And Then There Was Katie Ch. 03

Mike was very tired, and he couldn't pass up on his wife's kind offer. "Oh sweetie, that would be so great! I am tired; are you sure you don't mind?"

"If I minded, I wouldn't have offered." She smiled and gave him a quick kiss.

They traveled up the stairs together, but at the ground floor Jennifer headed toward the kitchen while Mike continued to the upper level. "Hurry to bed," he advised his wife.

"I will honey," she replied.

Mike quickly got himself ready and got in bed. They were in for some long days ahead, so he truly appreciated any extra sleep he could get. His mind was consumed by thoughts of Katie and the residual dull ache emanating from between his legs. Mike couldn't tell whether it was from the need for release or from the wish that he could crawl in bed with his sister-in-law rather than his wife.

Surprisingly, given the evening's events, Mike cleared his mind and was able to go to sleep. He dreamt about Katie, once again sucking his hard cock deep inside her mouth. He told himself it was a dream, but it all seemed so real. Mike looked down between his legs and saw the movement under the covers. He was confused; he looked to his left and saw his travel alarm clock. Suddenly, he realized he wasn't dreaming. He also realized that his cock was most definitely being sucked by somebody.

He reached down and threw back the covers to see his wife making love to him with her mouth. Trying to blink the sleep out of his eyes, Mike surveyed the scene. Judging by the clock, he had only been asleep about an hour. Jennifer must have snuck in the room, slid under the covers, and started the blow job.

The incredible feelings her mouth produced quickly brought Mike into full consciousness. "Oh baby, that's so hot!" he moaned softly. "Don't stop!"

Jennifer moaned her approval and sucked him down all the harder. As horny as Mike had gotten earlier without cumming, he was ready to explode in less than a minute.

"Oh Jenni," as Mike only called her during sex, "don't stop! I'm gonna cum!" He grabbed a handful of hair with both hands and held on tightly. "Let me cum in your mouth baby!"

When the lips and the tongue and the suction didn't stop, Mike knew he couldn't hold back any longer. The cum exploded from the tip of his cock in torrential gobs. Mike gritted his teeth to try to contain the yell that he wanted to release into the quiet house. His affectionate wife gulped down his love juice until she could get out no more.

"Oh Jenni, that was incredible! To what do I owe the pleasure?"

Jennifer crawled up her husband's body until she was straddling his waist. "Does a girl need an excuse to suck off her man?" Holding his wet cock in her hand, she eased herself down onto it. Jennifer inhaled slowly through clinched teeth at the feeling of being penetrated by Mike.

Once satisfied that he was indeed inside her, Jennifer started riding Mike's cock slowly and lovingly, as if it was something fragile. "Actually," she picked the conversation back up, "I wanted to thank you for these – mmmph – oh! – last few months. I've never felt more happy or satisfied in my life, especially not sexually."

Mike was relieved to hear the things his wife was telling him. He worried that an affair with Katie might detract from his marriage, but his wife was telling him quite the opposite. It was just the rationalization he needed to avoid the guilt from knowing that a few hours earlier, Katie's pussy was quivering around his cock in orgasmic bliss, yet here he was with that same cock inside another woman.

Before Mike could answer, Jennifer asked the question. She stopped moving, and with a serious look on her face, she gazed down at him. "Why has it been like that lately? I mean, why, after seven years of marriage, are we suddenly going like gangbusters in the bedroom?"

With her hands pressed flatly against Mike's chest, her fucking resumed. "I mean, don't misunderstand; I love it," she continued. "I loooooove feeling your cock inside me so often. But what changed? What's different? Because I don't feel like it's me." Her pace quickened slightly.

There is was. In the past two months, Mike had often imagined Jennifer asking him this very question. Despite his forward thinking, with his pussy deep inside his wife and his mind deep inside Katie, he couldn't produce an answer.

For a long thirty seconds, body parts slapping together produced the only sounds in the room. Neither Mike nor Jennifer showed any emotion in their actions. They were not making love. It was a fuck for fuck's sake. Usually, those were some of Mike's favorites. Knowing that the only goal for each of them was to cum made it somehow feel more raw, more intense.

At that moment, however, Mike was not enjoying things one bit. He racked his brain for a good response to the question he had known was inevitable. When he still didn't say anything, Jennifer asked it again.

