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Carol stood in the doorway waiting for me to let her in. I was still in a slight state of shock at this unexpected surprise. “Zach, my dear, you look absolutely pale,” she said. “I know it’s been a while, but I thought you would be a little happier to see me.” “Uh, no, Carol, it’s just that you’re probably the last person I expected to see at my door.” “Well, here I am, are you going to let me in?” I moved back, opening the door wide so that she could come in. “It’s just that this visit was so unexpected. You should have called or texted me ahead of time.” “What, and give you the chance to make up some excuse why you couldn’t be here? I wanted to see you and a surprise visit was the only way I could be sure you were here. Besides, Zach, did you think I was going to forget about you after Anne died? I gave you plenty of time to grieve. Aren’t you over her by now. Jesus, Zach, I’ve waited long enough. There’s no reason to put me off any longer.” I just stood there, mouth agape, not really sure how to respond to that. I led her into the living room and offered her a seat Carol still looked good. Hell, she looked more than good. Her body had gotten better with age. Her breasts were much larger than Annie’s, and her body was more athletic. She was 16 years younger than Annie, the result of an accidental pregnancy. Annie’s mother never considered an abortion or adoption. She was determined to love Carol as much as any of her children, and she succeeded, perhaps a little too much. As Carol became a young woman, she was so used to getting whatever she wanted she began taking whatever she couldn’t have. One of the things she couldn’t have was me. After Annie and I were married, Carol had become infatuated with me. She was spending a summer with us during college break, and she was so infatuated that she was constantly flirting with me and even making sure that I was around when she got out of the shower, so that she could parade around naked and I would see her hot body. She even went so far as to crawl into our bed one night when Annie was working the midnight shift. I was asleep when I felt a body next to mine. Thinking Annie had come home early, I reached across to give her a kiss when I discovered it was Carol instead. Furious, I kicked her out of the bed and gave her a piece of my mind. I told her to get these fantasies out of her head or else I would expose her to her sister. I don’t know how much got through her thick skull, but she never flirted with me the rest of the summer. Of course, her desire to get me for herself never really went away. After she got her degree she moved away, but every time we had a family get-together she dressed provocatively and continued to flirt shamelessly. Through it all, she never succeeded in seducing me. Even at Annie’s funeral she wore a hot, black skin tight mini and hung around me as if she were consoling me in my grief. After the service she tried to come on to me again. Her sister had just been buried and she could only think of herself and her desires. I told her to stay away from me, that I wanted nothing to do with her. I haven’t seen her since that day, until just now. “I thought I made it clear at the funeral I didn’t want what you were offering,” I told her. “Why can’t you just leave me alone? I wouldn’t dishonor Annie’s memory by doing that.” “Zach, what is going on? Who are you talking to?” As I heard those words my heart sank. Jayne had come into the room wearing only one of my white dress shirts, halfway unbuttoned so that her breasts were showing. They shook as she walked provocatively into the room. “And what do we have here?” asked Carol. “Is this how you’ve been handling your grief all these years? And so sexy, too. Zach, you’ve been a naughty boy, haven’t you?” I couldn’t be more embarrassed as I was at that moment. While I had nothing to be Pendik Escort embarrassed about with Jayne, Carol’s leering stare cut right through me. She was smiling, as if she caught me with my hands in the cookie jar. “Zach, who is this woman?” Jayne demanded. “And just what is she doing here?” “Oh, sweetie, let me introduce myself,” Carol crowed. “I’m Carol, Anne’s younger sister. Didn’t Zach tell you about us?” “There’s no ‘us’ to tell her about,” I shot back. Jayne walked over to where we were standing. “Is this true, Zach? Is she really Annie’s sister? And what is she talking about?” Jayne made no effort to cover up, and her nipples were really putting a strain on the fabric of my shirt. Carol was staring at Jayne’s breasts now, and making no secret of it. In fact, I think she was getting aroused by the sight of them. “Yes, Jayne,” I began. “This is Annie’s sister Carol. She’s made no secret about wanting to take everything away from Annie, including me. But she never succeeded. I never wanted her. I was in love with Annie.” “But he did want me, Jayne,” Carol interrupted. “You should have seen the way he looked at me back then. He says he didn’t, but we women have a way of knowing, don’t we? How did he seduce you?” “Oh, you’ve got it all wrong. He didn’t seduce me at all. It just happened.” Jayne was holding