Ellie Pt 03

A few evenings later I got a call asking if it would be ok for a visit the next day as there was something she wanted to ask me, so I wasn't surprised to see their car pull up just after lunch but I was surprised when she got out, said something to him through the open door and then saw him drive off again.

I opened the door before she reached it and she swept past me into the hall with a 'Hello, I need to talk to you.'

'Oh hello Ellie........nice to see you again......how are you?.......Heard from the kids recently?!' I said loudly to her receding back as she made for the kitchen.

'What?....Oh yes.....Hello Ellie.'

'Sorry about that but I need to ask if you will do something for me.'

'Why did Michael drive off? Has he finally seen sense and dumped you?!'

An icy glare accompanied her response.

'No he hasn't!' then her manner softened, 'but I need to talk to you in private so I've sent him into town to pick up some shopping.'

We chatted more normally as I made some tea then I sat at the table opposite her. She seemed a little agitated and anxious and kept glancing at the closed front door.

'Ok, what's so private and urgent?'

For the first time in a very long time she suddenly looked a bit sheepish.

"Look.....don't jump down my throat but......Dan has asked me to go away with him to a long weekend yoga seminar.'

She looked warily at me as if I was going to explode.

'Dan being the lover of the moment I presume?'

She stared at me looking for any sign of disapproval.

'Ok......so?' I shrugged my shoulders

She took a deep breath.

"Well.....it's Michael.'

'What about him?'

'I don't want him sitting at home fretting about things.......so I was wondering......'

She looked round the kitchen then back at me. Then in a rush and with a reddening face she almost blurted out 'I was wondering if you might ask him to do a bit of decorating.....or if there was anything you needed fixing.'

I could see and feel the apprehension in her comment. In all honesty though she was right, several years without a mans presence had left a few things that needed doing, a jambed window, a wonky wardrobe door and several other bits and pieces. A lick of paint here and there wouldn't go amiss either.

'He's very good at things like that,' she went on rather urgently, 'and I'm sure he'd enjoy doing it.'

He'd enjoy a lot of other things too I thought to myself.

'Have you discussed this with him at all?' I asked, 'I mean about you being away for the weekend?'

'Well.... I've mentioned it a couple of times but he hasn't said anything,' she hesitated, 'in fact as soon as I started to talk about it last time he got up and walked out of the room. I don't think he is very happy about me going.'

'I'm not surprised, he probably knows exactly what you are up to.'

She looked at me knowing what I said was pretty accurate.

'You really want to go don't you.'

She nodded. 'It will be good to learn new things and practices.'

I laughed out loud.

'Oh come on Deb, we both know you are going for the sex and not the yoga! I know you too well.'

She at least had the decency to blush but her lack of response didn't deny it.

'How long is this 'long weekend'?'

'Friday to Monday so we would have to leave here Thursday afternoon and get back about lunchtime on Tuesday.'

'So I was wondering if he could come over here on a couple of days to do things for you?'

I looked at her and thought for a minute.

'So what you are saying is that you want me to be a distraction for him while you are merrily fucking your brains out with Don or Dan whatever his name is?'

She didn't say anything but just kept looking straight at me, her cheeks bright red now.

I thought about it before I answered her. It wasn't often that opportunities like this arose, to get one over on my overbearing and somewhat arrogant sister and to take my relationship with Michael to a mutually enjoyable level.

'Ok, I'll do it!'

The surprise on her face was priceless. 'Really?!' Clearly not the response she was expecting

'But only on two conditions though.'

'Yes?'

'That he comes and stays here from the Thursday to the Tuesday..........and you are fully aware that I shall be fucking him as often as I can get his cock hard!'

This time it was the shock on her face that was priceless.

She stared at me, mouth and eyes wide open. 'WHAT?!!!'

'You can't do that!! He's my husband.' she shouted. 'No way!!'

