Finally Free

NOTES: This story contains elements of the Loving Wives, Anal and/or Group Sex categories, and a bit of Incest/Taboo but I put it in Novels and Novellas due to the length of this and the follow on part(s).

There will be at least one and possibly two more parts depending on how it works out.

All persons engaging in sex are over 18.

 

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“What are you doing?” she asked softly, curiously.

“Oh, no!” Sean thought. “She’s here?! What is she doing here? She’s supposed to be in school!?” That she had caught him red handed was a no brainer. Here he was dancing around her room with a pair of her panties in each hand; one wrapped around his cock stroking it with them, the other up to his face sniffing the crotch. Sean turned around to look at her, noticing the phone in her hand pointed directly at him. “What are you doing with the phone?” Sean asked, while trying to come up with an answer to her question, and a way out of this predicament. He had come home for the summer after his sophomore year at college to spend time with his family and enjoy the summer, but right now he was seriously debating the thought process that had caused him to think he could ever be happy here.

“Oh, just making a little movie for the family,” Josie stated. “This is sure to get me everything I want from you!”

“And how is that?” Sean asked her. Josie is his younger sister by two years. We have a very hateful relationship with each other going all the way back to when she was born — Sean didn’t think she liked him even then. Sean had no clue what made her hate him so much! She’s just so fucking sexy! With her 32B breasts resting atop her tight, toned, sporty body; she is a walking, talking wet dream! She is his sister. Sean had tried to love her, but she continually does shit like this: constantly reminding him of why he hated her!

“You will give me whatever I ask for or I will post this to the internet and send it special delivery to our family chat site,” Josie said, with an evil sneer. “Grandma and Grandpa, both sets. Mom and dad… oh yeah, they’ll love it! Aunts, uncles and cousins. All of them will get to see my older brother dancing around my room with my panties in his hands while stroking his cock!” She said with all the hate in her voice she could muster.

“So, you’re talking about blackmailing me?” Sean asked. By this time he had already dropped both pairs of panties and was just standing in the middle of her room, my cock was flaccid and shoulders were slumped.

“Oh, hell yeah, big brother! You better believe it,” Josie said, still holding the phone in her hand.

“What do you want?” Sean asked, her plainly.

“Well now, let’s see… I think we can start with you letting me borrow your car next Saturday, my girlfriends and I want to go out and don’t want one of our parents to take us.” she said, seeing her eyes working as she thought about what she wanted to take from her brother. “I think your phone is too pretty, way prettier than mine, so you can give that to me also,” Josie said, with the hateful sneer coming back to her face.

“Fuck off!” Sean responded angrily. “You’re not getting my car or my phone!” A red mist was floating before his eyes, he’d had enough of his little sister; memories came flooding back of him getting beat because of her lies; one beating by his grandpa was so bad he required a three day hospital stay — all because our cousin — I think it was my cousin? — had started a grass fire with fireworks and blamed him. He moved towards the doorway she was still standing in, “Excuse me,”

“You’d break your grandmothers’ hearts?” Josie asked him her fingers flying over her phone as she stepped out of his way.

“Both of those bitches hate me just as much as you do, so why the fuck do I care anymore what either of you think?!” Sean said, walking into his room. “Grandpa almost killed me because of you and your fucking lies,” he said, closing and locking his door. He didn’t see Josie’s stunned expression at his words, or the tears welling in her eyes.

Hearing the knob rattle as Sean unlocked his door, Josie stood up from her bed and rushed to her doorway as his door inched open. She had spent the last thirty minutes or so listening to the sounds of things crashing and breaking in his room. His face tear streaked and his eyes red he stepped through the door with his backpack and two other sports bags on his shoulders. “Wh… what… what are you doing, Sean?” Josie stammered when he stepped out.

“Wow!” Sean said, in total surprise. “You’ve called me so many hateful, derogatory, and nasty names over the last fifteen or so years I had actually thought you didn’t know my real name!”

“Of course, I know your name, you’re my brother!”

“No, I’m not, I’m the person you have spent so many years hating on that now you have your wish,” Sean replied, not really understanding his new good mood. He flung his hand at the family pictures dotting the living room. “You’ve had mom and dad erase me from all the family photos, now you can erase me from the rest of your life and just forget about me; that should make all of you extremely happy!” Sean said, walking towards the front door with his bags; it was everything he owned… and it was actually all his, since his parents and relatives hadn’t bought him anything since the birth of his sister, the things he couldn’t take with him he had destroyed, thus all the breakage Josie had heard while sitting on her bed. As far as he was concerned they could clean up the mess and he would start anew somewhere far from all their hatred.

Following close behind him Josie lunged forward and grabbed his arm, “Please, Sean, don’t leave! I’m sorry for what I did, I’m sorry for trying to blackmail you!” Josie pleaded with him to stay. “Look, here’s my phone, I deleted the video, I swear, you can check,” she said, while quickly tapping the screen to unlock her phone for him to see that she had.

“Get your filthy, nasty, whoring hands off me!” Sean growled in the most menacing, hate filled tone Josie had ever heard, jerking his arm forward shrugging her off. Thrusting open the door, walking out to the driveway where his car was parked, Josie was still apologizing and begging him not to leave. “Too little, too late, you hateful fucking cunt!” He growled as he tossed the bags he was carrying into the back seat of his car. Climbing into his car, backing down the driveway before his door was even shut. Turning his head to make sure he wouldn’t have a wreck backing out he saw his sister slumped on the lawn, yelling out of his window he told her, “Remember, you got what you wanted!” Sean never looked back.

*****

Josie…

After having received a phone call from her neighbor, Josie’s mother, Mary, pulled into the driveway, seeing her daughter still on the lawn crying to the point she was hyperventilating. “If he hurt my daughter, I swear to God, I’ll kill him!” Was the first thought she had upon seeing Sean’s car gone. Walking to her daughter her first question to Josie was, “What did Sean do to you? Did he hit you?” Of course, Josie was so far into her self-induced trauma there was no way she could speak a word, let alone a coherent word. Hearing the chirp of tires behind her she turned her head, seeing her husband rush from his brand new BMW SUV toward them. Mary had called him on her way home.

“What happened?” Bill asked, as he got close.

“I don’t know, she isn’t talking,” Mary said, as Bill moved past her.

“That’s because she can’t,” Bill said, kneeling beside Josie sitting her up. Looking into her eyes, seeing how vacant her gaze was, he gave her a light slap on each cheek, bringing her back to the present. “What happened, Josie? Why are you out here like this?”

“Oh daddy, he’s gone! I fucked up and went too far this time,” Josie wailed, panting, trying to get her breathing under control. “He’s gone… he destroyed his room and packed his bags and drove off!” she said, finally getting herself back under control.

“Can you stand?” Bill asked, seriously concerned about what had happened. Seeing her nod he said, “Come on, let’s get you inside.” Taking her arm and guiding her into the house. Upon entering the house they all went straight to Sean’s room. The first thing they saw was his mattress just about completely shredded; then all of his baseball trophies busted and shattered across the floor — they couldn’t enter the room without stepping on a piece of marble from one of the many, many trophies he had earned over his long career. However, what brought it all home to them was the 42 inch plasma television he had bought, the summer between his junior and senior high school year, with a baseball half buried almost dead center of the screen. “This is the stuff he bought himself,” Bill whispered almost to himself, “or he earned on his own merit.” He was focused on the shattered trophies.

“He’s really gone?” Mary asked, not believing it, even seeing all the destruction in his room. She didn’t know whether to be happy or sad right now as that boy had ruined her life. Yet, as she stood amongst the destruction of his room she looked at everything he had accomplished on his own… all the trophies from his baseball career, his television that he paid for on his own because she refused to pay for anything, even his clothing. Glancing at her husband then looking around her son’s room she realized he hadn’t ruined anything for her, she had ruined his entire life due to her short sightedness after he was born. Yes, she was sixteen when he was born and Bill, only seventeen himself, had married her, and approximately two years later, had given her this lovely home and made it more than comfortable for all of them. Her husband was an excellent provider, Mary had never had to work a day in her life; all she had to do was take care of her children and enjoy her life, but she now realized she had treated her first born son like shit, always degrading him, always blaming him for every little thing that happened bad in her life.

Her mind took her back to when he was twelve, seeing him lying in a hospital bed with so many tubes and wires hooked up to him he looked like a piece of machinery; her own father having beaten him so bad he almost died that first night because he had started a fire with a pop bottle rocket, denying, the day after he regained consciousness, that it was him who’d started it, and not a single person believing him. And after that, all the hate that was flung on him, even to the point of being banned from ever returning to their family farm, by every person in the family because the fire could have burned down the house, even though it never got within five hundred feet of it. Hell, it never even got within a thousand feet, she remembered now. Tears of regret and sorrow started rolling down her cheeks for the boy she never knew and the son she had just lost, remembering the words she’d uttered as she saw her daughter lying in the yard, “If he hurt my daughter, I swear to God, I’ll kill him!” then she recalled her first words to Josie, “What did Sean do to you? Did he hit you?” showing her habit of always blaming him for everything that was wrong with her life.

“But why?” Josie asked, confused by her brother’s actions. “Why would he destroy his stuff like this?” The words he had spoken to her echoing in her mind as she surveyed the destruction… “Both those bitches hate me just as much as you do… Grandpa almost killed me because of you and your fucking lies…” The fact he didn’t think she knew his name because of all the hateful things she said to him and about him surprisingly hurt her.

“So we couldn’t use it… or sell it — to make any money off of him,” Bill said, in a surprisingly sad voice. Recalling every slight, every mean word and deed, and every disparaging insult they had hurled at his son over the years; all of the abuses they had heaped upon Sean just because they could. What really staggered him was seeing his twelve year old son lying in a hospital bed, damn near beaten to death, swearing he didn’t do it, the tears running down Sean’s face when he realized none of them believed him. Only now he saw the truth in his son’s eyes as he looked back upon that memory, he knew, deep in his heart, Sean didn’t start that fire; and that realization stunned him so greatly he actually fell on the shredded mattress, that he had known it all along…

******

Sean was leaving the bank, having just emptied his old account, the one his parents had access to, and transferring his money to his business account when his phone vibrated in his pocket. Seeing it was his sister sending him a text he simply deleted it without reading it. He had been expecting this, turning his phone off; he would change the number when he got to wherever he was going. And go he did, with every mile he drove away from his former home he felt lighter, happier than he had ever felt. He realized a huge weight had been lifted from him: the weight of the hate his own family had heaped upon him all these years.

Sean Brown was finally free!…or so he thought.

*****

Six years later…

Looking out the window of his first class seat Sean watched the illusion of the ground rising up as the plane came in for a landing. He had received the call earlier this morning, at his San Diego home, that one of the companies he had sold his first program to, right after finishing his freshman year of college, had been hacked over the weekend so here he was flying into the lion’s den as it were, his home town. As a freelance computer programmer and Internet Technologies professional he spent a lot of his time traveling to his clients to make sure their computer systems were in proper working order, but this trip was something abnormal. Usually he made his annual junket to his hometown to take care of this client while his estranged family was on vacation, it was quite easy — he just ghosted them on Facebook, this time they weren’t. Nevertheless, his client came first, so here he was. Upon arriving at his hotel he notified the client he was in town and would be there first thing in the morning to sort them out.

Discovering the source of the breach was quite fast and easy, it was from the computer of a midlevel marketing manager; determining what information, if any, had been stolen… not so much. Finally, around 1:30 in the afternoon on his second day in the building, Sean was able to determine that no information had been stolen simply due to the fact the malware hadn’t been able to ‘phone home’, in other words, all the stolen data was in the designated storage location but the code had not been able to get the information out due to the phone lines being shut off at the time set for the program to transmit it.

Josie was sitting at her desk outside the office of Mr. Ovon when Mrs. Ling, the Vice President of Computer Technology and Security for the company, and Sean walked up. Looking up from her computer screen she first noticed Mrs. Ling then naturally she looked to her companion, upon seeing her brother her breath froze in her chest and she went white as a sheet. Sean, for his part, lurched for a heartbeat then carried on as usual.

