Chapter 2

The doorbell rang as I sat on the couch wondering if I took some happy pills and didn't know it.

My lovely wife of four years just made me a deal: we would start having children if I would get her younger sister pregnant too.

Now most men would be like "oh hell yeah!" But me? Well I love my wife. And I really don't want to mess that up. She's... well for the lack of a better term, the love of my life. My true love.

This had to be a joke. That's it, a practical joke. Ha ha Andy, good one... jeez, and I almost fell for it.

I knew that she had arrived; Andy and Amanda were at the door chatting away like hens. I just hoped that Amanda's husband wasn't coming. Now that would be a real joke to pull on me.

I got up as they came into the room. Then I noticed three things.

One, Andy was holding a suitcase. A full one. Oh God, Amanda IS coming over to stay, I thought.

Two, Amanda was not dressed in the clothes she normally wears. Normally she's wearing baggy jeans and shirts. Her husband wants her to keep covered up so others will not hit on her. "A woman can't resist a strange cock, Alex!" the fucking bastard always says.

Now, she was wearing a short blue summer dress. I had never noticed her legs before. Shorter than Andy's, but they were muscular. Very nice.

Wait, you are married Alex! I reminded myself.

Third, I notice her chest... well not exactly the breasts. She seemed to be having a hard time breathing when she entered the room, taking long, slow breaths. Her ample bosom made the dress move in very arousing...

She's your sister-in-law you bastard!

I looked up into her eyes and saw... fear? Hope? Nervousness?

Desire?

We stood there for several seconds, just looking at each other. Then I remembered to breathe. Andy broke us out of our reverie.

"Hey you, two give each other a hug!"

Neither of us knew what to do or say... so we approached each other and hugged. Nothing sexual, just a simple hug between in-laws.

"That's better but you two better warm up to each other quickly if you expect to be able to perform between the sheets later!" Andy chirped as she left the room. Neither of us moved. I was stunned.

This wasn't a joke.

Then I noticed that Amanda was trembling.

"Ah... hey. What have you been up to? Ah... seen any good movies lately?"

What DO you say in times like these?

She looked me in the eyes and I could see the fear and... well something else there too. She started to mist up.

"Don't cry Amanda," I said, starting to wipe her eyes with one hand. "I know Andy gets these strange ideas but if we talk to her we can--"

"You don't want to make babies with me?"

Well that was a stunner.

"No it's not that, Aman--"

"I told her you wouldn't do it. I'm too ugly for you to want to sleep with. I'm not good enough to have children." She tried to pull away from me but... something made me stop her.

"No, no, Amanda, you are very attractive. Gorgeous! I'm just married to Andy! If I wasn't I would be," warning claxons were going off in my head but I ignored them.

What has that bastard told this little gal? "I would be all over you."

She peered deep into my eyes. Like she was trying to read my soul.

"But I am not attractive. If I was then," she wiped a tear from her eye, "then my husband would want me. He'd give me a child!" She started to break down.

"No, no don't think that," I said, not knowing what to do. So I did what all men do when a woman cries: I pulled her close and held her.

Trying to reassure her, I kept telling her that she was beautiful and sexy. I must have been getting through to her, because her sobs slowed down and eventually stopped.

But I was getting through to me too. Telling her how her eyes glowed. How great her legs were. How trim and sexy her body was.

All the while holding this body next to mine. Without even thinking about it, my hands started to caress her back.

She pulled away ever so slightly and we looked at each other. I started to tell her that I really meant what I was saying, but I felt her slowly grinding into my rising erection.

I was speechless. And in heaven. Here was this... amazingly beautiful gal, and I could see that the fear in her is gone. And I knew that I was the reason that she wasn't afraid anymore.

Kind of gives you a rush.

I tried to say something. I don't even know what but I tried, only to have her pull my head down to her and her raise her lips to mine.

That kiss could have stopped my heart and then restarted it. Her lips, oh so soft. Their heat ever so tantalizing. Her taste... amazing. Slightest hind of strawberry. Then we opened our lips to let each other explore our mouths. Slowly we kissed, each drinking of the other's emotions.

I continued to kiss her. My hands slowly made their way across her back and her sides. With minds of their own, they explored the edges of her body as her hands explored mine. Her perfume, nice lavender, slowly penetrated my senses... then, I got a whiff of vanilla.

Vanilla? Oh God ANDY!

I broke our kiss to see my lovely wife behind her sister.

Were those tears in her eyes? Oh God what have I done?

"Don't stop." Almost a whisper, it came from Amanda.

"No honey, please don't stop," Andy agreed. "I didn't think you two would get together this... fast... keep going, love." Andy stepped forward and stunned me with a kiss, and then she pushed us closer together.

My mind reeled. My wife WANTS me to sleep with another woman? What was going on?

Amanda cut any real thought off as she wrapped her arms around my neck and dragged me in for another long kiss. As we kissed I could feel something happening to Amanda's clothes. I opened my eyes to see Andy trying to undress her.

With a sigh, I realized that this wasn't a dream, nightmare, or hallucination. Then Amanda's words floated into my head. It was then that I made up my mind. I broke the kiss.

"No."

Both girls started to protest but I stopped them.

"I mean. I should be doing that, Andy. And not here... in the bedroom."