'He's your husband alright but how long have you been ignoring his needs while getting yours satisfied elsewhere?!' I went on. 'When was the last time you fucked or even sucked him? Wanked him off? In fact had any intimacy with him at all?!'

She hesitated before lurching into me again.

'That doesn't matter and it's none of your business!.......He's mine and you will do nothing of the sort with him!'

'You are a bloody selfish hypocrite Deborah!' I shouted back at her, 'just looking out for yourself and ignoring the man who has given you a pretty good life!'

'You expect him to sit patiently at home while you go off to your 'yoga' every week knowing deep down that is not all you are up to, and now to blatantly disappear with your lover for, what is it, 5 nights and have him do some menial stuff around my home as compensation? Come off it!'

'Eleanor you cannot and will not have sex with Michael!' Each word enforced with her fist thumping the table.

I sat back.

'Ok. Well it looks as if you have three choices. one, scrap the weekend, don't go. I'm sure Den won't have any difficulty finding your replacement......and probably a younger one at that. Two, go and leave Michael stewing at home and wonder what his reaction will be when you return.....if he is still there. Or three, accept my terms and have the sort of weekend you are so desperate for.'

'You really are a bitch Ellie! And his name is DAN!!'

I stood up. 'I think you had better go now and think about it and decide what you want to do.' I looked out of the window. 'I think Michael is back.' I suddenly felt quite evil. "Do you want to call him in so we can discuss it all together?!'

'FUCK YOU!!'

She stormed down the hall and through the front door slamming it behind her.

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To be honest I was quite upset at the way things had gone but there were things that needed to be said. She had been cheating on a lovely man, cuckolding him for a long time, and I strongly suspected this wasn't the first time. I had no regrets about laying down my conditions and now had no expectation that I would be hearing from her or Michael for a long time. But underneath it all she was still my sister.

Things were quiet for a few days and I heard no more from her, then suddenly one morning the phone rang. It was a number I didn't recognise so I was a little wary in my response.

'Hello?'

'Hello Ellie, it's Michael.'

'Michael?...........Hello.........I didn't think I would be hearing from you at all.'

'Yes......well things are a bit strained here at the moment. What have you said to Debbie? She seems pretty mad at the moment.....very moody. She was spitting nails when I picked her up the other day. Is it to do with this weekend yoga thingy she's going on?'

I didn't know how to answer that. After a long pause I started to say

'Well.........'

'She said something about coming over to see you while she is away to do some decorating and fixing a few things. She said you had asked her.'

Wow, the bitch! Another long pause.

'She's having an affair with this bloke isn't she.'

I really didn't want to answer that but my long pause told him pretty much what he wanted to know.

'I knew it. The signs have been there for a while but then they stopped and I thought it was finished.'

I had a good idea what he was talking about but asked him anyway.

'Her panties. I picked up on it accidentally a while ago and have been keeping an eye on them ever since. For a while they were quite wet and sticky after her classes and I know how she used to be when we were together so I guessed she was getting turned on a lot, or more, while she was out.'

'Then it stopped and I breathed a sigh of relief. I know what she is like but I don't want to lose her.'

So she had listened to me. I suddenly felt bad for him.

'Look Michael, why don't you come over and we can talk and I can show you some things that need fixing here.'

'OK can I come over now? She is out for most of the day.'

He arrived about an hour later looking a bit crestfallen and unhappy. We sat and had a cup of tea and talked.

'I am so sorry this is happening Michael but yes, she is having an affair.' I said softly. I leaned across and put my hand over his. 'I did warn her off but she took no notice........'

We sat in silence for a minute as he stared out of the window at the rather unkempt garden.

'Looks as if you need some help out there as well.' he muttered distractedly.

'How long?'

I shrugged my shoulders. 'A little while I think.'

He went quiet again for a couple of minutes.

'I do love her you know,' he said softly, 'but it's difficult at times. Is it serious?'

I shook my head slowly.

'She says it's just the sex.......it's new and thrilling...... but I think he may be tiring of her....she sounded a little desperate last week like if she didn't go there would be someone taking her place.'

