you so much. I know we can work through this. Thank you for coming back to me and the kids." She said, putting on a show. Inside, however, she was furious that he came back. 

He helped put away the groceries and took the kids outside so they could play. With the kid's content playing with the sprinkler, they sat on the back porch and had a nice long talk. He explained to her that because he still had anger and trust issues he was going to stay in the guest bedroom. 

"Jennifer, in order for us to get past this, I need to know that it is over with Gordon. I can't go on if you two still have a thing with each other. Is it over?"

"Phil, it was over the day you left. I called him and told him what was going on and that our affair had ruined my marriage. I told him I never want to see him again. And if it is Ok with you, I don't want him here when we baptize Ashley."

'You lying piece of white trash!' he thought. "That is wonderful news, Jen. I don't care to see him again, myself. All I care about is getting past this. And I know that I will have to make an effort myself. I do not condone what you put me through. You were supposed to forsake all others. But, there must be something about me that led you to him in the first place. Tell me what it was. I need to know what you want in order to fix it."

"Truthfully, in hindsight, it was just stupid of me to fall a victim of his charm. I mean, for Christ sake, I am your wife! I had no business with him no matter what I was unhappy with. I guess it was that we had become routine. I was getting frustrated with not getting pregnant. I didn't feel young anymore. I felt like my life was just ticking away with no purpose. The passion in our lives had dwindled to nothing. Then here comes your brother, full of vigor, larger than life and I was seduced by it. I missed the man I fell in love with and the excitement we had together back then. I am so sorry, honey."

"So, we need to work on our passion. And, I will plan on not being involved so much with work and make more of an effort to consider treating you like the queen that you are. We have a long way to go and it won't be easy. I still don't trust you and I will need a lot of time to get over that. But, you need to help with that too. I want us to work, Jen, but you have to want it too," Phil replied.

"Baby, I do want it. More than anything in the world."

Jennifer started to cry. Phil went to her and held her while she let it out.

"Jen, we are going to be Ok. You'll see. This is just the first step in a long process. We will get through this. And, who knows? Maybe when we do, we can try for a baby of our own. Yours and mine. What do ya say?" Phil asked, smiling.

"I want that so much. That is what I have always wanted, Phil. If you want, we can start tonight?"

"It is a little too early for that. Let's just take it a day at a time," Phil said.

They continued their talk through the afternoon and dinner. Phil had his suspicions, so he made a logical excuse to go into town and leave her to do whatever she was going to do.

After he left, Jennifer picked up the phone and dialed.

"Gordon, change of plans. Phil came back home, so we need to postpone your visit. The stupid jack-ass actually came back home...can you believe it? He has to be a glutton for punishment or the dumbest man alive!"

"Are you fucking kidding me? What the hell is wrong with this guy? I can't believe that I am actually related to the dumb-ass! Ok, now what do you suggest? Because I am tired of not being able to see you." Gordon complained.

"I don't know. We need to think about this. Damn it! Hell, we shove it in his face about the kids, we brought our affair out in front of him, gave him every reason in the world to screw me over in a divorce and I even set him up with my sister! What more do I have to do?"

"Maybe you should just leave him. Tell him the truth. That you can't possibly be married to a wimp-ass jerk-off any more. You are leaving him to live with a real man!" Gordon was getting pretty mad about the whole thing.

"Gordon, you know perfectly well he will come looking for me and the kids. He is in love, honey. I want him to leave me, so that when we are done, we're done. I never have to see his fucking face again."

"Well, Jen, we need to come up with something that will work this time. Maybe I should go ahead and get there and let him see us together again. I'm sure that would piss him off, again."

"I'm sure it will. It's the only thing I can see that might work. Remember though, he has already seen it once and he is still here. So, that may not mean that it's in the bank. Oh, man, Gordon! I miss you!" Jennifer remarked.

They talked for a few more minutes before Phil came home. Jennifer wore her usual sweet smile for him. After they watched TV for a while, they went to bed in their separate beds. After about an hour and a half, Phil got up and listened to the recordings and verified what he expected. 

'Good!' he thought, smiling as he went back to bed.

***

Revenge tried!

Almost 2 weeks had passed with much of the same thing. The difference now was that he was always with her, day and night. They were still sleeping in different rooms, so there was still no intimacy other than the occasional hug and quick kiss. Jennifer was starting to get frustrated and it showed. She hadn't been able to call Gordon and she wasn't getting fucked like she had planned on. While she tried to act the part, she started getting a little snappy. Especially with Jeanne when she had called last week to see how things were going. Jennifer told her that they were working to repair the damage that she tried and failed to inflict! That was the last time they heard from her.

Phil, on the other hand, loved it. He really enjoyed the obvious reactions to spoiling his wife's plans. Now it was time to step it up. He announced that he had to get back to work and would have to attend a seminar next week in New York. Jennifer seemed to have cheered up after hearing the news.

Phil checked back into the motel on the other side of town for a place to stay while he was supposed to be at work. He had talked to Tom and made arrangements to borrow his car during the day. If Jennifer went anywhere then he would follow anonymously. In the evenings he looked forward to listening to Jennifer's covert conversations. It turns out that Gordon was, indeed, coming to see her when Phil left for New York.

The night before he left he put a minor sabotage on her romantic plans. He had collected pollen from off of the car and put it in her powder make-up. He also crushed a lot of Ex-Lax pills into powder and stirred it into her pitcher of tea. She most certainly would not appreciate her conditioner bottle halfway filled with glue. He thought about using blue jean blue dye in the shower head but thought against it. But he did decide to barge into the house and confront the two low-life's when they thought it was safe.

He kissed Jennifer good bye and said he would call her when he got to New York. Then he left in his own car. He was leaving early in the morning and made sure Jennifer didn't want to take him to the airport because she didn't want to wake the kids. When he left, he drove to the motel and caught up on sleep. He would keep a watch out for Gordon the next day.

When he woke later on in the morning he thought about Jeanne. He tried calling her but she didn't answer. He missed her a lot over the past few weeks and he hadn't heard from her; nor had Jennifer. He hoped she was alright. He talked with Jennifer later on in the day and told her he arrived safely and was checked into a motel. After a few minutes of conversation they hung up. 

The next day, his brother showed up as planned. It took a lot for him not to run to him and punch him in the face. He hadn't seen him since they conceived Ashley about 15 months ago. So, he waited patiently for night time to arrive and see what happened. 

He was sitting across the street and a few houses down in Tom's car, just watching the house when Jeanne drove up into the yard. "What is she doing here now?"

Jeanne knocked and went into the house with Jennifer and Gordon. He had previously watched his wife leave with the kids and arrive a half hour later without them. "Kids must be at her friend Cheryl's house. They must be planning one hell of a night!" he thought. About an hour later Phil saw Jeanne hug and kiss her sister and shook Gordon's hand and left. "What the hell is going on here?" Phil started to wonder if Jeanne was somehow in on this too!

After a couple of hours, he got out of the car and walked casually to the house and into the back yard to get a view of what was happening at this point. He peered through the window and didn't see them, but he noticed a low intensity glow coming from his bedroom. "Perfect!" he whispered to himself with a grin.

He unlocked and opened the back door and entered the house, listening to Jennifer's moans coming from their bedroom. He walked through the kitchen, noticing the empty beer bottles and a half-empty bottle of wine. He reached the living room and looked at the disorder of the room. He was looking around at his house in disarray and he froze. Phil spotted a small straw and a few lines of a white powder on the glass coffee table. 

"What the fuck?" He was motionless, as this was the first time he ever saw drugs displayed like this. In his HOUSE! After a few moments he backed out of the room and left the house. He wasn't expecting this. He never expected to find his wife and brother involved in something like this. He had to get out of there and think.

