Unspoken Pleasure

I thought I was handling things fairly well. I figured it was all just fantasy and that I would eventually get over my fascination with Kira. A few stroke sessions (granted, INCREDIBLE stroke sessions), and then a pleasant but secret memory. Then there was the next family get together: Kira's birthday party. I realized this would be the first time I saw Kira in person since I found her photos. On top of it all, she was to be the guest of honor and the constant center of attention all night.

For the most part, the party was fun, even if I was on edge the entire evening. Kira looked radiant. She wore a gauzy peasant blouse with her tight jeans (the same ones, I assumed, from the second photo shoot). The blouse was low cut and showed off her cleavage to the best advantage. I felt my palms sweat. My balls tingled. When Nick, her boyfriend, came over to take our coats it hit me like a ton of bricks that he must have taken the photos of Kira. Until that point I had been so engrossed in seeing her naked that I didn't even think about the fact that someone had to have taken the pictures. It was as if she made them magically appear just for me. I felt a momentary pang of jealousy toward Nick. He got to see her, to touch her, to fuck her on a regular basis. Lucky bastard. I also realized that there were countless people out there who also saw my Kira, lusted after her, masturbated to her sexy body. (And, yes, I did start to think of her as "my" Kira, as wrong at that was.)

I drank a bit more than I normally would simply because I tried to keep my mind off of my sister-in-law. Of course, the alcohol only fueled my desires. I found myself trying to get close and talk to Kira while also trying to avoid her because I wasn't sure if I could trust myself around her. I know Nick caught me leering at her cleavage once or twice. I could deal with that. He knew she was sexy and he had to understand that men would look at her. Unfortunately, Linda caught me leering once, too. She gave me a shame- on-you look but I didn't get in any more trouble. I figured I should quench my desire, so I slipped into the bathroom. I stroked myself thinking about Kira and how she'd look slipping out of her blouse at the end of the night. I pulled out my Palm Pilot and called up my favorite picture, the one where she was trying to be modest but instead was sexy as hell. I shot my load within just a few strokes. I came so hard that the force of my cum made a splashing sound in the toilet. After I cleaned up I was able to rejoin the party and pay less attention to Kira. About an hour later, Linda found me and asked if I was ready to go. I figured it was a good idea so we found Kira to say our goodbyes.

Just before we were about to leave, Kira asked Linda for the phone number of our realtor since she was in the market for a condo. "John has it, he'll give it to you," she said.

I pulled out my Palm Pilot and told her it was listed under R for realtor. She took it from me and went to the kitchen to write down the number. When she got back, she had a very strange look on her face. When she hugged me to say goodbye she whispered to me, "glad you enjoyed them." I figured she meant her friends at the party we hadn't met before, but when she gave me the Palm Pilot back, I saw her picture on the screen. I fumbled to turn it off before anyone else saw. Kira just gave me a wicked smile and kissed Linda goodnight. She gave me a quick peck on my fully blushed cheek and I swear I felt her tongue for a split second.

The ride home was icy. Linda was pissed off at me and kind of drunk-a potentially lethal combination. I just wasn't sure what she knew or how much trouble I was in. She sat in the passenger's seat, stony faced and arms crossed. Eventually she said, "It was pretty obvious what you did tonight, you know."

I cleared my throat and tried to see just what it was I did that was pretty obvious. "I'm sorry, hon, I just...."

"You just embarrassed yourself tonight is what you just did. I can't believe how you were ogling Kira's chest."

But did she mean how I was ogling it in picture form? I tried to play it cool. "I wasn't that bad."noveldrama

"Weren't that bad? Everytime I turned around you were staring at her cleavage."

So it was just what had happened at the party that got me in trouble.

"And then," she continued, "you had to blush like a schoolboy when she hugged you goodnight."

So she saw that. "Linda, it... I mean... well your sister has a knack for getting people to look at her. I don't know how anyone COULDN'T have looked at her cleavage the way she had it on display with that blouse."

"She's always done that," Linda said. I could feel her anger shifting from me to Kira. "That's how she stole not one but two of my boyfriends." I knew she must be particularly drunk if she brought up the stolen boyfriends story. When Linda drinks, she gets either wild and uninhibited or sullen and insecure. I was hoping she wasn't sliding toward the latter.

