Logical

"Sorry I haven't worn it before now," I replied handing him the blue pill and cup of water. "Take this you're going to need it."

He looked into my eyes and I thought a girl could drown in the depths of those baby blues. He took the pill from my hand and washed it down. He crumpled the cup and tossed it in the wastebasket without looking.

My eyes followed the cup as it landed in the trash. They went back to his face and were greeted by the warm glint of his smile. I offered him my hand, he took it after turning off the computer. I led him upstairs. I glimpsed over my shoulder and giggled at Stanley's gaze. His eyes were glued to my oscillating ass revealed through the translucent material of my nightie.

I closed and locked the door to our bedroom to ensure our privacy. I floated into my husband's arms of love and kissed him open mouthed. My tongue probed his with insistence. I broke the kiss and whispered hotly into his ear, "I love you, Stan."

He looked into my doe sized eyes and replied, "I love you too, Jen. You're so sexy."

Unbuttoning his shirt I pecked his bare chest with a kiss after each button popped open. Once his shirt hit the fool I backed Stan up to the bed and pushed him into it. He toppled over laughing as he bounced on the mattress. His shoes were next and they hit the carpet with a dull thud. His socks followed with a flutter like falling leaves.

My breathing became more rapid as I undid his belt. When I unsnapped his trousers the outline of his hard cock was evident beneath his trousers. I tugged them down his thighs and Stan raised his hips for me to slide his trousers and underwear off.

My eyes feasted on the hardness of his cock as he lay nude before me. I licked my lips in anticipation. I crawled onto the bed with cat like quickness I engulfed his cock into my mouth in a single rapid movement.

"Awww!" he groaned.

I swallowed his cock until my lips were tickled by his wire like pubic hair. I gently squeezed his bloated balls with my hand and heard Stan moan again. I worked my way back up his shaft until just the head was left in my mouth. I sucked on it with vacuum-cleaner like intensity.

Stanley hissed and slapped the mattress like a wrestler trying to tap out. He grabbed my leg and twisted my body until I had a knee on each side of his head. With my pussy poised above his face his tongue disappeared into the depths of my essence then it was my turn to moan. He darted his tongue in and out of my cunt matching the rhythm of my bobs up and down on his cock. It was a race to see who could make whom cum first.

My flesh began to flush with warmth. I spit out Stanley's dick as he charmed my clit from its sheath with his talented tongue. I pushed myself up on my arms until I was positioned like a sitting dog. All the while my husband continued to lavishly lick my loins. I giggled as he darted his slavered slobber around my anus. I cooed as his tongue tip tantalized my clit. I pinched and pulled my nipples through the sheer material of my Baby Doll. My orgasm was building. I surmised my moans and groans must have given Stanley a clue I was close to climax.

Suddenly he jammed both his thumbs up my pucker while simultaneously biting down on my clit. I screamed as my mind ricochet between pain and ecstasy until both sensations melded into a single phenomenal feeling of pleasure. I bayed, "Wha...wha...wha."

I collapsed onto the bed next to Stanley in a whimpering heap of spent flesh. I lay on my back panting for breath. I pushed my mussed hair from my face and felt a wet sheen of sweat. I puffed, "Love...you...Baby...Love...you."

Stan maneuvered on the bed until he hovered above me. He whispered, "I love you so much Jen."

He grabbed a couple of pillows and pushed them under my ass elevating my hips. His eyes had a glazed vacuous glint as he gaped at my gash after he spread my legs wide. His inspection bore into me with silent expectation. His gaze moved slowly up my body until it was riveted on my face. A brief shiver rippled through me as his eyes locked with mine. The intensity of his expression revealed the love and desire he had for me.

"I love you," I whispered again into the high octane atmosphere.

My words seemed to ignite Stan's passion. I gasped as the blunt head of his hard cock pushed into the entrance of my overexcited pussy. Once his pleasing pecker was fully infested in my trembling twat an electric shock scorched through my body as his cock made contact with my G-spot. My entire pelvic seemed to contract around Stan's cock and spasm with ecstatic release. I cried out as the unexpected orgasm surged from my core. "Oooh,...cum...cum...ooooh!"

Stanley grunted and gritted his teeth as my cunt tightly clutched his cock. He remained on his knees with his cock buried in my quivering quim. He waited for me to descend from my climatic heights before he began to slowly maneuver his member in and out of my pussy. He teased me by pulling it almost completely out of me then stabbing it back in my slick snatch with swift short strokes. He followed these with long leisurely lengthwise cock caresses of my cunt.