On his way back to the motel, he pondered over everything he witnessed today. Gordon arriving, Jeanne visiting, the cocaine, the adultery. Part of him wanted to just say 'fuck it all' and leave. He looked onto the seat beside him and saw his camera. Now, the other part of him seen this as an opportunity. A huge smile came over his face. Now, his plans might somehow change.

He turned around and headed back to the house. Hopefully it wasn't too late. He pulled up across the street from his house and got out, heading for the backyard once more. When he got to the window, he saw his naked wife and brother about to snort a line. He turned the camera on and turned the flash off just in time to take a picture of them with their faces inches from the coffee table. He backed away to preview the picture and found it acceptable. When he looked up, he saw them in a passionate kiss. Click! Click!

Phil continued taking a few more pictures and was stunned to see Jennifer spread some of the cocaine on his brother's rock hard cock, and start sucking it like she was starving. Phil just shook his head in disbelief. Click! 

Once satisfied that the pictures were adequate he got back in the car and left. Phil drove down to the 'bad' part of town. He was looking for a dealer. He pulled over to the side of the busy street and watched. After about an hour of watching prostitutes and their 'johns' along with all kinds of degenerates and their petty cons, he found what he was looking for. He hoped.

After exiting the car, he walked over to a Latino man dressed in blue jeans and a black leather coat. Phil was nervous. He had no idea what he was doing. Hell, he has never used a drug in his life. He had no idea what to say. It turned out to be a moot idea anyway. 

When Phil asked the man where he might be able to buy a kilo of cocaine, the man laughed at him and told him to "Go fuck yourself, pig!" and walked away.

Now, he realized that maybe this wasn't such a good idea anyway. He had the pictures and felt certain that if they got out to family and friends that Gordon and Jennifer wouldn't fair very well with them. So, he decided to drive over to Tom's house after calling him on his cell phone.

When he arrived at Tom's house, he was brought in to sit at the table with Tom and his wife Abby. Phil proceeded to fill them in on his findings.

"I am not kidding you, Tom. I have pictures in a camera out in the car. I've seen it! God, I am glad she had the smarts to get the kids out of there tonight."

Tom was speechless. He and Abby had met Jennifer many times in the past and never saw any of this in her. "Phil, I'm sorry...I don't know what to say!"

"I had a stupid idea to buy a kilo and plant it in Gordon's car and make an anonymous call to the police. But, I don't really look like the kilo buying type of guy, I guess. I apparently look like a cop, or something. The guy just laughed at me when I asked to buy a kilo of cocaine"

"Phil, now you are getting crazy! You could have got yourself hurt...or worse. Would you PLEASE just take what you have to Will and divorce the bitch? This isn't worth it!" Tom concluded.




How The Tides Turn Ch. 03



"Tom, have you ever caught Abby in an affair? Have you ever found out your children aren't yours? Have you ever caught Abby flat out lying to your face and knew for a fact what she was doing? Has Abby, to your knowledge, ever manipulated your life in a negative manner, leading you to a very dark place?"

"Well, she did tell me she loved me many years ago and made me believe that she was the only woman I will ever need. I was quite the ladies man back then, Phil. If it wasn't for her I would have many of young ladies in and out of my house, fully satisfied!" Tom smiled.

Abby piped in at this point. "Fuck you, you asshole! Before me you hadn't had a woman since a woman had you! Phil, why don't you ask him, then, why he was on his knees begging me to marry him! You are nothing without me and you know it, Thomas!" They all laughed.

"Seriously, Tom. Until it happens to you, don't sit and tell me that getting back at them for this isn't worth it. I can't let this slide." 

Abby spoke up. "Phil, I understand your anger. I understand and feel your need for retribution. But what you need to realize about yourself is that while you may be a genius, a PhD and an extremely intelligent man...you are way too dumb to be a crook! Tom is right. You are in way over your head here. If you absolutely need a little payback, I may be able to help you with this, if you will trust me and forget, for your own safety, that this conversation ever took place. Are you interested?" she asked.

"Abby, what are you talking about?" Tom asked as he a Phil looked confused.

"What I am going to tell you can never leave this room," Abby stated.

The men nodded their heads. 

"Have you ever heard of the Gambino family? In New York?" Abby went on to explain. 

"Ordinarily they wouldn't do this, but since it is me that is asking, there is a disrespectful wife involved and the welfare of 2 beautiful children hang in the balance I think they might help us. My uncle John is head of the family business right now."

Phil was stunned! Tom was too! Plus he was thanking God he never mistreated Abby. 

"What?" Tom asked.

"You heard me, Tom. Not a word of this leaves this room. I mean it!" Abby warned.

"Abby, I didn't want them 'whacked'. I just wanted to fuck with them a little bit," Phil suggested.

"No, Phil, they won't be whacked. They don't go around arbitrarily killing people. But, they will, most likely, take care of your problem. If you are interested, then your involvement stops right now. You can file for divorce if you want to, but you need to proceed as you have been with Jennifer. This conversation never happened. Should I make the call, Phil?"

Phil thought for a moment. He was scared. He didn't want them murdered and he certainly didn't want to be linked with the mob. On the other hand, they certainly had the connections and know how to fuck with people. That part of it was exciting. 

Seeing no other way..."Yes, under the condition that they will not be killed and I will in no way be linked to this."

"Phil, they will be doing this as a favor to me and for the benefit of the kids baptized in the Catholic faith. You are their legal father and guardian. The kids will need you. You will get away 'Scot-free' because, like I said, you are not involved. Just go upstairs, crawl in bed and relax. It's a done deal," Abby smiled.

After another drink he decided to go upstairs like she said and try to get some sleep. Needless to say, Tom and Abby had a lot of talking to do, as Tom had no idea about that part of Abby's family. Sometimes it is good to know the right people.

Stay tuned.....



How The Tides Turn Ch. 04



Thank you, angel love, for editing this story for me.

I started this story a long time ago after reading a story called 'Brotherly Love' written by suegsusan. Although this story can stand alone, I highly recommend reading this authors' story for a full scope of what has happened and for the writing quality displayed. I thank this author for her written consent and give full credit for story foundation and main character development. However, I just couldn't let the husband 'go out like that!' This story motivated me to write and I wrote this FICTION the way I felt. I am neither 'blood thirsty or hell bound on revenge' nor am I 'a cuckold advocate'. I do NOT write with the idea that my fiction MUST reflect real life at all times. I like twists and turns in a story, so I recommend reading all chapters without trying to predetermine where I am going with it. I write for entertainment value and hope I at least succeed in that. 

Final Chapter

When Phil awoke the next morning at Tom and Abby's house he felt a strange sense of calm. It had been a very long time since he had felt it. He did his morning ritual and headed down the stairs, following the aroma of coffee to its source. Abby was sitting at the breakfast bar having her coffee and a smoke. Tom apparently was still asleep.

"Good morning, sunshine!" Phil greeted and gave her a quick kiss on the forehead on his way to Mr. Coffeemaker.

"Good morning to you, too. Looks like you slept well."

"Yes I did and I feel great."

"Well, that's good. Listen, Phil, I am only going to say this once and I will never discuss it again. I called my uncle last night and had a nice long chat with him. I told him what I know. He said that he would take care of it and say no more about it. I don't know exactly what he is going to do and, trust me; you don't want to know either. Just go on like everything is as it should be and be there for the kids. His orders! Do you understand?" Abby warned.

Phil smiled, "Perfectly."

"Good!" she smiled in return. "Now, call your wife and let her know that you are sorry for not calling last night. You got held up at a dinner and didn't get home until late. Also tell her that the seminar was extended a couple of days so you won't be home when expected. While you do that, decide what you want for breakfast?" 

