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No Regrets

In early spring of 2015, my older brother, Mike was diagnosed with Acute Lymphocytic Leukemia. It had advanced far beyond the treatment point, and we knew that Mike was going to die. It was only a matter of time, so we set about making the last 3 months of his life comfortable.

Autumn rolled around and still Mike was with us. He had gained some weight and was feeling healthier. We all dared to hope that everything would be fine, that he was going to live. His doctor even told us his vitals had improved and that treatment options seemed to be working. We waited and hoped, prayed and begged for Mike to stay with us, at least long enough to see his son's fifth birthday. But cancer is a vile thing. One minute Mike and I were talking about his son's upcoming birthday celebration and the next he went into seizures. Despite being in the hospital, it was too late and he died of acute organ failure.

In October of 2015, we laid my brother to rest in the old cemetery outside of town. It was the hardest time of my life, harder still for the widow and son he had left behind. Since then, I have kept the promise I made to my brother. I have looked out for and cared for my nephew and sister-in-law. I always will...

Snow coated the ground outside Hailey's house in Northern Colorado. The snowflakes danced a beautiful ballet as they fell slow, covering every surface in a sheet of cold whiteness. My feet crunched in the snow but even that was muted; the evening air felt peaceful and serene. The bite of the cold was quickly replaced by the flush of warmth from the inside of Hailey's house as I opened the door, removing my coat in the process. I turned, hearing the thumping of small feet.

"Uncle Chris!!!," exclaimed Sean, my nephew.

"Hey there Ninja," I cried, grabbing his jumping form and giving him a great hug.

My nephew Sean would turn six years old in two weeks. We planned a large celebration for him, with a ninja theme, which was one of his favorite subjects. I felt a sudden twinge of emotion; today was the year anniversary of Mike's death. That my brother could not be here to witness how quickly his own son was growing, filled me with a sadness that lingered.

My sister-in-law, Hailey, walked up, kissed me on the cheek and took my coat, providing me the opportunity to converse with my excited Nephew.

"I have this really cool idea," Sean was saying at breakneck speed, "I think we should all take a trip to Japan and get Ninja training from real ninjas."

I laughed, "Go to Japan? That's pretty far away and it's pretty short notice."

"I know, I know but I really think we should go, it would be so cool," Sean's toothy smile made me laugh; he had lost his first baby teeth just recently.

"I'll tell you what," I said, setting him down and squatting in front of him, "Next year, on your 7th birthday, I'll take you and your mom on a trip to Japan, how does that sound?"

Sean's eyes widened and he yelled, "awesome" really loud. Hailey's jaw dropped and she looked at me somewhat angrily. She mouthed the word "seriously" to me and I responded with a nod. After Mike died, I wanted to surprise Sean with a trip to Japan, so I'd doubled down on work, took on extra clients and invested a little more aggressively. Now, I am committed to it.

Sean sobered unexpectedly and looked at me, "Will you keep your promise?"

"Of course," I said, "Why wouldn't I keep my promise?"

"Because Daddy didn't keep his promise," Sean said, looking down, "He promised he'd never leave me or mommy."

I couldn't help but tear up and I heard Hailey stifle a sob, though she hid it well. I grabbed Sean tightly, holding him close and attempted to compose myself. It was hard, hearing Hailey's muffled sobs but I managed. I eventually pushed Sean gently to arm's length.

"Listen to me, Sean. Your Daddy didn't leave you because he wanted to. He may not be here physically, but he asked me to look out for you and your mommy. I'm always here for you and protecting you. I won't break my promise, just like he didn't break his."

Sean smiled at me, said "I'm sorry Uncle Chris, I know you won't," hugged me and ran off. I stood and embraced Hailey, allowing her to cry softly into my shoulder. Her beautiful golden hair fell across my shoulder. I watched her shoulders shake for some time before they slowed. She pulled back and smiled, wiping the tears from her eyes.

"Thanks Chris. I don't know what I would do without you. You always seem to keep me together."

I leaned in to kiss her cheek. What happened next was unexpected. I'm not sure if my angle was wrong or if she moved at the last minute, but our lips touched lightly. We lingered there, lips connected and a spark of something was shared between us. I pulled back first, aware that the air in the room had grown awkward.

