Consequences Pt. 23

At that moment her iPhone buzzed. It was a text from Willow: "I have an appointment tonight, can you do Joe's massage treatment?"

Jen hesitated before answering. She'd mostly avoided Joe the last few days, since the hand job. But how could she say no? She texted Willow back, "Sure, I'll take care of him."

Jen brought home Chinese food for dinner. "Hey you," she said to Joe as she unpacked the white boxes.

"Smells good," he said.

"Healthy too, steamed tofu and vegetables, and white rice," Jen said. The foods were all on Joe's "healthy diet" list Dr. Calgary had given her.

They didn't talk as they ate, an awkward silence between them. Joe seemed just as uncomfortable as Jen after the other night.

Jen didn't like the awkwardness. She liked Joe. He was her brother-in-law, and more than that, her friend. And he didn't have much time left.

"I'm doing your massage treatment tonight," Jen said finally breaking the silence. "Willow's busy."

"Maybe that's not a good idea," Joe said with a frown. "I've been thinking I should move to a hotel. Or maybe go with mom and dad when they go home."

"Don't do that Joe," Jen said concerned. "Mike wants you here."

"He wouldn't if he knew what happened the other night," Joe said with a humorless laugh.

Jen looked at Joe, thinking. After a few moments she made a decision. She said "You don't know that."

"What do you mean?"

"Mike and I... we're swingers," Jen said. She saw the shock on Joe's face, and the million questions. She didn't want to get into it, so she said "It's kind of complicated. The point is, I can do what I want with who I want, and Mike is okay with it."

"Wow," Joe said shocked. "So when you were with that guy, Frankie -."

"Mike and I were never separated," Jen explained. "It was just part of our... our lifestyle."

"Wow," Joe repeated, the amazement written all over his face.

Jen squeezed his hand. "The point is, I'm pretty sure Mike would be okay with what happened the other night."

"Seriously?" Joe said skeptically. He suddenly looked concerned. "You're not going to tell him, are you?"

"I have to tell him Joe, when he gets home," Jen said. She squeezed his hand again. "Don't worry, it'll be okay, I know how to handle him."

Then she grinned and playfully punched him in the arm. "So let's go mister, time for your massage."

As before, Jen wore yoga pants and a loose t-shirt. When she went into his room Joe was face down on the bed, the sheet covering him from his shoulders to ankles. She knew he was naked underneath.

She started with his neck and shoulders and worked down his body. As usual she worked on him for 30 minutes while he was face down, but it all seemed a prelude to when he turned over onto his back. The tension in the room seemed to increase the closer they got to that mid-way point in his treatment.

Finally she pulled the sheet up, making it a privacy screen. "Okay Joe, turn over," she said softly.

Joe turned over and Jen covered him with the sheet. Jen looked down at his mid-section. He was hard again. His erection tented the sheet. There was a small wet spot from his precum.

Jen broke her eyes away from his crotch. She looked at his face. He was looking at her.

She got a towel to cover her face. But he stopped her. "Not this time, okay?" he said.

"Okay," Jen said. They locked eyes. Jen smiled at him and affectionately brushed his hair with her hand. "Oh Joe..." she said feeling sad. He was dying!

"It's okay Jen," he said.

Jen nodded. But it was like someone else controlling her body. She pulled the sheet off his chest. She ran her fingertips along his well-defined biceps and pecs, his hard abs. "Your body's really nice Joe," she said admiringly.

Then she started to weep. He DID have a nice body. On the outside. Inside, the cancer was killing him.

"It's okay Jen, I've made my peace with it," Joe said, brushing the tears from his sister-in-law's cheeks. "Can you do something for me Jen? Can you take off your top?"

Wiping away the tears, Jen nodded. She crossed her arms and then pulled the t-shirt off. Then she reached behind and unsnapped her bra. She let the bra fall off her arms, joining the t-shirt on the floor.

Joe's breath caught as he stared at his sister-in-law's naked, perfect breasts. "You're so perfect," he gushed.

"Don't tell Mike," Jen said, feeling Joe's eyes eating her up. She never understood it. Her breasts were so small, nothing like Allie's, yet guys always feasted on them.

"I won't," Joe said, tearing his eyes off Jen's breasts and looking into her eyes. "I promise."

Jen nodded, sealing their secret. She pulled the sheet off Joe completely, eliminating any pretense this was a massage.

Jen swirled her tongue in her mouth. Then she licked her palm, making it wet with her saliva. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and began stroking him, using her spit as lubrication.

"Can I?" Joe said breathing hard, his hand moving towards her chest.