"Uh...yes ma'am," Phil answered and headed to his car for his cell phone. He was still blown away by Abby. She was way out of his league. Probably Tom's too.

Phil had two more days left before he was due 'home'. It was a Sunday evening and he had been thinking a lot about Jeanne. Was she involved in this somehow? If she was, then that was the end of the start of their relationship. He just didn't know for sure and wanted to find out. Against his better judgment, he drove to her apartment to try to talk to her. When he got there, there was no answer and her car wasn't there in the parking lot. He waited outside of her apartment for about an hour before driving back to his hotel. 

He gave a call to Jennifer when he got back to the room but had no answer. He thought that was strange since it was now 11:15 pm. He was about to try again when his phone started ringing. 

"Hello?"

"Phil? Hi. It's Cheryl. I'm sorry to be calling you this late, I know you are out of town at a seminar but I need to get your health insurance information. Jennifer dropped the kids off here on her way out to dinner with your brother and I can't for the life of me get a hold of her. She should have been back here by now. Little Gordon was playing in the living room and knocked the lamp over and it shattered. The poor little guy started crying and picking up the pieces when he cut his hand."

"Cheryl, where are you right now?" 

"I am at the emergency room. They said they needed the name of the insurance, policy number and ID number. Don't worry, Phil, it is not a bad cut. He might need two stitches, according to the doctor."

"Stay there, Cheryl. I just got back in tonight and am on my way home. I wanted to surprise Jennifer. I guess I am the one in for the surprise. I will be there in about 40 minutes! Stay there!" Phil ordered and hung up.

"Where the hell is she?" he asked himself. As he thought about it, he certainly didn't like the coincidence of Jeanne and Jennifer both being out later than they usually would...with Gordon in tow.

Phil checked out of the motel after changing into clothes that he would have worn had he actually been returning from a seminar. He loaded his suitcase in the trunk and headed to the hospital. When he arrived there, little Gordon was just coming out of the suture room with Cheryl.

"DADDY!" Gordon shrieked. Ashley was asleep in the stroller. Phil ran to them and took his son in his arms and they hugged.

"Daddy, I ga boo-boo." He showed his dad with his bottom lip stuck out and was about to cry. 

"It's ok, little buddy. Here, I'll kiss it better...There how's that? All better?" He knew down deep in his heart that these were HIS kids, regardless of whose sperm created them. He was THEIR daddy and would fight tooth and nail to stay with them.

The little boy nodded and laid his head on his daddy's shoulder. Phil placed his large hand under the boy's shirt and rubbed his little back, soothing him. He looked to Cheryl.

"Thank you, Cheryl. I really appreciate what you did tonight and I'm sorry that you had the kids this long. Any word from Jennifer yet?"

"No! And I've been trying for hours. I'm starting to get a little worried. She was supposed to pick them up by 9 o'clock."

"Well, don't worry too much. I'm sure she will turn up. May have had car trouble or something. Here, let's get the car seats out of your car," Phil replied. He had no idea how right he was. 

He loaded the kids in the car and took them home. When he looked down at little Gordon in the seat next to him he noticed a plain white envelope. He opened it up and saw arrival and departure tickets, a hotel receipt from a hotel in New York and a small note. "You might need these!" was all it said. He had not thought of that. Of course he didn't need them for the purposes he started out with. 

'What the hell was going on?' he thought to himself.

He put the kids to bed and Jennifer still wasn't home. He then went to his recorders and just started to listen to the conversations when there was a knock at the front door. He answered the door and someone calling themselves Detective Murray asked him to come down to the station. It appeared his wife and brother was arrested and was being held for questioning. Phil was shocked and asked what the charges were. Possession of an illegal substance with intent to distribute and possibly for homicide. On the outside, Phil was stunned! Inside, however, he was laughing hysterically.

He explained that he just gotten back into town and put the kids to bed and had no one else here to watch the kids. They talked for a few minutes longer and agreed to see if Tom or Abby would come over and stay with kids. Phil certainly didn't want to ask Cheryl for this. After the call and explaining what was happening, Abby agreed to come over.

When Phil arrived at the station he was led to an interrogation room where Jennifer was sitting. She looked up as he walked in the room and was surprised to see him. She expected him to be in New York for another day or so.

"So, Jen, what happened? What is my brother doing here?"

"Oh Phil, It was horrible! A huge misunderstanding, Gordon thought that this was the weekend for Ashley's baptism, which is why he is here. Tonight, I was taking him to the airport when we accidentally rear-ended another car at a stop light. Two men got out of the car, pulled guns out and started shooting up the car. I mean, they came right up to us and tried to kill us. Bullets were flying everywhere. We had glass falling on us, the engine was on fire. It was terrifying! I thought we were dead for sure. The police showed up minutes later, after the two men left, and brought us in. They impounded the car and somehow found two kilo's of cocaine and a gun. I swear, I didn't know anything about the drugs or the gun. You know me and know I don't use drugs. It's like we were set up. Gordon and I are innocent and they will find out soon enough and let us go, I'm sure of it," Jennifer explained.

"Well, I'm so glad that you're alright...I mean, not hurt or anything. How long has Gordon been here? I hate to ask, but under the circumstances I have to know. Did you two resume your...uh...fling?"

"What? Absolutely not! Gordon just got here two days ago. Honey, I almost lost you because of that stupid mistake, I wouldn't risk losing you again." Jennifer told him how he was everything to her.

"I see. Well, then why drop the kids off at Cheryl's house just to take Gordon back to the airport? Why would you wear a cocktail dress like that to drop him off? Why didn't you tell me he was here when I called you? And, oh wonderful mother, where were you when little Gordon was in the emergency room getting stitches in his hand? Because you were fucking my brother! Call me a liar, bitch!" Phil spoke harshly.

"Oh my God! What happened to my baby?" She was now in tears.

"He cut his hand! I can't believe you actually have the nerve to lie right in my face again. I'm out of here! Plead your case to a jury. We are through! The papers I have will be shown in court and if I have my say with it you will never see those kids again."

Phil watched her expression change to a darker, more evil, look. Finally, she snapped.

"FUCK YOU, PHIL!" she shouted. "You brought all of this on yourself! You stupid, pussy-whipped, little faggot! I have been trying very nicely to get rid of you for years! I need a REAL man. One who fucks me like I deserve. One who gives me the excitement I need. Not the boring, lame fuck you turned out to be. For Christ sake, I fucked him right in front of you and you did NOTHING! I knew for sure you would leave after you found out that the kids were your brothers'. You weren't man enough to get me pregnant!"

"Hell, I even allowed my sister to throw herself at you and you almost took the bait. But, NO! Your pussy-whipped ass came right back! You're so pathetic!" Jennifer replied rudely.

"Jeanne...did she have anything to do with this? Did she know how you felt?" This is what he really wanted to know.

"She should have known...everyone can see what a loser you are!" She took a deep breath and calmed down a bit. "But, to answer your question, no. She wasn't involved in trying to get rid of you. I just thought she would be a useful tool. Apparently I was wrong. She failed miserably!" Jennifer barked.

"Then why didn't you leave me if you felt this way?" he asked.

"Several reasons. I didn't want a fight over the kids and it wouldn't look good to our family and friends if I left you and took up with Gordon. And I just knew you would come looking for me and try to get me back. I wanted the house. I wanted to drive you to find someone else so that you would leave and never return to me. You just can't take a hint. You are the sorriest excuse for a husband I have ever seen!"

Phil slightly nodded his head and smiled. "If you find fault with me loving you and not wanting a life without you, I can live with that. I sure hope it was worth it!"