Sean ran back in and grabbed my hand, "Uncle Chris come look at this, I'm about ready to beat the Wallee video game. Come and watch me."

"Sure," I said, but my eyes couldn't leave Hailey's.

I stared into her deep blue orbs, searching for something that I wasn't even aware of. She stared back, unsure of what to say or do.

"I'm going to finish dinner," she said, walking off but looking back occasionally.

I let Sean drag me off, towards the living room. On their TV screen was an image of the video game made after the Wall-E Movie. I sat and watched; commenting on his progress through the level he was playing but couldn't stop my mind from reeling with the implications of what might have just happened.

Did she move purposefully? She must not have because she seemed surprised by it like I was. Did I move, angling to kiss her lips? I don't know why I would have but I couldn't make sense of my emotions.

My thoughts continued to reel throughout the evening. At dinner, we talked and laughed and joked, Hailey and I entertaining Sean as well as attempting to get him to finish his meal before his aunt and cousins arrived and picked him up for a sleepover. My eyes always found their way back to Hailey. I caught her watching me, an unfamiliar look in her eyes. It was arousing but it scared me. I didn't want to look at my brother's wife like this.

I couldn't help it though. I traced her face framed by golden hair that hung to her shoulders. I caught glimpses of her figure under her clothing. She was athletic but curvy, filled out perfectly in all the right areas. It was hard to suppress the feeling that I wanted to see more. Her eyes seemed to sparkle in ways I hadn't seen since before Mike's diagnosis.

Maybe, I thought to myself, maybe it was intentional. Both of us still miss Mike. Maybe our emotions got the best of us, that must be it, I decided, trying to push it from my mind once and for all.

Sometime later......

The car drove away, carrying Sean to his cousin's house. I watched and hefted the trash bag out of the trash can. After tying it securely, I walked outside; the cold air caused goose bumps to rise across my flesh. It was nice and sobering. My sudden aloneness with Hailey had made my senses hyperactive and the cold air was enough to refresh my control over my warring emotions. We hadn't spoken yet but it was inevitable. I figured I should act first, so we could put it behind us and move on. Hailey was a good friend that I didn't want to lose to a simple mistake.

I walked back inside and found her putting some dishes away. I stopped at the sink and washed my hands and then turned to her.

"Hailey, about earlier. I'm sorry. I just angled wrong when I went to give you a kiss on the cheek. It won't happen again."

She turned to look at me, that unusual look in her eyes that I didn't know.

"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I hope you don't hold it against me. I love spending time with you and Sean."

She walked up to me, without saying a word. I expected a slap. To be honest, I would have preferred a slap at the time. Her hands grabbed my head and pulled me down, her lips locking with mine again. This time, there was no doubt about the emotions running between us. She kissed me with built up passion. Her tongue played with mine seductively. I realized that I didn't want to fight back and even if I did, my body wouldn't let me.

I grabbed her waist and pulled her close, our bodies pressed together. The feeling of her breasts against my chest and her curvy hips and butt under my hands caused my dick to come to life, straining against my pants. I could tell she felt it, with the way she ground up against it, like it was going to magically just disappear. She seemed almost frantic about it. I couldn't deny what I wanted, nor could she.

We continued to kiss as she pulled my shirt over my head, exposing my chest and stomach to the air. Her fingers traced around the muscles on my front. Her fingers went below my waistline and twirled around the head of my hard on.

I gasped and pushed her against the counter. I removed her shirt next, her black bra containing her beautiful breasts. I reached behind her, my lips never leaving hers and unhooked her bra. She pulled the garment off quickly and I moved in. My hands cupped both breasts, feeling them and caressing them. She was bustier than I had imagined, her heavy breasts overflowing from my hands. Her areola were large and red, her nipples thick. I played with one of her nipples, rolling them between my index finger and thumb, pinching, pulling and kneading them. She groaned from the stimulation as if she could cum right then and there just from my touch.

I kissed her again, this time traveling down her neck to her nipples. I put her right nipple in my mouth and began to suck, feeling the bud harden between my lips as I squeezed her other nipple between two fingers. She cried out and pulled my lips back to hers. We kissed again, tongues spinning uncontrollably together.

