Spring Affair

Louise planned to relax for the weekend since Brent went to the mountain with the boys. She, now, could have some alone time all by herself. She sat on the chair in her study, resting her elbows on her desk and her head in her hands, looking aimlessly at the open windows.

The sun shone brightly in the blue sky, and white clouds were here and there. Trees were not that far away, all quivering with new spring life. The buds were bursting open to blossom, those purple lavenders, blue balloon flowers, golden poppies, and many more scattered around Wellington's yard.

Birds chirping and twittering faintly reached her eaves: sparrows, swallows, songbirds, robins, and many more that Louise didn't know about. They sang and danced among the trees like a symphony.

"Ding-dong!" The doorbell rang unexpectedly. Her moment of 'not doing anything' was interrupted.

'Who could that be?' Louise muttered as she ambled to the front door. 'Could it be the delivery guy? But this early? They usually come in the evening or later?'

Louise peered through the peephole in the solid oak door in the foyer. And she saw Richards standing on the front porch, all alone by himself.

Louise opened the door. Richards stood there looking tall and handsome as he always was. But his visit was unexpected for Louise. Josephine, her sister who now was carrying his baby in her womb, didn't mention anything about Richards' visit. Louise felt a bit uneasy seeing Richards alone. She had never been alone with him since they ended their situation-ship years ago. Especially after Richards married her sister Josephine years after they broke up.

"Are you going to invite me in?" Richards asked in his usual calm and charming voice after they gazed at each other for a minute or two. His sharp, piercing gaze made her stomach turn.

"C'mon in..." Louise took a long, calming breath before she motioned him into the house. "What brings you here? Josie knows that you're coming? She didn't mention anything to me last night on the phone."

"Josie doesn't know..." Richards said as he walked into the house; he closed the door behind him.

Louise frowned. She really didn't want to be alone with this man at all. Their perplexed relationship was making her feel uneasy. She couldn't deny she may still have some feelings for this man, more or less sexual proclivity. But Louise didn't want to ruin everything, including Josie's life.

"What do you want?" Louise said, but her tone shifted from warm and friendly to cold and distant. She gazed at the handsome man with her stern blue eyes, waiting for an answer.

Richards lingered his eyes upon Louise. Her figure had become much fuller than when they first met years ago. Louise was still vivacious, with the same old voluminous brunette curls pulled up into an updo, with a few errant curls breaking free at her temple and neck. He let his eyes travel from her curls down her white neck, along her great curve--her generous bosoms, thick hips, and shapely long legs--then back to her unblemished face. Her lips were plump, looking undoubtedly soft and lush.

He could still remember how he buried himself between those two yabos. Just thinking about the past stirred his desire to bury himself between bosoms again. Back then, they were both young and vibrant. They used to make love in the room all day and night. Somehow, they went apart. He thought he would just have her in his mind and never see her again. Until that very day, two months before his wedding with Josie, Louise came back into his life... not as his lover, but as Josie's elder sister.

A flush appeared on Louise as Richards' eyes were upon her as if he had touched her. "Ahem..." Louise cleared her throat, breaking Richards' reverie, "Up here, Richards!" She screeched. Her eyebrows raised to her hairline and then down into a perplexed scowl. Louise stared at him intently and cautiously with her bright blue eyes. She didn't want to be alone with this man at all. He was her brother-in-law, her sister's husband. Everything in the past should stay under the carpet.

"I'm sorry," Richards said with a not-so-apologetic look. "But Louise, I miss you!" He took a few steps towards Louise. She could smell the woodsy aroma from his body. It was his scent. A scent that Louise couldn't forget about. Dirty sexual thoughts and images of their absurd past flooded into her, something she had fancied about when she was alone in the bathtub, touching herself. Not waiting for her response, Richards pulled Louise close, holding her tightly in his arms.

"Stop," Louise pushed him on his chest, but her eyes were sparkling with surprise and desire. "No! And get out!" She scolded, trying to make herself away from his warm embrace.

"Louise," Richards didn't budge; he grinned. "I know you miss me too. I saw you glancing at me all the time. I know you missed me, just like how I missed you. Don't lie to yourself." He walked closer to Louise.

"No," Louise shook her head and answered with unflinching determination in her voice, but her eyes betrayed her struggle. Her eyes were filled with surprise and unshed tears. "Please. Leave, please, please." She cried as she stumbled back, trying to get as far away as possible until she was against the wall.