"Oh don't worry, I will be out soon. We didn't do anything and Gordon and I will stand by each other. All you have is adultery and they don't put people in prison for that. Either way, I get you out of my life and you are insane if you think you are taking my kids away from me!"

Phil got up, smiled and left. Once outside the room, he asked the detective if he could see his brother. Soon, he was brought in to see him. Their eyes locked on each other for a brief moment and they each went through their own range of emotions before Phil spoke.

"Gordon...what the fuck! They don't have pussy out in California? You have to fly to fuckin' Maine to get laid? By my WIFE?"

"Phil, it was all a mistake. I thought the baptism was happening and..."

Phil interrupted, "Cut the shit, asshole! I just talked with Jennifer and she spilled the beans on you two. What I want to know is what I ever did to you to make you betray me, your brother, like this? Why, Gordon?"

Gordon leaned back in his chair with a perturbed look. "Because I can't fucking stand you! That's why. Do you have any idea what it was like growing up in your shadow? Or what it is like to always be compared to you by everybody? Even Mom and Dad...the way they would always talk about their perfect son and the grades he got, or the pretty girls he went out with, or the success you had in college, your PhD, all that bullshit. And I was the dope who enlisted in the Army. They and everyone else put you up on this pedestal like you were God Almighty. You made me sick. Even some of the girls I dated said how wonderful you were. My life didn't exist if it didn't involve you. So, when I met Jennifer, I saw the chance to stick it up your ass and show people how lame you really are. You are not what everybody made you up to be. You are a punk mother-fucker and I take great pride in causing you all of the grief that I have. I look forward to thinking of you all alone and miserable because your little brother is better than you! I hope you rot in hell in your misery!"

Phil was shocked. He didn't expect this deep seated hatred from his own flesh and blood. He never realized that he could have made life that hard for him growing up that he would do this. Regardless, he thought, what's done is done. 

Then, Phil replied, "Oh! Wow. I didn't see that coming. I'm sorry you feel that way. I always thought highly of you, brother. So, this whole thing with my wife was about getting back at me? Or are you in love with her?"

"Love? Are you kidding me? Hell no! She is just a great piece of ass, that I used to destroy you! And, apparently I am not alone in seeing you for the waste of oxygen that you really are. You couldn't even keep your wife happy," Gordon retorted.

Phil, still in shock, starts shaking his head. He got up and walked to the door. When he reached for the knob, he turned to look his brother in the eye. "One thing is for certain. You and Jennifer deserve each other. And, uuhh...don't drop the soap, little brother!" He laughed as he left the room.

Detective Murray had been outside the rooms listening to the conversations and stopped Phil as he came out. He apologized for what Phil must be going through but had to ask for his whereabouts for the last eight hours. Phil explained that he had been in New York at a seminar and was heading back to hopefully spend a romantic evening with his wife. On his way home from the airport he received a call from Cheryl about little Gordon and headed straight to the ER. After being asked, he said he could confirm it with departure and arrival tickets and a hotel check-out receipt and he could have a copy of them here in the morning if necessary. 

The detective told him he didn't think it would be. He went on to explain that a local, small-time drug dealer was shot to death downtown early this evening and when they searched Gordon's rental car after the shooting, they found two kilo's of cocaine and a snub-nose .38 revolver with the serial number filed off. Ballistics showed that it was the same gun that killed the dealer. The bad part was there were no prints on the gun. It had been wiped clean. It would be up to a jury to convict Gordon on murder and Jennifer for accessory to murder. They did feel they had a strong charge on possession with intent to distribute. Phil felt overwhelmed, but not for the reasons the detective thought.

Phil left the police station feeling free. He went home to his kids and tried his best to keep them happy. 

The next day, after he woke and had several cups of coffee, he went back to the tapes and listened. He heard conversations very much like he heard last night. No surprise there. He kept listening until the kids woke up and it was time to tend to them. He made their breakfast and got them dressed and had such a wonderful day playing with them. Now, he felt a purpose for his life. Everything else seemed so superficial. 

Later that night after the kids passed out from the fun they had, he went back to the tapes. He had to listen, for himself. After about an hour his interests were heightened. Jeanne showed up and talked with Jennifer and met Gordon for the first time. He listened to the introductions and heard Jeanne ask Gordon to excuse them for a little while as she had to talk to her sister privately. He heard Jeanne cut into Jennifer for Gordon being there without her husband and that she was behaving very stupidly. Jennifer threw a lot of bullshit at Jeanne about all of this being a mistake and that she and Phil were still in love and working hard on their marriage. A little while later Jeanne dropped the big news to her. She was moving!

The school was administering cut-backs and pay cuts. She was dismissed. She was leaving the area to find another job after she spent some time with their dad in Georgia. She was already packed up and was leaving the next day.

Phil felt heartsick. That's why she wasn't home when he drove by there the other day. He found her dad's phone number and called. No one answered, so he left a message for Jeanne to call him as soon as possible. 

Days later, the phone call never came.

Phil took all of his papers to Will and had Jennifer served with divorce papers and custody papers. Jennifer fought hard on custody issues but currently didn't have a leg to stand on facing charges and being remanded without bail for murder charges. She would fight it but in the end had lost the battle.

After a quick trial and a 12 hour jury deliberation, Jennifer and Gordon were found guilty on drug charges and possession of an illegal firearm. They were, however, found not guilty on murder charges. The jury went not guilty due to lack of prints found on the murder weapon, and lack of gun powder residue found on either of them, leaving reasonable doubt as to who the shooter really was. The defense attorneys agreed to argue that if that couldn't be determined then someone could have planted the gun in that car. Their argument worked for the defendants benefit.

Since they were first time offenders, Gordon got six years in Joliet with parole possibilities after two. Jennifer was sent to a women's facility in New Hampshire. She got the same sentence because of Gordon's testimony.

It appears that Gordon was singing a different tune the day after he saw Phil in the interrogation room. He had been jumped by other 'jailbirds' and ended up with a broken leg, minor concussion and broke nose. As a result, the next day, he informed authorities that he did, in fact, purchase the cocaine from the dealer that was killed because that is where Jennifer told him to buy it. Jennifer had a lot of 'clients' in the area and they were on their way to deliver the drugs when they got shot at. He wouldn't cop to the murder charges (which earned him another savage beating in which he was hospitalized for a few weeks). He said Jennifer had bought the gun for protection in her dealings with 'clients' but that he did NOT murder the dealer.

As you can imagine, Jennifer blew a gasket at the lies Gordon was telling now. She held on to her story that they were framed. They ended up having different defense attorneys during the same trial. Imagine being a juror on that trial!

When the verdict was handed out, Phil called Jeanne again at her dad's house. This time, her dad answered.

"Hey Phil. What's new?"

"Well, they handed out the verdict. They were found guilty on the drugs, but not for murder. They have been sentenced to six years, parole in two."

Her dad paused, and then, "That's a damn shame! I knew that girl would get in serious trouble some day. She never seemed quite right. I told you when you married her that she can be a handful and to make damn sure you really wanted to do this. I told you she can get finicky. Remember?"




How The Tides Turn Ch. 04



"Yes sir, you did, but I don't think even you could see this happening. Well, you play, you pay. Our divorce is going through and I thought you should know what was going on. Sir, by chance, is Jeanne there? I have tried to get in touch with her..."

"She doesn't want to talk to you right now. She has been upset about something that was going on up there and just wants to be left alone. Now, you see to it that she doesn't get bothered by you or anyone else up there!" he warned.

"Sir, please! If I could just talk to her for a minute. We had a conversation that we never really finished. I have something to tell her and I know she will want to hear this. Please let me talk to her," Phil pleaded.