All I could do was moan and groan as his marvelous cocksmanship drove me to the precipice of pleasure overload. I begged him, "Fuck me, harder...harder, fuck me."

My passionate pleas pushed Stan to pound my pussy to a pleasurable pulp. I racked my fingernails across his taut tummy as he clutched my hips using them to leverage the length of his shaft briskly in and out of me. I felt his cock grow larger and begin to convulse. Suddenly he seated himself balls deep inside my pummeled pussy painting it with his cum.

"Cum-mm-ming!" he cried with ecstatic relief.

He panted until his breathing returned to normal. His hard cock remained buried inside me and my twat trembled around it with each huff of breath. He grinned down at me and pushed his thump down on my extremely stimulated clitoris and commanded, "Cum, My Love, cum now!"

My body responded to his order with exorbitant enthusiasm. My cunt convulsed around his cock with orgasmic exuberance. I closed my eyes tightly as white sparklers lit up the periphery of my brain's pleasure center. I barked, "Bo-bo-bo-ow-ow!"

Stan pulled his pleasing pecker out of me. He collapsed by my side and I curled up next to him resting my head on his chest. His heart beat echoed soothingly into my ear as I lazily ran my fingers through his chest hair.

Finally I observed, "My goodness, Stan, you haven't fucked me like that in years."

He chuckled and looked down into my eyes, "You haven't inspired me like that in years. I can't remember the last time you wore a sexy nightie and you even trimmed your bush. Who could resist such a compelling invitation to copulate?"

I returned his gaze and continued stroking his pelt of chest hair, "I'm sorry. I've turned our sex life into just another routine that needed to be performed every other Tuesday."

"I never complained."

I kissed his chest, "I know Darling, and I love you for it."

"Why the sudden change?"

I explained to Stan the lunch time conversion I had with my sister-in-law. How concerned she was that her marriage to my brother was in jeopardy due to her inability to have sex. How she feared Nick might have an affair with a younger woman.

"I'm sorry to hear that," Stan said with astounding sincerity. "Divorce sucks."

"Yeah, Tina is pretty desperate to avoid it. You'll never guess what she asked me to do."

"What?"

"I shouldn't say...you might get pissed. I was shocked beyond words myself. No, forget I brought it up."

"No, I won't forget. Tell me. I promise not to get pissed. You did say she was desperate, its difficult to be angry when someone says something shocking out of desperation."

"Okay, but remember you promised. She asked me...to... to have sex with Nick."

For several moments Stan remained silent, so I asked, "Darling? Are you angry? Please don't be, you promised."

He squeezed me into a tight hug and replied, "I'm not pissed. Stunned would be the correct word. But, you have to admit there is certain logic to her request."

Startled I sat up and searched his eyes. "What?"

He smiled at me, "Look at the situation from Tina's point of view. She's worried that Nick will not be able to resist the amorous advances of this Kimber, especially since she herself cannot fulfill his sexual needs."

"What are you saying, Stan?"

"Just that I understand Tina's desperation, that's all." He pulled me down into an embrace again. "I went through a divorce, remember..."

"How can I forget I write the alimony and child support checks every month along with the rest of the bills."

Stan frowned, "It's not another bill to me. It's a monthly reminder of my failure as a husband and father."

"You're a good father and husband," I insisted. "Your ex-wife left you and took your child with her when you were stationed overseas in the Air Force, there's not much you could have done about it."

"I could have resigned my commission. There were signals I should have picked up on. I should have known that she wouldn't be able to make it through a year's deployment alone."

"Come on Stan. I think you're comparing apples and oranges."

"Maybe, but I see Tina's logic. Since she can't fulfill your brother's sexual needs herself the next best thing is to find a suitable surrogate to take care of those needs."

"I'm his sister, its incest."

Stan chuckled, "Incestuous, yes, but you aren't a threat to their marriage. From her point of view you're the perfect surrogate because you're not going to run off with your brother leaving her with four kids to raise. So, it does have a desperate logic to it."

He gave me another hug and continued in a more somber tone, "Recently, I have wondered what might happen to us if I could no longer sexually perform."

I sat up again, stunned. "What?"

He gazed grimly at me. "Look I can barely satisfy you now. I have to take a little blue pill for our routine sex, let alone for nights like tonight."

"You satisfy me, Stan," I said with firmness.