"Yeah, okay," Jen said. With that permission, Joe cupped and kneaded her soft perfectly shaped breasts.

Jen's eyelids got heavy and her breathing deeper as he rolled her nipples between his fingers. "You like that?" he asked seeing her reaction.

"Yeah," she said. "My nipples are really sensitive." But then she realized she'd crossed a line. "Let's keep this about you, okay?" she said giving him a weak smile.

"It's just... it makes me feel good you're turned on too," Joe said, blushing.

His innocence warmed her heart. "I told you Joe, you're really cute, and you have a nice body. You touch really nice. And THIS is really impressive." She smiled and lightly squeezed his thick cock.

He smiled back, clearly pleased by her compliments. He was breathing hard. She knew he was about to cum.

"Jen, can I kiss you?" he said between gasps.

Jen shook her head. "We better not Joe," she said. In her mind, this was still therapy. If they kissed it would become more than that. Then she'd really feel like she was cheating on Mike.

"Can you move closer?" Joe asked.

Not wanting to rebuke him again, Jen took a step closer. Joe wrapped an arm around her and groped her tight dancer's ass. "I've always wanted to do this," he said with an almost apologetic smile.

Jen nodded, giving him permission. What he did next was unexpected. He reached into her yoga pants so now his hand was on the bare skin of her ass cheeks (she was wearing a thong).

"Joe..." she said, but she could tell he was close to cumming so she decided to let him play. She quickened her pace as he groped her ass with one hand and her breasts with the other.

"Ugh god Jen!" he cried as he came, his ejaculation so strong it hit Jen's tits and neck.

"Wow," Jen said afterwards, impressed by the strength of his ejaculation, and they both laughed breaking the tension. Joe pulled his hands away from her looking embarrassed. He covered himself with the sheet. Jen pulled up her yoga pants and wiped her neck and chest with her t-shirt, at the same time covering her breasts.

"I guess I better let you get some sleep," Jen said backing away.

"Yeah," Joe agreed. As Jen was about to close the door he said "Hey Jen?"

"Yes?" she asked looking back at him.

"Thanks," Joe said appreciatively.

Jen gave him a warm smile. Then she left.

"God nothing fits," Allie said disheartened. It was the next day and Jen was helping her with wedding dresses.

They were in a private salon and wedding dresses were all around them. Allie was nude except for a thong and heels as she tried on dress after dress.

"I'm so fat," Allie lamented.

"No you're not!" Jen said with a laugh.

"Yes I am," Allie said, glumly looking at herself in the big 3 way mirror. She looked sideways and then over her shoulder at her ass. "God Darren is going to dumb me, I'm a fat cow."

"You're crazy!" Jen said with another laugh. But Allie HAD gained weight, not just in her tummy but also her hips and behind. Allie didn't work out like Jen, relying instead on her good genes. That strategy wasn't working so well now that she was pregnant.

"I AM fat Jen, look at me," Allie said pinching her hips and ass. "I've still got months to go, what will I look like after I have the baby?"

"Maybe you should exercise a little honey," Jen said gently. "And watch what you eat." Jen knew Allie had the worst diet, burgers and fries were staples. Before it didn't matter, she could eat anything and never gain weight, but again it wasn't working that way anymore now that she was pregnant.

Jen promised herself she would keep exercising and watching her diet when she finally got pregnant. She wanted to keep her tight sexy body. For Mike, but also for herself. Her looks meant a lot to her. She knew it was vain but she couldn't help it. She never wanted to be one of those girls guys said "remember when she used to be hot?"

Trying on wedding dresses took most of the morning. "I don't know why we're doing this," Allie said at one point, frustrated. "I'm getting so big nothing will fit a month from now anyway. Maybe we'll have the wedding after the baby comes."

"Seriously? You want to wait that long to get married?" Jen asked with a frown.

"We've talked about eloping to Vegas to get married," Allie whispered. "My mom would kill me so don't say anything, okay? But then we could have the wedding anytime. You and Mike will come right?"

"Of course we will!" Jen said smiling back. It was a good idea. No bride wanted to be fat and pregnant in her wedding pictures.

Jen met Joe for dinner. They needed to talk. At first there was the awkward silence again. But after a couple of drinks they both started to relax.

"You know, I've had girl friends," Joe said. "I don't want you to think I'm a loser."

"I don't think that Joe!" Jen said with a laugh. They paused their conversation to order another round of drinks, a Cosmo for Jen and a Jack and Coke for Joe.

"When was your last girl friend?" Jen asked.

"It's been a while," Joe admitted. "I've dated some." He shrugged and gave a nervous embarrassed laugh. "All the meds I take. It's hard to have a steady girlfriend if I can't perform."

