Chapter 5

The following day Eric phoned Fawn at work. "She says she doesn't want to see me," he said. "She never wants to see me again, she said. She doesn't need me."

Fawn had thought something like this might happen. She herself thought anyone who would turn Eric away had to be crazy. She even suspected that she was half-crazy herself for having come up with this scheme to straighten out Danika and to make her own life more normal at the same time.

But now that the plan was in motion she really just couldn't say, "Oh well, let's just forget about it, then. Come over tonight, big brother, and fuck me till I die of coming." She couldn't say that because it would put them right back where all the mess had started in the first place.

"Look, Eric," she said, "it's natural for her to act a little snippy about it like that. She hasn't seen you for a month and a half. She's probably feeling hurt and guilty and sorry and all sorts of things, and she doesn't know how to tell you."

"She didn't sound very confused to me," Eric said.

"Believe me she is," Fawn said.

She realized that her sister-in-law was taking this lesbian fucking very seriously. But of course, she had known that all along, ever since she caught her with Staci. It had been the main reason behind her scheme to get Eric and her back together. How could Danika, after a ripping good reunion fuck with Eric, ever again deceive herself that she was only hungry for other cunts, not big pricks like her husband's?

"Look Eric," she said, trying to ignore her jealousy at the idea of them fucking. "Let's try it this way. Tonight after work I'll drop by there and kind of soften her up. I'll have a talk with her, get her in a good mood. Maybe I'll get her to talk about you. Then you just drop by yourself about twenty minutes later, and we'll see what happens."

"I don't know what makes you think it'll work," Eric said.

"I know how much she needs you," Fawn repeated.

I know how much she needs to be crammed full of your huge, incredible cock, she said to herself. I hate to admit it, but right now she needs it even more than I do.

She realized the truth of her words even more when she got to Danika's house that evening after work. Her sister-in-law answered the door slightly tipsy, and completely naked. Not only that. When Fawn glanced past Danika into the livingroom, she glimpsed another naked girl--raven-haired, dark-skinned-- struggling hurriedly into her clothes, which were scattered on the floor.

"Fawn, what a surprise!" Danika giggled.

As usual, it was very hard for Fawn to take her eyes off Danika's beautiful naked body. And for that matter, she was also mesmerized by the sight of the other girl. But she quickly regained control, and whispered harshly to Danika.

"Danika! What's going on here?"

"Just having a little party," Danika smiled. "Come on in, join the party. How about a martooni? I've already had tee maitoonies myself."

"Close the door!" Fawn snapped. "Everyone in the neighborhood's going to see you!" Quickly Fawn pushed past her and shut the door behind them. "Who the hell is that?" she asked Danika, nodding at the other girl, who had dressed with such embarrassed speed that she was nearly finished.

"That's Maria. Would you like to meet Maria?" She leaned close and whispered in Fawn's ear, her breath hot and smoky with gin and sex. "She's really good in bed. Only she bites and scratches."

"Get her out of here!" Fawn hissed under her breath.

She felt her heart thumping, her cunt moistening. She knew that part of her now regretted that Eric would be arriving soon. The thought of a three-way girl fuck with Danika and this lovely dark Maria who bit and scratched made her head reel and her blood gush through her veins. But that was only another of the messy impulses she was trying to overcome by her plan.

Danika, however, misinterpreted her. "Oh, are you jealous, Fawn?" she said, obviously delighted. "You want me all to yourself?"

"I want to talk to you about something," Fawn said. "Please put some clothes on and get that girl out of here."

"Shhhh!" Danika bent close to Fawn's ear, hushing her. "You might hurt Maria's feelings. This is only our second time. And believe me, I love to fuck with her."

"Danika, calm down," Fawn said, reaching out to touch her sister-in-law's cheek.

Maria stood behind them, glancing at the front door, her escape. Fawn saw that she was truly lovely. Her dark eyes flashed with dazzling latin fires, and she had a full-lipped sensual mouth that was so succulent that Fawn felt her cunt oozing again with juices against her will. But she pulled Danika aside, and stepped away herself, clearing the way to the door.

"Maria, this is Fawn," Danika said, her voice sultry.

"Hello, Maria," Fawn said.

She knew her eyes were saying: I want to fuck you too, I really do, and you can bite and scratch me too, all you want, but right now we can't, sorry...

"Hi," Maria said in a voice trembling with fear and shame. Quickly she went to the door and slipped outside, pulling it shut.

Now Fawn and Danika were alone. "Put something on," Fawn said to her sister-in-law, trying to keep her eyes off the lovely body that had given her so much pleasure. But Danika resisted. She cupped her full tawny tits in her hands, raising them, offering them to Fawn.

She squeezed the firm tit-globes so that her long dark nipples flared and swelled. "You mean you don't want me?" she said coyly. "I can't believe that, Fawn. Can't believe you don't want to fuck me. Look at me, why won't you look at me? You can't just come here and chase Maria away and then refuse to take her place. Come here and let me give you a drink." She went into the living room, her long smooth back and her round delectable ass beckoning Fawn. Her voice deepened and grew huskier.