"Is that what this is all about? Linda, I'm married to you. I love you. I think you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. And right now I'm going home with you." I wasn't sure how far I should push this, but I figured I had to go for the big score. "Yes, I admit I was looking at Kira's cleavage tonight. Frankly, she had it right out there for everyone. I know I wasn't the only one who looked. But I..."

"You think she's sexier than me, don't you," Linda interrupted. It was a statement, not a question.

"No I don't. Like I've told you before, she's attractive because she looks so much like you. But it's you I want." I paused, considering whether or not to go on. I decided to just blurt it out, "To be honest, when I was looking at her cleavage, I was thinking about yours."

She looked at me incredulously and I thought I had gone too far. "That sweet of you to say that, but you don't have to lie."

"I'm not lying!" And I wasn't, really. When I was looking at Kira's chest, I was thinking about the ways it compared to my wife's: their freckles, the ways their breasts swell and hang similarly, the size and shape of their areolas, the fullness of their nipples. "Do you really like my breasts as much as Kira's?"

"I love your breasts, Linda."

"Oh really," her voice changed. Instead of angry, she sounded... sultry. "Are you sure?" "I'm positive."

"Perhaps you'd better take another look." And with that, she turned in her seat and unbuttoned her blouse. She caressed her bra-covered breasts, all the while giving me seductive looks. My cock sprang to life. Even though it was dark out, I'm sure other drivers would be able to see her. She then pulled one breast out over the cup of her bra and fingered her nipple. She took the other one out and cupped them for me. I had to make sure I didn't run the car off the highway. I knew she must have been drunker than I thought since this is not something Linda would do. Not that I was complaining! As a matter of fact, I realized that I was more turned on by my wife at that moment than I had been in quite sometime. I looked up at her face and saw she was smiling devilishly at me. She leaned over to caress my cock through my pants. As she leaned, her breasts swayed lewdly over the top of her bra.

"Well, it would certainly appear that you do indeed like what you see," she said as she felt my hard cock.

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We turned onto our street, Linda's hand on my cock, her breasts swaying free. When we pulled into the garage, she didn't even bother to button up. She stripped off her blouse and bra before I could close the garage door. I couldn't believe what she was doing. She slung her blouse and bra over her shoulder, jiggled her chest at me and said, "let's go play."

How could I argue?

We left a trail of clothes up the stairs and into the bedroom. By the time we got there, we were naked and incredibly horny. She flopped on the bed with a girlish giggle. I pounced on her and kissed her deeply. I nibbled down her neck to her chest. I licked the underside of her breasts, through her cleaved and back around. I purposely avoided her nipples until she was writhing with anticipation. Then I sucked her nipple deep into my mouth. She screamed with a sudden orgasm that surprised both of us. As I sucked more, she ran her fingers through my hair. "Mmm, that feels so fucking good," she said.

My mouth stayed on her nipples while my hand made it's way to her pussy. I felt her soft stomach. I felt her bushy pubic hair. Then I felt the moist velvet of her lips. She was soaked and I loved it. When I caressed her pussy lips she moaned. When I slid a finger in, she howled. I sucked her nipples and finger fucked her for some time. Then, out of the blue, she said, "Would you like to be doing this to Kira?"

I looked up at her, and her eyes lids were heavy with lust. Instead of trying to get me in trouble, I think Linda was getting off on the idea that I found her sister attractive. But I wasn't quite sure. "I told you, I love your body."

"That's not what I asked," she growled, "I asked if you'd like to be doing this to my sister."

I sucked a bit more and ran my finger over her clit before I said in a quiet voice, "yes."

As soon as she heard me, she exploded in another orgasm-one of the most intense she's had in years. "Yes, fuck yes, John! I want to see you suck my sister's titties!"

I couldn't believe what she was saying. I was so fucking horny. I dry humped her leg... actually, dry humping was a bit of a misnomer. I left a huge slick of pre-cum on her leg. I decided to play along. I grabbed both of Linda's breasts and mashed them together. This way I could suck both nipples at the same time. "I bet you'd love me to do this to Kira." She just moaned her approval and scissored me with her legs. As I kneaded her soft breasts I rubbed my cock on her swollen clit. My pre-cum and Linda's wetness made for a messy combination.

"Fuck me, John!" Linda shouted. In one deep stroke, I buried my cock in her pussy. She was so wet, so ready that I met little resistance. I just felt her moist, hot pussy slurping up my cock.