“We need to check Mr. Ovon’s computer for malware,” Mrs. Ling informed Josie. Both of them proceeded to walk around her desk and into Mr. Ovon’s office without announcement. Josie hurried after them, entering the office she saw Sean was already tapping keys locking down the computer then reaching to disconnect the network cable all while hearing Mrs. Ling say, “Mr. Ovon there was a computer security breach over the weekend and it originated from this terminal.” Completing his initial security tasks Sean walked behind the desk and pushed Mr. Ovon away taking control of the desk and computer as easily as snapping his fingers. Looking at the screen Sean’s eyes went as big as saucers in shock, turning the screen towards Mrs. Ling and Josie showing them what had so shocked him, it was an image involving a horse and a woman in an intimate act, overcoming her shock Mrs. Ling reached for the phone. “This is Mrs. Ling, I need security to Mr. Ovon’s office to escort him out of the building, please?” she ordered, her words snapping Josie out of her shock, watching Mrs. Ling turning to Mr. Ovon. “Gather your personal items, if anything is left behind we will ship it to you at your last known address.” While they waited for security Sean stayed between Mr. Ovon, and Mrs. Ling and Josie, acting as a barrier in case he decided to attack either of them. Josie walked out moving back to her desk when security arrived and escorted Mr. Ovon off the property.

“Will you be able to clean it up or do we need to replace it?” Mrs. Ling asked, as she and Sean were left alone in the office.

“No, I can clean it, Sylvia. I should be done in about two hours.” Josie heard Sean say as she stepped back into the office, watching Sean opening his briefcase and removing some computer disks.

“Very well, then I am going to go upstairs and let them know what you found, and that Mr. Ovon has been terminated and why,” Sylvia said, her eyes ran down Sean’s chest remembering what they once had. What she had hoped to come to be, yet was denied her wish. She turned and saw Josie standing there. “Step in and close the door!” Mrs. Ling ordered. After Josie closed the door she said, “According to what Sean and I uncovered during our investigation into the breach it seems you knew about Mr. Ovon sitting in here beating his dick and not doing his work. Why haven’t you reported him?” Mrs. Ling asked, her eyes were cold and hard.

“He threatened to fire me if I did.” Josie said, in a small voice looking down. “Told me that if I told anyone he would make it so I was the guilty party, and no one would believe me if I said he was lying and that he would make it so I never got another job.”

“Okay. You’ve been here how long?” Mrs. Ling asked, her brow wrinkled in thought. “Two years, correct?” Seeing Josie nod she continued, “And you’ve been doing his work for the last year or so?” Mrs. Ling asked her.

“About that, yes,”

“So here’s how it’s going to go. You are going to continue doing what you’ve been doing but in this office as soon as Sean gets this computer up and running again,” Mrs. Ling said, her eyes boring into Josie when her head came up. “That will make you the acting Marketing Manager. IF you do a good job, and don’t fuck anything up, I will see about making it a permanent position for you.” She didn’t really have anything against Josie other than there was bad blood between her and Sean. She was actually surprised Josie didn’t recognize her as she and Sean graduated high school together and went to the same college until he moved away after something happened right after the end of their sophomore year. “Do you agree, or do I need to start the search for a replacement for Mr. Ovon?” Mrs. Ling asked, crossing her arms waiting for Josie’s answer.

Josie was in shock, she had never expected this, but she knew the answer to the last question: “Yes, I agree!” Josie said, breathlessly. “If I may be so bold, how long is my probation period?”

“Standard probation; ninety days.” Mrs. Ling said aloofly, checking her nails to make it seem that she cared not if Josie took the position or not. “Since you’ve been doing the job for the last year I don’t think you’ll have any difficulty, unless you just royally screw the pooch somehow.” She glanced over at Sean her gaze softening as it fell upon him. “I’ve got to head upstairs, same time and place tonight?” Mrs. Ling asked Sean.

“Yep,” Sean said. “I’ll be there!” Mrs. Ling nodded, turned on her heal and left to inform her boss. “I will be done in a little bit, I will give you your access code, and before I leave I will also give it to Mrs. Ling. Now if you’ll excuse me?” Sean said to her in as polite a manner as he could. This was his very first client and he had no intentions of giving them a reason to replace him.

“Sean, I’m sorry.” Josie said in a soft voice, then turned and left the office. She sat at her old desk waiting for her brother to finish his task, knowing even if she tried to tell him how sorry she was, how much she wanted to make things right, she doubted he would listen as she recounted the events that took place a few days after he left, six years prior:

It was the Saturday right after Sean packed up and left. Josie, Bill, and Mary had gone to her grandparent’s house for the family bar-b-que. She didn’t remember the two days leading up to it as she had been lost in her own thoughts, but hearing her grandmother laughing and calling him ‘a worthless shit’ and saying they were all better off without him when her dad informed her grandparents that Sean had packed up and left the house for good, she lost it. A red haze covered her eyes and she went seeking out the one who did the most harm to her brother: their cousin, Willie. Like a radar guided missile, she moved with purpose. His back was to her when she screamed out “YOU FUCKING COWARD!” Of course, upon hearing someone screaming at him Willie turned around catching Josie’s incoming slap directly across his wide open eyes, after he was on the ground she screamed, “YOU’RE THE ONE WHO STOLE GRANDPA’S LIGHTER!” she hit him on the side of his face. “YOU’RE THE ONE WHO LIT THE BOTTLE ROCKET!” she kicked him in the ribs. “YOU’RE THE ONE WHO STARTED THE FIRE!” she hit him on the side of his head, “YOU’RE THE ONE WHO FORCED ME TO HIDE IT UNDER SEAN’S PILLOW!” she stomped down on his side. “YOU’RE THE REASON MY BROTHER ALMOST DIED!” With that she started just hitting, kicking, and stomping on him. Due to the suddenness, and the absolute violent nature of the attack all the family was frozen in shock allowing Josie to get in some pretty good blows before they all scrambled to pull her off her victim.

After they got her off of Willie and Josie having calmed down the men released her; she immediately sought out her mother. The slap she laid on her mother resounded off the back of the house like a gunshot. “You hated him! Why?” Josie asked, looking down at her mother on the ground. “What did he do to you to make you hate your only son?” Turning her gaze upon her father, her voice was dead, her eyes were dead. “And you,” she said, “you taught me how to hate him. Encouraged me to be mean to him. Applauded every mean and nasty thing I did or said to him,” Josie said, as a single tear ran down her face. “Why? How could you treat your only son that way?” Bill was openly crying now. Her mother was at her feet holding her cheek, bawling her eyes out. Josie held out her hand, “Give me the keys,” she demanded. Her father dug into his pocket and handed the car keys to her whereupon she walked around the house, got into the car, and sped away leaving a cloud of dust in her wake.

Waking up with the sun in her eyes she looked around and recognized her own room. She had no recollection of how she got there; didn’t remember the forty-five minute drive home; didn’t remember changing her clothes; didn’t remember going to bed; didn’t remember falling asleep. Looking over to her clock seeing it was 12:23 pm. She went to her bathroom to pee and then went downstairs. She saw her mother sitting at the dining table with a cup of coffee, a fading, welted hand print on her face. Without saying a word she walked to the refrigerator and poured herself a glass of orange juice, drank half of it down and refilled the glass, put the juice back, then closed the fridge with a loud thud, turning to head back to her room. Her mother’s voice stopped her.

“I’m sorry,” Mary said, to her daughter.

“Say it to Sean,” Josie said, not wanting to talk to her mother.

“I would, except I ran him off so I’m saying it to you instead,” Mary said. She didn’t know what to say anymore. She had spent the night thinking about what she had done, about the way she had treated her son and she had no good answer for the question her daughter had asked at her mother’s house the day before. “I have no good or reasonable answer to what you asked me yesterday, and I’m sorry for what I have done to your brother and you and our family.”

“We don’t have a family,” Josie growled, “We have three people living in a house with the fourth suffering from our words, our actions… from our hatred of him!” She was in tears again. “And I don’t understand why? He never hurt me. I remember when we were young he would always give me a smile when he thought I’d had a bad day, but I took his smile and turned it into something mean because you told me to, you and dad turned me into someone who hated him and I don’t even know why!” Josie was yelling now, her emotions out of control. “Tell me why!?” she yelled smacking her hand down on the table between them making her mother jump.

“I don’t know,” Mary’s voice came out as a whisper.

“YOU DON’T KNOW?!” Josie screamed at her mother. “YOU DON’T KNOW WHY YOU HAVE SPENT THE LAST TWENTY YEARS HATING YOUR OWN SON?!”

“JOSIE!” Bill bellowed at her, taking her attention off her mother and placing it squarely on himself. “I can tell you why I hate your brother… even though it’s not his fault,” he said, leaving the statement hanging.

“Why?” Josie quietly asked.

“Because he isn’t my child.” Bill stated plainly. Mary collapsed by the counter where she stood to get more coffee. “I’ve known he wasn’t mine since he was six or seven months old,”

“No, no, no, no, no,” Was all Mary could mutter as she laid there. Her head was on her arms and she was curling herself into a ball as tears were streaming down her face.

“So you really don’t care about him, do you?” Josie asked, looking at her dad intently. “So, he wasn’t your son. That was enough for you to hate him so much you didn’t care whether he lived or died; succeeded or failed? That was enough for you to destroy a child, who, through no fault of his own, was born into this household? You loved mom, even though she’s the one who gave birth to him and tricked you into thinking he was yours?”

“Honestly, I didn’t care about him right up until the day he left,” Bill said, looking her in the eye. “But since then…” he paused, “I’ve realized, yeah, I care about him. Turns out I care more about him than I thought I did,” he said, his voice full of emotions.

“How did you know?” They heard Mary ask through her sobs.

“Remember that night, Sean was six or seven months old, when your parents visited, and they got so drunk they couldn’t drive home?” Bill asked, seeing the blank look on her face he elaborated. “The night you and your mother stayed home drinking wine, your mother got drunk, but your father and I went to the bar because we didn’t want any of it?” Realization appeared on her face as he continued, “While we were at the bar he got so drunk he was bragging about fucking you. Telling anyone who would listen that he had fucked his daughter and that he wouldn’t be surprised if her son was his,” Bill said, pure hatred on his face. “That was the night I also found out your mother and father were cheating on each other and had been for years.”

“He ruined my life.” Mary said still on the floor in front of the coffee pot.

“Ruined your life?” Josie asked. “What the fuck are you talking about? How is your life ruined? You have a really nice house, have a daughter who loves you. Had a son who wanted nothing more from you than your love and is gone now. A husband who adores you, at least as far as I can tell. And you say your life is ruined? Tell me just how Sean ruined your life, because the way I see it, you ruined his!”

“No, not Sean,” Mary said, raising her eyes to her daughter. “My father ruined my life the day he got me pregnant with Sean.” Needless to say Josie was stunned. Collapsing into a chair she looked at her mother and didn’t know what to say. So she went with the question that had been burning her up for a couple of years now…

“Mom, have you ever cheated on dad… with anyone, apparently, besides grandpa?” Josie asked, continuing her line of questions.

“NO! I have never cheated on your dad!” Mary hollered out. “Since your dad took me out on our first date I have not dated or had sex with anyone else!” she stated powerfully. She had levered herself to a sitting position on the floor with her back against the cabinet door. “Mom was gone somewhere for the weekend and dad and I were talking when he asked, out of the blue, if I was still a virgin. Needless to say I was shocked, but I answered him honestly, ‘no’ I didn’t lie to my dad. He hemmed and hawed and finally asked me if I had liked it. I told him ‘no’, again. Yeah, stupid me… I believed him when he said he wanted to show me how good it was supposed to be… he fucked me twice that day and I had small cums both times, but he wasn’t really any better than the two previous boys I had been with.” Mary said. Regret was splattered all over her face. “The following night your father and I had our first date and I have been with him ever since!” Mary said, with certainty. “The first time I had sex with your father was two days after I missed my period. That was the first time I had a real orgasm and your father has been giving them to me ever since with his big dick that he uses oh, so, well,” She stood and looked Bill in the eye. “I’m sorry, Bill.” She said quietly. “I’m sorry I’ve lied to you all these years. I’m sorry I tricked you into believing Sean was yours. I really do love you and I’m sorry.”

“Dad,” Josie looked directly at her father, “have you ever cheated on mom?”

“No.”

“So grandpa is the one who ruined your life, but you took it out on Sean all these years?” Josie asked. She couldn’t get the image of a big dick out of her mind’s eye now. She wondered if her dad would be interested in… “Nah, better stop that line of thought right now!” she told herself…

Sean paused just outside the door seeing his sister staring off into space. “Do you need any help transferring files from this computer to your new one?” Sean’s question and him stepping beside her desk, snapped her out of her memories.

“Sean, I am so sorry for the way I treated you when we were younger,” Josie said, trying and hoping she could open a line of communication with him.

“Do you need help transferring your files to your new computer?” Sean asked again.

“No,” Josie said quietly. She knew this was the last chance she’d have to make things right between them, or at least, try to make it right.