Richards laid his hands on her shoulders and looked straight into her watery eyes. Her sweet scent engulfed him once more. That same cherry fragrance he had ached for; it was like heaven and sin wrapped in one. He pulled her shivering body deep inside his arms, feeling her warm and lubricious body. His feelings for her grew.

"I know you still have feelings for me!" Richards pushed the shaggy hair off her forehead, then he said softly with a lewd grin. Louise had her eyes rounded and pursed her juicy lips. She breathed rapidly as she gazed upon Richards in his deep brown eyes. Mixed feelings of fear and desire quickly swept her mind. When Richards pressed his lips against hers, she tried to push him away with her frail hands. Her pushes were feeble and sluggish. But her tongue responded to Richards', just like how they used to make love before, a passionate kiss, tongues twisted and mingled like two snakes coiled together.

Louise remembered how he used to grope every single part of her body, rough and asserting. Sometimes, he would cherish her like the most precious thing ever, soft and gentle. Richards' hands moved down along her curvaceous body, caressing her with his tender touch until his rough hands reached her plump buttocks. He squeezed them hard, just like how he used to.

"Ahh...mmm--" Louise groaned in her throat. Something she had missed for a long, long time. Louise felt terribly wrong because up until fifteen minutes ago, she was just a good mother and a good wife, fantasizing about her ex-lover in the bathtub. But now, she let her ex-lover, her brother-in-law, rub and caress her starved body. And the worst part was her panties were drenched.

Richards slowly lifted her dress; his hands touched the bare skin of her buttocks, and it gave Louise a quivering ecstasy. Her butts were as round and ample as they used to be but firmer. Age and giving birth to Kirk didn't leave any marks on her voluptuous body.

Richards slid his hand around her thighs towards her cunt. It was already like a swamp. "You're wet already?" Richards whispered softly in her ear with a surprise. He remembered she had never been this sensitive before. His fingers didn't stop; he pushed her panties aside, making his way to her tender cunt that he had longed to touch once more.

Louise rolled her eyes and buried her face on his chest. Richards' fingers skillfully split open her cherry lips and explored her secret chamber once again. The mixed feelings of guilt and resentment had slipped away from Louise's mind. She couldn't suppress her desire to be fucked once more by this man, her very Richards, her brother-in-law. Louise knew this was wrong, but she just couldn't help herself. Her hands had already reached inside his pants, rubbing that hot, hard prank in between his thighs she had ached for.

His fingers stroked deep inside her cunt, his long fingers wriggled, massaging the spot that he knew would get her excited. His thumb rubbed the little nob above her cunt with a soothing rhythm. She wanted more than just the fingers. She wanted him inside of her, again, just like the past. Screw all the guilt and shame of betraying Brent and Josie. She just wanted to be fucked by this man again!

Richards wriggled his fingers in her sopping gash, feeling her pussy suddenly clenched tightly around his fingers. Her breaths became tumultuous and heavy. Louise was close to her apex. She looked upon Richards with her fluttering eyes. "Fuck me," words slipped away in between her almost inaudible moans. She wasn't able to hold back her orgasm any longer, "please!" She begged.

"Of course," Richards said as he lifted her legs higher, "it's my pleasure!" He slowly moved his thick crotch along the slit, then plunged deep inside her. The tip of his dick rammed at the target, her cervix. Then again and again!

"Oh, yes, yes...fuck!" Louise moaned out loud. Her body trembled with excitement. She reached out, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer and closer to her. She started reaching her peak as Richards ground her pussy intensely. Louise was pushed to the brink of orgasm when Richards pulled one of her bosoms out of her bra, and his lips wreaked havoc on her sensitive nipple. It was too intense for Louise to bear her excitement any longer.

Richards felt his cock was being clamped down tightly inside her pussy. He knew she was coming any moment. He pinned her in place with his strong arms, thrusting his pelvis hard against her. Flows of excitement were secreted deep down in her cunt. All of a sudden, everything tightened in her belly.

Richards' cock was pushed out of her carnal cave as her cunt started spasming, leaving Richards's hard cock in mid-air, hard-on and dissatisfied.

It was magnificent!

Her body felt like a garden, with every bud bursting open to blossom. She had not had this feeling for a long time.

But guilt and shame crept upon her once more.

Louise eyed the man who was deep inside her again.