"But - I'm not sure I get it," Jen said, a blush appearing on her cheeks. Was Joe saying he couldn't get hard? But he always got hard. He got hard easy. Too easy even.

"It's not all the time," Joe said feeling uncomfortable. "With you, I mean, you're gorgeous." He gave the embarrassed shrug again. "Let's face it, the situation's pretty hot."

Jen was glad the restaurant was dark, or else Joe would see her blushing furiously. A married girl jerking off her brother-in-law. Yes, that was definitely hot!

"How about you, do you think it's hot?" Joe asked.

"You really expect me to answer that?" Jen said with a nervous laugh. "God Joe it's incest."

"It's incest-lite because we're not blood related," Joe said with a laugh.

"Oh, that makes me feel soooo much better," Jen said rolling her eyes and laughing back.

"Do you feel like you're cheating on Mike?" Joe asked.

"I told you, we swing," Jen replied.

"So, are you like me then? That this is super hot?" Joe pressed, his eyes boring into Jen.

After a few moments Jen said "I've been with brothers before. Yeah, I think it's hot."

Joe's jaw dropped, awestruck. "You've been with brothers? I always thought you were so sweet -."

"I am sweet you jerk!" Jen said playfully hitting him.

"Sorry, you know what I mean!" Joe said laughing. "And Mike - I mean, he's Mike my little brother, I can't believe he swings."

"He's the kinkiest person I know," Jen said giggling.

"So tell me some of the things you've done," Joe asked wearing an intrigued, lustful grin.

"I really shouldn't," Jen said.

"Come on, at least tell me what happened with the brothers," Joe said grinning.

After a moment Jen said "We were in Cancun..." She giggled nervously. "I had a threesome with two brothers." She shrugged. "That's it."

"Where was Mike?" Joe asked eagerly. He joked, "With their sisters?"

"He was there," Jen said. "Mike likes watching me with other men."

"Oh," Joe said, the pieces clinking together. "Actually that makes sense."

"It does?" Jen asked with another nervous laugh.

"Not that you guys swing, I'm still processing that," Joe said laughing back. "It's hard imaging Mike with other girls. I mean, he's Mike my little brother!" Joe laughed again. "He's not superhot like you."

"I think Mike's superhot," Jen said, although she smiled clearly appreciating Joe's compliment.

"Okay, well, I'm glad you think that, he's your husband," Joe said and they laughed.

"So, um, when was your last girlfriend?" Jen asked.

"About 3 years ago," Joe said.

Jen's eyes went wide. "So for 3 years you haven't -."

"Yeah, I've pretty much been a monk," Joe lamented. He shrugged. "My last girlfriend, Cindy... half the time I couldn't get it up. All the meds, they screw everything up. But she took it personally, like there was something wrong with her. It was a lot of drama. After that, it was easier being alone."

"I'm sorry Joe," Jen said, feeling sorry for him. No sex for 3 years?

Their drinks were empty. "One more round?" Joe asked eyeing Jen mischievously.

"Okay, but that's it, I'm already tipsy," Jen said with a laugh.

When they finally got back to the loft apartment they were both swaying from too much alcohol. "How about a hit?" Joe asked holding up his e-sig and clear liquid cannabis extract.

"Twist my arm," Jen said, giggling and reaching for the e-sig. She took a long drag and then Joe did the same. They went back and forth and soon were feeling no pain, both tipsy from alcohol and high from weed.

"Does Mike smoke weed?" Joe asked.

"Not really," Jen said. "I mean he does sometimes, but he doesn't like it like me. For me it's like chocolate." She giggled. "I shouldn't have said that. I guess I like it too much. I don't use anything stronger though. Ecstasy sometimes."

"I've never tried Ecstasy," Joe said.

"God it's freaking amazing!" Jen gushed. She blushed realizing she was admitting too much. Embarrassed she said "I need to stop talking."

Joe laughed. "So tell me something else you like."

"Forget it cowboy, I've already said too much."

"Come on, tell me," Joe insisted, poking her in the side.

Jen squeaked and jerked away. "Hey!" she cried.

"I never knew you were so ticklish," Joe said grinning.

"I hate being tickled" Jen said with a pout.

"Okay," Joe said eyeing her mischievously. "So I guess you're going to hate this!" Joe pounced on Jen tickling her sides and the back of her thighs. Jen squealed and tried squirming away but Joe held her tight and kept tickling her, both of them laughing, Jen playfully hitting his chest and arms.

When he finally stopped they were both panting. "You jerk," Jen said but she was smiling at him. Then she realized Joe's hand was cupping her breast, caressing her.

