way and removed his robe. He climbed into bed.
As she went into the bathroom to start the water running in the tub, he tuned off the lamp next to his side of the bed. He hoped to be able to fall asleep before she came back.
However, this proved impossible. He kept thinking about her and what had happened to their lives. He blamed himself, in a way, for leaving her alone for so long. But she could have tried a little harder to remain true to him. She would have, he believed, if she had loved him as much as she said she did.
She returned naked from her bath and climbed into bed beside him. He didn't speak or move, but she knew he wasn't asleep. She reached down under the covers and across to the crotch of his pajamas. She fondled his privates through the cloth.
Steve tried not to respond, but again he couldn't help himself. Now that Sharon knew all the tricks for arousing a man, she was even more irresistible than before, when she had been merely beautiful and sweet. He rolled over and faced her.
'Send Todd away,' she said. 'Please, darling – we need a chance to be alone, to get to know each other again.'
Steve couldn't understand her attitude. 'You send him away if you don't want him here. He's your brother.'
'Oooh, Steve…'
He wrapped his hands around her tits and bent to lick at the nipples, which were hard and jutting. He clamped his lips around one of the lovely stems and sucked.
Again she climbed onto her fluffy cloud and began to soar. Her hands fluttered up around her husband's head and began to push him down. He went a ways, licking into her sweet little belly button and browsing over the smooth flesh below.
But as soon as his chin touched her fluff, he stopped and lifted his head.
She reached for his cock, gasped the firm column, and began to stroke her encircling hand up and down on it.
'Lie on your back, honey,' she said, her voice soft and husky.
'No,' he said. 'I just want to fuck you.'
She sighed and lay back. He climbed atop her, still wearing his pajamas, his prick sticking out through the fly.
He probed with the end of his tool in her nest of hair and soft flesh folds. He found the mouth of her cunt; however, it wasn't quite ready to receive his prick yet. He hadn't taken nearly enough time with her, and he hadn't let her do the preliminary things with him that she liked to do.
Still, he pushed, forcing his way into her nearly dry cunt. There was discomfort, and she gasped. His thick cock forced open the narrow walls of her twat, and the intense friction quickly gave her the stimulation that she needed in order for her juices to flow. After several strokes, her snatch was well lubricated, and she began rising eagerly to his fucking thrusts.
She lifted her legs and crossed them over his back. She pushed her pussy vigorously down the length of his rod. He moved faster, stroking his stiff dick into her hole.
She panted and writhed.
In… in… came his penetrating thrusts, pummeling her, shaking her, driving her to the heights of frenzy as she moaned and gasped and let out little squeals. She felt his big balls shaking as they struck her crotch. His belly slammed noisily against hers. His coarse crotch hair ground into the softer growth on her mound.
She moved ardently against him, pulling against his back with her crossed legs, rasping his shoulders with her hands and letting her nails dig into him through his pajamas.
'Ooh, fuck me… fuck me!' she cried. 'Oooh, daaaarling! Lover!' She was about to cum. 'Todd!' she squealed.
The shock of heating her utter her brother's name at such a time went through Steve like a paralyzing electric charge. It would have stopped him from achieving a climax except for the fact that he had already reached that point. His cum gushed, but he was in such a state of distressed confusion that he derived practically no pleasure from the release.
He quickly pulled out of her cunt and backed off.
Sharon realized what she had done immediately after the word had come out. Now she looked at her husband anxiously. She didn't know what to say.
'You called Todd's name,' he accused. 'You were thinking about him while I was screwing you!'
'No, I wasn't,' she said desperately. 'It was just that we were talking about him before. That must have made me say it.'
'Bullshit!'
'Darling, it didn't mean anything,' she said, sitting up and trying to embrace him.
'It may have meant a lot,' he replied bitterly, twisting away from her. He backed off the bed. 'You're mixed up, Sharon.'
He went into the bathroom, and she lay back miserably. She asked herself why she had done such a stupid thing. The only answer seemed to be that she had been so afraid Steve would find out about Todd and her that her anxiety had caused her to reveal the truth.
But then she thought, I only mentioned Todd's name – that's all. That didn't really prove anything. I've got to keep hold of myself I can't admit anything, no matter what Steve suspects.
Still, she knew that relations between them had been made even worse than before. Oh, why did Todd have to come back?
Since he had no reason to believe, that Todd had visited Sharon while he was gone, Steve's tentative conclusion was that his wife had a suppressed desire for her younger brother and that this perhaps had driven hex to have relations with another man – maybe a very young man – during his absence. He didn't blame Todd. He began to regard his wife as sick.
When he returned to the bedroom, she tried to talk with him, but he refused to lay down and turned away from her.
She went to the bathroom and, when she returned, found that he had turned out the other lamp. She lay down and stared into the darkness, fretting over the condition of her life. A long time passed before she fell asleep.
The next day Todd suggested that they have a party to celebrate Steve's return from Alaska. 'I know a great bunch that lives around here,' he said.
Sharon held her breath.
'I thought you were a stranger in Portland,' Steve said.
'No, I've gotten up here a few times,' Todd replied smoothly. 'Once I gave Sharon a jingle – right, Sis?'
'Y-Yes, that's right,' she said.
'Mostly, though, I was with these other people and…'
'I understand, Todd,' she told him, grateful for an opportunity to downplay their relationship in front of Steve. 'Why waste time on your sister when there are chicks to play with him?'
He ginned. 'Well, that's about right.'
Steve listened to the exchange and glanced back and forth, wondering.
'So, what do you say we have a little bash here tonight?' Todd asked. 'Nothing big. You know – just a few kids.'
'Sounds like fun,' Steve said.
Sharon didn't reply. The idea seemed dangerous to her. She made a mental note to ask Todd, as soon as she could speak to him alone, not to invite any of the people who had seen the two of them together in that night club.
But he left the apartment before she had a chance to speak to him privately.
She worried for the remainder of the day.
CHAPTER TEN