I found my hands moving down her waist to her butt. It felt firm and soft through her jeans. I picked her up and set her on the counter. Our lips were still locked but our hands were free to roam. I fought to unbutton her pants. Eventually, the button came undone, and I unzipped her. She lifted herself up and I pulled down, pulling pink panties with her jeans. This close I could smell her excitement. It made me lightheaded and hungry for her.

I slid her pants past her ankles and threw them to the floor. I slide my hands down her inner thighs, reaching her fuzz covered pussy. It glistened with wetness and I could feel that her labia was swollen with arousal. I ran my middle finger between her lips, finding her opening with my middle and ring fingers. My fingers slid inside easily and she squirmed, letting out a light gasp. She drew me close and attacked my lips. I moved my hand gently at first and continued to move with ease, traveling the corridor of her depths with little resistance. She was wet and ready by my accounts. I wasn't finished though. I searched the ceiling of her pussy for her sensitive spot, gentle until I found it. She gasped and moaned when I touched it, her pussy contracting. That's when I began aggressively attacking her g-spot. Hailey gasped breathlessly as I quickly brought her to the edge and over it. Warmth washed over my hand as she leaked juices onto me, the counter and the floor. Hailey, to my and her surprise, was a squirter. The look in her eyes was glossed over from the afterglow of her orgasm but there was also an insatiable hunger in them

Hailey spread her legs wider, giving me quite the lovely view of her glistening pussy. Her hands grabbed my belt buckle and hurriedly unclasped it. She then found the button of my pants. It came undone with a snap and she yanked down, not waiting to unzip me. She pulled my boxers and pants down at the same time, exposing my hardened cock. She took me in both hands and began to stroke me. I couldn't help but gasp in response; it had been some time since I'd been touched in such a way. She was gentle yet firm, focusing on the less sensitive shaft than the head.

Not wanting to prolong the inevitable, she drew me closer, forcing me to pull my fingers free of her. She guided me to her opening and pushed the head of my penis inside. I continued forward, thrusting into her to my hilt. My first thrust was more forceful than I had intended and we both gasped from the sudden intense stimulation; still she drove me on, grabbing my butt and pulling me into her, setting the rhythm for me, as if begging me to fuck her as hard as I possibly could.

I began pumping into her harder, back and forth my hips moved, bringing us both to ecstasy. Her snug walls clung to my manhood like a vice grip and every two or three thrusts would cause her entire pussy to shudder, the vibrations and tightness of her sex pushing me dangerously close to climax.

I drew her close to me, sucking on her breasts as I fucked her. She cried out loudly, more vocal than I would have expected. It felt so animal, so fierce. Ever thrust caused a loud smacking sound of my hips against her thighs and occasionally the dishes in the cabinets rattled from the pounding. Every movement pressed our bodies against each other in an intimate and beautiful dance. Her body seemed cut for mine, eager to coexist and move in the same rhythm.

I pulled her butt off the counter, causing her to hold herself up but allowing me to angle her so I could thrust deeper. As I slid to the hilt she cried out loudly and I felt her body shudder into an orgasm, warm liquid dripped down my legs but I hardly cared. She was breathless, unable to cry out anymore from the stimulation. I continued my ministrations, intent on making her orgasm even more breathtaking.

"Ahhh," are the first and only words she spoke.

All I could do was grunt, so focused on holding myself back while enjoying the tightness of her pussy. I sat her back down on the counter and pushed her backwards so that she lay over it. I grabbed both legs and put them on my shoulders. This caused her pubic muscles to constrict tighter, nearly making me spill the load that waited impatiently in my balls for release.

I slowed my pace, giving myself time to leave the edge of climax. Her eyes closed and she relaxed further, enjoying the easy pace. Her body responded to mine though, moving in rhythm. I looked down and saw myself moving in and out of her. I was mesmerized by the lips of her pussy wrapped around my shaft. White fluid coated my shaft, all coming from her. She shuddered again and orgasmed, lubricating my motion even more. The sway and bounce of her heavy breasts was enchanting and when she opened her eyes and looked in mine, I felt strangely at home. Her body and my body were made for each other. There was no other woman in this world that I wanted. I'd spend the rest of my life connected with her like this.

I pulled her back up and lifted her in the air. Her arms wrapped around my neck and our lips locked. I carried her to her bedroom, careful to keep her moving on my cock, eliciting small moans from her into my mouth as we kissed. Gravity aided me as I would lift her up and her body would naturally fall back down.

