Ray Barone had the look of a worried and troubled man. He stood, his legs a little unsteady beneath him with his hand tightly gripping onto the balustrade at the head of the stairs dressed in a bath robe. His face was unshaven, his hair dishevelled and wildly unkempt as if he had just woken from a six month winter hibernation. He ran his free hand over his face and then over his hair as if this simple act would solve or alleviate all his problems before he started to make his way down the stairs.
He took each step slowly and carefully as his mind raced with the worries and concerns that so weighed heavily on his shoulders over the past few days. It was just over a week till the second chapter of his much dreamed about and desired book was due and yet he had not typed a single word. The first chapter had been comparatively easy flowing out of him and onto the computer screen in less than three days but the second had proved more troublesome. He had sat at a blank screen willing the words to come out of his clouded and blocked mind, at times finding himself literally staring at the computer for hours on end and still nothing. And time was ticking away.
The looming deadline had slowly but surely seeped into his life like a contagious disease affecting his sleep, his job and even his sex life. "What sex life!" he thought to himself.
He had just stepped into the kitchen when to his surprise he found Robert and Debra sitting at the table together eating breakfast. He watched as their eyes scanned him from head to toe as if he was a total stranger who had just walked into their home from the street outside.
"Did we wake you sweetie?" Debra asked as she pushed her chair back and rose to her feet. He could not help but take in what she was wearing as she quickly walked over to where he was standing. She had on a pair of jeans cut off at the ankles that showed off her rear and legs to great effect plus a white cotton top that although not exactly see through he could plainly make out the lacy bra she wore underneath. The flip flops she wore made a 'click' sound on the kitchen floor with each step she took as she approached before she gave him a quick peck on the lips.
"But you badly need a shower!" she added as soon as their lips had touched, his strong body odour flowing into her nostrils with her nose crinkling up for added effect.
"Yeah yeah," he answered grumpily "what's bigfoot doing here?"
An contemptible frown formed on Roberts face but Debra interrupted him before he could reply.
"I invited him over for breakfast," she replied with a forced smile on her face "we don't see enough of each other so I thought it would be nice idea to invite him over."
"What do you mean he is over here all the time! Don't mom and dad feed you over there at the family circus?"
Robert rose angrily to his feet, his huge frame knocking his chair backwards which fell to the floor with a thud. "At least I don't look like a big nosed freak!"
"Oh yeah!"
"Yeah!" Robert replied moving towards where Ray was standing open mouthed his hand twirling the sash of his robe.
"Listen you two," shouted Debra as she stepped in between the two of them "you are brothers for gods sake and grown men at that so starting acting like it and not little children!" She waved her index finger at both of them as they each backed off retreating to opposite sides of the kitchen.
She looked on as they both sulked silently around the table their eyes peering downwards but sneaking the occasional glance at each other.
"Where are the kids?" Ray broke the silence that had only lasted thirty seconds but had seemed to last a lot longer.
"It's past eight thirty Ray," Debra replied "they have already left for school. Now do you want me to make you some breakfast or not?"
He fidgeted about for a few minutes shuffling his feet, untying and then redoing the sash on his robe before he finally offered a reply. "Nah if I want to get this book finished I better get straight to it. I can't laze about all day like some people," he offered a quick glance at Robert who by now was seated at the table again "the book won't write itself you know!"
"Are you sure sweetie?"
Ray nodded "Yes I'm sure I better get started."
He bent down giving her a quick kiss on the lips. "Ok good luck" she said as he started to walk away.
"Poor old Raymond his life is perfect, gorgeous wife, three beautiful kids, writing a book and still he complains!" Robert offered just as Ray had stepped out of the kitchen.
Ray turned quickly around on the spot letting his eyes glare at his brother for just a moment before once again he turned and walked away. It was only a brief time later when the sound of a door slamming resounded in their ears as he descended the stairs to his office in the basement.
******
She was standing by the sink her hands busily sorting the dirty dishes she had just placed into the soapy water when she felt his strong arms wrap around her body. Debra could feel Robert's hands softly and expertly caress her upper body with one hand squeezing her breast in a steady rhythm while the large fingers of his other hand somehow slipped down inside her jeans to tauntingly stroke her panty covered pussy.
Robert could feel her petite frame buck wildly as he pressed his body against hers with her now shaking body causing a cup to slip from her wet fingers falling the short distance into the water with a 'plop'.
"Wha- what are you doing?" she asked a little surprised and more turned on than she cared to admit.
For now he provided no answer his mind and body steadfast in achieving the goal he had in his desire and lust induced state. His fingers began to fondle her breasts while his other hand deftly undid the button of her jeans to provide more room for his fingers to move and to explore. A soft moan slipped from her rose coloured lips as his hand slid in between the silk like material of her panties and her abdomen, her body reacting with a shiver as the cold front that was his fingers collided with the warm front of the soft wet skin of her pussy.
"No," her voice was raspy, breathless as her hands gripped the edge of the kitchen counter tightly as his fingers slipped inside her sliding in and out slowly and methodically sending spasms of pleasure through her body "Ray.....no." Her unconvincing and short-lived protests soon dissolved into a series of contented soft moans.
"Come on," he replied suggestively "you know you want to....."
Debra looked back at his smiling face letting one hand reach backward to hold onto his torso as her body squirmed about wildly as his fingers increased their speed and penetration. She could not deny it of course he was right, she did want it and she wanted it bad. Her desire for all things sexual had grown unchecked leading her to enjoy some extremely dangerous erotic dalliances over the last few months including one in a local theatre with a surprised usher after she had stormed out of the house alone after another fight with Ray. She felt herself succumbing to Robert like she always did with her will to resist ebbing away as his large fingers worked their magic. Perhaps the most surprising revelation was the undeniable excitement and thrill she found of doing it within hearing and seeing distance of her husband. She discovered that it titillated and intoxicated her no end, at times stretching the boundaries of being caught or discovered to breaking point.
Robert let his fingers slide from her pussy before raising them to her mouth where she wrapped her lips softly around them licking and sucking them clean with relish. For such a large and cumbersome man he dropped to his knees gracefully making practically no sound as his large bulk fell to the floor. His fingers hooked themselves in the top of her tight fitting jeans before sliding them ever so slowly downwards as she thrust he backside out to ease their removal.
Debra spread her legs as wide as she possibly could, her stance limited only by her jeans which hung loose around her ankles. She was forced to quickly cover her mouth with one free hand suppressing a loud moan of delight as he positioned his head between her legs, his fingers roughly pushing the crotch of her panties to one side before her let loose with his tongue and lips. He sat on his backside on the kitchen floor with one hand on the floor for balance, his upper body bent backwards between her legs as his tongue and lips suckled and flicked across her sweet bounty Her body shook deliriously, swinging and shaking so preciously at times she was forced to grab hold of the counter as her legs threatened to give way from under her.
Her line of sight was indeed fortunate to be gazing out of the kitchen window as the shadow first appeared in the corner of her eye before it slowly transformed into the sight of Marie making her way down the path towards the unlocked back door of the house. Her slippery hands fumbled with the latch of the window directly above the sink for what seemed an eternity before it came loose and she pushed the window open. The two separate halves of the window swung outward, one narrowly missing Marie as she strode towards the back door.
"Debra you scared me half to death!," her hand moved involuntarily onto her ample chest to indicate she had been frightened "what the hell are you doing?"
She let her eyes peer down just for a second before she replied taking in the sight of Robert frozen in his tracks between her spread legs with her jeans located around her ankles.
"You can't come in!" Debra blurted out.