“Ok, then,” Sean said, laying a slip of paper on her desk, “this is you new login information. I will be going to Mrs. Ling’s office and I will give her this also. Will you please verify they match?” He held the slip of paper in his hand close to the one he had laid on her desk, seeing her nod he said, “Thank you, and good luck in your new job.” He turned and walked away thinking, “I was good, I was nice to her. I don’t need her badmouthing me like she used to.”

******

Knowing Mrs. Ling was meeting Sean on this beautiful May evening Josie was sitting down the block from her house. It had been an easy thing to look her up in the company directory and put her address into her GPS. Thinking Mrs. Ling was going to meet her brother for a hook-up, Josie was fully prepared to follow her to the ends of the earth if it led her to where her brother was staying. As a car drove past her she was mildly surprised to see Mrs. Ling step onto her porch wearing shorts and button up shirt, although it wasn’t buttoned, the tails were tied in a knot under her C cup breasts. “I thought they had a date?” she thought to herself. Seeing the car stop at the curb in front of her house Mrs. Ling started down the steps to meet the person getting out. It was Sean! He was wearing blue jeans, a polo shirt, and what looked like loafers on his feet. “Damn! He looks better now than he did when he left us!” She mumbled in her head. Hearing him call her name as he stepped into her yard she finally realized, as she was giving him a tight hug that Mrs. Ling was Sylvia Panner, a girl Sean had gone through most of his school years and college with. She looked completely different now with her hair down and in normal clothes as opposed to her severe work clothing. When they entered the house she heard what she thought was a little girl’s squeal, but she couldn’t be sure. She sat, waiting. She knew it was bad idea but it was already close to 11pm and she couldn’t sit there much longer without Sylvia’s neighbors getting suspicious, so she left a note under Sean’s windshield wiper asking, almost begging, him to call or text her and drove home.

*****

Josie arrived at work early ensconcing herself at her new desk, sipping from a huge mug of coffee as she began the process of transferring her files from her old computer to her new one. She’d had a crappy night, not sleeping well at all. She hadn’t told her parents about seeing Sean and she was wondering if she would ever see him again when her door closed causing her to look up.

“If you ever sit outside my house again I will have you arrested and sent to prison for stalking,” Sylvia said, as she walked up to the desk. “Do I make myself absolutely clear?”

“I’m sorry, Sylvia!” Josie said. “I knew it was a bad idea, but I have to talk to Sean. I have to try to fix the hurt I caused him all those years ago.” A tear trailing down her cheek as she said it. “I hope you can understand. But, I promise you I will never do it again.” she said, meaning every word she had just spoken.

“Finally remembered who I am, huh?” Sylvia asked, smiling at her, seeing nothing but honesty in her eyes. She had been around his house enough to know how Sean’s family treated him and she had always figured it was the way they treated him that finally drove him to leave.

“Seeing you yesterday evening without the…” Josie paused, waving her arm up and down at Sylvia, looking for the right words, “severe hair do and business clothes, yeah I did finally recognize you. Sorry it took me so long, Sylvia.” She and Sean had spent so much time at the house while they were in high school doing homework and/or working on class projects together it almost seemed, sometimes, like Sylvia lived there.

“Look, Josie, I don’t know what happened between Sean and you, the only way it affected me is if he hadn’t left, chances are I would now be married to him.” Sylvia told her hoping she didn’t give too much away. Letting Josie know her actions had cost her something that could have been, something she had hoped would have been.

Josie looked at her and decided to take another chance, “So is the little girl I heard squealing as your door closed, Sean’s?” Seeing the look on Sylvia’s face gave her all the answer she needed. “Don’t answer that, Sylvia. I can see by the look on your face she is Sean’s daughter,” Josie told her. “And I won’t tell my parents either, your and his secret is safe. I’m not sure I’m even going to tell them about seeing Sean.” She paused and her face scrunched up. “I’m guessing you talk to him regularly. The next time you talk to him would you tell him: I love him, I miss him, and I’m truly sorry for the way I treated him growing up? Nothing more. I don’t want you caught in the middle of this anymore than you already are.”

Sylvia stood there looking at Josie for almost a full minute before she spoke. “I probably shouldn’t tell you this, but he didn’t throw away your number last night when he found it, he stuck the slip of paper in his pocket. Just don’t get your hopes up, okay?” Sylvia said, sympathy tinting her voice.

“I won’t, and… thank you!”

******

Sean was sitting at his breakfast bar eating a bowl of cereal while pondering on the piece of paper between his fingers. Sylvia had called last night letting him know she was still on schedule to arrive in two days for their two week visit with Thea, their three year old daughter, also that her husband wouldn’t be coming. Thea would be staying with Sean for as long as he wanted after her mother went home, usually between two and three weeks depending on his work schedule. Sylvia had asked him, again, if he had contacted his sister yet. She wasn’t being pushy, but she was rather consistent in asking him each time they talked. Two full months had passed since he saw his sister.

It was the note his sister had left under his wiper blade while he had been at Sylvia’s. It was a simple note that read:

‘Sean, I really want to tell you how sorry I am for the way I treated you. Please, call or text me any time. I really do want to hear from you! (xxx) xxx-xxxx’

It was signed simply with a half cursive ‘J’.

He never expected his sister to go all stalker-y on him just to talk to him. After the way she and her parents had treated him when he was younger he always figured they’d be glad to have him out of their lives, yet here she was trying to get him back into her life. Which was quite odd given their history. Why was his sister even trying? Was she just trying to sneak back into his life so she could fuck it up all over again? Blackmail him into giving her everything he’s worked for? Was Josie after the money he made since his flight from his home? He wished he knew the answers to those questions. However, he knew one thing, answers wouldn’t come simply by staring at that small piece of paper. All this pondering on what his sister was up to allowed the world around him to fade as his mind drifted back, remembering events of the last six years:

Upon leaving the bank Sean aimed his car west, for San Diego. He had chosen that city because his bank had a branch there and they had a college where he could complete his degree. Upon arrival he replaced his phone, found an apartment and started calling his clients setting up his summer visits to maintain and upgrade their systems. The biggest event of that summer was when he walked into Nytrogic Industries and saw Sylvia Panner, his friend since childhood, sitting in the outer office of the Vice President of Computer Systems, Mr. Johnson. “Sean, what are you doing here?” Sylvia had a kind of worried look in her eyes. She knew Sean could do this job better than she could.

“I’m here to perform maintenance on the computer systems and install a couple of updates,” Sean said. “I see you got the internship you were telling me about. Congratulations!”

“Thank you,” Sylvia replied, her worry easing as she realized he wasn’t there to take her new job away. “Now I get it! This is the big score you were talking about last summer?!” She exclaimed finally understanding the real reason he was there. “This was the company you sold your first program to.”

“Yep, this one and two others here in the city,” Sean said just as Mr. Johnson walked back into the office.

“Sean, it’s good to see you,” Mr. Johnson said jovially. “You here to get us back up to speed?”

“Yes, sir,”

“Well then, let’s get started, shall we?” Mr. Johnson asked and it was time to get to work. Sean spent the rest of that day and part of the next bringing Nytrogic Industry’s company computers up to speed and installing an add on they had requested he make. He also spent the next four days working with his two other clients getting their systems in order.

He went out with Sylvia a couple of times and gave her the short version of why he had moved away and was switching schools. She begged him to come back to school but he told her that was the first place his family would look for him, if they even looked. It was the following summer, between their junior and senior year, during his annual visit to support her company’s computers he and Sylvia decided to see if they could work as a couple; he stayed at her apartment through his time in town, by Sunday both knew they loved each other but both also knew Sean would not move back to be with her, they also knew Sylvia wasn’t going to move to live with him due to her upcoming career, she was being groomed to take over the Vice President’s position when Mr. Johnson retired the following year, they both knew, full well, it was nepotism — her uncle — through and through, so they parted ways peacefully but with much sorrow in their hearts. Sean spent the rest of the summer taking care of his other clients while also vying for a contract to install and maintain a server system for an overseas company. He didn’t get it, he found out later he was under bid by a larger company. He did, however close on a contract for another overseas company just after Thanksgiving to install a whole server and computer network, thus spending his whole Christmas break in Abu Dhabi, where, due to the heat, the server room was two stories underground, installing servers and workstations for his new client.

The rest of his senior year flew by and it was the end of May and graduation and trolling his estranged family’s Facebook pages seeing they would leave on vacation the last week of June he called Sylvia and made arrangements to come in and do the updates along with installing a new program they had contracted him to write. Since this was business he called her at her office to make the arrangements.

“Mr. Johnson’s office, Sylvia speaking?” Sylvia answered.

“Hi Sylvia, it’s Sean and I’m calling to make my annual junket to the city. I have the new program ready to install but will need a weekend to shut down the workstations for it to complete and I’m hoping you have the last weekend in June available?” Sean asked, hoping he could get in and get it done, along with one of his other clients needing a new program installed also it was going to be a busy weekend.

“Let me see…” Sylvia said drawing out the last word. Sean could hear the clack of keys on her keyboard. “Yes, it’s available for you to come in that weekend.”

“Great!” Sean said, knowing he would be there and gone while his family had no clue. “I will be there the week before settling my other clients.”

“That’s good, Sean,” Sylvia paused, “we need to talk,” saying the four words every man dreads hearing, causing a lump of dread to form in Sean’s stomach.

“What about?” Sean asked as his phone dinged.

“Check your text,”

“What is it?” Sean asked opening his texting app, seeing a picture of a baby. “Who is that?”

“Her name is Thea,” Sylvia paused, drew a deep breath and let it out, “and she is your daughter, Sean.” She said almost in a whisper. “I need to turn in her Birth Certificate and I want your name on it as her father but I couldn’t do it without your permission… can I put your name on it?” she rushed with her explanation. “Sean!” Sylvia called out through the phone forcefully when she got no answer.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Sean asked snapping out of his shock. “You can’t put me on it, I’ll be too much like my own dad, just a hateful asshole,” he was almost in tears.

“NO, SEAN!” Sylvia almost shouted into the phone, she knew she had to get him to stop thinking that way — fast! “You are nothing like your father and because you have lived it you certainly won’t act it,”

“How do you know?” Sean asked her. “You know what they say, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.” He said, tossing the old quote at her. Sylvia could hear him beginning to breathe harder and tried to calm him down.

“Sean? Sweetie, talk to me,” Sylvia said in a sultry voice attempting to cut through the haze she knew Sean was going into, sending him about twenty pictures of his daughter in a row, making his phone ding, ding, ding for what seemed an eternity. “Look at her, Sean. She’s perfect, ten fingers and ten toes. And she has her daddy’s eyes.”

“Are you sure I can do this?” Sean asked her in a weak voice.

“Absolutely!” Sylvia replied vehemently. “Now, can I put your name on her Birth Certificate?”

“Yes,”

“Excellent!” Sylvia said, truly happy now that she knew Sean would be a part of their lives no matter what. “You take care of your other customers while you wait for the time to get here, it will make the time go by faster. I will send you new pictures of our daughter as I take them and I am taking a lot of them,” she giggled as she said that last part. “We will work out all the details while you’re here.” She did send him pictures and videos of Thea regularly, she still did. He had a hard drive full and most of a second hard drive of pictures and videos of his daughter and was going to have to buy a third one soon. The details they worked out were: He was present at every birthday. He went to her house for the Easter weekend and Thanksgiving. Sylvia and Thea came to his place for Christmas, they also came to his beach house for two weeks of the summer with Thea staying with Sean for up to three weeks after Sylvia went back home.

“Okay,” Sean said seeming to come out of his funk. “I’m a dad! I have a daughter!” his mood was going to happy real fast then it crashed. “Your parents hate me, don’t they?”

“Oh, hell no, they love you!” Sylvia said, laughingly, lovingly.

“Are you sure?”

“They have always loved you Sean, you know that!” Sylvia said in as loving a voice as she could. “How can you be so smart, and yet so dumb, sometimes?” she asked him in a jokingly, loving way.

“I don’t know, just talented I guess,” Sean said, she had been saying that to him for years. It’s how he knew everything was going to be alright. “Okay, I’ll see you the last week of June, get your spare room ready for me,” and so it went. He got his clients sorted that summer and met his daughter. He also bought Sylvia and Thea a house; it was better than her old apartment and he made sure to let her know ahead of time to start looking for a place. During his Thanksgiving visit they looked, she chose and he bought it. He also gave Sylvia a debit card with 15 million dollars available, she did make good money, but Sean was going to take care of his daughter, unlike his father and mother did for him.

During his visit for Thea’s second birthday, just after he had put her to bed for the night, Sylvia told him she had met someone, and she was interested in seeing where it went. As she spoke of his virtues he was slowly dying inside, but he had made his choice so he had to live with this.

Due to a call from a client Sean was unable to visit during Easter that year so it wasn’t until he arrived for his annual visit to his first three clients that he met Charlie, the man Sylvia was dating.

