by T. L. Tate
I scrubbed and scrubbed but never felt clean. This was a filth that wouldn't be washed away with soap and water.
When I climbed out of the shower, Jessa was still sitting there. She had been watching me the entire time. I walked over towards her and bent over to retrieve my towel from the ground. Before I could stand back up her hand shot out as she grabbed my head and tilted it back. My eyes were inches away from her wet slit and her hand was now making furious circles over her clit. I looked up, passed her hand to see her mouth hanging open as she watched me. From her vantage I bet it looked like I was just about to wrap my lips around her swollen clit. Fortunately, I was saved from this indignity.
"Yes! Watch me cum! Keep watching me!"
I obediently did as I was told and continued to watch her.
"Yes! Tell me I'm beautiful!"
In a deadpan voice, I responded, "You're beautiful."
"Tell me you want this tight pussy."
"I want that tight pussy."
"Oh God! I'm cumming again! Fuck yes! Lance, I'm cumming for you!"
As promised, spasms rocked her body again as I watched her cunt close tightly and release over and over again.
Once she was done, she released my head. I stood up and wrapped the towel around my waist and moved to the bathroom door.
I heard her call out behind me. "Fuck! That was almost as good as cumming on your cock." She climbed off of the counter and her knees shook. "Why don't you join me in the shower?" She turned around and spread her ass cheeks. "I'll let you fuck me in here."
I sighed. Leveling my eyes at her I asked, "Is that an order, Jessa?"
She smiled, clearly enjoying my defeatist attitude. "No. I just thought it would be fun."
"Then no thank you."
She shrugged as if it didn't matter. "Suit yourself. Umm your clothes are out on the bed. We can always try it next time." As she turned towards the shower she teased, "I wonder which of us will get pregnant first."
I couldn't stand being in her presence for another moment. She said next time but there wasn't going to be a next time because I would never allow myself to be alone with her again. Besides, I probably won't see her again for years. Leaving the bathroom I found a clean pile of my clothes right where she said they'd be. I hurriedly slipped them on and ran from the bedroom. I was halfway down the stairs when I ran into Jen.
She was just as surprised to see me as I was to see her.
"Oh! There you are. I was just coming to make sure you didn't get lost or something."
It was the or something that I was worried about her seeing. "No. I didn't get lost." I wanted so badly to prostrate myself before her and beg for her forgiveness. But the damage had already been done. If I fessed up now it would only be to selfishly alleviate my guilt and would cause her harm. No, keeping my mouth shut was the prudent decision.
She looked me up and down. "I see Jessa brought you the clothes that I gave her. I'm sorry, I would've done it myself but I got trapped on the phone with my damn parents. Those two can talk for hours about nothing and somehow they both have this uncanny ability to make me feel 11 years old, all over again.
I see, so that's why she didn't come to find me sooner. "I'm sorry, Jen."
She smiled and put her hand on my chest. "Don't be sorry, honey. It's not a big deal." She looked conspiratorially side-to-side and leaned in, "Do you know where, Jessa is? Richard is still downstairs mopping so I thought we could sneak off in their room and we could resume what we discussed by the door."
She leaned in and kissed me quickly on the lips. I felt like she could taste the other woman on me. Just her being this close made me feel like at any moment she would point an accusing finger at me and proclaim me an adulterer. I might as well have been branded with the scarlet letter. But neither of these things happened.
She was standing there, waiting for a response. I shook my head. "I'd love to babe but I saw your sister heading into her room as I was leaving."
She pouted, "Aw man! Shoot! I've wanted you all day. Oh well, I guess we'll have to wait until later."
She grabbed my hand and led me down the stairs. I felt like a zombie. My guilt was so heavy that it was difficult to move my feet. I watched her move. She's the woman of my dreams, and all I wanted to do was hold her in my arms and never let her go. I wanted to be the one to protect her but right now it was me who needed protection. When we made it into their living room, we fell onto their couch and I pulled Jen on top of me. She snuggled into my chest and sighed. "I love you so much, Lance."
There were tears burning in my eyes but I blinked them away. "I love you, too. I'll always love you."
What she thought of my words she didn't say. We lay on the couch until sleep claimed us both.
What woke me was a lack of weight and warmth on my chest. I opened my eyes to find Jen and Jessa both standing above me. I smelled the crisp smell of mango and tangerine and Jen pressed something cold against my cheek.
"Ah! Cold!" I sat up straight while Jen chuckled. I couldn't be sure but she seemed a little tipsy. I looked out of the window and the sun hadn't moved that much so I couldn't have been asleep for too long.
She held out a glass with a frozen orange drink. "Here, taste this. I made it myself." She was slurring her words.
So she's drunk...great.
I took a sip of the sweet beverage. There was a strong taste of vodka on my tongue as I forced it down.
She smiled, "Like it? I just made it...well I made several but they didn't turn out so well. This is good though."
I took the glass from her hand. "It's great, honey."
She smiled triumphantly and looked at Jessa. "See! I told you he'd like it."
