Mike awoke the next morning knowing that it was Friday, the last full day of their vacation. It had been an exhausting trip, and Mike looked forward to returning home to normality. At the same time, he felt a longing sadness knowing that the days of constantly being around Katie were ending. As he walked sleepily to the bathroom, he wondered if there would be any more chance to be alone with his sexy sister-in-law.
The family's plan for the day was to head over to Downtown Disney and spend time shopping, eating, maybe catching a movie, and just generally taking it easy. By 10:00, they had parked their rented vehicles and were walking across the street toward Planet Hollywood. After browsing in several nearby stores, the group decided to have lunch at the Rainforest Café.
Of the nine of them, Hannah seemed to most enjoy the jungle-like theme of the restaurant. Mike walked her around and let her look at the various aquariums and fountains before and after their meal.
That afternoon, the group mostly stayed together. They decided to forego the movie in favor of visiting DisneyQuest, the virtual reality arcade-like center. Everyone had a great time doing their own thing until around 3:00 when they all ended up back together at the center's entrance.
"I'm tired of this place," Thomas complained.
When several others shared his sentiment, Mike suggested, "Why don't we go back and just hang at the house. Then if some of us want to come back later for a movie or something we can."
His idea was approved by all, and they walked en masse out of DisneyQuest. Just outside the doors was a Disney employee waving something around and shouting. The group proceeded toward him mindlessly, all wondering what this person was peddling.
"That's right! Cirque Du Soleil tickets for tonight's show for half-price!" The young man saw the large group approaching him, and he focused his attention on them. "Hey, the whole family's here! You would all love our show! You can still get tickets for tonight!"
Thomas and Katie were veterans of the Cirque Du Soleil, having seen shows in two or three various cities around the country. Thomas jumped all over the sales pitch. "Oh man, this show is so awesome! We ought to get tickets and go! This is the thing we told you about with all the cool acrobatic stuff and everything!" He looked to Mike and John as if expecting one of them to make a decision on whether the group would attend.
Mike had been wanting to see the Cirque, but he didn't think today was the day. He voiced his opinion. "I say we head back to the house and rest up, and then those that want to can come back for the show." Turning to the employee, "Do you think tickets will still be available at the door?"
The salesman took a quick look around, then smiled and said quietly, "Officially, no, you'd better buy your tickets right now! But honestly, there are plenty of tickets left. Why do you think we're selling them at half-price?"
Mike continued to take charge. "Great. What time is the show?"
"8:00," the peddler said.
"Great, thanks!" Mike turned to the rest of the family and said, "So what do you think about that plan? Personally, I'd love to see it, but I think I'd rather just stay home and hang out. That way Hannah can stay with me and whoever else wants to go can go."
Several people objected, not the least of which was Jennifer. "Oh sweetie, don't stay home. We can just take Hannah! It will be fun!"
"I know," he said, "but I really don't think I want to go. Really, I'd rather stay home."
In the back of Mike's mind, he held out hope that maybe somehow everybody would go to the show except him and Katie, but he knew that would probably be too obvious to explain away. Regardless of what Katie did, he just didn't want to go.
Jennifer started to object again, but Katie interjected. "Jennifer, if he doesn't want to go just let him stay home. I don't know about anybody else, but I'm all over it! I can't wait to see it again!"
Mike was disappointed to hear Katie's words, but he was also glad to know it rather than hold out hope all day that he might get some time alone with her. The family made their way back to their vehicles, chatting about dinner plans and what time they would need to leave to get to the show in plenty of time.
The family just had pizza delivered to the house around 6:00. Everyone except Mike was excited about their night "out on the town." Once they all had their fill of pizza, they hustled around getting ready to leave. Mike went ahead and gave Hannah her nightly bath and got her ready for bed.
The baby was exhausted, so by shortly after 7:00, Mike had her in bed asleep. He crept out of the makeshift nursery, shut the door behind him, and headed downstairs. The group was just heading out the door, but Jennifer met Mike at the bottom of the stairs.
"We're leaving sweetie. The show doesn't start until 8:00, and Thomas said they usually last about an hour-and-a-half. I'd say we'll probably be back around 10:00 or so. Are you sure you'll be okay here by yourself?"
"Of course I will. Hannah's already in bed asleep," he said triumphantly.