"Joe, stop," she whined.

"I don't want you to think it's just the situation," Joe said looking into Jen's eyes. "It's you. You're so hot. I've always thought so. That's why I can get hard."

"Well, um, I see that," Jen joked. Joe was hard and his erection was pressing into her stomach. "Wait," she said. Joe was laying awkwardly on top of her. She stood up while he remained on the sofa. She stepped out of her flats, then she unbuttoned her blouse. Her bra was next. She looked down at his crotch. The tent looked even bigger.

"God Jen..." Joe said lustfully, his eyes dancing from her pretty face, her small perky tits, her sexy flat tummy.

Jen smiled at him. She moved towards him, between his legs. She got on her knees. She unzipped his jeans and took out his cock. Then she went down on him.

"Oh god," Joe groaned as he felt Jen's sexy hot mouth envelope his cock. His head rolled back as he felt her soft tongue run up and down his shaft.

Jen bobbed her head a few times, then she took him out of her mouth. She studied his cock as she continued to stroke it. The skin was soft and unblemished, the head was like a big mushroom. It wasn't too long, maybe 6 inches. But the shaft was really thick, she needed both hands to hold him right. A thick vein ran up each side.

She heard Joe say "How do I compare?"

She looked up. She blushed when she saw he was looking at her. "Sorry," she said with a weak smile.

"That's okay," he said smiling back. "How does it compare?"

Jen knew he wasn't asking about just Mike, but all her lovers. "It's beautiful Joe," she said honestly, continuing to stroke him up and down.

"I'm not sure a guy likes being called beautiful," Joe said with a laugh.

Jen grinned. "You've got a real man's cock," she said. She giggled. "Better?" Joe grinned at her and they shared a smile.

Jen reached back and twisted her long blonde hair into a loose bun to get it out of the way. As she did Joe cupped her breasts. "These are beautiful," he said.

Smiling at Joe, she lowered her head and took him back into her mouth.

He didn't last long. When he came Jen made sure to swallow every drop.

"I'll be right back," Jen said getting up. She went into her bedroom and put on a t-shirt to go along with the mini-skirt she still wore. When she came back out Joe had pulled up his pants. She sat next to him.

"Did you enjoy that?" she asked smiling at him.

"Are you kidding?" Joe joked. They both laughed. Joe picked up the e-sig. There was a little more cannabis extract in the reservoir. "One more for the road?" he asked with a grin.

"Sure," Jen said. They each took a hit. Jen closed her eyes as the weed washed over her. She felt Joe's hand on her thigh and she opened her eyes.

Joe ran his hand up her thigh. She grabbed his wrist just as his hand disappeared under her skirt.

"I want to make you cum," he explained.

"I'm fine, really," Jen said.

"Come on, let me," he insisted.

They locked eyes for long moments. Then finally Jen let his hand go.

Joe moved under her skirt. Jen raised her butt as he pulled down her thong panties. He looked at them for a moment. They were soaking wet.

His hand disappeared under her skirt again and he cupped her pussy. She leaned back into the sofa as he said "You're really wet." He used his thumb to stroke her. Jen closed her eyes and her mouth formed a small O.

She grabbed his wrist again, this time to adjust where he was touching her. "Yeah," she breathed as now he was rubbing right over her clit.

"Does this feel good?" he said looking into her pretty face.

"Yeah... yeah," she said. She pulled up the t-shirt. "Suck my nipples Joe."

Joe eagerly took one of her nipples into his mouth. She arched her back as he sucked and licked her. "Yeah Joe, yeah, just like that, oh god yeah, yeah, oh god, oh god, oh shit I'm going to cum..."

Jen's body jerked as her orgasm hit. Joe rose from her tits and covered her lips with his. Jen reflectively wrapped her arms around his neck and they kissed and traded tongue as the orgasm ripped through her body.

As Jen's orgasm subsided they broke the kiss, both of them panting. Joe's hand still covered Jen's pussy.

"Um..." she said slightly moving away.

"Oh, sorry!" Joe said, immediately pulling his hand away. His fingers were wet from her love juices.

Feeling awkward and uncomfortable, Jen pulled down the t-shirt and skirt. "That was really good Joe," she said and gave him an awkward kiss on the cheek. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow," she said, then hurried into her room.

As Jen disappeared into her room Joe licked his fingers. God she tasted so good!

It took a long time for Jen to fall asleep. She lay in the darkness, looking up at the ceiling. "What am I doing?" she kept asking herself.

She was taking care of her brother-in-law, her friend, THAT was what she was doing. He was dying. She was making his last days better.