"Sit here and have a drink," she said. "And while you're drinking it, I'll just sit here on the floor between your legs and suck your cunt softly until you explode. Remember how I can do that? How does that sound?"

Fawn was gripped by a sharp tremor of lust. In fact, it sounded absolutely great to her. It was all she could do to overcome the urge to give in.

"Put something on, Danika. Please."

Danika turned her face to Fawn, smirking flirtatiously. "Oh, I get it," she grinned. "You want to have the fun of taking it off me, right? I mean, we can sit here and have a drink, and then sort of peel each other, right?"

"I don't think you need another drink."

"I'll put on my see-through nightie, how's that?"

Fawn had to go along with her. Any way she could get Danika to cover her nakedness would have to do. She sat in a chair and drank off half of the martini in one gulp, something to steady her nerves. Danika went to the bedroom and returned moments later wearing a sheer peach peignoir that, if anything, made her even more desirable than she had been when naked.

The flimsy transparent fabric clung to the curves of her body and concealed the dark circles of her plump nipples just enough to make them more tempting than ever. But at least she had on a semblance of clothing. She sat on the sofa across from Fawn, stretching out her long sleek legs in full view, and poured herself another martini.

Fawn gritted her teeth briefly and decided to plunge right into it. "Danika, Eric called me," she said.

"He called me too," Danika said. "Big deal, so what?"

"He wants to get back with you. But he said you wouldn't even listen to him."

"That's right."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't need him and I don't want him. I almost told him that over the phone. He's very proud of himself because he has such a big cock, you know. I suppose I shouldn't be telling you that since you're his sister and all, but anyway it's true, what the hell."

Fawn tried not to blush. She raised an eyebrow, as if mildly interested.

"That's one of the reasons I let his friend fuck me, the thing that started this whole business. Just to teach him a lesson. You've got to have more than a big prick to be a good lover. You've got to really care about the other person. That's why I've come to like women so much better than men. They understand, they care. You know that."

"No, I don't."

"You like fucking with me. You can't deny that. I saw the way you were looking at Maria too. You wanted to fuck her. It's a pity. You shouldn't have scared her away. We could've had such a good time together. She's a wild woman, you wouldn't believe it. I've still got scabs on my back from where she scratched me the first time. I came so hard I thought I was going to die. You love it, you know you don't have to lie to me."

"But I love fucking with... Jeff too," Fawn said, almost slipping.

"Oh sure, but it's never as good as--"

"Yes it is," Fawn interrupted. "Look Danika, didn't you ever stop to think that if you had Eric, you could still have Maria too, or me, once in a while?"

This was Fawn's pet theory about it, and she wasn't altogether sure it was true. But she had to keep trying it out anyway, to see if it sounded any better.

"That's sick," Danika giggled.

Fawn couldn't help laughing too. "Well, the whole thing is sick, I guess."

Danika put her empty martini glass down decisively on the table. "Good," she said. "If it's all sick, then we might as well not worry about it any more. Come into the bedroom with me and let me rape you slow and good."

Fawn shook her head and saw Danika frown with puzzlement. But at that moment everything was settled by the ringing of the doorbell.

"Shit!" Danika snapped. "Who the hell is that?"

"I don't know," Fawn said. "But you'd better put on something over that sexy nightie before you answer it."

"Shit on them, I don't care," Danika said, half-stumbling toward the door. She opened it and saw Eric. "Well I'll be damned, if it isn't my own runaway husband. Hello, jerko, did you come back to get the rest of your socks?"

Eric said nothing. He glanced over his wife's shoulder at Fawn, who shrugged. "Can I come in?" he asked.

Danika stepped aside. "It's part your house too, isn't it?"

He came into the living room, looking very uncertain and nervous. Danika followed him, half-lurching under the influence of too many martinis. But her gracious stumbling somehow only enhanced the beauty of her body beneath the filmy peignoir. Her full tits swayed from side to side. The gauzy cloth slithered over her high ass, and swished up around her golden thighs.

Both Fawn and Eric caught themselves staring at her bare flesh. Fawn turned her eyes away, not willing to reveal herself too much. Now's about time for me to go, she thought. But Eric kept staring at his wife, obviously feeling strong lust for her.

"I think I'd better go now," Fawn said, standing up.

"No, don't go," Danika said. "Don't leave big brother and me alone."

Suddenly she hopped up from the sofa and fluttered over to Eric. She kissed him full on the mouth, hard and passionately. Eric was very surprised, but he kissed her back hotly. Instinctively his hands rose and clasped her dangling tits through the filmy peignoir. Danika broke off the kiss and leaned back out of his reach.

"See what he wants to do?" she said. "Your big brother wants to fuck me. He probably even wants to kill me, rape me or something. Wouldn't that make you jealous?"