When Sean chose to stay in a hotel during his service junket Sylvia was pissed. She blew up his phone. She didn’t understand why he didn’t want to stay in the house he had bought her. When she cornered him in the server room at the office he told her in no uncertain terms he would not be going to her house. He did, however, invite them to dinner at the restaurant in his hotel.

When he was introduced to Charley he felt something odd about him, not bad, just odd, he was nauseous watching Charley paw Sylvia throughout the evening, like the man was marking his territory and Sean was being warned to stay away. So he did.

Nytrogic Industries was his last company of the three in his hometown that year and when he was done he told Sylvia his work was done and he would be headed home the next day. When she asked if he was going to see his daughter that evening, his exact words were “I invited you to supper. You didn’t bring Thea. I would much rather have spent the evening playing with my daughter than watching the man you replaced me with petting you like you’re his lapdog. His warning was clear: you are his now, I am not welcome!” He turned on his heel and walked out of the building.

It was July and Sean had gotten home the previous evening from one of his client companies. He was in his home office preparing for his trip two days hence when his doorbell rang. His surprise was total upon seeing Sylvia and Thea standing there. “Yes?” Sean asked her.

“It’s July. We agreed I would be here the second and third week of this month for you to spend time with Thea.” Sylvia said. She had no idea what was going to happen, all she knew was she needed to talk to Sean about the last time she saw him. She was also determined not to keep Thea from him. If a man wanted her he would have to understand Sean was Thea’s father and daddy, and nothing and no one would change that!

“I’m leaving the day after tomorrow, complete install job. I’ll be gone at least three weeks,” Sean informed her wishing she would just turn around and leave. Deep down he knew he didn’t really have any say so over what Sylvia did. But it still hurt deep in his soul.

“Sean, please. I’m sorry for what happened during that supper,” Sylvia pleaded. “I didn’t even realize what he was doing,” he saw she was near tears. “And nobody could ever replace you. And I really need to talk to you. Please!?” With a deep sigh he let her enter his home.

“Okay, out with it,” Sean said, after he had shown Sylvia the bedroom she and Thea would be staying in while she was there. He was sitting on the couch holding his daughter.

“First of all — I’m sorry! I will never take Thea away from you. I have it set up in my will that if anything should happen to me, God forbid, you will gain full custody of her. She is your daughter, period,” Sylvia said, knowing she had hurt Sean deeply by not bringing Thea to supper that night. “Second — I read Charley the riot act over his actions during supper that night and I told him if he didn’t like it he could go find someone else.” She paused, looking to his face searching for his reaction.

“So?” Sean asked with a slight shrug of his shoulders. “I see that ring on your finger, Sylvia, are you really going to sit there and tell me he listened to a word you said? With that where is he? If he agreed with what you said, then why isn’t he here apologizing himself?”

“Look Sean, I fully understand why you won’t move back home, and I know you understand why I won’t move out here with you… and it fucking sucks!” Sylvia said, vehemently but quietly as she saw Thea asleep in Sean’s arms. “I also need to ask you if you will keep Thea the 10 days after Thanksgiving?” she asked in a soft voice. There was something else she needed to talk to him about but she was terrified of saying it.

“Why?”

“Because that’s the wedding slash honeymoon dates,” Sylvia said. Sean simply stood up and walked to the spare bedroom laying Thea in her travel playpen and going to his office to finish getting ready for his upcoming installation. He got this contract as a direct result of the work he had done in Abu Dhabi last year and he wasn’t about to screw it up, his foundling business, although doing extremely well, depended on word of mouth between non competing companies to get his name out there, as a plus, all the preparation took his mind off Sylvia’s impending marriage. Stepping out of his office, Sean was happy. He only needed to check one more thing to complete his prep for this job, but due to the twelve hour time difference he couldn’t call for another couple of hours to make sure all the supplies had arrived as per schedule. As he stepped into his living room he caught the scent of deliciousness coming from his kitchen, so he headed that way to see what was going on. What he found was Sylvia at the cook top wearing a short summer dress and Thea in the new high chair Sean had bought, in preparation for her visit last year, coloring while waiting for her mother to finish making supper. Having heard movement behind her Sylvia turned around and saw him standing there. “I’m sorry, Sean, but Thea needs to eat and quite frankly, so do you,” Sylvia said. She had raided his refrigerator and pantry to put together a meal for them.

“Its fine,” Sean told her, smiling at her as he moved to sit beside Thea so he could play with her while they waited. “And, yes. I will keep Thea while you do your thing after Thanksgiving.” He paused to gather his words before speaking. “I don’t really have a say so in your life, Sylvia, but I have to tell you I get a funny vibe from Charley.” He paused, his brow wrinkling in thought, “It’s not bad, just strange.”

Sylvia stood there, looking at him for a few moments while she told herself to tell him. “Sean, I don’t know about a funny vibe, but Charley has…” Sylvia paused, took a deep breath and finished what she was going to say. “Charley wants me to join his swingers’ group.” There she’d said it! Seeing the look on his face she almost laughed. “Charley and his ex-wife were swingers, and his last girlfriend was a swinger, and now he wants me to see if I will like it.”

Sean looked at her nonplused. “I didn’t know you were ever into that but if that’s what you want…”

“It’s not what I want! I told him ‘no’!” Sylvia said, aghast, looking right at him cutting off what he was saying. “I told him the only other man I will ever have sex with is you, Sean. And I meant every word of it!” Sean just stared at her. She needed to finish before she lost her nerve. “He wants me to ask you if you will do threesomes with us.” His eyes went wide with that statement.

“I love you too, Sylvia.” He paused. “And I’m sorry I can’t move back home to be with you, to keep you from doing this… whatever it is.” Sean said to her in a soft, gentle voice his hands moving to indicate he didn’t know what to call it. Sylvia was crying as she sat in his lap and threw her arms around his neck.

“I love you too, Sean. I’m sorry I’m putting you through this.” Sylvia cried into his shoulder, hugging him as tightly as she could. After about five minutes Sylvia pulled her head back and looked Sean in the eye. “Make love to me…” she stood from his lap, reached and turned off the stove burners, then placed the plate she had set aside to cool on Thea’s high chair tray so she could eat. Turning back to Sean her hands moved to undo his belt buckle, she then released the button and zipper of his jean shorts and reached into his boxers to pull his cock out and started moving her hand up and down getting him hard. Sean was wiggling in the chair. He was trying to get his shorts down enough so the zipper wouldn’t impinge on his dick; zipper teeth hurt!!

Between Sylvia’s stroking him, and his lack of sex, he was hard in seconds. Sylvia moved to straddle his legs, pulling the hem of her dress up reaching her other hand under it to push the gusset of her panties aside while Sean held his cock straight, upon feeling her labia he rubbed the head along them a few times to get the head wet then Sylvia slowly lowered herself down his shaft, it took a few moments for her reach his root, but when she settled her ass on his thighs both of them looked into each other’s eyes and let out a sigh; it felt like they were home. Quickly glancing down, Sylvia made sure everything was hidden under her skirt.

Moving slowly, and with purpose, Sylvia ground herself on Sean’s rock hard cock. Moving front to back, side to side and grinding in small circles she pressed her clit against his pubic bone. She also bounced just enough to move his cock in and out of her, making it jab slightly deeper each time she went down. They didn’t last long, it was seven minutes by the clock on the stove.

When Sylvia felt Sean’s cock swelling to release his load she jammed her hips back and forth with more force trying to push him over the edge. “Cum in me Sean,” she whispered in his ear. “Fill me with your cum. Pump your seed deep inside me,” Sylvia moaned softly into his ear, the words creating a gentle breeze as she said them, raising goose bumps on his shoulders and down his arms. “Come on, Sean, yours are the only babies I will ever want!” She growled directly into his ear. She felt him shiver as the first shot erupted from his cock, blasting against her pussy walls coating them with his seed, and then she was rocketing off to her own orgasm, it almost overwhelmed her as she came with him.

They held each other tightly, collecting themselves and getting their breath back under control. Sylvia pulled her head back and planted her lips on his, tasting him for the first time in what felt like forever. Breaking the kiss and pulling her head back she locked her eyes on his. “I love you, Sean. I always have and I always will.” Sylvia said, giving him a little peck as she felt his softened cock slip from her canal. Reaching her hands between her legs she scooted off him and headed for the bathroom to clean herself up. Upon returning to the dining table she found Sean had dished up their plates and placed them on the table, he was playing with Thea while feeding her a green bean from is plate. Sean smiled at her as he chewed.

“I love you too, Sylvia. I have for many years and I will for many more,” Sean said after he swallowed. He handed Thea another green bean. “Stop giving her green beans,” Sylvia said, mock scolding him. He shook his head while smiling beatifically at her. “I want you to know, I have a five year implant in to prevent pregnancy,” Sean looked at her and nodded his head, looking at her quizzically. “I haven’t told, and have no intention of telling, Charley about it,” she paused to take a bite of food. “I make him wear condoms when we have sex and I told him he will so long as he goes to those clubs and meetings.” Sylvia said, a wry smile on her face. She remembered the argument he tried to put up that they were all safe, which she shut down by simply saying that all of them did stuff with other people outside of those clubs and meetings didn’t they? Needless to say the argument was over quickly. They chatted and played with Thea through the rest of supper. When they were done cleaning up Sylvia removed the high chair tray and handed it to Sean. “You’re the one who kept putting green beans and noodles on the tray, you can clean it up,” Sylvia told him while she herself was removing Thea’s clothes. She took Thea in her arms and headed for the bathroom to get her bathed and ready for bed.

Coming out of the bathroom, Sylvia heard Sean talking on the phone in his office, carrying Thea she stood in the doorway. Seeing Sylvia and Thea in the doorway, Sean smiled and held up a finger, letting her know he would be done shortly. Sylvia returned his smile and went to the room where she had placed their bags earlier. Finished with his phone call Sean walked into the room he had initially put Sylvia and Thea in, he picked up the travel playpen and took it to the master bedroom, and placed it on Sylvia’s side of the bed. Then he went back and picked up the suitcase Sylvia was digging through and moved it to the bed in his room, he went back a third time and picked up a naked Thea from the floor and took her to his room placing her back on the floor to continue playing with her blocks, finally he made his last trip to the spare bedroom. Picking up the unopened suitcase he gently took a towel wrapped Sylvia’s hand and led her to his room also. “Now, you’re where you belong,” Sean said, giving her a short but passionate kiss before moving to his bathroom to take his own shower.

They made love three times through the night. Waking the following morning around nine. Sean spent the day with them on the beach, Thea had fun chasing the water as it rolled up the beach and then back to the ocean; they both kept her slathered in SPF 100 sun block. Sean told Sylvia they were welcome to stay at his home while he was away if they wanted. Sylvia agreed and insisted she and Thea would drive Sean to the airport the next morning. He gave her a spare key to the house and asked her to leave the car keys in the last drawer on the right in the kitchen. They did take Sean to the airport the next morning and did spend two weeks while he was away, enjoying the beach, the ocean, and the peace and quiet, relatively speaking of course.

Thanksgiving came and Sean was back in his hometown. He didn’t have to worry about his estranged family, they were all at the farm for the next week so he was free to roam as he pleased. He was staying with Sylvia and to say their first threesome was a disaster would be a major understatement. Sean could tell straight off Sylvia wasn’t into it, her pussy wasn’t wet and her nipples were soft, but Charley insisted she would get into it as they went… she didn’t. Neither did Sean, he still couldn’t figure out why she was marrying this asshat when it was so obvious she hated having sex with him. It finally clicked in Sean’s head that Charley wasn’t his replacement, he was the filler, the person she could be seen at company functions with and so on. Feeling immensely happier Sean and Thea left the Saturday following Thanksgiving for a two week stay at his home, having spent Friday night in bed with Sylvia making love on and off throughout the night.

When Sylvia and Thea arrived for Christmas Charley was with them. Sean could see the regret in Sylvia’s eyes as she walked in the door. Upon seeing Sean, Thea started jumping in her mother’s arms while joyously shouting “Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!” so Sylvia handed her off to him, but not before she saw the hate filled glare Charley cast his way at hearing it. Sean gladly took Thea and walked deeper into his home, leading them to the guest room where Sylvia and Charley would be staying so he could drop their luggage off.