"I will say this one more time. Leave her alone. If she wants to talk to you, she will call you. Son, you need to move on with your life and come to grips with two very important things...you picked the wrong sister for your wife, and she doesn't want to talk to you! Now good day to you!" and Jeanne's father hung up.

Phil slowly hung up the phone, in a daze. He felt his heart breaking. "Jeanne...honey! I told you...nothing is what it seems," he said to himself. 

But, her father was right. There was nothing he could do right now. He had to take care of his kids and move on with his life. Starting over in a different area with a fresh start suddenly sounded like a great idea. But where? 

Four months after the sentencing, Phil received his divorce papers and full custody of his little cherubs. Just one thing left now. He had is attorney, and friend, Will prepare adoption papers. Phil had them with him when he went to see Gordon in Joliet. Gordon started laughing after Phil requested that he sign the paper that gave up parental rights to Little Gordon and Ashley.

"Now, why in the hell would I do that?" Gordon said, laughing at the situation. His brother needed him to do something and this was another opportunity to piss him off.

"Gordon, please. This isn't about you or me. This is about the kids. You know damn well you don't give a shit about those two and would never have been a father to them. Just sign the papers and let's move on with our lives. Please!" Phil begged him.

"I don't think so, big brother! I have no intention of giving up anything to you. I would rather see them in a foster home than let you have the satisfaction of getting them! So, go fuck yourself!"

Phil looked at Gordon and thought about his last play. He then turned to Will, who had accompanied Phil, and asked that he be allowed to speak in private with his brother, assuring him and the guard that everything would be ok. Just some private matters to discuss. Will and the guard left the meeting room of the prison and waited just outside the door.

Phil turned his cold gaze back to Gordon. "You can't possibly be this stupid!"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Look at you! Look where you are at! You are a felon! You have been getting your ass beaten since you have been arrested. Do you think all of this is just a run of bad luck? Or, could it be...that you pissed 'somebody' off and fucked with the wrong woman?" he snarled.

Gordon gave him a suspicious look, obviously thinking about the recent turn of events. "You're so full of shit! There's no way you could have done all of this. You don't have the balls!"

Phil smiled, "Maybe...Maybe not. You have no idea what I am really capable of or who I know. However, I do have a strong feeling that if I leave here today without your signature then your life will get dramatically more disdained. You might even get raped...or worse. Think about it. You are in here and I am out there. Who is the 'wimp-ass jerk off' now, little brother?"

Gordon's eyes were wide and his face went pale. Thinking about what happened and things some other inmates said as they were beating him, he now believed every word Phil told him.

Phil continued, "Ah! I see I now have your attention. Good. Let me finish. I have no doubt that you will live through your sentence and try to get your life back in order. Picture this...You spend at least two years being someone's bitch after spending a good portion of your time in the infirmary, you get out on parole, and have an awful hard time finding lucrative employment. You soon find out that the reason is because every reputable company you apply to will see your criminal record and photos of you fucking your sister and any other item I deem necessary to show them. If I don't kill you before hand, that is. And, without a job, how will you pay the law suit I will file against you for child support reimbursement and Alienation of Affection? Is that how you want to get on with your life? Constantly looking over your shoulder? 

If not, then I highly recommend you sign these papers giving up parental rights on kids you don't care about and breath easier knowing that I will have nothing more to do with you. The attacks stop, as far as I am concerned, and I will live and let live. You go your way...I will go mine. That's the deal. What do you say to that?"

Gordon slowly nodded, looking down at his shaking hands. He never imagined that Phil would be capable of this. Phil, himself, was surprised that he could lie right through his teeth like that with such conviction, but he accomplished his objective and that is all that mattered to him.

Phil motioned to the guard and he and Will returned to the room. Gordon signed the papers and held his face in his hands in total defeat. Phil and Will got up to leave. Phil had the last word. 

"Gordon, you did the right thing. Whatever you went through growing up that caused all of this hatred for me is in the past. I never felt anything but love for you. The sooner you come to terms and get over it, the better off you will be. If you learn nothing else while you are here...learn that! As you found out the hard way, what you don't know about somebody really can hurt you! Remember that!"

Phil and his friend left Joliet. They boarded a plane and flew to New Hampshire. 

"Ok, Jennifer let's get this over with. I find being in the same room with you repulsive," Phil snapped.

"Then get the hell out of here. I don't want to see you either. What are you doing here?" Jennifer replied.

Will slid the documents across the table to Jennifer. She looked the papers over and saw that they were consent for legal adoption papers. "How in the hell did you get Gordon to sign these? Or are they forged...they have to be. There is no way Gordon would give this to you!"

Phil smiled at her. "Oh no...they are not forged. I assure you. As you will read, these papers are giving me rights that Gordon previously had. That's all. They do not take away your maternal or your parental rights. They just legally put Gordon out of their lives and legally make me their father if the truth were ever to come out."

"What are you talking about? The truth has already come out...in the Divorce," Jennifer looked confused.

Will responded. "Actually, Jen, no it didn't. The judge knows nothing about the affair or Gordon being their biological father. Only the attorneys involved know about it. The judge granted the divorce and custody based on your incarceration and that Phil is on both children's birth certificates. These documents today are precautionary in the event that years down the road Gordon decides to exercise his parental rights."

"So, why do I need to sign it? Gordon already gave his rights over to you."

"Because you are still the kids' mother and have a say in the adoption process, unless you become classified as an unfit mother at some point," Phil told her.

Jennifer slid the papers, unsigned, back over to Phil. "So, this is about helping you. Right? Well, want in one hand...shit in the other! I would never give that to you."

"Well, maybe you should rethink your position. If you are good, you will be on parole in a couple of years. You won't be allowed to leave the area until you are off parole. You know yourself how precious freedom can be. It may not take as much as you think for you to get the courts attention and land you right back here. I, on the other hand, am moving to a different part of the country. Starting new. 

What that means to you is this. This is a big country. Very easy to get lost. If you don't sign these papers, I guarantee you will never see those kids again. At least until they are 18. I will change my name if necessary. Whatever it takes. But, you sign them and I will make sure to bring the kids to see you and when you get out, your dad just might know where to find me so you can see them. Am I, in any way, not clear?"

"Using the kids against me? That is a low-blow, even for a loser like you." Jennifer couldn't believe what was happening.

"It's not using them against you. It's giving me what is mine. For the time being I have full custody. They are mine and I want to keep them. And whether you believe it or not, I want you in their life, like a mother should be. You are a very good mother. I don't hate you, Jen. I think that you severely underestimated me and I don't think that we could even be friends anymore. But we can be parents. These papers will be stored in a safe deposit box until the kids turn 21. Just in case my name on their birth certificate is ever questioned by you or Gordon. My rights to those children will be protected at all costs. Sign it, Jen."

Reluctantly, she signed them and pushed them over to Will, where he put his final signature and seal on them. It was done. 

"Jennifer, thank you. You have no idea how much all of this means to me. Really. Now, I will keep my word. Keep in touch with your dad and I will organize everything through him with our communications about the kids until you get out. Write them a letter every now and then, send it to your dad, and when I get it I will make sure to read it to them. They would love that." He rose from his chair and walked out of the door. Suddenly, he was back in the doorway.

"One more thing...the dull orange color coveralls you are wearing looks good on you. It suits you!" He laughed and walked out of the women's prison. 

Now, he just wanted to get out of there and settle down somewhere else that didn't carry the memories of his former life. He put résumés out and was hired to teach history at University of Florida in Gainesville. 