Jessa smiled back. However, something about her smile seemed smug. "You're right. I guess he likes sweet things." She looked at me and I averted my gaze. I didn't want anything to do with her.
"Where's Richard?" I pulled myself up off the couch and stretched.
Jessa walked in front of me, trying to make me acknowledge her. Her straight hair was curled and she wore a green camisole that matched her eyes. The shirt dipped so low that I could easily make out the tops of her areolae. She covered her legs with a gray pair of yoga pants that clearly showed the outline of her pussy. She was advertising her sex smugly. I looked towards Jen. Apparently, her locked and loaded radar trained to find any woman within a 12-mile radius who might have a thing for me was pointed in a different direction. Perhaps it just didn't work for her own sister. Or perhaps she was so drunk that she just didn't notice.
Whatever the reason, I turned my attention to Jen. I pulled her close to me and kissed her deeply. I wanted to make it as clear as day that she was the person I wanted and not Jessa. Jen was so drunk that she just kissed me back without an ounce of embarrassment that I was making out with her in front of her sister.
Jessa just watched with this amused expression on her face. She silently waited until we were finished but I felt her eyes on me the entire time. Jen pulled back and her cheeks blushed when her eyes fell on her sister.
"Oops! Sorry about that, Jessa."
Jessa smiled but didn't look at Jen. Her eyes never left me. "It's quite alright. Its good to see how important you two are to each other." My mind wasn't so addled that I failed to notice the implicit threat behind her words. "Anyway, Richard went into town to pick up dinner. I hope Italian works for you." She turned and headed into the kitchen. Jen followed her and I followed Jen.
Their normally spotless kitchen was riddled with Jen's attempts to make the perfect frozen cocktail. Jen and Jessa went to work on cleaning up the mess as I sat down and drank my drink.
At one point, while Jen's back was turned as she stacked the dishwasher, Jessa stood right in front of me and pulled down her camisole until her breasts were out in the open. She gave her large breasts a little shake and then continued to clean. There was another moment a few minutes later where she picked up a long spoon and pretended to fellate it. All the while she stood behi
nd Jen and within my line of sight.
As Jen was struggling with putting away the blender, Jessa moved behind me, sliding her breasts along my back. Her hand wrapped around my torso and she grabbed hold of my crotch.
She whispered, her hot breath tickling my ear. "I loved the feel of this bad boy in my cunt. I can't wait to take it for another spin later." She squeezed my cock and then let go.
I didn't care what she said. Jen and I would be leaving in a couple of days and I would be certain not to get put in a position where the two of us were alone. Whatever it was that she wanted from me, she would never have the chance to get. Not again.
Jen finally put away the blender and came by me to nurse her own drink. She kissed me on the cheek and I looked over at her. I couldn't believe how lucky I was to have someone as magnificent as her.
She smiled, "What are you smiling at?"
I kissed her lips. "Just that I love you."
"Aw!" She kissed me back. "I love you, too."
Jessa leaned back against the opposite counter and watched us. She winked at me and continued to look smug. "You two look good together. It's almost as if nothing could ever come between you."
Jen just smiled while I took another sip of my cocktail.
Suddenly Jen bounced up like she had been stung by something. "Oh! I forgot to mention something, sweetheart." I looked at her questioningly. "Jessa is going to come and stay with us for a couple of weeks later this summer."
I could only imagine my face as I heard the news. Why in the world would Jen ever invite Jessa to stay with us? Jen hated Jessa and the feeling was more than a little mutual. Before I could voice my concerns Jen pouted.
"Is that not okay? We talked about it at the spa today and we really should try to get along better. So she kind of invited herself over and I agreed. I would like to try to have a better relationship with her. Is that okay with you, honey?"
Goddamn her desire to change herself! Goddamn it to Hell! I wanted to shout, "No! No way in Hell! Your sister's manipulating you!" But I couldn't...well, I didn't.
Just then, Jessa leaned over the counter. Her eyes were all over me. "Yeah. Is that okay with you, Lance?" Her threat was obvious. Go along with it or I'm going to tell your wife everything. Something told me that she would gladly share my mistake with Jen in an effort to hurt her. I couldn't let that happen.
I looked at my gorgeous wife and her confounding sister in turn. Then I looked at my drink.
I did the only thing I could do. I nodded my head, "That's absolutely fine." Then I emptied my glass. Jen and Jessa smiled while I cringed inside.
What the hell am I going to do?
End
Be sure to check out what Jessa has planned next in part 2—Coming Soon!
Thank you for reading this story. I hope you enjoyed it. Feel free to read additional stories written by yours truly! Below are several links to other stories (some free...some not), which I hope you'll also enjoy. There is also a link to my website where you can write to me directly. I love hearing from fans and promise to write back to every one of you. So please don't hesitate to reach out to me.
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Welcome! I enjoy writing stories that appeal to me, in hopes that they will appeal to you, too. Beyond writing, I enjoy spending time with my family and I hope to travel around the world one day. I am a self-published author and the process can be grueling at times. I work hard to make sure that I am putting the best product I can in front of you. Despite this, I love doing it. I love my readers and I hope to speak to each and every one of you someday.
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