Everything was smooth the first two days but on the third night, after putting Thea to bed, Charley instigated a threesome. Sean and Sylvia were not interested but to keep from having a fight in front of Sean, Sylvia went along with it, needless to say her vagina was dry as a bone so Charley brought out the industrial size bottle of lube slathering it on the condom Sylvia still forced him to wear as he refused to stop going to swinger’s parties and stop having sex with other women, and proceeded to penetrate her. Her eyes begging him, Sean lubed his cock and, though he was barely hard enough, penetrated her ass, doing his best to give her some modicum of pleasure. While Charley kept chanting: “Yeah, her pussy’s mine!” Sylvia did her best not to slap the shit out of him. This was the exact behavior she had told him not to display. “But,” she said in her mind, “what did I really expect from a selfish dumbass like Charley?” so while waiting for him to finish she just reclined herself into Sean’s embrace and enjoyed the feeling of his chest against her back. After Charley filled his condom he stepped back and said: “Yeah, that’s what I’m talkin’ about!” and sauntered off to the bathroom leaving Sean holding Sylvia up by the backs of her thighs. Hearing the shower start up Sean lowered her to the floor, his limp cock having already flopped out of her, and sent her to his bathroom to clean up, the sad look in Sylvia’s eyes caused him to pull her into him. He hugged her tight and kissed her deeply before sending her on her way.

On Christmas morning Thea went nuts, she toddled into Sean’s room with Sylvia following to put her on his bed waking him excitedly yelling, “Santa! Daddy, Santa!” her little hand pointing towards the living room. Sean rolled over, seeing Sylvia standing in the door way he blew her a kiss and gave her a broad grin as he stood and scooped Thea off the bed heading into the living room, he’d gone to bed in shorts and t-shirt knowing this was coming. Walking into his living room Sean eyed all the presents under the tree. “Yes, it sure looks like he did come last night, doesn’t it, sweetie?” he asked Thea.

Nodding her head, squirming in his arms he set her on the floor and started handing her presents. Not surprisingly all of them were for Thea. Watching Thea destroy the wrapping paper, a memory of Josie, around the same age, sitting on the floor with ripped and torn paper all around her, flashed through his mind. “Where the hell did that come from?” he asked himself, his smile fading long enough for Sylvia to see it and look at him quizzically. He shook his head to tell her he was all right and returned his attention to Thea. While he was putting the finishing touches on their Christmas meal Sylvia asked him about that look, he told her he’d had a flash memory of Josie sitting just like Thea was, surrounded by torn paper. Sylvia walked to him and gave him a tight hug whispering, “I’m sorry,” and kissed him on the cheek.

The day before New Year’s Eve, December 30^th, saw Charley constantly checking his watch. Sean finally asked him if he was waiting for someone. With Sylvia out of the room he told Sean, in a conspiratorial voice, he was going to a swinger’s club he’d been told about back home, as they were flying back the next day Charley wanted to get his swing on. Sean just shook his head and walked away. When the Uber driver honked out front Charley jumped up, as he was heading towards the door he hollered over his shoulder that they shouldn’t wait up for him. Looking back to make sure he was heard he saw Sylvia giving him that woman patented ‘You are such an idiot!’ look. “Thank, God,” she said out loud, “we have at least three hours before he returns. Let’s go to bed?” Sylvia said to Sean with a sultry come hither look in her eyes. Sean walked to Sylvia and held his hand out to help her up. She took his hand and he proceeded to pull her up as he stooped over and hoisted her onto his shoulder carrying her to his room as she giggled, laughed and beat on his back demanding, “Put me down, you big ogre!”

Sean set her down beside his bed and kissed her deeply. Breaking the kiss he looked deep into her eyes as he pulled her sweatshirt over her head exposing her unencumbered breasts, he immediately wrapped his hands around them, gently squeezing, and kneading them, watching as her nipples hardened he moved his mouth to suck on her right nipple while using his fingers on her left. He swirled his tongue around the nipple, then flicked it then sucked it deeply into his mouth, switching breasts regularly to keep one from getting jealous of the other.

Kneeling in front of her Sean kissed her belly button while he pulled her sweatpants to her ankles, upon seeing she wasn’t wearing panties he dove into her pussy, finding her clit and laving it with his tongue. Sylvia grabbed his hair to keep from falling while she placed her foot on the bed giving him better access to her pussy. Placing his hands on her ass he pulled her in tighter to his mouth driving his tongue into her canal, then licking her labia, lapping up the juice flowing from her. When he felt her pussy begin to pulse on his tongue he pulled her as tight as he could to his face to keep her from falling during her orgasm. Feeling the first splash of her orgasm hit his tongue Sean maneuvered her to his bed, laying her down to ride out her orgasm, while lovingly lapping the juices flowing from her canal.

When her breathing evened out he crawled up her body planting kisses along her stomach and the valley between her breasts, stopping briefly to kiss each nipple then moving to her mouth to kiss her deeply as he sent his shaft deep into her womanhood, stopping when his pubic hair mingled with hers, holding himself there, breaking the kiss he looked deep into her eyes as he slid his cock out until just the head remained in her then he plunged back into her, slowly increasing speed as he made love to her. It was slow and gentle, tender and loving, there was no hard slamming into her, no skin slapping together, just a long, gentle orgasm for both of them. Lying in each other’s arms as they caught their breath, staring into each other’s eyes they kissed gently, hugged tightly then got up to take a shower together, going to bed alone.

On the way to the airport the next morning, after a good breakfast Sean and Sylvia made, she received a text from Charley telling her he was on his way to the airport and would she please bring his luggage. Unfortunately his luggage was hers, he had thrown his stuff in with her stuff thus taking up valuable real estate in her suitcase. “What a selfish bastard!” Sylvia ground out showing Sean the text message, rage shown in her eyes.

For Thea’s third birthday party Sean rented a small reception hall in the hotel where he was staying, hoping to keep Charley from ruining it the way he did Christmas. It worked… sort of. Sylvia’s parents, aunts and uncles and cousins all showed up and had a grand time, Thea wound up covered in cake and icing and ice cream requiring a change of clothes. Returning to her home Sylvia discovered no sign Charley had even been there. Apparently he had blown off the birthday party.

Sean missed Easter due to being out of the country. His annual junket, as he called it, to his home town for his clients saw him busy installing upgrades and new software at all of them taking up most of his time. Then he got the call for the hack and seeing his si…

A canned air horn blaring on the beach snapped him out of his reverie. He looked around seeing that a couple of hours had passed, at least. Placing his plate in the sink he walked to his spare bedroom to prepare it for Sylvia and Thea. He didn’t know what kind of mood Sylvia was going to be in so he was erring on the side of caution, but with Charley not coming he was hoping it would be peaceful and fun. He smiled at the thought and proceeded with the rest of his day.

Sean was waiting at the gate for Sylvia and Thea, waving his arm over his head when he saw them, quickly glancing around them to make sure Charley wasn’t with them then rushed to them taking Thea from Sylvia’s arms and hugging them both tightly getting two hugs in return, with Thea shouting “Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!” Sean looked at Thea and asked, “Did you have fun on the big plane?” as Thea nodded her head he cast his gaze to Sylvia. “I’m glad you’re here,”

“So are we, to be totally honest,” Sylvia said, she patted Thea’s back as they headed to baggage claim. Along the way they chatted and laughed, collected the single suitcase Sylvia had packed and headed to Sean’s car. Both of them left the issue of Charley until they were at home, where no one could hear their conversation. The afternoon and evening went smoothly; Thea finally fell asleep in Sean’s arms and he took her off to bed, tucked her in and headed back to Sylvia in the living room. “So…” Sean said leaving it open for her to fill in.

“So…” Sylvia said, gathering her breath, scrunching her brows. She knew this was going to be tough. And she knew it was going to piss Sean off. She looked at him. “You know we have our annual picnic in June. This year, apparently Charley set his sights on one of the VP’s wives, Michelle.” She paused when she saw Sean cringe.

“Jason’s wife?” He asked, his shock evident.

“Yep,” Sylvia confirmed, “the three of us were talking and Charley just comes up, and says out of the blue ‘Why don’t you go with the guy and I’ll take his wife and show her a good time.’ Needless to say the three of us were stunned. When I said ‘no, I don’t think so.’ Charley got irritated and said ‘Hey, it’s okay, I’ll have his wife while he has you.’ Of course Jason is ready to beat Charley into the ground and leave him there forever and Michelle’s eyes are huge. So I looked at him then I turned to Jason and said ‘No offense, Jason,’ and quickly turned back to Charley and asked ‘What, in that little pea sized brain of yours, makes you think I like Jason that way or that I would let you have his wife?’ that’s when he slapped me. Just straight up hauled off and slapped me across the face,” Sylvia stopped talking and looked at Sean to see his reaction to what she had just said. She quickly wished she hadn’t looked as she could clearly see he was ready to kill Charley. “He added that I was too vanilla for him and that he never should’ve married me, and that he had way more fun with his swinger friends, yadda, yadda, yadda,” she paused and took a breath “but then he yelled out that my pussy was useless and that I was lousy in bed.” She looked hard at Sean, “That’s when I told him, ‘only because it’s you. You’re the reason,’ oh my God, Sean, he absolutely went ballistic. Jason cold cocked him and Uncle Silas called the police and had him removed. As he was being led away in handcuffs he said he was divorcing me, all I could say back was ‘it wouldn’t be soon enough’.” While she had been speaking Sean had picked her up and sat her in his lap, hugging her to himself. Pulling slightly back from him so she could look into his eyes she said, “I’m so, so sorry I put us through all of that Sean. So sorry!” as a single tear rolled down her cheek.

“It’s okay. It’s over now,” Sean said as he wiped away the tear. “He’s gone… and good riddance too!” He kissed her cheek and lifted her up as he stood carrying her towards the bedrooms. “Is it too soon?” he asked.

“Take me to bed, Sean. Please, remind me what real love is,” Sylvia said into his collar bone, her arms wrapped around his neck. He set her gently on his bed and began to undress her. When the only thing she had left was her panties, she stood and heading into the ensuite bathroom said, “I’ll be right back,” She had spent the day first on an airplane, then doing normal bodily functions and she wanted to freshen up. Hearing Sean mumble a ‘me too’ she glanced over her shoulder just in time to see him bolting out the door. She smiled.

As Sean left the room he knew there was no way the scent of the woman he’d had sex with three weeks ago, in another city no less, was still on him therefore it was simply a mental exercise for him; washing away the past to prepare for his future with Sylvia and Thea. He was glad to see he beat Sylvia back to bed, now if he could only figure out how to move back home. He could work from anywhere, yet if he could be with her all the time without any problems from his estranged family he’d have it made, but… but he really didn’t want to give up his beach house; he had gotten used to strolling along the beach at night, listening to the waves crash and looking at the stars when he needed a break or he had a programming issue.

Hearing the bathroom door open Sean looked towards it, watching Sylvia, naked, step out. Upon seeing his scrutiny of her she froze. “I love you so much, Sylvia,” Sean said having scanned her body from top to bottom and back up to her eyes. “I’m sorry I’ve put us through all this… crap!” Moving quickly she stepped to the bed and ploughed him over onto his back.

“Oh, no, baby! I’m the one who did this,” Sylvia said, she knew he had had other lovers and she didn’t care, because she knew his home was sacrosanct; he never brought another woman into his home, she also knew he used condoms religiously. She couldn’t expect him to be celibate, especially when she was the one who had brought another man in here. “I’m the one who brought an outsider in. Not you!”

“Yeah, all because I can’t go home and face my own demons,”

“Well, maybe we’ll get those sorted out sooner than you think,” Sylvia said cryptically, a sly smile on her face. Sean just looked at her. “Now, make love to me and remind me what it’s really all about?” she said as she leaned in to kiss Sean, he returned her kiss with alacrity, and passion, kissing her deeply, which is something Sylvia had been missing for a long time. Now that they were back together Sylvia so badly wanted to feel Sean deep inside her she only sucked his cock a few times before she crawled up his body and straddled him, impaling herself on his throbbing eight inch cock, as she was already very wet from anticipation she was able to slide down his shaft in one slow move, wanting to feel every inch as it entered her until he was fully imbedded in her starving pussy, pausing to savor the feeling of having the only man she has ever loved deep within her body again. Feeling his cock throb, knowing neither of them would last long, she started grinding her hips. Letting out a long, excited groan she started moving up and down on his cock with Sean meeting her down thrusts with up thrusts of his own, as both were too excited to slow down, this was a get it out of their systems fuck and nothing more, thrusting and bouncing, the sound of skin slapping against skin in their frenzied rutting, moaning, groaning and growling at each other in their shared need to mate. Her orgasm close she felt Sean’s cock expand, “come deep inside meeee,” Sylvia groaned sitting straight up and driving herself down as far as she could on his cock. Sean grabbed her hips and pushing down on them while driving his cock upwards, lifting both of them off the bed, he came as deep as he could in her, blasting his cum against her cervix setting Sylvia off, their orgasms wracking their bodies as they came together. With his strength gone Sean’s ass landed on the bed spilling Sylvia onto his chest, wrapping his arms around her he looked into her eyes,

“I love you, Sylvia.” He said and kissed her deeply hugging her tightly to him.