her own now, clearly pissed at the intrusion. “Well, honey, with a body like that, I’m sure that it didn’t take much for it to ‘happen’, did it? Maybe I’m going after the wrong person. I’ll bet you’re wild in the sack, aren’t you?” “That’s enough!” I shouted. “I think you’ve said enough, Carol. It’s time for you to go.” “Oh, brother-in-law, I’ll leave,” Carol hissed. “But it’s obvious that the grieving period is long past. You’ll be seeing more of me.” And she walked out the door in a huff.Jayne was clearly upset over the visit from Carol, and I sat down with her and explained everything. She seemed to accept what I told her, but she clearly was shaken by the whole thing. She gathered her things and got dressed. I apologized profusely for the antics by Carol. “You don’t have to apologize for her,” she said. “It’s obvious she is very different from your Annie, even though they were sisters.” “You have no idea,” I told her. “She’s been spoiled her whole life, probably because she was born so late in life, who knows?” I took her hands in mine. “Annie had it tough enough without knowing what a slut her sister had become. My poor Annie never knew, thank God.” Jayne listened attentively as I told her about Annie’s wayward sister. Soon afterward, Jayne went back home.We continued to have our morning coffee sessions the remainder of the week, but Jayne seemed preoccupied with Carol, and asked me every morning for details on how and why she behaved the way she did. I did my best to explain her actions, but Jayne kept asking. I wished Carol had never come here. Once again she was determined to disrupt any happiness that was mine. Carol never returned to my house that week, but she wasn’t far away. The very next day I happened to see her walking downtown. I decided to follow her in my car, staying far enough behind her that she never noticed me. She walked into the Marriott hotel just off the main downtown area. Through a friend, I learned that she had booked a room there. She was only three miles away from our houses. I hoped she wasn’t planning to stay long.On Friday morning, we were at Jayne’s place, relaxing on the sofa. Jayne had appeared back to normal, no longer asking me about Carol. I leaned over and kissed her lightly on the cheek. Jayne responded to my kiss by falling into my arms. Feeling inside her robe, I fondled her tits, the nipples growing as I caressed her. She moaned and opened her legs. I took that opportunity and knelt on the floor in front of her, Leaning Pendik Escort Bayan closer, I kissed her cunt, my lips forcing her lips open, taking in her wonderful aroma and licking her wetness. Jayne held my head in her hands, rubbing her pussy into my face as she threw her head back and moaned. I really loved eating her, as she always went wild and ground herself against my mouth in an effort to get more of what I was giving her. “Oh, Zach, eat me, lick my pussy good,” she said over and over. “Get me good and wet and then give me that big cock of yours. I want you to fuck me silly this time.” Jayne always knew that talking dirty to me got me hard in a hurry, and this time was no different. I wanted to make her cum hard for me, but I also wanted something else. As I pulled my glistening face away from her snatch I rose to my feet and removed my pajama bottoms. Before I did anything else I ran into her bedroom and grabbed her bottle of lube from her nightstand. When I returned, I held my cock in front of Jayne’s face and she took it in her hands, stroking it and admiring it. She licked the tip of it with her tongue and then swallowed half of it, sucking furiously. Her nostrils were flared and her eyes went wide as I gradually gave her more of it. She managed to get all but the last two inches into her mouth before waving her hand to tell me she couldn’t take any more. I pumped in and out of her mouth as she caressed my balls. She was loving this, and would have been happy to take my load, but I had other plans. I pulled my cock from her mouth and said, “Jayne, do you want to be fucked or not?” “You know I do, honey. Give me what I’ve been asking for!” “I will, as soon as you get on all fours, sweetheart.” “Oooh, doggie! You know how much I love doggystyle.” Jayne obliged me, getting on the floor and getting on her hands and knees for me. While she was doing that, I was applying a heavy amount of the lube all over my dick. When it was all wet and slick, I positioned it at the entrance to her asshole. At the first touch of it against her brown pearl, she moaned loudly. “Oh, Zach, take my ass, please fuck me in the ass!” I eased the head of my cock inside her ass and gently pushed it inside. Jayne took it right away and wriggled her ass back on my cock, wanting more of it. “You just stand there, Zach. Let me fuck you now.” She began to move back and forth, impaling herself on my hard pole. In just seconds I was buried up to my balls. “Now start fucking me, sugar,” she said. I gave it to her, but good. As hard as I pounded her ass, the more it excited her and made her fuck me right back. At one point, she looked back over her shoulder, smiling and licking her lips. Jayne loved anal, and she was determined