After closing on his house, Phil drove over to Tom's house to have dinner and say goodbye. His car was packed and was leaving the next day for Florida. When he arrived he noticed an older gentleman dressed in casual attire. He was introduced as Uncle John and Phil just froze. He started to get scared, thinking he shouldn't have taken credit for the incarcerations. John extended his hand with a smile and told him to relax.

They had dinner and Phil began losing the heavy anxiety that had built up earlier. He still felt like a big worm on a little hook, though. He didn't know whether to kiss his hand like in the Godfather movies, or to expect to sleep with the fishes. 

After dinner, John asked Phil to take a walk with him.

"Well, Phil, I want to tell you that your kids are beautiful. I know you must feel proud."

"Uh, yes-s s-sir. I am very proud. And I want to thank you for everything you've done for me." Phil didn't know what else to say. He was looking over his shoulder periodically, expecting something.

John stopped and turned to look Phil in the eye with a serious warning tone. "I don't know what you're talking about Phil. I just met you tonight and we had dinner at my niece's house. I haven't done anything for you...Capeesh?"

Phil's asshole puckered tighter than a drum. His face went pale and acknowledged the warning. 

"Good! Now that that's settled...You're welcome! Ah, Phil. As you can see, I have a weakness for my niece. I have 3 nieces and she is the only one who keeps in touch. She's a good girl and I would do anything for her. Do you keep in touch with your family, Phil?" Phil took a deep breath and tried to calm down. John saw this, like so many times before, and chuckled.

"Yes sir, but not as much as I should, regretfully," Phil admitted.

"Well, try to fix that. Family is all we really have to count on in this world."

"You'll forgive me if I don't share your sentiment on that one, John. I know you understand." 

"True, there are bad apples in every family. God knows my family has seen it. But, the fact remains...You need to keep in touch with them. Especially your mother and father. Phil, you are a good man. Tom and Abby think the world of you and that carries some weight with me. So, you're going to Florida?"

"Yes sir. Going to start over and just get away from here. Try and give the kids a good life. Ya know?"

"Yeah, that will be good. Get some sun. Go to Disney World. Just make sure those kids never want for anything...especially your time and love. Or I promise you will hear from me and next time I may not be so nice."

"You can count on that, John," Phil said as convincingly as he could muster.

John smiled and lightly tapped Phil's face a few times. "I will...You're a good man! As far as Jennifer is concerned, give her time. If she doesn't show remorse and get her act together...do not let her near those children!"

"That was my plan. It would suit me just fine if she never showed up in their life," Phil said.

"Speaking of that," John asked, "So what about this Jeanne girl I have heard about? I hear she moved away? Do you love her?" 

"Yeah, she is Jennifer's younger sister. She had to leave because of cut backs in the school. She is a beautiful woman, John. She says she had a crush on me since just after Jennifer and I got married. I used her for sex to get back at Jennifer, but in the process ended up developing feelings for her. I don't know if I love her or not. Everything happened so fast. Now, she won't talk to me." Phil told him everything that happened while John just nodded and listened.

Then John told him what he thought. "It sounds to me like she really believes that she loves you. It is hard to tell since she has had these feelings for you for so long. But, I don't think she was ready to see you back with Jennifer after you two had your fling. She's hurt and needs time. On the other hand, sometimes the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree. You have to be careful and use your head on this one. My advice would be to leave it alone. Make sure the kids see their grandfather as much as possible. Make sure he knows where you are and how to get a hold of you. If it is meant to be, let Jeanne find you when she is ready. Either way, move on with life and be happy. You're not living for yourself. You live for those children that you fought for. You have been through hell for so long and you need to cool off and breathe. Romance will happen when it is supposed to happen. Understand?"

"You're right, John, I know you're right. I guess I just wanted to talk to her and let her know it is over and see where things are with us."

"She is telling you now where things are. She isn't ready for anything and is tending to herself. I can't say I blame her. Phil, this was a fucked up situation up here and she didn't see even half of it. You are damaged goods. But you're not beyond repair. When she clears her head, I'm sure she will talk to you then. If not, so be it. You tend to those kids and yourself!" 

Phil knew he was right. He just wished things were not just left the way they were. They talked about a lot of things, like Florida, vacations, telling each other jokes...just catching up like long lost friends. They were laughing about a funny story that John told Phil about when they walked back in the house. They had been gone for well over an hour. Shortly after they returned, there was a honk from a car outside and John said it was time to go. He had to catch a flight back to New York. They said their goodbyes and John told Phil to keep him posted on how they were doing and if they needed anything to give him a call. Needless to say, they hit it off well.

After breakfast the next morning, He hugged Tom and Abby, thanking them for everything and said he would call when he got there and found a place to live. He loaded the kids in the car and headed south with every intention of stopping by Macon, Georgia and letting the kids see grandpa...and hopefully Jeanne.

***

A new beginning. 

On the trip, he thought a lot about what happened and what John had told him. He hated that Jeanne wouldn't talk to him. He wanted to talk to her at least one more time...clear things up between them. But John was right. What good would it do to talk to her if she didn't want to or wasn't ready for it? Now he was thankful that he didn't get too deeply involved with her. Maybe it is for the best, he thought.

By the time he crossed the Virginia state line he had a more positive outlook on his life. His kids were everything. Now his children were primary in his life. The more he thought about it the more he wanted it that way. 

As he drove along the long, dirt country driveway to his ex-father's house he got a little nervous. What if Jeanne was still there? How would she react to him? These were questions that he may get answered at a later time because Jeanne wasn't there. 

Phil and the kids had a wonderful time with Grandpa Dave. He was a very simple man. A 55-year old farmer with a welding job that he did on the side, out of his barn. Not to mention that he was a 'hoss' of a man. His 6'5" large frame towered over Phil and most other men as well. He was also a very gentle man with the children. He was the kind of man that knows what he knows and he sticks to his morals and beliefs. Phil admired the simplicity of his life.

After the kids were put to bed, Phil went outside on the porch and had a beer with Dave. The southern sky was illuminated with more stars than he had ever seen in the city. The crickets chirping gave the evening a supremely peaceful ambience.

"It's such a beautiful night," Phil stated, looking up at the stars.

Dave gave a sigh. "Yep! That it is. But that is not what you wanted to talk about, is it son?" Dave always did get straight to the point.

"How is she, Dave?" Phil asked, amazed at how much this man actually saw.

"Oh, she's doing pretty good, I reckon. She went and found her a teaching job over in Mississippi. You don't plan on bothering her, do you?" he asked with a stern look of warning.

"No, sir. I guess I just wanted to know if she was alright. I would love to talk to her but I will respect her wishes and leave her be. I wanted to tell her again how sorry I am about how things worked out up there."

"Son, that was one hell of a mess ya'll got into up there. Jeanne took it pretty hard. She learned a lot out of that deal and I know she won't ever be the same. She's not quite so naive anymore."

"Damn. I never wanted her hurt. But, we all learned a lot from that. A lot of mistakes!"

"Phil, how did you let things get that far? For so long? What's the matter with you?" Dave asked, bewildered.

"I don't know. I was in denial for so long. Then I just didn't want to face it. I loved Jennifer so much and I guess I was the one who was naive...thinking it was just something that would go away in time. Before I knew it, almost 2 years had passed and I woke up. Very angry, I might add. Then, I wanted to affect her life like she had mine. Stupid, I know, but it was what I felt inside. I gave Jeanne a warning and told her not to believe everything she sees or hears. A little too late, I'm afraid."

"I reckon Jennifer got what was coming. I sure hope she does a lot of thinking up there and comes to her senses. You plan on letting her see her kids, right?" Dave asked.