When we reached her bed, I dropped down with her, lying between her legs. Hailey wrapped her alabaster legs around my waist and scissored them, pushing me into her. I grabbed her shoulders and began to thrust hard and faster.

The bed shook as I pounded her. She cried out several times and steadied herself by pushing against the headboard. I lifted myself off of her, supporting my weight on my arms. She looked so sexy underneath me. She smiled at me as her body shook back and forth. Her breasts swayed and jumped with every thrust, their motion driven by my pounding. I watched their alluring sway, getting ever close to releasing my juice. I moved my weight to one arm and grasped her left breast in my left hand, squeezing it gently and playing with it.

Hailey looked down at our abdomens, watching the motion of my powerful thrusts. Her lips trembled before she yelled out as another orgasm hit her. This was too much for me. Her pussy tightened around me again and pushed me over the edge. I couldn't stop it so I sped up. My body became a blur as I reached my climax.

I was in mid thrust when the explosion occurred. My cock trembled and unleashed its contents. I cried out and shivered as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure hit me, though I continued to thrust despite the suddenly very sensitive feeling of my cock. Hailey cried out as well as every drop of me emptied into her. I continued with a slow motion, ensuring my load was spent. She grabbed me and kissed me, finishing me off with her hips. I felt my last spurt shoot forth and I pulled out of her.

My cock and her pussy lips were coated with a combination of our juices as was the bed sheet below. I lay beside her and let her curl up against me. We kissed several times before we settled. She was the first to sleep and I was left to contemplate the complicated turn of events that had just happened.

We hadn't said one word since we started. I felt suddenly like I had betrayed my brother by having sex with his wife, despite the fact he was gone. I didn't know what to do but I couldn't help but be enchanted by the play of moonlight across Hailey's beautiful, naked body.

Early that morning......

It was early morning when I woke up. Hailey was still asleep, curled against me. My mind was still a jumble of confusion. I found myself trying to sort through the details of what we had done as well as the swirl of emotions I felt for Hailey.

I had always loved Hailey. When my brother and she got married, I was the best man and the three of us were nigh inseparable. She was like a sister that I never had. I had always loved her like a sister but when Mike died, that's when things changed. Hailey, Sean and I had become a surrogate family of sorts, all leaning on and supporting the other. Now a new emotion had emerged for Hailey, one I wasn't prepared for; genuine, passionate love.

I glanced at the clock, it read 5:00 AM. The sun hadn't peaked out from the horizon yet and there wasn't anything pressing I needed to do. I wanted nothing more than to snuggle up next to this beautiful woman and spend the day in bed. We needed to talk, for sure, but after last night and the looks she gave me, I knew she was feeling what I felt.

Gently, I freed my arm from underneath Hailey and got out of bed. I waited several seconds and found that she was still sound asleep. I went into her guest bathroom to relieve myself, intent on not waking her up as I came back to the bedroom. It seemed I failed as I noticed her eyes open when I came back to her room. She tracked my movement as I climbed back into bed with her. Hailey shifted closer to me and hugged me tightly.

"I was worried that you were leaving," she said, her voice barely above a whisper despite us being alone in the house.

I shook my head, "Why would I leave you suddenly like that. Especially after last night."

I lifted her chin and kissed her lips deeply, "I love you. I can't help it. I've fallen hopelessly in love with you. I've been trying to fight it for the last few months because I felt guilty. I tried to rationalize different feelings and thoughts and fantasies but I can't anymore."

She smiled and wiped some tears from her eyes, "I love you too Chris. I have for a while now. I can't do this without you. I need you."

We kissed again and then shifted, cuddling up, her head on my chest and leg over my leg.

"Sean will be at my sister's today and tomorrow. Can you stay with me?"

I nodded, "I'll just run home and grab some clothes later today then come back. I want to be with you."

Hailey chuckled, "You know, Anne called this. She knew we would end up like this."

I smiled, "Guess we were both pretty obvious just not honest with ourselves huh?"

Hailey nodded and we fell into a comfortable silence. After a short time, I could hear her breathing slow as she drifted back to sleep. I closed my eyes as well and found the sweet oblivion of slumber even more sweet being wrapped in Hailey's arms. My place was here.