Finding Bathsheba
Copyright© 2008 by Jonas
Chapter 1
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Jack is happily married to the eldest of three sisters. However, his accidental voyeurism of his youngest sister-in-law leads to a series of events that will change his life--and theirs--forever.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/ft Mult Consensual Romantic NonConsensual Blackmail Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Tear Jerker Cheating Incest Sister InLaws Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory First Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Sex Toys Water Sports Voyeurism Slow
"If I try these things on, will you give me your honest opinion?" Analise asked Abigail, as they came through the door of their parents' house. "I don't want to look like a fat cow on my honeymoon."
"Nothing can be as bad as that piece of granny underwear I got at my shower," Abigail remarked, laughing.
"Are you talking about the atrocious shapeless one from Patty?" Analise threw her bags on the loveseat in the family room. "No doubt. It was the worst. Bet Jack loved it."
"I never showed it to him. It didn't even make it home that night."
"Girls." They looked at their mother, who was sitting in the overstuffed chair with her finger to her lips, a sewing project in her lap. She nodded over towards the couch across from them. Jack lay there, obviously asleep.
"Oh, how sweet," Analise whispered sarcastically, rolling her eyes. She turned back to her mom. "Mom, will you let me model my lingerie for you? I want you and Abigail to help me decide which ones to keep. Plus, I've got to pick one for my wedding night."
"Of course, honey," she responded, putting her hands in her lap. "By the way, Shane called and said to call him tomorrow before you get on your plane."
Analise was pulling piles of silk, satin and lace from the bags and laying them out along the backs and arms of the love seat. "I guess he's off to his bachelor party then. He better behave himself if he knows what's good for him."
Abigail took a seat on the floor in front of her mother and leaned back against her legs. "He wouldn't be marrying you if he knew what was good for him," she said, smirking. She was a sense of satisfaction when she could make jabs at her middle sister, even in jest. Kind of her little vice.
"Ha ha. Very funny. Bitch," Analise shot back.
"Analise," their mother scolded. "Watch your language. And keep it down."
Abigail stuck her tongue out at her sister and then turned to the task at hand. "Try that one on first. The blue nightie."
Analise grabbed the slinky number and disappeared into the bathroom. A minute later, she called quietly into the room. "Ja-ack ... Jack, are you awake?"
Abigail glanced over at her husband. Her heart melting as she looked at him, his features softened with sleep. They'd been out to dinner before Analise's shower, and Jack decided to wait at her parents until after the shower so no one would have to make an extra trip to their place. He'd been up since before sunrise putting the finishing touches on a paper, and she was sure he was exhausted. When he was exhausted, nothing could wake him.
"Annie, trust me. He's out for the count. Unless you start jumping on him, of course."
"I bet he'd love that, a scantily clad woman jumping on him," Analise said as she came back in the room and stood before her audience. "What do you think?" She looked at her sister and mom, then at the big mirror above the love seat, posing to get different views.
"It's lovely, dear," her mom commented. Abigail's comment wasn't so subtle, however.
"Damn, you look hot, girl!" she exclaimed. "I bet you don't even make it to the bed when you come out with that thing on."
"So it's a keeper?" Analise blushed, obviously pleased at the praise.
Abigail and Analise didn't always get along, but there was no doubt to Abigail that Analise was a looker. And sexy as hell in that nightie. The blue really worked with her skin tone and set off her green eyes and strawberry blond hair. Abigail admitted that Analise had a very nice figure, and she knew Shane was going to go nuts when he saw that piece.
"Definitely," she replied. "Try something else on."
Analise grabbed another number and headed back to the bathroom to continue the show.
Jack lay as still as possible, trying to keep his breathing even. He kept his eyes closed to just a slit and watched his sister-in-law pose in that sexy blue thing. She had a similar body to Abigail's, but Analise's breasts where slightly smaller and her ass was more round. The sheer nightie had just barely covered the top of her matching panties. Clearly visible through the fabric were her dark areolas and dark red bush.
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