"Great, then you can just relax. Try to be quiet when you're upstairs. Katie is in bed feeling really sick. She's going to try to get some extra rest, so don't wake her up."
Mike couldn't believe his ears. "What? You mean she's not going?" His heart went into overdrive at the thought of three hours alone with Katie. He tried to not let his excitement show. "What's wrong with her?"
"I don't know," his wife said, sounding worried. "Thomas just said after dinner she got really sick at her stomach and was even throwing up. She thinks she's just tired so she didn't want to go and not get enough rest before the trip home tomorrow."
"Sucks to be her," Mike said, hoping he sounded casually unconcerned. Inside, he wanted to push his wife out the door so he could bound upstairs and jump Katie in her very bed.
Through the open door came the quick honk of a horn. "Uh oh," Jennifer said, "I'd better run. Have fun sweetie!" She gave him a quick kiss before turning and walking quickly out the door. "Lock up behind us; we have the key," she called out over her shoulder.
Mike followed her to the door and waved goodbye to the two departing vehicles. As they drove away, he closed, locked, and dead-bolted the door. He stood there for a few seconds just staring at the door, taking deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. He obsessively checked the locks twice more, making sure they were indeed engaged. Just as he was about to turn and head for the stairs, he was startled from behind.
"Make sure they're locked," Katie's sweet voice broke the silence of the tiled entry way. Spinning around, Mike found himself face to face with the object of his lust. She had somehow managed in her socked feet to get within two feet of him without making a sound, and stood there smiling warmly at the man she desired.
"Sick at your stomach, huh? Throwing up? Sounds like you need to get back in bed," he said in mock chiding.
"Oh, I definitely plan on going back to bed, just not by myself." She winked at him before taking a step forward. With a short sigh that communicated longing, desire, lust, impatience, and love, she simply said, "Kiss me."
Mike wrapped his arms around Katie and leaned over to press his lips to hers. She melted into his body as their mouths shared the passion they felt for each other. Katie's arms slowly encircled Mike's neck until she was holding his head tightly to her own.
With tongues entwined, the two shuffled their feet in the direction of the staircase. Not wanting to break their kiss, it took them several minutes to traverse the long hallway and reach the base of the steps.
Once there, Mike lifted a leg and planted his foot on the first step. Before he could proceed any further, Katie broke their increasingly frantic kiss and gasped, "No Mike! Take me now! Take me right here! I'm so hot for you! Just fuck me!"
The words were music to Mike's ears. Wasting no time, he grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and peeled it over his head. Katie just as quickly began to strip, and clothes flew off of the pair and landed in heaps all around them.
When she was beautifully bare, Katie turned towards the stairs and leaned over, resting her weight on her hands on the third step. Before Mike could even move, Katie spoke again, without turning around. "Now Mike...now!"
Mike positioned himself behind her, admiring her sexy backside. He took his hard cock in his hand and pointed it in the direction it wanted to go. When the tip pressed slightly between her puffy lips, he decided to do a little bit of teasing. "Is this what you want?" Mike asked the horny goddess who stood ready before him.
Without answering, Katie pushed back hard against him, forcing his erection to make the easy journey inside her steamy hole. The penetration sent shockwaves through her body, and she rewarded Mike with a shuddering squeal.
Mike's hips engaged the autopilot and began rhythmically pumping in and out. His pace was not frantic, but neither was it slow. Mike was firmly in control, with his hands securely holding Katie's hips and his arms even pulling her back into his every thrust.
Mike found the scenario wildly sexy. He glanced to his right and saw Katie's white lacey bra hanging from the handrail. In the middle of the hallway, lying on the tile were her thong panties. The sounds of their love making floated up the staircase in front of them, and Katie's excited moans echoed in that strange, hollow-sounding way.
"Oooooooh Miiiiiiiike," Katie cried, savoring the feeling of the hardness that was inside her. The intrusions into her pussy continued minute after minute, elevating her pleasure from one level to the next, until her moans had transformed into screams.
"Mike! Mike! Oh baby! Baby yes! Yes! It's so goooooooooooood!" As always, her noisiness excited Mike beyond compare, and it showed in the intensity with which he fucked her.