“I love you too, Sean,” Sylvia said when she broke the kiss laying her head on his shoulder she drifted off to sleep. She awoke to the sensation of a tongue lapping her labia, looking down her body she saw Sean eating her pussy, “Oh, don’t stop, love. Please, don’t ever stop doing that,” She said in a sultry voice.

“It’s about time you woke up,” Sean said teasingly, smiling at her before driving his tongue back into her canal. Sylvia ran her fingers through his hair holding him tightly against her pussy as he moved to suck her clit, twirling his tongue around it then driving it down making her shudder. “You like that baby?” he asked flicking his tongue on her clit while he waited for an answer. Feeling two of his fingers diving into her depths the air was frozen in her lungs. “Baby, can’t you talk?” Sean teased her as he planted a kiss on her mons. “Come on honey, tell me; do you like it?” he asked as he rolled his hand palm up and started curling his fingers in a come here gesture, five strokes like that and Sylvia was in outer space as a powerful orgasm took her, her eyes rolled back and she saw black with what looked like fireworks exploding behind her eyes.

Back in the outside world Sean was doing everything he could to hold onto her as her hips bucked and swayed as her orgasm held her in its grip, finally pulling his fingers out of her canal and letting her come down from what must have been her best ever orgasm. Her eyes fluttering open she saw Sean was holding her, gently stroking her back and whispering sweet endearments in her ear.

“Oh, Sean, that was wonderful,” Sylvia cooed, moving her hand to his face and planting a tender kiss on his lips. “I love you, Sean.” She said happily, knowing they were back together and it was time to work out the issues both had and make their relationship work. Leaning into him she kissed him with passion and lust warring in her eyes. “Take me baby and make me yours again!” she demanded, spreading her legs open while pulling her knees to her breasts thus opening herself up for him. Sean moved between her legs and ran the head of his cock between her labia smearing her juice on it before he lined up with her entrance and drove into her in one thrust, causing Sylvia to suck in a breath. “That’s it baby, take what’s always been yours!” she moaned into his ear as she pulled his body down on top of hers. Without pause or hesitation Sean drew back and slammed back into her. “Yes!” Sylvia howled, “Fuck me! Fuck me, Sean,” she was panting and her face and upper chest were flushed indicating her next orgasm was fast approaching. “Cum in me! I want to feel your cum filling me up!” she commanded in a low growl as she locked her eyes with Sean’s. “I’m there, cum with me Sean! Fill me up!” she cried as she started cumming. Her canal clinching and spasming on his cock was too much for Sean and he started shooting rope after rope of cum deep in her pussy.

“Holy fuck, Sylvia!” Sean groaned as he started cumming, holding himself deep inside her spasming canal shooting his load into her, enjoying the feeling of her vaginal walls moving on his shaft. “Oh… God… Sylvia,” he said as he panted for breath. He rolled them onto their sides so he wouldn’t put all his weight on her but could still hold her close while they caught their breath. “That was incredible!” he said softly but with feeling.

“It was, Sean. The best I’ve had in a long time,” Sylvia said, tracing her fingers along his cheek. “Uh oh,” she said, cocking her head, hearing Thea talking in her playpen, “time to get moving!”

“So it is,” Sean said as he followed her out of bed, both of them donning robes and heading for Thea’s room. “It doesn’t bother you that we… you know?” He asked, with some embarrassment as he picked Thea up out of her playpen.

“Nope!” Sylvia said as she took Thea from Sean saying, “Let’s go potty,” tickling her ribs, making Thea giggle as she headed to the bathroom. “We forgot to tell daddy you needed a potty seat, didn’t we?” Sylvia asked Thea as she entered the bathroom, seeing Thea’s big nod she said, “That’s okay, we’ll go out and get one after breakfast,” she looked over her shoulder at Sean. “It’s a very big milestone in a child’s life when she can use the big girl potty,”

“NO MORE DIAPERS!” Thea hollered out with a huge smile on her face, beaming at her daddy, raising her arms in the air.

“Well then, I’ll just go get breakfast ready so we can get going sooner, how’s that?” Sean asked her. Seeing her nodding he turned towards the kitchen and had everything set out when they arrived. As they ate Sean and Thea played with their cereal seeing who could take the biggest bite… Thea won, of course. And for the next two weeks they were one happy family. Sean and Sylvia made love most nights and they all spent most of their days together enjoying each other’s company and playing with Thea.

Josie…

Sitting at her desk, Josie was working on a spreadsheet of marketing figures when her screen went black, then came back to her spreadsheet. A minute or so later it flashed what she thought looked like a skull & crossbones on a red background over her spreadsheet. Jumping up and moving behind the machine as it sat on her desk she unplugged the network connection, walking back to her seat she saw the screen go black again, when, a minute later, it showed the same skull & crossbones she grabbed her phone and sent a 911 text to Sylvia indicating this was an emergency, then she pressed the call button on her screen. “Sylvia, I need to talk to Sean now!” she said into the phone.

“I’m upstairs in a meeting,” Sylvia told her. “What’s the emergency?” She had been home for two days and was sitting in this early afternoon meeting getting caught up on what happened while she was on vacation.

“My screen just went black, then it flashed a skull & crossbones on a red background and now it’s showing a rainbow of horizontal bars. I have already pulled the network cable… and now it’s starting again with a black screen.” Josie said in a near panic, not knowing what to do.

“Don’t hang up!” Sylvia commanded. Switching to speaker phone, they all listened to the ringing after Sylvia had made the three-way call. She was in the boardroom in a meeting with her uncle and the other VPs, standing up she waved her arm for all of them to follow her, kicking off her heels as she headed for the stairwell.

“Hi, baby,” Sean answered, cheerfully, when he saw Sylvia’s avatar on his phone screen. “We were just about to go down to the beach.”

“Tell him!” Sylvia barked.

“Sean, I was doing the marketing spreadsheet when my screen went black, then it came back to my sheet, then I saw a skull & crossbones on a red background, then my sheet came back and then it went to rainbow bars across the screen. I have already pulled the network cable and its still doing it!” Josie said in a panic, speaking as fast as she could, running some of the words together. “What do I do!?” she was almost in tears.

“Pull the power cord!” Sean commanded her. “Sylvia I am shutting down your servers until I can get there!” They could all hear Sean’s fingers flying over his keyboard in the background. “There, you’re shut down, Sylvia.”

“It’s still doing it, Sean!” Josie said as the VPs all came into her office space, spinning her screen to show them. She was in freak out mode now, she just knew she was going to get fired for this… this… whatever it was!

“We’re all in Josie’s office, Sean,” Sylvia said, letting him know there was help available now.

“Pull all the cords from the back and take it to the basement!” Sean ordered. Sylvia stepped to it and jerked the cables free, not carefully the way Josie had, and passed the machine to Jason to take downstairs. “Maybe the walls and ground will block whatever signal it’s sending.” They could all hear him mumble, “Note to self — next time open the damn box, Sean!” garnering grins from everyone present. “Better check camera footage from before the May breach.” He told Sylvia. She looked behind her seeing Jason waiting for the elevator.

“Pull the footage from before that breach back in May,” Sylvia called out to Jason just before he entered the elevator, he was the head of building security. Her shout had caused many heads to pop up looking to see what was happening. “And lock that thing in your little dungeon.” She saw him nod as the doors closed. “Josie, calm down. This isn’t your fault,” Sylvia said trying to soothe her.

“I’m chartering a flight. I’ll text you our ETA.” Sean said. “Relax, Josie, I’ll get to the bottom of this!” he said having heard what Sylvia said to her. “This sounds like some type of corporate espionage,” he said thinking back to what had happened to his system in Abu Dhabi; someone had physically walked into the building and planted devices in five different towers to steal the company’s secrets. “I will be replacing the screws on all the towers while I’m there, Sylvia,”

“Is that really necessary?” a man asked.

“Who is that?”

“It’s Silas, Sean,” Silas said. He was the owner and president of the company, he was also Sylvia’s uncle, and Sean had known him most of his life.

“I think it is, Uncle Silas, if for no other reason than to prevent this happening again in the future.” Sean said. He would talk to Silas about what happened in Abu Dhabi once he was there. Josie’s eyes were huge hearing Sean call him uncle, but then she realized he was Sylvia’s uncle too, so of course Sean would call him uncle considering they had a child together. “The new screws require a special tool to remove them and the screw is ruined upon removal, so you will know as soon as it happens if a tower has been tampered with.”

“Do you know how long that’s going to take you?” Silas asked, flabbergasted at the amount of work Sean had just made for himself. They could hear him in the background slamming drawers shut.

“Sean, don’t pack Thea’s clothing, she has plenty here,” Sylvia told him, knowing he was in a hurry to get here to fix this. She knew this was going to eat at him until he fixed it, it was his reputation on the line.

“Okay, Sylvia.” Sean said. “And it will only take two or three days Uncle Silas. This won’t be the first time I’ve done it.” he said leaving the innuendo hanging there. “All right, we’re off here,” they heard a jostling then, “Say hi, mommy, we’ll see you soon, and bye mommy,” Sean said to Thea.

“Hi mommy, we’ll see you soon, bye mommy,” Thea said into the phone. Her eyes got huge when she heard her mother respond.

“Hi, sweetie, I’ll see you in a little while, okay?” Sylvia replied to her as she looked around, everyone in the office had big smiles on their faces. They all heard a faint ‘okay’ just before Sean started talking again.

“We are on our way, I’ll text from the airport,” Sean said as he was gathering his gear to walk out the door. “Come on, honey, let’s go see mommy!” they all heard just as he hung up.

“Okay,” Silas started pausing to consider what all this meant. “Send out a message that we have been breached again and send everyone home. Then I’m going down to see if they found anything in the footage from before the original breach.”

“Umm, we can’t send out a message with the server down. It will have to be done floor by floor.” Sylvia interrupted her uncle. She spun and pushed the speaker button on Josie’s phone, dialing from memory. It reminded Josie of her doing the same thing when she was in here the last time; calling security to escort Mr. Ovon out of the building. Expecting this was her farewell she was shocked when the person answering said “Transportation?”

“This is Sylvia Ling. I need one of the VIP Mercedes prepped for pick up. I’m sending Josie Brown to get it, she’ll be there in a few minutes.” Sylvia said. She turned to Josie. “Go down to transportation and show your driver’s license, then drive the car to my house and park it in the driveway, then Uber back here. Make sure you have the key!” that last part she said with a grin. “We’ll reimburse you for the Uber.”

“Oh, you don’t have to reimburse me,” Josie said, she was just glad she wasn’t getting fired because of everything that had happened this day.

“I know, but we will.” Sylvia said. “And call me when you reenter the building. I’ll tell you where I am.”

Nodding, Josie picked up her purse and started out of the office, stopping she turned back. “Umm, where is transportation?” she asked, embarrassedly, her cheeks flushed.

“When you get on the elevator press U1, then walk around, either direction, our transportation office is attached to the back of the elevator shaft.” Sylvia said doing her best not to laugh. Luckily she was able to keep from laughing until Josie was on the elevator.

“Josie Brown?” Silas questioned looking at Sylvia.

“Yep, that’s Sean’s sister,” Sylvia said a big smile on her face. “Poor girl. Did you see her face when I pushed the button on her phone?” she asked. “It was basically the same thing I did the day I fired Ovon. She was terrified I was going to have her escorted out.”

“Maybe we should, considering what happened in the past?” Uncle Silas said handing her her heels as they headed towards the elevator.

“No. She’s not the same person anymore. Remember the picnic?” Sylvia asked, seeing his nod she continued. “She was the first person to come to me after that ass was arrested. My eye was watering so bad I could barely see, she got me home, paid the babysitter, out of her own pocket, and helped with Thea until my eye cleared up.” She said as she and her uncle rode the elevator to their office floor. “She didn’t make any moves to Thea, just simply helped out until my eye was better then left. I know she was happy seeing her niece, but she didn’t try to stick around.” She paused as she considered what she was going to tell her uncle. “I’m going to send her to pick them up from the airport.” She looked at his reaction.

“Are you sure that’s wise?”

“No, but I’m still going to do it.” Sylvia said blowing out a breath. “Christmas day, while Thea was opening her presents, I saw Sean lose his smile for few seconds. When I asked him later what happened he told me he’d had a flash memory of Josie sitting in a circle of torn wrapping paper just the way Thea was sitting in a circle of it. I figure it’s time for them to work it out. I want my husband home!”