"So you don't have an answer? Do you – oh fuck – FUCK yes! – do you think it's me? That's why you won't say anything?" Jennifer fought to maintain the one-sided conversation even as the feelings in her pussy betrayed her desire to hear an answer.

"I don't think it's you," Mike said, knowing he couldn't remain silent. "I don't know – I just really enjoy sex with you, and I guess I just decided that I wanted more of it." He hoped she would let it drop.

She didn't. "You guess? What in the – mmmph – mmmph – what is that supposed to mean?"

Mike snapped under the anxiety of the situation. "I don't know, Jennifer. Jesus – what is this, the Spanish Inquisition?" Despite his apprehension, he felt himself getting painfully close to cumming again. Jennifer was now riding his cock all-out, her C-cup breasts bouncing in time.

Mike grabbed his wife's hips and started thrusting up into her bounces. Jennifer let in two sharp gasps before responding. "Why so defensive? Oh yes! Yes! You don't – oh fuck! – get defensive unless you don't want – oh – oh – to tell me something. What – oh GOD this is so good! – what are you hiding?"

Mike was sweating profusely. His heart pounded, and he felt dizzy. He neither knew nor cared whether it was because of the cum churning inside him or the line of questioning which had definitely gone to where he didn't want it. He mentally slapped himself back into focus and said, almost grunting, "I'm not hiding anything."

"Bullshit!" Jennifer retorted, too loudly for the quiet upstairs. "Oh fuck I'm so close! I'm so close!" She reached one hand between her legs and rapidly fingered her engorged clit. "Are you ch – ch–" the pitch of her voice jumped up an octave as she managed to squeeze out the last few words, "–cheating on meeeeeeeeeee?"

The violent orgasm exploded through her body like lightning. Despite the silence of the house, she moaned and squealed with a volume that Mike was sure would wake everyone sleeping within. "Yes! Yes! Yeeeeeesssss!"

The massaging Jennifer's pussy gave Mike's cock did him in as well, and his own climax went off like a shotgun. The convulsions of his cock made his whole upper body jerk in time, and as his hot cum sent his wife's insides into further turmoil, the chaos raged within his own mind at how to give her an answer that would appease her thoughts.

After their long and intense orgasms, Jennifer collapsed in a heap on top of Mike's chest. They both panted for breath as their sweaty bodies gelled together.

Mike decided to take the offensive. "Were you really serious with that last question?"

Without looking up at him, Jennifer answered, "Yes, I was."

Scoffing, "No I'm not cheating on you! What kind of a thing is that to ask me? And how in the world would that tie into us having more sex? Think about that; if I was getting it somewhere else, why would I want more from you? That makes no sense whatsoever." He tried to sound indignant.

"Don't get upset, sweetie," Jennifer said, sounding kind for the first time since after the movie ended earlier in the evening. "I was just wondering why things are going the way they are. I guess I don't need an answer – I'm so happy with everything. I really am."

Mike's heart finally started to slow its frenzied pace. He wrapped his arms around his wife and held her tightly to him. He did love her after all, even though he was also in love with her sister.

Jennifer spoke again. "I'm sorry if I made you mad. That's not what I intended." She reached an arm up and used her fingers to begin playing with Mike's short hair.

As Mike assured her that he wasn't mad, he heard somebody enter the bathroom next door. He heard the door shut, the lock engage, the toilet lid being lifted, the business being taken care of, the flush, the hand washing, and the exit. Mike noted how clearly he heard everything and knew that the bathroom would not be a suitable venue for any rendezvous with Katie.

The couple dozed off to sleep with their bodies enmeshed, and despite the strange mixture of anxiety, lust, longing, worry, and satisfaction, Mike slept surprisingly soundly.

The next day, the family headed off to Epcot Center. They spent the morning hustling about, trying to squeeze in all the major attractions before the lines became prohibitively long.

Mike thoroughly enjoyed the morning. The weather was a sunny and beautiful eighty degrees with a light, sweet-smelling Florida breeze. Jennifer and Hannah were having a blast, creating a wonderfully happy atmosphere for Mike.

And then there was Katie. She looked absolutely fantastic with her tight, half-sleeve shirt and short denim shorts. As always, her golden tan made her look good enough to eat. If Mike had the chance, he would.