With a mocking chuckle Stan said, "Yeah, me and your little pink pal you have hidden in your night stand drawer."

I gasped as the shock hit me full force, he knew about my vibrator. I sobbed, "I'm so sorry, Darling. I didn't want you to think you were inadequate. You must thing I'm a hose monster."

"No I don't think you're a monster. You're a woman in early thirties, coming into her sexual peak, married to a man almost a decade older that is passing his sexual prime." Stan pulled me back down into an embrace and sighed. "It is, what it is, maybe, you should have sex with Nick"

I sat up again, "I can't believe you'd say that, you're as crazy as Tina. Having sex with Nick is not only incest it would be cheating on you."

Stan shook his head negatively and said in a hushed tone, "It's not cheating if your husband knows about it."

Wide-eyed I asked, "You'd approve of me having sex with my brother?"

"Perhaps."

Incredulous I asked in an agitated octave, "Perhaps? Perhaps you've lost your mind?"

"Settle down Jen, I didn't mean to upset you especially after we've had the best sex in ages. I'm just saying that Tina's suggestion may fill a need you have and keep us from divorce as well."

I folded my arms across my bosom and huffed, "So what your saying is that I should treat my brother like a human vibrator and allow him to use me as a cum-dump to prevent our respective marriages from ending in divorce."

Stan shook his head, "Hardly, you and your brother love each other. You'd just be expressing that love in a physical way. A way, that Tina can no longer express, not for awhile, anyway, and an expression that I increasingly must rely on pharmaceuticals to accomplish."

With urgency he lifted my chin with his hand until I gazed into the deep pools of his blue eyes. He whispered softly, "I love you, Jen. I'll do whatever it takes to keep you."

The next morning Stan woke me up as he was tying his necktie. "Jen...wake-up."

I sat up groggily in bed. "I'm up. I'm up."

Stan laughed, "It's okay, Jen. I'll take the boys to school they've already ate breakfast and they're getting dressed right now."

I looked at the clock and frowned I had slept through the alarm. "Are you sure? I can take them."

"No, I'll take them. I only woke you to let you know." He bent and kissed me, ignoring my dragon breath. His tongue penetrated my mouth momentarily before he broke the kiss. "I really enjoyed last night. I'm sorry I upset you so much. You tossed and turned and didn't get much sleep last night. I love you. Go back to sleep."

I nodded and flopped back down on the bed. I heard the trampling stomps as the boys hustled down stairs herded to the car by their father. I smiled, Stan was such a good man and I loved him dearly. Yet, there was that implicit need within me that he struggled to meet. Was I being sexually selfish?

With such troubled thoughts I drifted back to sleep and dreamt of my cousin, Mike. In my uneasy mind, I was teleported back a dozen years to that fateful evening in the pool house. I was sprawled on my back on patio furniture cushions. Mike was slowly withdrawing his delightful dong from the depths of my satisfied snatch. I caught a movement at the window out of the corner of my eye.

It's my brother, Nick. I didn't bother to close by legs I left them open so my brother could gape at my freshly fucked gash. I could tell from his frantic movements that he's fisting his cock. I caught his eyes and looked into them with a wicked grin. I pressed my thumb against my agitated clit. Shock waves of orgasmic pleasure surged from between my trembling thighs to the pleasure nexus of my being. I howled with bent-up emotion, "Aw, aw-wee!"

I sat up startled, panting, and bathed in sweat. My nocturnal emissions had left my pussy slick and satisfied. I had experienced a spontaneous orgasm during my dream. My mind reeled from my dream's revelation, not only had my brother, Nick, watched me have sex with my cousin, he had joined me in mutual masturbation after the fact.

After showering I dressed in a gray pants suit with a pink top and headed for La Habra. Tina had told me that Nick and his colleagues usually ate lunch at a popular Mexican restaurant there. With luck I might catch him. I was going to demonstrate my environmental friendly products at my parent's home in Yorba Linda anyway. La Habra was on the way, sort of.

After I hesitated after I opened the door to the restaurant, momentarily my eyes adjusted to the darker atmosphere and I spotted Nick. He was a good-looking man, six-foot tall with head full of sandy hair. Just thirty, he radiated the confidence of an older man. He had retained his athletic shape by participating in various intramural sports.

I was only partially surprised that the only colleague with my brother was Kimber. They were sitting next to each and hovered close in an intimate conversation. Even from where I stood I could see one of her huge breasts resting seductively on my brother's arm. I walked past the hostess, waved broadly and said loudly, "Why, Nick Taylor, how are you little brother?"