“Good luck with that,” Silas said seeing how his niece was determined to get her man back permanently. “I’m going home, see if I can jump the wife!” he said as he turned back to the elevator.

“Good luck with that!” Sylvia said, laughing, as she walked into her office to wait for Josie to return. Her laughter was short lived. She had suspected her Aunt Nadine of cheating on her uncle for years so a warning call might be in order.

“Hello,”

“Hello, Auntie,” Sylvia said when her aunt answered. “We are shut down here, another breach happened today.”

“Oh, no!” her aunt said. “What kind of mood is he in?”

“Actually, he’s not too bad. Sean will be here tonight to hopefully figure out what the hell is going on and get it fixed, so until then there’s really not much we can do.” Sylvia said.

“That’s good. Bet your happy Sean is coming?”

“Couldn’t be happier!” Sylvia said cheerfully.

“That’s good,” her aunt said, then continued. “So why are you warning me?”

“Umm…” Sylvia wasn’t expecting such a direct question.

“Come on, Sylvie, tell me why you’re warning me. I always got the feeling you didn’t like me very much.” Her aunt said, cutting right to the chase.

“I like you just fine, Aunt Nadine, it’s more that I think you’re cheating on Uncle Silas that I don’t like,” Sylvia said bluntly.

“To be honest, he’s not currently sleeping with someone else so I’m not. It’s kind of like we know what the other is doing, not quite an open marriage, due to the business, but close.” Her aunt told her, shocking Sylvia greatly. “I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had to hold myself back when Sean is around because I knew it would piss you off.”

“Oh really?” Sylvia asked slyly. “You know, I just might be willing to share…” she stopped talking as her phone vibrated on her desk. “Aw, crap!” she said. “Auntie I have to go, she just got back. I think we will revisit this conversation in the near future.” Sylvia told her aunt as she sent the text to Josie to come up to her office.

“I look forward to it, niece. Good luck!” her aunt said and hung up. Sylvia sat there another minute remembering how Sean had ravaged her nightly while she was at his place those two weeks. Although it had lessened over the last two days her pussy was still throbbing painfully from the sex they’d had.

Sylvia was standing by the receptionist’s desk when Josie walked in. “Everything go okay?” Sylvia asked.

“Yes,” Josie said wondering what was going on.

“Good,” Sylvia said, looking at her. “I want you to go home and change into more comfortable clothes then be at my house at 5:30. Sean’s arrival time is 7:30ish, at the small airpark north of town, so I want you to be there by 7:00. I’m holding supper because I know they’ll both be hungry when they get to the house.” she gave Josie a hard look. “This is your chance to talk to him. Don’t waste it!” Sylvia was headed out the door when she stopped and turned. “Tell me truly, are you willing to share him with me?”

“Wh… What do you mean?” Josie stuttered.

“You know what I mean. You’re in love with your brother, Josie. You have the same look I get when I think about him.” Sylvia said, looking at her, daring her to lie. “Don’t lie to me, Josie!” she shouted.

Taking a deep breath Josie looked at Sylvia. “Yes, I do love him.” She said plainly. “It took me over a year and a half along with several psychiatrists and therapists to come to terms with it, but yes, I do love him.”

“Are you willing to share him with me?” Sylvia asked in a quiet voice.

“Me?” Josie scoffed. “You’re the only one in this office who can legally marry him!” Josie said, waving her arms to indicate the office they were in, watching Sylvia’s eyes go wide at the revelation. “The real question is are you willing to share him with me, and our mother and possibly our grandmothers. And very possibly any other female family members who want to fuck him?” she asked. “That’s right. After he left the family found out the truth.” She added seeing Sylvia’s confusion.

“What truth?” Sylvia asked in a small voice.

“I only want to tell this once, so I will tell it tonight. That way you know it along with Sean.” Josie said softly, looking Sylvia in the eye, she walked up to her and gave her a hug, then headed for home.

Arriving at the gate Josie showed her company identification and was directed to park on the side of the terminal at the corporate airpark where Sean was flying into. Sylvia had told her Sean would be arriving around 7:30 but she wanted her there early in case it was a faster flight than he anticipated. The drive from Sylvia’s house to the airport was a blur as she recounted being told that Sean was a millionaire and had been since between his freshman and sophomore years in college; that he lived on the beach in San Diego; that he traveled the world installing and maintaining computer systems, like in their offices, for companies big and small. Josie was absolutely stunned when Sylvia told her Sean came to town to maintain the computers in their building, plus two other major company’s systems, every summer while she and her family were on vacation. Josie opened up telling her about all the shit she and her family had heaped on him through the years, she also told Sylvia about her blackmail attempt being the reason Sean took off six years ago. Her phone beeped, it was Sylvia telling her Sean’s plane had just landed. Josie replied she was watching it taxi to the terminal.

“This is your chance to start the conversation you’ve been wanting. Don’t let him get any other ride!” Sylvia texted.

“I know and he won’t.” Josie replied as she watched the plane get closer. She was standing at the front of the car when the ground crewman chocked the wheels then started pulling luggage from the small compartment. The stair door opened and Josie saw Sean and Thea standing, waiting for the attendant to step off before he descended the stair. When they reached the ground Josie was standing there. “Hi, Thea!” she exclaimed her voice almost lost to all the noise on the tarmac. She had decided to speak to her first since Thea kind of liked her. Thea started bouncing on Sean’s hip as she saw Josie. “Did you have fun on the plane?” she asked getting a big grin and nod from her. Josie looked at Sean, “Sylvia is holding supper for all of us, and your bags are in the trunk so let’s go eat.” Seeing the look of hate in Sean’s eyes she said, “Please, let’s not do this here?” and shifted her eyes to Thea.

“Fine,” Sean said sighing, walking to the car. He opened the back door and placed his shoulder bag on the floorboard and proceeded to put Thea in her car seat. He got in beside Thea. Glancing in the mirror Josie put the car in gear and drove to Sylvia’s house. No words were spoken between them.

“Mommy, mommy, mommy!” Thea hollered, bouncing in her seat, seeing her mother standing on the front porch as Josie pulled into the driveway. Sean let Thea out to run to her mother’s arms smiling the whole time. Opening her door, Josie popped the trunk, giving Sylvia a small shake of her head, and went to get Sean’s bags.

“Sean leave your bags you can get them after we eat,” Sylvia said having picked Thea up. “Come on Josie, help me with Thea,” we trooped inside and Sylvia split off taking Thea to the bathroom while Sean and I headed to the kitchen. I was making a plate for Thea when

Sean spoke.

“You seem to know your way around Sylvia’s kitchen quite well,” Sean said. Josie looked at him over her shoulder and saw a look of hatred and anger on his face.

“I helped her after an incident last month,”

“You’re talking about when that asshole slapped her,” Sean said and she sensed he was even angrier now.

“Yes,” Josie said placing Thea’s plate on the side counter so it could cool off. “Her eye was watering so bad she couldn’t drive herself home so I did. I helped her until it mostly cleared up and then went home.” she said as she started loading another plate with food.

“Thank you, for helping her,” he said. Josie turned to look at him and saw Sylvia standing with Thea just outside the doorway listening. She nodded to him and set the plate on the table.

“I’m sorry Sean, for everything.” Josie said, having stopped she was standing on the opposite side of the table from him. Setting the plate in front of him she turned back grabbing another plate, she paused and turned back to him. “I figure after Thea gets her belly full she’ll crash and burn,” she said with a smile, “after you put her to bed I have some things to tell you, you’re not going to like them and they will be hard for both of you to hear, but I have to because you deserve to know the truth.” With that she turned back to the stove and finished filling the plates, setting them on the table. Sylvia walked back in and helped Thea into her new booster seat, while Josie moved Thea’s plate in front of her. While they ate Sean asked a few questions of Josie about anything else that happened with her computer and Josie said what she had described during the phone call was it, the rest of the dinner conversation was spent talking to Thea and her describing her plane ride. Josie’s prediction of Thea falling out as soon as her belly was full was spot on, to the fact Thea was starting to tip over in her booster seat while she nodded off. The ladies sent Sean to get her in bed while they took care of the kitchen clean up. And so, the ladies, each with a glass of wine and Sean with a beer sat in the living room. Sean and Sylvia could tell Josie was worked up.

“Take a breath, Josie,” Sylvia said in a soft, comforting voice, a gentle smile on her face. She did.

“First off Sean, earlier today I told Sylvia what was happening the day you left,” Josie said, “that I was going to blackmail you after catching you with my panties.” She looked at Sylvia and saw a smirk on her face, while Sean’s face was beet red. “To prove to her how truly stupid and immature I was,” Josie said while staring at the floor. “Plus, she has a right to know what happened just as much as you do.” She said, taking a drink of wine she raised her head and looked at them, she had decided long ago if she got the chance to talk to Sean again she would face him squarely and honestly, from there she proceeded to tell them how she was in a daze immediately after he left, how she didn’t remember much of what happened until she heard their grandmother saying it was no loss that he had left and her reaction to it; how she had caught him by surprise and beat their cousin, Willie, damn near to death. How she had told everyone during his beating that it was him who’d started that fire, not Sean. How it was Willie who threatened to break her legs if she didn’t hide the lighter under his pillow. How she watched the light go out of Sean’s eyes after he hit the wall when their grandfather threw him into it. “Here comes the really hard part, Sean,” Josie said looking at him. “The next day I woke just after noon and went to get something to drink, mom was sitting at the table drinking coffee. When she said she was sorry, I told her to tell you. She told me she couldn’t because she had run her only son off. When I smacked the table and asked her why she hated you so much she said, ‘because he ruined my life’, I was yelling at her how had you ruined her life, demanding answers, and that’s when dad stepped in and told me ‘I’ll tell you why I hated him’. When I asked him why, he told me plainly ‘because he’s not my son’…”

“Say what!?” Sean yelled, coming off the couch in his shock, interrupting Josie.

“Shhh,” Josie intoned waving her hands trying to get him to calm down. Sylvia was pulling his hand to get him to sit back down. “Please, let me finish, okay?” she begged, she needed to continue so he would know the family secret.

“She cheated on dad?” Sean asked softly, he was still too stunned to think straight.

“Big brother, PLEASE!” Josie pleaded, quietly, with him to sit back down. Hearing her call him ‘big brother’ got through to him and he looked at her. “She didn’t cheat on him, ever!” she told him vehemently. “It happened the day before their first date.” She stood and walked to him glancing at Sylvia, giving her a look that said ‘get over here’, and wrapped her arms around him. Feeling Sylvia wrap her arms around him also she looked in his eyes. “Sean,” she paused as tears ran down her cheeks and she choked up at what she had to tell him. “Sean, dad found out about you when grandma and grandpa had a drunken bender at the house, you were six or seven months old according to dad, when grandpa and he went to a bar and grandpa started boasting about he had fucked is own daughter and that ‘he wouldn’t be surprised if that baby was his’… grandpa is your biological father.” She felt him tighten up like he was going to fight. “Sean, he didn’t rape mom. He did trick her, twice, but he didn’t rape her.” Josie said as her hands cradled his face. “Mom told me she was stupid for letting him have her the second time because he was no better at sex than the two boys she’d had sex with previously. The very next night was her and dad’s first date. After that she said she never looked back, dad was the man she was going to be with.”

“My own father almost killed me,” Sean said in shock.

“Yes, he did.” Josie said, she was still cradling his face in her hands looking into his eyes. “Later that same evening the grandparents showed up, uninvited, and mom confronted him about that by punching him in the face and demanding to know why he almost killed our son for a fire that never got within a thousand feet of the house, grandpa broke down and said he didn’t know why he did that. He was so drunk he didn’t remember boasting at the bar either, when dad confronted him about it. Turns out grandma got sick and tired of grandpa cheating on her and she decided what’s good for him is good for her; they have been sleeping around since about five years after they were married. Grandpa tricking mom was him paying grandma back for being out that weekend with some guy and you got caught up in the middle of it. I can tell you mom made sure to stick it to grandpa by telling him she could understand why grandma slept around on him because he had a little dick and sucked at sex. I’m so sorry, Sean.” Josie said looking into his eyes as tears ran down his, and her, cheeks. She glanced at Sylvia to see what her reaction was and saw nothing but compassion there.

“Sit down, honey,” Sylvia said guiding Sean to the couch and easing him down, both women sitting on either side of him awaiting his reaction. “She has something else she needs to tell you, then I think we’ll call it a night.” She said shooting Josie a pointed look. “What we talked about in the office earlier?” Sylvia said looking between her and Sean.