Mike and Katie had not had the opportunity to talk privately about the events that had unfolded since they arrived in Florida. Mike had worried since the previous night that she might be upset or angry about what happened, but her quick winks and smiles during the morning took those fears away.

Lunch time arrived, and the family began the usual squabble over where to eat. After several possibilities being rejected by one person or another, they finally came upon a little old-timey diner. Mike didn't care what they ate, so while most of the family rushed inside to check out the menu, he stayed out in the walkway with the stroller and his daughter.

Katie made some comment about not caring, so she too stayed outside, acting like she was playing with Hannah. Once they were alone, she spoke quietly to Mike. "So it sounded like you two enjoyed yourselves last night." She looked up at him with an adorable smirk and gave him a wink.

Mike chuckled. "Yeah, sorry about that. Jennifer got a little, shall we say, carried away with things." When Katie didn't respond, he continued. "I'm really sorry about how things went down last night. I–"

Katie cut him off. "Don't apologize, Mike. I loved it. It was so hot. I think knowing that we could be caught made it more intense, so much so that when I ran into the bathroom, I didn't stop cumming for at least another minute. It was so good."

"Well it's a relief to hear you say that. I was worried that you might be upset."

"Of course not, but speaking of you and Jennifer, it does bring up a problem."

Mike knew where she was heading. "You mean that the walls in that place must be paper-thin? There's no way we can do anything up there without someone hearing us, so I guess the bathroom plan is off."

"I know," she said dejectedly. "And I was so looking forward to it, too."

"I know, me too," Mike agreed. "But I guess we'll just have to–"

"We're eating here guys!" Daniel yelled from the diner's doorway. "Hurry up!"

"Uh oh, I guess that's the end of our talk, huh?" Mike asked as he turned the stroller and walked towards the door.

"I guess so," Katie agreed, walking ahead and holding the door open for Mike and the baby.

The rest of the day was uneventful between Mike and Katie. The family pushed hard all day long until finally returning to the villa around 8:30. All being thoroughly exhausted, they quickly went to bed.

The group spent the following day at MGM Studios. As sexy as Katie dressed, Mike had a residual ache between his legs. He longed to be with her again, but there was never an opportunity. That day progressed and ended much like the previous one, and for the second night in a row, Jennifer was too tired to do anything but use the bed for its intended purpose.

Mike awoke on the third day with a raging hard-on. Two days and nights of no sexual activity left him needing some action, and needing it badly. Mike struggled to hide his erection as the family made their way to the Magic Kingdom.

After spending the first two hours hustling around to the most frequented attractions, the group slowed down and began systematically going to each of the less popular rides. When they reached the Mad Tea Party, everyone knew that Mike would gladly sit out and keep Hannah while they rode.

"The only thing mad about this ride is the people who like it," Mike said, sticking his tongue out in feigned nausea. "You'll never get me on that thing. I'd puke the whole way."

"Yeah, yeah, we know," everyone chimed. "That means you get baby duty this time!" Susie said.

"I'm hungry! When are we going to eat lunch?" Daniel asked.

Everybody stood around looking at each other until Katie spoke up. "Well, my stomach is already feeling kind of funny, so I don't think it would be a good idea for me to ride this. So why don't I go with Mike back around to Main Street. We'll take Hannah to that baby changing station and take care of her, then just hang out at that restaurant we thought looked good until y'all get there to eat."

"That sounds great," John said. Everybody else agreed.

Thomas was ready to ride. "Come on guys, hurry up! Look at the line - it's already long and getting longer by the second!"

Mike's heart pounded and his erection rode high as Katie's suggestion materialized before his eyes. As the group started to head off, he asked Jennifer, "How long do you think you will be?"

Jennifer saw the sign at the end of the line. "Well that says the wait from there is an hour, so I would think probably thirty or forty-five minutes. Are you sure you'll be okay with Hannah?"

"Of course I will - a lot more okay than if I get on that crazy contraption over there!"

Jennifer laughed. "Okay then, see you after awhile!" She joined the others in line, and Mike turned to see Katie behind the stroller, ready to go.

With his back to the group, a huge smile spread across his face as he said, "So, uh, you realize that this baby station has private feeding rooms, right?"

Fighting the smile that would be equally huge, Katie said, "Of course I do. Why do you think my stomach was feeling funny? It's butterflies, my dear."