"Oh Katie – you – are – so – amazingly – hot!" Mike grunted in time with his strokes. Mike was not too terribly far away from cumming, and he sensed the same was true for his sister-in-law.
In a stroke of serendipity, both of them became quiet just in time to hear the loud clicks of door locks. They both heard the sounds, and Mike pulled out of Katie just as the hinges of the front door squeaked noisily. Mike quickly bent down and scooped up the pile of clothing that was under his feet. Katie grabbed her bra from the banister and her shorts from the step just below her. As the loud closing of the front door filled their ears, Katie rapidly began ascending the stairs on tiptoe. Mike glanced around him as he started up behind her, and what he saw exponentially increased his panic: Katie's white panties still lay prominently in the middle of the tile floor.
With pounding heart and throbbing cock, Mike raced silently to the upper floor. As he rounded the corner at the top of the staircase, he saw Katie already flying through her bedroom door, closing it quietly behind her. Mike headed for the bathroom, ruffling through his armful of clothing en route. It appeared as though he had his t-shirt, gym shorts, underwear, socks, and Katie's tank top. He tossed all but his shirt into the bathroom ahead of him, and started returning his top to right-side-out.
Once in the bathroom, he closed the door and pulled on his shirt over his head. Flipping on the light, he grabbed his shorts off the floor and slid them into position. Mike reached over and flushed the toilet, then quickly grabbed the remaining garments and threw them over the shower curtain into the bathtub.
Mike took a deep breath, then reached for the door knob. He had no idea what or who to expect inside the house, but he feared anybody except Daniel and Chad. Surely anyone else would see the panties in the floor. Surely anyone else would put two and two together and realize what had been going on. He felt shaky as he turned the knob and opened the door.
Turning the light off, Mike walked from the bathroom and toward the stairs. He listened attentively for any sounds and their location, but he heard nothing. Mike quietly descended one step at a time, and when he was halfway down, he heard the front door shut once again.
With a huge sigh of relief, Mike quickly took the remaining steps to the ground floor. Still wanting to be cautious, he peered around the banister and confirmed that the door was shut. Through the shuttered windows, he saw the headlights of a vehicle trace a path across the dark entry way and living area as it left the driveway and proceeded up the street.
With heart still pounding and eyes still on the door, Mike squatted down to retrieve the panties from the floor. When his hand did not find them in the expected spot, he turned his full attention to the floor. When Katie's thong was nowhere to be found, Mike was filled for a fleeting moment with confusion. In an instant, the emotion was replaced with the all-too familiar panic.
"Holy fuck," Mike muttered, realizing the gravity of the situation. Whoever had returned to the house had not only seen the panties, they had done something with them. Mike's gaze returned to the front door, and he muttered, "Who the hell was it?"
He was startled by the movement in his peripheral vision. His eyes darted to the stairs, where he saw Katie's bare legs slowly creeping down one step at a time. "It's alright," he said audibly, "they're gone."
Katie bounded down the rest of the stairs. "Thank god," she sighed with a brief smile on her face. Her happy expression disappeared when she saw Mike's face. "What?" she asked nervously.
"Your panties were right here in the middle of the floor when we ran upstairs. Now they're gone." Katie's silence assured Mike that she was feeling the impact of what he had just said.
After a long few moments, Katie finally spoke up. "What does that mean?" she inquired.
"It means we're probably fucked, that's what it means," Mike said angrily. Shaking his head, he continued, "I don't know who it was. It could have been any of them. But whoever it was took the panties." After a brief pause, "Why would they take them? What would they do with them?"
Mike's thoughts raced along with his heart. A redeeming idea suddenly struck him. "Wait a minute," he jumped up from his squat. "Maybe they just thought they fell out of the laundry or something and threw them in with the washer and dryer. Wasn't somebody doing laundry today?"
"Yeah, yeah, I think you're right," Katie's voice increased in enthusiasm.
Mike looked up at her briefly. "Let's go check," he said, quickly walking further away from the front door. With Katie closely in tow, Mike rounded the corner to his left and threw open the folding doors to the utility room. After a quick survey of the area, Mike's dread returned. "They're not here," he announced.
Katie gently moved him to the side and looked for herself. Sure enough, there was no clothing anywhere to be found, much less the culpable white thong. Without facing him, Katie slid her hand into Mike's and asked blankly, "What are we going to do?"