Red faced Nick pushed back from the table and stood up, "Hey, big sister. What brings you to this neck of the woods?"

"I'm on the way to Mom and Dad's. I have a demonstration there at three o'clock."

"Kimber, this is my older sister, Jennifer Somers. She sells Green-California cleaning products. You're what," Nick paused, "using Mom and Dad's home for a product demonstration?"

"Yes, that's correct." I replied with a smile.

Kimber glared at me, unhappy with my intrusion. She seethed, "Old, uh older sister, huh?" She coldly stuck out her hand for me to shake as Nick introduced us. It was like shaking hands with an ice princess.

Nick didn't catch her sarcasm so he added, "Yeah, Sis is 34 but looks closer to twenty, huh Kimber?"

That comment brought a pout to the good-looking blonde. She folded her arms across her amble bosom and puffed, "I'm just twenty-four."

"Oh," this time Nick caught her attitude, "well, I did say close." He turned back to me, "Care to join us?"

"Don't mind if I do," I said to him then I smiled at Kimber. I pulled out the chair Nick had been sitting in and positioned myself in-between them. I watched amused as her forehead flushed, her cold attitude was on a mercurial rise to red-hot anger.

As we ate our meal I guided the conversation toward family and other mutual areas of interest that would exclude Kimber from the discussion. It was obvious that Kimber had set her sights on my brother and that he didn't have a clue that he was a fly in her spider web. My sister-in-law had every right to be concerned.

After we finished eating I reached for the bill and said, "I'll make a deal with you, Nick. I'll pick up the check if you drop by Mom and Dad's after you get off work and help me clean-up."

"Deal."

Kimber reached across the table and touched Nick's hand, "But, Nick we're suppose to join Mr. Everett and the rest of the Department for drinks after work this evening."

Nick smiled unfazed, "I'll tell Mr. Everett I had a family thing come up. He's big on family. He'll understand."

After I paid for lunch we all left the restaurant. I could see Kimber giving my brother an earful as they pulled out of the parking lot in his car. I smirked to myself, "Mr. Everett might understand, but Kimber won't."

I glanced at my watch and pulled out my cell phone. I called my husband, I was sure he was back from his noon-time exercise. "Hello, Darling. How was your run?"

He chuckled back, "I didn't go. You gave me such a workout last night I didn't think it was necessary. What's up?"

I opened my mini-van's door and got into it. "I had lunch with Nick and Kimber out in La Habra."

"Kimber? Isn't that the big-boobed blonde, Tina's worried about?"

"The one and the same. And Stan, Tina has every reason to be concerned too. Kimber's spinning a web that poor Nick doesn't even realize he's getting caught in."

"That bad, huh?"

I put the car in gear and pulled out of the parking lot and headed to Yorba Linda. "I asked Nick to stop by Mom and Dad's after he's done at work to help me straighten up after my demonstration."

"So, you're wondering how serious I was about the things I said last night?"

"Yeah, I guess. I don't know if anything will happen but if it does I want to know you're okay with it."

"You talked to Tina?"

"She's my next call. If you're against anything happening then it won't and there's no need to call her."

"I love you, Jen. Do whatever you think you need to do, if you think it will help," he choked with emotion.

"I love you, Stan."

At a stoplight I hung up with Stan and hit the speed dial connecting to Tina. "Hey, it's Jen."

"Hey, Jen I was just thinking of you. I want to apologize..."

"Tina, there's no need to apologize," I interrupted. "I had lunch with Nick and Kimber was there."

"Oh, no," she began to snivel.

"Don't start that, Tina. I didn't call you to tell on my brother. I asked him to join me at Mom and Dad's house to help me clean-up after he gets done at work."

"Oh?"

"Were you serious about what you said at lunch yesterday?"

Tina sniffled loudly and then said, "Sure but I thought you were against it. What if Stan finds out? Won't it hurt you're marriage?"

"I've told Stan about our conversion and your request. He said it isn't cheating on him if he knows about it. I guess the same applies to you. I just want to make sure if anything were to happen between Nick and me you're not going to regret it."

Tina sighed, a couple of times, "Jen, I love Nick. I love being married to him. He's a great husband and father but he has needs I can't fulfill right now. I know you're not going to run off with him so if you can satisfy him until I'm able to again it might just save our marriage."