“Oh,” Josie said. She took a deep breath, which caused Sean to look at her. “It took me over a year and a half, along with a multitude of psychiatrists and therapists, to come to terms with it, but… I am in love with you, Sean.” She said quietly looking into his eyes. “I have been since we were little.” With that she stood and went to the front door, picking up her purse she turned and asked, “Is nine okay to meet you at the office tomorrow?”

“Be here around seven for breakfast, then we’ll go in together.” Sylvia said a sly smile on her face. Josie nodded to her and walked out the door.

Sean…..

He stood up and walked towards the door. “Sean, where are you going?” Sylvia asked with just a touch of fear in her voice.

“I just need to clear my head, Syl,” Sean said looking back over his shoulder. “I won’t be long, I promise.” He said, blowing her a kiss as he went out the door. “Wow! Just. Fucking. Wow.” He thought. It had been a hot day; he could still feel the heat of the day rising off the street as he strolled aimlessly, working through all he had heard this evening. First: the shock of hearing Josie’s panicked voice from the other end of a phone call from Sylvia’s cell phone, about her computer acting weird. He recalled the fear and panic in her voice as she told him what was happening, and her reaction as he told her what to do; he could tell she was shaking. Another breach! And it seemed to be emulating the one a year or so ago in Abu Dhabi, which had him seriously worried as devices had been physically placed directly inside the towers to send sensitive data to a competitor of his client, and he never, in a million years, would’ve thought that would happen here so he never opened the tower to check. Making this a serious ding in his company’s profile.

Second: seeing his sister at the airpark to pick him up. That was a very big curve ball. He had almost called for an Uber but when she mentioned Sylvia holding supper he knew Sylvia was behind her being there so he loaded Thea up and off they went.

And lastly: all the revelations Josie had told him. He had never known who actually started the fire at his grandparent’s property — all he remembered was watching a baseball game and then someone shouting fire, then waking up in the hospital — he just knew it wasn’t him. That she had put Willie in the hospital, he was, after all, the family’s fair haired boy, was absolutely shocking, to say the least, leaving him flabbergasted. He never knew she had that kind of strength, or fortitude, in her.

Then the reveal that although his mother never cheated on his father his grandad was really his father and not his dad, and Josie and Sylvia being there holding him, their breasts pressed against him with nothing but love in their eyes as they looked at him. The love he saw in Josie’s eyes had thrown him for a loop until she dropped her bomb on him; that she was in love with him and had been since they were little. But, if she was in love with him how could she have done all the hurtful, hateful and cruel things she had done to him all those years? None of it made any sense to him. “My dad hated me,” He thought to himself “because I wasn’t his child.” He told himself. “Is that why she did it? To keep in his good graces?” He wondered to himself as he found himself back in front of the house he’d bought for Sylvia and Thea. “But she didn’t know until a few days after I left, so how would that work?” he asked himself as he sat on the top step to her porch. “Something isn’t adding up,” he thought as he heard the front door open and Sylvia stepped out to sit beside him leaning into him, her head resting on his upper arm.

“Getting it figured out?” Sylvia asked him with love in her voice and a twinkle in her eyes.

“Not really,” he told her, a sly grin on his face, looking at her, seeing her beauty all over again. “It looks like I have a lot more talking to do with Josie before I get it all cleared up, if I ever do. Come on,” Sean said as he stood and headed to the car to grab his bags. “Let’s go to bed. I think I’ll have plenty of time this trip to try and unravel all that was told me this night.” Offering her his hand and helping her to her feet, they headed back inside and off to bed, knowing he still had left the two and half weeks he was going to spend with Thea to get answers.

 

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It was five minutes to seven and Sylvia was in the kitchen working on breakfast for her family, replaying the sex she and Sean had engaged in around two am when she had straddled him and started riding him, when she heard the knocking. Opening the door she found Josie standing there wearing a light grey blouse and black pencil skirt with black, open toe, two inch heels, looking more the worse for wear.

“Hello,” Sylvia said stepping aside and allowing her to enter. Josie sat her purse, beside Sylvia’s, on the table by the door.

“Good morning,” Josie said, not enthusiastically, a wan smile creased her face.

“Rough night?” Sylvia asked. Ever since Josie’s revelations yesterday Sylvia had been thinking about what it would be like to watch Sean and Josie together; she had been super turned on since, hence the sex she and Sean had enjoyed in the wee hours of that morning.

“Yeah,” Josie said softly, not wanting to get into the reason. Rehashing all the bad things from the past the night before had proven hard on her soul, and yet, she knew there was more still to go over with Sean.

“Why don’t you go wake Sean up,” Sylvia suggested to Josie, “he sleeps naked and I won’t mind if you wake him with a blowjob.” She added tossing her an olive branch. “However, it is up to you.” Leaving the choice up to Josie.

Josie looked at her for a few seconds, “I’m not sure I could stop at just a blowjob,” she stated clearly after getting over her shock.

Sylvia glanced at the clock, “Just a bj for now, we don’t have time for him to ride you,” Sylvia said turning back to the stove, “besides, do you want your first time with your brother to be rushed, or would you prefer it be slow and loving?” She paused in thought for a second then glanced back over her shoulder, “…or do you want it both ways the first time?” she said with a sly grin.

“You’re serious!” Josie stated, seeing the look on Sylvia’s face, her own face showing her shock.

“Damn right I am!” Sylvia said, nodding her head a couple of times to emphasize it. “Ever since you asked me yesterday if I was willing to share him with you and your mother I have thought of little else.” Josie started to speak but Sylvia raised her hand, cutting her off, “I’m not too sure about your grandmothers, but I will take it under advisement as to your other family members.” She knew, after last night’s revelations, their grandparents, on their mother’s side, were serial cheaters. She also knew some of those diseases took years to manifest themselves. What she didn’t know was if her father’s parents were the same, yet she wasn’t about to take any chances with her, Sean’s or Josie’s health.

“What made you decide so fast?” Josie asked out of curiosity. Unable to determine the look on Sylvia’s face, “Don’t get me wrong, I’m just curious,” she added.

Sylvia looked at her over her shoulder again as she stirred the eggs, “I dreamed of you two together last night and was so turned on I climbed on Sean’s cock at two something this morning and rode him to three orgasms before he shot off deep in my pussy,” Sylvia’s sly smirk was back, “so don’t be surprised, if you choose to suck his cock, when you taste my pussy, because I came hard all three times thinking about him fucking you.” She was also thinking she owed something to Sean for the Charlie bullshit and had come to terms a long, long time ago about sex with others. Her time with Charlie was horrendous simply because he was so selfish and only thought of himself during sex, whereas she knew Sean always thought about his sex partner first and himself second.

Josie stared at Sylvia for a minute her pussy getting wetter and wetter as she saw in her mind’s eye Sylvia riding her brother to three orgasms. “Can’t wait to taste your pussy on his cock,” she said, a big smile creasing her face and turning towards the bedrooms.

“The door is open,” Sylvia called to her as Josie walked away.

Josie…

“Oh, God, Sylvia, that feels so good!” Sean moaned as he came awake, the feeling of Josie sucking on his cock dragging him out of his slumber. She had walked through the house to the master bedroom in a half daze, happy, yet nervous about what she was about to do; suck her brother’s cock for the very first time.

Walking into the bedroom she had been happily surprised at the size of the tent her brother’s morning wood was casting under the sheet. Stealthily walking to the bed she gently pulled the sheet down. Seeing her brother’s cock for only the second time she realized she never saw how big it truly was when she caught him in her room that fateful day. Not wanting to get any of Sean’s cum on her clothes she removed her blouse, pencil skirt and bra placing them at the foot of the bed then slowly crawled onto the bed settling herself beside Sean’s left hip and thigh.

With daylight blazing through the window she could see his cock perfectly, taking a minute to study it, seeing the dried juices from their lovemaking the night before along with the veins throbbing along his length, watching it twitch as her warm breath blew across it. Leaning forward she gently kissed the tip smiling as it twitched again. Pressing her face forward her lips slowly opened to glide around the head taking him into her mouth, stopping once her lips passed his ridged crown allowing her tongue to work all around his cockhead tasting their mixed juices from last night’s fucking while also getting fresh precum as Sean got more turned on in his sleep.

“Uh-uh,” Josie whispered back, having stopped to speak. She knew she had to hurry, before Sean realized who she was and stopped her. Driving her face into his crotch, taking his cock down her throat, she began swallowing and sucking harder, bobbing her head faster, his cock moving in and out of her throat, hoping she could get him to cum quickly. Feeling his cock swelling in her throat she swallowed once, and then again and got her reward; with a moan Sean started shooting rope after rope of cum directly into her belly. Pulling her head back so his cockhead rested on her tongue she kept the suction going, working her hand up and down his shaft, to get every last bit of cum she could out of him. Looking to his eyes she could see the anger in them as he recognized her.

Holding his ejaculate in her mouth she quickly grabbed his left hand and started backing off the bed, grunting and tugging his hand hard while motioning with her head for him to come with her.

Sean…

His anger was high and rising seeing it was Josie sucking his cock and not Sylvia, yet knowing Josie couldn’t talk because her mouth we full of his cum he gave in to the tugging and motions she was making. I had to see what she was up to. With Josie still holding his hand he followed her through the house, watching her little ass cheeks jiggle as she walked, to the kitchen where he saw Sylvia turn towards them as they entered.

Josie released his hand making a stop gesture to him. Slipping off her robe, Sylvia knew what going to happen when she saw Josie wasn’t talking; she had been naked under it. He watched as Josie walked straight to her, wrapped her arms around Sylvia and pulled her in tightly, mashing their breasts together, and kissed her, slipping her tongue into her mouth as Sylvia’s arms wrapped around Josie both moving into a deep French kiss, swapping his cum with her. Separating both women swallowed his gift and turned to face him, keeping their arms around the other’s waist.

“Clearly you like watching your sister and me swap your cum,” Sylvia said glancing down to his crotch. Sean followed her gaze and saw his cock was hard as a steel pipe and sticking straight out, pointing at the two women.

“Uh…” Sean didn’t know what to say or do, he was just too stunned. First it was seeing his future wife swapping his cum with his sister, Sylvia’s 34C breasts mashed against Josie’s 32B breasts, and he would swear he saw their pubic areas moving against each other’s; now it was seeing same said future wife and sister stark naked with their arms around each other’s waists, his sister only wearing bright pink t-back panties, her pussy clearly visible through the thin, soaked gusset.

“That was awesome! Thank you for sharing,” Sylvia said, turning to look at Josie, when it was clear Sean wasn’t going to say anything.

“Thank you for sharing him with me,” Josie said, pecking Sylvia’s lips then turned to look at Sean, “I think we might’ve broke him,” she added with a giggle.

“I think you’re right,” Sylvia joined in with Josie’s giggling. Hearing them giggling at him brought him out of his daze. With a shake of his head he looked at them. Not an inch separated them height wise; Sylvia’s hair dark with her dark tan, from her two weeks at the beach with Sean and Thea, while Josie’s hair was brown with a lighter tan, but you could see she had spent some time naked in the sun as her covered bits weren’t exactly white; Sylvia’s blue-grey eyes and Josie’s hazel; he knew Sylvia was a 34C cup and he remembered Josie was a 32B cup, from all the times he had to remove her clothes from the dryer when she refused; their athletic bodies, both showing a hint of six pack abs; Sylvia’s shaved mons and Josie’s landing strip; to their long, toned legs; to their feet, Sylvia’s toes painted her normal red while Josie’s nails were painted a light green. ‘My God! They’re beautiful!’ he thought to himself. “Did we pass your inspection, honey?” Sylvia asked, her tone playful, after watching him check them both out.

“You both are beyond beautiful,” Sean said softly his eyes locking with Sylvia’s then switching to Josie’s. Both women walked to him and embraced him in a group hug. Pulling back from the hug both women dropped their hands to his cock and started stroking him.

“Think we have enough time?” Josie asked looking at the clock then Sylvia. Looking at the clock Sylvia nodded.

“Yeah, let’s do this!” Sylvia said as she dropped to her knees, Josie close beside her they began taking turns sucking his cock wanting him to cum as fast as they could make him.

Sean knew he wouldn’t last long; the sight before him, his fiancé and his sister sucking his cock, kissing, swirling their tongues around each other’s and his cockhead, was just too hot to hold back and he knew it! Feeling his cock expanding both women stuck their tongues out and started stroking his shaft. Moving his cock from one tongue to the other and watching his cum shoot into their open mouths was the most erotic, sexy thing Sean had ever seen causing his knees to buckle, almost dropping him to the floor, forcing him to reach for the chair back beside him. Watching them kiss and swap his cum between them again forced him to sit in the chair. Watching them swallow his cum brought a deep groan from his chest. His first ever double blowjob and he didn’t last even five minutes!