Mike asked himself that same question. Despite his trepidation, Mike couldn't help but notice the silky negligee in which Katie had adorned herself. He released her hand and slid his arm around her waist. "I don't know."
Against his wishes, Mike's erection made itself known in his shorts. Yes, his sexy sister-in-law was leaning her scantily-clad body into his own. Yes, only a few minutes earlier he had been wonderfully close to filling her up with his cum. Yes, his body wanted to finish the deed. But his mind was running what seemed like a thousand computations per second, and he knew they were possibly in very serious trouble.
Katie lifted her right hand to her side and held Mike's hand in place as she turned around. He wondered where she was leading him when she stopped a few feet away at the kitchen table.
Releasing his hand, Katie turned once again and faced Mike. Without saying a word, she grabbed his shorts and yanked them down in a flash. Hopping up on the edge of the heavy wooden table, she said, "Fuck me Mike. I'm still so horny I can't think straight, and I know you are too. Cum inside of me and then we'll sit down and talk this out."
Mike wanted to object, but his raging hormones vetoed the rest of his brain. He needed to take only one step forward before Katie could grab his hard cock. She pulled it in between her spread legs until it once again pressed against her ready sex.
Mike lunged forward another step, pushing his entire length into her in one smooth stroke. As he bottomed out, Katie's legs wrapped around his waist and locked at the ankles. Throwing her head back, Katie's passion replaced her fear, and she cried out his name. "Oh Mike! Fuck me! Please fuck me!" she whimpered.
Mike did just that. He thrust himself into her at a frenzied pace. Katie's heels dug into his lower back as she used her legs to propel him inside her wetness even harder and faster than he did on his own. The illicit lovers both leaned in and locked lips, kissing frantically, as if they feared it would be their final moment of intimacy.
Mike's hands powerfully squeezed Katie's breasts while his hips continued their assault on her pussy. They fucked like rabbits for only a few minutes before they were both on the verge of climaxing. "Oh Katie," Mike called out, "I'm gonna cum!"
"Yes!" she exclaimed. "Yes Mike, yes! Fill me up! Spray your hot juice inside me! Let me feel the burning heat!" Katie's sexy repartee was enough to send Mike flying over the edge and into his orgasmic freefall.
"Aaaaahhhhhh!" he moaned loudly as his cock erupted inside her. Mike's eyes were tightly shut as the pleasure of contraction after contraction raged between his legs.
"Oh fuck, Mike!" Katie cried. "Fuck, I can feel it! I can feel it! I – I – oooooooh fuuuuuuuuuck!" Katie's own orgasm flooded over her like a tidal wave, and her pussy rippled in gratification around the volcanic object that penetrated her.
Mike's hips continued to pump until their mutual climaxes flat-lined. When he felt Katie finish cumming, he threw his arms around her and held her tightly against his body. Their heavy breathing and pounding hearts were easily felt through each other's torso, and the pair remained in that position for several minutes until Mike's sticky cock softened enough to slide out of Katie's dripping hole.
Mike released his strong grip on her body, and she followed his lead. Once disentangled, Mike squatted down where he stood, bringing his lightly-sweating face even with Katie's gaping pussy. Seeing his own cum slowly ooze out of her reminded Mike why he was so incredibly hot for his intensely sexual sister-in-law.
Mike leaned forward, tongue extended, until it reached the source of the erotic scent that filled his nostrils and sent chills racing down his spine. He promptly shoved his tongue inside, bringing it back to his mouth with a collection of their combined fluids.
Katie attacked Mike as he stood quickly back up, her tongue forcefully invading his mouth in search of its cargo. Mike willingly shared his prize, and they swirled the delicious harmony of cum to and fro.
After each had received and swallowed their taste, their lips parted and their eyes locked. After a brief moment, Katie spoke softly. "I love you so much, Mike. What are we going to do? I don't know if I can live without you now that I know what I'd be missing. I mean, I love Thomas and all, but it's not the same as with you."
As her voice trailed off, Mike jumped in. "I know exactly what you're saying, sweetie, but more than likely, somebody now knows what's going on. At the very least, they probably suspect something. Why don't we get dressed and sit down and think through this all and see what we can come up with."