"As long as she has her head on straight, absolutely. If she hasn't changed and shown any kind of remorse for her actions, then she will never see them again. She may not want to be married to me, and that is fine. She has to know that the way she went about it was devastating and cruel and totally uncalled for."




How The Tides Turn Ch. 04



"I agree with that. I hope she gets it together. I hope we don't lose touch with each other over this," Dave commented.

"Of course not. You are their grandfather. Actually, I plan to visit you more often than I have in the past."

"I'd like that. I have always liked you and I think the world of my grand babies. Anytime you want, point your hood north and come on."

"Oh, we will. If you would, would you pass on to Jeanne that I asked about her and hope she is doing well. Tell her I am sorry about everything she went through and she can talk to me whenever she wants to. I will always be there for her if she needs me."

"I'll tell her next time we talk," Dave answered.

"Dave, tell me something...When I called several months ago for Jeanne, you answered the phone and said something to me. You told me I picked the wrong sister. Why did you say that to me? What was that all about?"

"Son, I'll give you an 'A' in book learning, but a 'D-'on observation. Jeanne has been doting on you since you got married. I thought it was just a teenage crush. But it kept on and on. And you never noticed it. You never noticed that she made sure to cook your favorite dinners when you came to visit? How she dressed when you were here and how she hung on every word you said? How she wanted to become a teacher, partly because you inspired her and partly to get you to notice. Then, become a teacher in Maine? You didn't see that? I'll tell you, if you didn't notice any of that, then you could never understand how she felt when her sister told her you two were working it out, which told Jeanne in no certain words, Butt-out! So, she did. Now she is in Mississippi."

"I thought she said she was let go due to cut-backs?" Phil questioned.

"Cut-backs, my dying ass! Would they cut her during a school year? I don't think so. She couldn't handle the way things turned out up there. She loved you. And I knew she would be better for you than Jennifer was. You two have more in common than Jennifer has with you. I knew it and tried telling you before you got married. Not that I was going to push any of my daughters on you. You two were old enough to make your own decisions. Then, shit hit the fan and it hurt my baby girl. So, she left there and smartened up. In the long run she will be better for it," Dave told him.

"Christ. Dave, I never knew how she felt until it was too late, but then, did she expect me to leave my wife for her, back then?"

"Hell, I have no idea what she was thinking in pursuing you like she did. The important thing is that she learned from it. Did you learn anything out of this?"

"Yeah! Leave women alone. Let other men deal with them because apparently I can't pick them and certainly don't understand them," Phil stated.

Dave laughed, and patted Phil on the back. "Welcome to the world of men, son." They both laughed. Shortly after, Dave went to bed and Phil stayed up...staring at the night sky...lost in his thoughts.

***

Life goes on...

Phil, little Gordon and Ashley settled nicely in a three bedroom ranch with two acres of land just outside of Gainesville. Now he had a decent yard for the kids to play, some woods nearby for them to explore and a safe neighborhood for them to ride their bikes. 

Also, he easily took to his job as a history professor at UF. He didn't much care for having to hire a nanny, but that was better than daycare. He made sure not to take his job so seriously that he neglected the kids unnecessarily. They were his life now. 

Several weeks after he started, at one of the faculty meetings, he met Sylvia...an economics intern working on her master's degree. While she was younger than Phil, she wasn't a college kid. She had been honorably discharged from the Marine Corps and was using her GI Bill to get her degree. She came from a poor, but loving family in the area and used the service to pay for college.

She was, in no way, a voluptuous beauty like Jennifer or Jeanne, but her 5' 9", 145 pound frame accented by black wavy hair, green eyes and full lips categorized her as adorable in Phil's eyes. Mostly because her personality was so fun and loving. Strikingly feminine. Phil couldn't for the life of him see her as a 'life-taking' devil dog. But, they met, and hit it off nicely as friends. And after meeting for lunch almost daily and taking her out to dinner a few times in as many weeks, he felt comfortable inviting her to his home for dinner and to meet the kids.

Little Gordon, typically shy, took to her like an everyday playmate, as did Ashley. Phil smiled genuinely for the first time in years as the four of them played in the living room. Sylvia told him that she loved children and hoped that they were in her future, someday. The dinner went exceptionally well.

Weeks went by and they were spending more and more time together, mostly at Phil's house. Phil had set it in his mind that now he is a father before he is a significant other. He was up-front with Sylvia with that and she surprised him when a tear rolled over her face and she told him that she admired and respected that. And that he seemed like a wonderful father. They embraced for a long time that evening.

The next week, after dinner and the kids went to bed, they watched TV, cuddling on the couch. Phil rubbed his nose on top of her head, taking in the warm aroma of her conditioner and the softness of her hair. He kissed her head and squeezed her tight. She felt so warm and soft against his side, under his arms.

She lifted her face to his and their lips melted together. Phil was on such an emotional high that he almost forgot to breathe. He really liked this woman. Sylvia placed her hand under his shirt and very lightly traced her fingertips over his chest and abdomen. Phil rubbed his hand over her denim covered thighs and around to her ass, squeezing and massaging, creating a favorable response. 

She pulled her hands out from under his shirt and gently took his hands in hers, pulling him to his feet.

"You know, you never did show me your bedroom. I think it is about time I see it, don't you?" she suggested.

"Oh yeah, I think you're right!" he breathed.

Sylvia led him by the hand to his room and quietly closed the door. Phil stood there in excitement watching her slowly remove her clothes. When she was fully naked she walked slowly over to him and she started removing his clothes, kissing his skin as it became exposed. 

In the moment, scarlet passion consumed them. No foreplay was necessary or wanted. Their skin joining was the only goal tonight. They claimed each other physically and emotionally. All that was left was the consummation of their desires.

She crawled on hands and knees to the middle of the bed and rolled onto her back, spreading her creamy thighs wide for visual invitation. Phil crawled on top of her, lowering his wet mouth onto hers and he felt how incredibly Sylvia's most intimate embrace caused his heart to race with anticipation. Anticipation of there bodies becoming one.

Phil, millimeter by millimeter, slowly plunged his hot, steel cock into her velvety slick depth. Her back arched and her head rolled back in the bliss of the moment. A feeling they would remember for a lifetime. She gasped for air when Phil bottomed out and kept applying pressure on her enlarged clit. Phil held his cock still and felt a small burst of erotically warm nectar coat his cock as she had her first, small release. 

She wrapped her legs around his hips and tried pulling him deeper into her dripping sex. Phil began slowly easing his cock out until only the spongy head remained inside and plunged deep inside her again. Over and over, lost in each others eyes, as no words were necessary. Just the sounds of ecstasy filling the room.

Phil kissed her lightly on her forehead, working to her cheeks and finally to her neck, feeling Sylvia's fingers combing his hair. A smile of pleasure tattooed on her pretty face. 

Unexpectedly to Phil, she wrapped her arms around him and rolled both of their bodies until she was on top of him, never separating their sex. She maneuvered her legs where they were straightened and in between Phil's. She used her toes to force her body back and forth, gliding her wet pussy up and down his cock. Phil used the opportunity to tease her nipples until she bent her head down to lick and suck his chest and nipples. He groaned his acceptance, exciting Sylvia further.

Her tempo increased and felt this hard, hot cock begin to swell and throb. She felt his impending release coming. She loved that she gave her boyfriend this level of satisfaction and her excitement drastically increased. Her sweet sweat started dripping from her efforts. Phil pulled her neck to his mouth and sucked hard on her sensitive skin, erupting his smooth, white cream inside her. 

His orgasm turned on the tidal wave of honey from her core as she released her orgasm on this special man. Both of their wet bodies twitched together in spasms. Holding each other tight, their bodies confessed their agreement to their new union. Contentment and happiness swept over them.