With a subtle wink, she headed off in the direction of Main Street, U.S.A., the Magic Kingdom's avenue of shops, diners, and more. Mike knew he was about to clearly define the "more."

"So," he said in a suggestive tone as they walked, "what do you want to do?"

"I want to pick up where we left off the other night. I want to fuck you until I can't take any more, then I want to fuck you some more. I'm so horny I can hardly stand it."

"Oh man, I've had a hard-on all day. It really needs some attention. Know anybody that could take care of that for me?"

She chuckled, "Maybe...I guess we'll just have to see."

Their banter continued as they briskly walked across the park. By the time they reached Main Street, Hannah had fallen asleep in her stroller.

The two found the baby station and quietly went inside, not wanting to wake her. True to the guidebooks, there was a room full of changing tables with several smaller rooms at the back. The place was deserted at the moment, and Mike and Katie quickly made their way into one of the private rooms.

Katie pushed the stroller over into the corner of the room while Mike closed and locked the door behind them. After the click of the lock, the room was silent enough that the lovers' heavy breathing was clearly audible. Mike's cock was painfully hard with anticipation, and he knew that Katie would already be wet for him.

Wanting to ensure that the baby stayed asleep, Mike thought to turn down the volume on his phone. "They'll be calling when they're on the way," he whispered to Katie. She grabbed her phone and followed suit.

The room, although small, was nicely furnished with a rocking chair, a high chair, a small crib, and a folding chair. It smelled of baby powder and disinfectant. The theme was totally Disney, with a Mickey Mouse border on the walls and a Winnie the Pooh mobile hanging over the crib. The cool conditioned air felt refreshing on Mike's sweaty skin.

Mike unfastened his shorts, pulled them down to his knees with his underwear, and sat down on the cushioned folding chair. At the same time, Katie quickly but silently undressed herself. Mike savored the sensual show, watching her slide her shorts and panties off over her shoes. She peeled the spaghetti-strap tank top / bra combination over her head and set it on the side of the rocker.

The sweat covering her body gleamed in the dim light as she approached Mike. To him, she looked good enough to eat. The song lyrics floated into his mind, "You're rock candy baby - hard, sweet, and sticky."

Katie straddled Mike's naked lap and sat down on his upper thighs. Her hands gently grasped his face while his simultaneously slid from her hips up the middle of her damp back. While their tongues got reacquainted, Katie wiggled her hips forward until their genitals rubbed together. As Mike's hard cock pressed into her humid slit, she shuddered in pleasure.

Mike repressed the moan that he wanted to share with Katie. Their kiss was heavy and passionate, and it rose in excitement along with the heat between their two bodies. In defiance of the coolness in the room, new beads of sweat formed on Mike's forehead.

His hands made their way back to Katie's hips. He was as ready to be inside her as she was to feel him penetrate her sex. Katie slowly stood upward, allowing the tip of Mike's cock to deliberately ease down the length of her slit. When he was finally throbbing at her entrance, she lowered herself, slipping her pussy over his erection like a glove.

Using her feet against the floor, Katie began to make love to her brother-in-law. As she repeatedly impaled herself on him, her breaths came in sporadic pants and gasps. Mike felt like he was harder than he had ever been, and he knew it would be a short time before he filled Katie's pussy with his cum.

They both knew they could not make any noise for fear of waking the baby lying in the stroller only three feet away. But the moans and screams that were building up inside of them could only escape by transforming into a frenzied acceleration of their fucking.

As Katie moved faster and faster up and down Mike's pole, she had to press her mouth to his to stifle the squeals that fought their way free. Mike kissed her forcefully, his ears starting to ring with the approach of his orgasm.

After another thirty seconds, their lips were touching but they were no longer kissing. Instead, both of them desperately panted and gasped, their breaths catching in the intense pleasure of their bodies being joined together.

"Oh I'm so close!" Katie hissed. "I'm so close!" she whispered frantically in his ear. She leaned down and powerfully bit his shoulder as the ecstasy began to overtake her. Her legs continued their work as if on auto-pilot.

Her orgasm hit her so powerfully that her teeth sunk into Mike's shoulder through his shirt before he painfully pushed her away. She rode the waves of pleasure with her head leaned back and her mouth wide open. Mike could imagine the screams that she would normally emit, and her wet rippling pussy flesh quickly brought him to the brink.