to make me cum quickly. She kept working her ass and begging me to fuck her harder. It wouldn’t take long now. “Fill up my ass with your cum, baby. Shoot it in there so hard it comes out of my mouth.” That was all I needed. I felt my balls tightening and knew it was time. “Here it comes, Jayne. I’m cumming for you now!” I came hard, shooting cum for what seemed like forever. “Ahh, Jayne, take it all!” The lube and my cum combined and made a wet mess of her ass. It made sloshing sounds as I finished, and Jayne pulled away from my cock. As soon as she did that, she spun around and took me into her mouth, licking and sucking the wet combination from my softened cock. She licked me clean, then swallowed what she had in her mouth. “God, lover, that was a lot of cum,” she said. “Now you get over home and get cleaned up. I’m going to clean up our dishes and get a shower myself, but I want to do it with your cum in my ass. That way, every step I take will remind me of the fucking you gave me.” I kissed her and hugged her tightly, telling her how much she pleased me. I Escort Pendik gathered my things and left her sitting on the floor. As I walked to my house, I smiled, knowing how good I had it. Jayne was an incredible lover, and I was fortunate to find myself with her. I was so happy I didn’t see the black Mercedes sedan parked on the street, just past Jayne’s house. The Mercedes had been sitting there for nearly an hour, the driver staring at Jayne’s house, waiting for Zach to leave. Carol shifted behind the wheel, happy that Zach had finally decided to go home. She had watched them for two days as they had their little trysts, pretending to be having coffee while they were actually fucking each others brains out. With Zach out of the way, she could try to sweet-talk Jayne and become her friend. Maybe, she thought, they could be more than friends. That Jayne was a hot little number, and she might enjoy being with a woman. Jayne lay on the sofa, happy and content. Zach was proving to be not only a wonderful lover, but also a great friend. She could really relax in his presence, he was so warm and giving. This wasn’t the way it was supposed to be, not what Robert had in mind three years ago when he gave her his blessing to see and be intimate with other men. Her eyes closed and her mind drifted back to that day. Robert had asked her to join him at a bar he frequented after work. Jayne was still teaching then, but was looking at retirement soon. She found him at a booth along the back wall where they obviously would be alone. He had a glass of Chardonnay waiting for her. “Please sit down Jayne,” he said. “I have something I need to talk to you about, and it’s not going to be easy. In fact, it might be the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life.” Jayne’s heart sank. She was afraid of this moment for a long time. Robert wanted a divorce, she thought. Things hadn’t been very good at for them in the bedroom and she suspected that Robert had a girlfriend on the side. She sat down, but was trembling. “Robert, I’m prepared to do whatever we have to do to save this marriage,” she began. “I know things aren’t working for us in bed, but I’ll do anything to make you happy. If there’s someone else, just tell me.” Robert smiled as she told him this, and his smile infuriated her. How dare he, she thought. “There’s no one else, Jayne,” he said, still smiling. “You know that you’re the only woman I’ve ever loved, don’t you? I can’t recall the last time I even looked at another woman the way I look at you.” “But Robert, what’s wrong? Why aren’t you interested in me sexually? I must have done something to upset you at some point, or else you would want me.” “But I do want you, Jayne. It’s just that I know I can’t satisfy you sexually anymore. We try, but I don’t measure up to you. You have a very high-charged libido and I can’t perform to the level you need.” “That’s not true, Robert,” said Jayne. “You are just going through a rough time right now.” “Jayne, stop fooling yourself. You know as well as I do that I can’t even stay hard for you. You deserve more than what I can give you. So I think I might have a solution.” “What’s that?” “I want you to start seeing other men for sex.” “Robert, are you crazy? I couldn’t do that to you.” “Jayne, you would be doing me a great favor if you would. I want you to be happy, and if you are satisfied sexually then I am happy. Please believe me.” Robert went on to explain that he fantasized regularly about Jayne being fucked by other men, and that he felt turned on by this. He said that he only wanted her to tell him about her encounters. She was free to have sex with anyone, but she couldn’t fall in love with them and she had to tell Robert the details. It took Jayne a few months to get up the nerve to be with another man but, when she did, she found herself excited to come home afterward and tell Robert what she had done. She even gave Robert a blowjob once she finished and swallowed his cum. Robert was pleased and life went on. The pattern was always the same; she would have sex with a man, come home, tell Robert all the details and then suck his cock until he came.