"Oh Honey. It's about time. I don't know how much longer I could have waited for you to make a move. I have wanted you for weeks. I was starting to think you really didn't want me," she whispered to him.

"Well, better late than never, right? Thank you for waiting. I wanted to make sure you were ok with everything. To make sure we were both ready."

"Phil, this felt wonderful. Baby, I think I am falling for you. I understand if you want to take things slow considering what you have been through, but I wanted you to know how I feel and wonder what you are feeling?"

"Syl, I really like you and I don't want to be with anyone else. You are a wonderful woman. Phenomenal! I want this to work so much. But I don't want to rush into this. You still have school to finish; I have two kids to take care of plus a job to do. I could be falling for you, too. Let's just not rush, ok?"

"Absolutely not. Let's just stay on this course and see what happens. I have a good feeling about us, so there is no rush. You have made me so happy the last two months. I walk around in the clouds. When I am not with you, I am thinking about you and those two angels of yours. I feel complete, you know?"

"Sweetheart, so do I. I wonder where you have been all my life, and why I had to endure hell to finally find someone like you. You are one in a million!" He pulled her into a long passionate kiss and made love again...and again.

***

Jeanne, again.

The weekend of little Gordon's' second birthday Phil took the kids to spend it with their grandfather. He thought that going without Sylvia this time would be better to inquire about Dave's thoughts of him bringing her to meet him. When Phil pulled up to the house he noticed a Jeep Liberty with Mississippi plates in the driveway.

"Ah, shit! Here we go!" he mumbled to himself.

As he got the kids out of their car seats, Dave and Jeanne came out of the house to greet them. Dave hogged up his grandson while Jeanne picked up Ashley and gave her a big hug. Then she turned and gave Phil a half hug a kiss hello.

After the greetings, they went into the living room and caught up with each other. Jeanne talked about her job and her place on MS. While Phil talked about his new lifestyle and girlfriend. He noticed Jeanne lost her excitement when Sylvia was mentioned. That may not have been his intention, but that was the results. He had conflicting emotions in his heart, but was decisive in his thoughts. 

After dinner, Grandpa Dave took the kids in for their bath while Jeanne asked Phil to go for a walk. They stepped off of the porch and walked down the long dirt driveway. The first few minutes were in silence. Anxiety building, before Jeanne spoke.

"Phil, I can't tell you how sorry I am about not returning your calls. I know it wasn't right but I had to get away from everything, you know?"

"Yeah, well, what's done is done. It's all in the past, sweetheart."

"Not for me, it isn't. I need to get this off of my chest. I need to talk to you about this and not keep it hanging out there."

"Alright, go ahead," Phil said.

"Honey, I didn't know what to do. We made love that last night together and I felt it between us. It felt magical and I have hoped for so long to show you how I feel deep inside. I have loved you for as long as I can remember and I still do. I actually thought...FINALLY! The man of my dreams. Then, it seemed like that instant, you were back with Jennifer, like I meant nothing. I know, I know...you said you were getting her back and not to believe everything I hear. I should have remembered that when Jennifer told me you two were getting back together and made me feel like her problems were my fault.

My initial reaction was to get out of there, which I did. I had to distance myself from all of that mess and get my head straight. And now, I also had to find another job and try to move on with a life without you."

Phil asked, "And how did that work out?"

"It's not working at all. I miss you. Not only were you family, you were my friend. And one incredible lover. I love you so much, Phil! My life sucks without you."

"Damn. I'm sorry to hear that...but I will always be your friend, Jeanne. You haven't lost that."

"Phil, would you consider giving me another chance with you? I love you! And I know you love me, too."

"No, I wouldn't even consider it. You blew it. And stop with the 'I love yous". I doubt you really know what the word means," Phil claimed.

"What was that? Come again?" Jeanne didn't believe what he just said.

"I said knock it off. You don't love me Jeanne. If you really think you do then it makes me doubt you know what it means."

"Jeanne...you had me! In retrospect, it's probably a good thing you left and didn't return my calls. I wanted you. I was sick to my stomach with grief that I had lost you. I kept praying that you would remember what I said about not believing what you hear. But then it dawned on me. You left me when I needed you most! You didn't return my calls when it was over. You broke off all contact with me when I desperately needed you. I know you had your reasons and I accept that, but those reasons were not founded in love. You gave up on me...on us!"

"You had my cell number. You had my home number and work number. You knew my address. Your dad knew where I was at. It wasn't like I was hiding. But that is what you were doing, wasn't it?" Phil asked.

"Phil, I couldn't deal with it and thought I needed time away..."

"I know that, Jeanne. But that's the point! When you really love someone you don't run away and hide. You stick with them, no matter what. You try to be the rock they need to rest on and support them. Not deny contact with them. Don't get me wrong...I am not angry with you. Once I realized this, it became clear. You haven't really experienced love. The deep seated devotion to another person. You had a crush, Jeanne. I understand that now. You never felt love reciprocated back to you and when you finally do; you are going to make someone a very lucky man, husband and father. You are still young sweetie."

Phil continued, "If I would have found you, and we got together and maybe even got married, I would always wonder what you would do in the tough situations that life throws us in. Life is not easy. You have seen first hand how vicious it can get. It's not all roses, but a man has to be able to count on his wife or girlfriend. If he can't, then what good is she to him? Me? I am damaged. Jennifer did a number on me and I certainly don't need another woman who is either self centered or runs when the going gets tough. So, I moved on...and found Sylvia."

"Oh Lord, Phil, What have I done? You're right. I am so sorry! I..." Jeanne started with a shameful cry.

Phil stopped her with a smile and hugged her. "Stop! Baby, it was for the best. You didn't lose me. I am and always will be your friend and family. We both learned something from this. This is something neither of us will forget and we are better for it."

He pulled back to look into her eyes. "Jeanne, I want you to know this. I have no regrets. I would do it all again, except for the part where I allow my wife to belittle me. It may sadden you right now to know that you had me in the palm of your hand. And that is a credit to you. But we both have some more growing up and learning to do."

She filled up again and pulled him into her embrace...a final embrace...a goodbye embrace. 

After a while, they headed back to the house as the close friends they were before all of this started.

***

In the end.

Phil felt like a weight had been lifted from him. He had his ex-father's blessing to bring Sylvia on their visits and things had been finally settled with Jeanne. Now, with a clear mind, he could proceed with his life.

Phil and Sylvia were married several months after that visit. Currently, Sylvia is pregnant with their second child and she gets more help than she can handle from their 2 year old daughter Stephanie, little Gordon and Ashley. I guess those pills actually do work!

They are on their way to New Hampshire to let the kids visit their mother. Jennifer is on parole for another year and is trying to regain her old job, her integrity and her self respect. So far she is doing well. Phil still has full custody of Gordon and Ashley, who are a little apprehensive about meeting their mother. Jennifer has written letters and has called several times to speak to the kids and to apologize repeatedly for treating him the way she did.

Phil still keeps in touch with Tom and Abby regularly. He and Sylvia entertained them a couple of months ago when they took a vacation to visit them. Phil couldn't thank Abby enough for her 'help'. Phil realized Abby was right. He was not sadistic and was way too stupid to be a crook, or play games at Jennifer and Gordon's level. Sometimes it is wonderful to know people. 

Bottom line is, Jennifer is a convicted felon on parole, without the kids she wanted so bad, trying at over 30 years old to get her life back. All the while, Phil has a pretty wife that loves him more than anything, pregnant with their second child, has little Gordon and Ashley, making a good living and has a wife working for the Florida state government. The kids have room to play and grow and have a proud father and step-mother. 

My! How the tides have turned!

The End!