The smile that crossed Andy's face could only be called divine. Amanda turned to her as if to ask a question but my goddess just embraced her. Andy took Amanda's hand and led her to the guest room. Amanda's other hand slipped into mine and I got led away as well.

Once in the guest room, I told Andy to take a seat.

"Part of the deal that we made, Amanda, is that I have to watch you two make love. And it will be making love not that animal rutting that your so called husband does," she explained to her confused sister.

As Andy sat down, I came up behind Amanda, wrapping my arms around her. She tensed up slightly, but as I began to kiss her neck she relaxed. She began to melt into me as I slowly rubbed my hands over her. I felt her tight stomach under the cool, silky dress.

She works out, I thought. It's strange what you think when you are about to have sex with your sister-in-law in front of your wife.

I slowly moved up to her chest. I could feel her breasts, soft and sexy. I had to remind myself to go slow. She wasn't used to this kind of love. Was this love?

But I had to fight every instinct I had to keep from ripping that dress off and taking her right there.

I started to massage her breasts through the dress, but soon realize that Andy had gotten the dress more unzipped then I had thought. I gathered the material in my hands with care, and then pulled her dress down, reveling her chest. The dress fell to the floor.

I let my fingers dance their way back up her to her warm breasts. As I did so she turned her head and began to kiss me along the face and neck. Our lips touched as she turned into me, wrapping her arms around my head.

I looked up at Andy, never breaking my kisses with Amanda, wondering what she was doing. What must she be thinking?

To my surprise, she had a look of amazement on her face. She had pulled her feet under her and was almost glowing in joy watching us. We made eye contact and she mouthed, "I love you" to me.

I was about to return the remark, breaking the kiss, when Amanda pulled my shirt up and started to kiss my chest. I finished taking the shirt off then helped her as she messed with my belt and pants. Soon I was in nothing but my boxers. She started to go for them but I assaulted her face with kisses slowly pushing her hands away.

I walked, leading her, following up each step she took with another flurry of lights kisses, until she bumped up against the bed. I took her in my arms and lowered the both of us onto the bed. I started to kiss her neck, then around the base of the neck and her chest, eventually even lower. I made my way to her breasts and had to stop for just a second to marvel at them.

Milky white with large dark areola, they literally stood out from her. I resisted the temptation to just suck the large nipples into my mouth. I had to slowly kiss between her breasts, letting her soft skin brush against my lips. My hands caressed her chest, on the sides and around her waist. I could almost hear her heartbeat as I made my way to her left breast. There I slowly sank my lips around her nipple, sucking it fully into my mouth.

She arched her back and moaned an animalistic growl. I stayed there, taking her in, her sweetness, and her warmth. All the while, my tongue played around her nipple as I lightly bit it. I moved from that breast to the other, duplicating my performance, while my hands slowly slipped down her sides and back up again.

I left her breasts reluctantly but kissed my way down her stomach to her bellybutton. Kissing it deeply, I made her giggle.

"That tickles! Don't stop!"

Laughing I continued to make my way to her panties. White. Plain white. With a chuckle, I kissed her between the legs.

"What are you--" she started to ask, but Andy interrupted.

"He's going to make love to you with his mouth Hon. You'll love it. He's amazing!"

Feeling a boost of confidence at my wife's praise mixed with an awkward feeling knowing she was not only there but commenting, I carried on.

Slowly I kissed my way to the delicate skin on her thighs. I have always loved to kiss a woman there. The skin is like fine silk and with Amanda it was no different.

I moved from one leg to the next, lightly caressing the skin with my mouth. I knew that I was having an effect due to the slight gasps and moans that began to leave Amanda. Andy loved this but I was sure that Amanda was even more sensitive on her thighs than her sister.

I moved my way in to her covered sex, the musk of her growing lust filling my nose. I looked at her panties and they were soaked clean through. Andy was usually moist too, but I was either better than I thought or Amanda was about to burst as is. I moved in, tasting her sweet nectar as I rub my hands down her and under her behind.

I sucked at her through her panties while I grasped at their waistband. Slowly I started to pull them down, inch-by-inch revealing her to me. I gasped when her bush came out from under them and I saw she was completely unshaven. I hadn't seen that since early college. Andy had always kept a landing strip, as had most girls I had dated. Some were even bald. I was caught completely unawares.

She lifted herself up allowing me to finish removing her panties. Setting them aside, I moved in for the kill. I flicked my tongue across the mound of her sex, and was rewarded with a sudden gasp from her. I could feel her hands in my hair as I kissed her lips. When I parted them and kissed her deeper, she gripped my hair like a vice dragging me in deeper. I wanted to make it slow, to show her love and pleasure, but I guess the jackass had never done this and she was overwhelmed.

So, I did what any man would do. I gave her all that I had. Licking, caressing and sucking, I played with her innermost places with my tongue, lips and mouth. I would be lying if I said wasn't enjoying it myself. And I think my low moans just added to her pleasure.

Soon her breathing started to come in rapid gasps and her body started to jerk with my administrations. A wail escaped from her as she drove herself into my face, her entire body rigid.

And her ejaculation! Andy usually came. If Andy gave me a gush of her liquid, then Amanda was a flood. Greedily, I drank from her. Her sweet substance filled me like no other, even Andy, had before.