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Sweet Melissa
"Wait. Please stop. Turn your cute little ass around and come back here..."
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A couple of days before Christmas, my girls and I loaded into my aging Jeep Cherokee and headed for their grandparent's home in the mountains. Upon finding out that my socialite ex-wife was "doing Christmas in Hawaii" I had been on top of the world. See, I love the rest of that family with all my heart.
My own family was almost gone. We lost Dad some years back. My brother and his family moved to South Florida and our mom was wasting away in a nursing home, her mind long lost.
I had married the middle of three girls. She was "the pretty one". She had modeled and done a bit of acting. Something snapped in her when our youngest, Katie, was four years old. Rebecca, the ex, wanted to chase the glamour again. With a sudden demand for mature models, she took off. We divorced and she took up with some douche-bag producer. They seem to make money. They jet around and meet celebrities. She sends money for the girls. She was missing the growth of two wonderful young ladies. Good riddance.
My former in-laws, Charlie and Joan had a beautiful place up in the Rocky Mountains. They bought and paid for it long ago when mountain land was cheap. I love to visit and take my two girls, Judith and Katie. I pick my times when Rebecca will not be there. It's not that we don't get along. I just can't listen to her prattle on about their travels and celebs she met. It ranges from annoying to nails on a chalk board.
The eldest girl was Elizabeth, Betty to the family, was tall and slim like her dad and Rebecca. Her features were slightly masculine but pretty. In her life she had had boyfriends and girlfriends. Mostly she kept her relations away from the family. Most recently she had a long running thing with a handsome older man named Daniel. They seemed happy together. Betty smiled more than I ever knew her to.
Then there was Melissa, the youngest. Missy, to the family. She wasn't tall and slim like her dad and sisters. She was short like her mom and carried some extra weight. She actually had a nice figure under the clothes she wore. I had seen her in a classic one-piece swimsuit. She was impressive. Melissa was a buxom little lady with a small waist and a round bottom. Most of her winter wardrobe went straight down from her bust to her hips. This made her appear to be shaped like a beer keg. But oh, what a face. She was genuinely cute with her mom's light blue eyes, eyes that I could easily get lost in.
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We made our last pit stop before climbing the mountains. With the snow everywhere, our trip was taking much longer than normal. I escorted Judith and Katie to the ladies room of a clean truck stop. I waited, then walked them back to the Jeep and locked them inside with snacks. Then I went in and took care of my own business. That's our procedure. Too many horrible people in the world these days. Judith saw to letting our tabby cat, Tabby use her litter box in the floor of the car. Finally, we were ready to get back on the road.
Although it was midday, we wanted to wait about eating more than just a snack until we got to Charlie and Joan's house. There would be lots of food and Christmas treats. There was more snow on the road. I put the Jeep in four-wheel high range. I had good tires. It would be slow but easy. With Tabby back in her carrier, the girls got under blankets in the back seat. The heater in the car works great. Eight-year-old, Katie said looking at all the snow made her cold. Eleven-year-old Judith returned to her headphones listening to "God knows what." Katie smiled. She was happy that she was going to "Grandma Joanie's". Clearly, Katie was enjoying her childhood more than Judith was her own. Judith had been old enough to question her mother's leaving. She was now facing her twelfth year and the changes it would bring.
On most of the road, the highway department had done a fine job. In other places, the Jeep was doing it's part like a champ. As we traveled, my mind went back to Sweet Melissa. Thank you, Greg Allman.
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The first time I got to spend any time around Melissa, I knew that I had married the wrong sister. There was something about her. Anytime I was near her, I felt this force acting through the core of my body. It was like gravity or magnetism. I could feel something inside me reaching and pulling me to her. The look in her eyes or the touch of her hand was magical.
The last time we were together, I messed things up. At least, I think I did. It was over a year before. I had been divorced for a couple of years. Melissa was still married, although they had filed for divorce. Her dork husband had gone back home to his mother. She and I, sort of, paired off Thanksgiving a year ago. We laughed and joked. We flirted uncontrollably. After a few drinks, we went out to Charlie's combination workshop and man-cave.
Once out there and in private, we suddenly had nothing to say. We both knew why we were there. We kissed for the first time, then the second through fifth and so on. Something came over both of us. I turned her around and hugged her from behind. I moved my hands slowly so that she could stop me at any time. I massaged her full breasts and all down her torso. I firmly pressed my fingers against her crotch. I felt the contours of her elegant, plump pussy. When she showed no objection, I kissed her neck and slipped my fingers into the sides of her jeans. I started pushing them down. "Steven, you can't be serious. We can't." I pushed her jeans to the bottom of her round cheeks. I gently pushed her to bend over the stool at her father's workbench. I was not aware of when my cock got hard, but it was ready. I aimed it at Melissa's crotch. With a shove, I was fully inside her. She moaned and whined. "I can't believe you did that. I can't believe we are doing this. Oh!" She was very wet and soft. Her round soft cheeks were cold against my thighs, while her pussy was steaming hot. I quickly shot my load into her warm pussy. She yanked her pants back up laughing. "You are a horrible, horrible person. God!" We kissed again. "You know I'm still married. And, you are my brother-in-law."
"Just by technicality. I haven't been a brother-in-law for two years and I've wanted you for so long." I said.
It was ever so brief, a quickie. But it changed things so much. The wall between us that kept us at arm's length had been broken. It was a safety curtain that made it OK to touch and talk and say, "I love you" without it meaning more than family and friend. Now things were awkward and reserved. The line between us wasn't just blurred, it was gone. We hardly ever talked, and I had trouble looking at her.
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When we arrived at Charlie and Joan's, my heart fell. Elizabeth's Subaru caked with dirty ice was on the side of the drive. Charlie's big Blazer was at the head of the driveway. He had cleared a spot for me. How would Melissa have gotten there? Was she not there? Did she stay away because of me? We unloaded our bags and the cat carrier. Then Charlie helped me with the gifts. Hugs all around.
I stood in the living room holding my former mother-in-law in a hug. "It's so good to be here, Joanie, I've missed you so much." My eyes kept dashing around.
"We've all missed you, Steven. Thank you for coming and bringing the girls. This is going to be a great Christmas." Joan said with some happy tears.
I spotted movement in the dining area. Melissa brought platters of food to the table. "Are you guys hungry?" She asked without looking at me.
"Yes. We skipped lunch to come and eat here. Everything looks wonderful." I said and followed her back into the kitchen. I touched her shoulder. "I didn't get to hug you yet." We embraced and held each other for a minute. No one else came into the kitchen. I tried to kiss her, but she turned her head and I just got cheek. "Girl, we've got to talk. This awkward stuff sucks." I said in her ear as Elizabeth came into the kitchen.
Elizabeth hugged me again smiling. "Steve, it's so good to see you. I didn't realize how bad I missed you until I saw you. Daniel is napping upstairs. I'm going to wake him. You guys eat. We're taking your girls into town to see a movie and the Christmas lights."
"Sounds like fun, but I've been driving for five hours. I need a good stretch and a nap, myself." I said.