He laughed dryly

'You could almost feel sorry for her couldn't you.' he said sarcastically.

Actually, at that moment, I felt quite pleased with her. Her desperation to be with Den (or Don or Dan) had overwhelmed her feelings about me and her husband having sex so I was gong to take full advantage of it. I suppose I should have felt guilty about what I intended to do but then I thought about all the lovers she had had behind his back over many years, and didn't feel so bad.

'Right then,' he said suddenly getting up, 'want to show me what needs doing?'

I took him round each room and showed him what needed attention which was a surprising amount as he spotted things that I hadn't noticed and added them to the list he was compiling. I deliberately avoided the bathroom as I didn't feel it was the right time to remind or confront him of his previous pleasures in there, but all that went for nothing when we went into the bedroom.

The bed was unmade as usual and there were a few clothes scattered around awaiting collection for the washing machine, but on the floor beside the bed were the black knickers I had taken off when I got up that I had been wearing since yesterday morning. And yes, I had masturbated in bed the previous night.

He saw them then glanced at me before looking at them again, his face blushing as he did. I think we were both a bit embarrassed so I busied myself collecting al the strewn clothes leaving the panties to last. His eyes followed them as I picked them up and on impulse I held them out to him. He hesitated then looking straight at me he slowly took them from my hand his face now bright red.

'Why don't you enjoy yourself Michael,' I said softly, 'I think you should.'

He looked at me for a few seconds then turned to walk out of the room.

'Where are you going?' I asked softly.

He turned and said 'To the bathroom.......if that's ok?'

It was my turn to blush deeply now.

'I was rather hoping you would do it here.'

I almost regretted saying it but the sudden sensation between my thighs spurred me on. 'I would love to watch you,' barely audibly, 'to see you do it...........'

'I don't know if I can.....'he said softly and hesitantly.

I dropped the clothes I was holding and took the panties from his hand. Turning them inside out I pulled the gusset open leg-hole to leg-hole and exposed fully the thick, still slightly damp, streak of off-white discharge, wider in the middle where it had been against my cunt and narrowing to either end for the length of my slit. Against the dark material it contrasted beautifully.

'God!' he whispered, his eyes riveted on it and his face bright red.

'Go on Michael.....just for me....please?' I said softly offering him the panties. He just looked at them then at me so stepping closer I raised the still stretched crotch towards his face.

'Go on.....smell....' he leaned forward until his nose was an inch away from them, '.....that's from me.......'

His eyes closed as he sniffed long and deeply and I gently pressed the material to his nose.

'Is it good?'

'Fuck!' he whispered as he opened his eyes to look straight at me. He took them from me and holding them against his face he began to lick my cream.

'Oh god Michael.....' was all I could manage. I pressed my hand to my crotch over my skirt and could feel the juice that had started inside me was now starting to leak into my panties. I could feel my face starting to get red and my nipples harden and show their points through my top. I rarely wear a bra indoors.

With one hand holding the crotch to his face, his other hand was now clasping the front of his trousers where a prominent bulge was starting to show.

'Please Michael......'I said softly and his eyes opened. He looked straight at me for a second or two then down to my very obviously aroused nipples then at my hand movements lower down.

'If you do.......I will too.' I breathed.

Again he looked at me for a few seconds and I nodded at him.

'Ok....' and put the panties on the bed before undoing his belt and fly zip. He shucked his shoes off and let his trousers fall to the floor.

He was wearing ordinary boxers which were already beginning to bulge slightly the front over his prick. He looked at me steadily as he lowered them and I guessed this was the first time he had exposed himself to anyone but his wife for a very long time. I looked straight at him and nodded slowly as his pants descended then looked down at his cock. It was already thickening and getting longer then it started to lift and his foreskin pulled back a little exposing his hole.

'Mmmmm' I breathed.

When he was fully erect it stuck out horizontally from his thick bush of darkish hair and I could see some prominent veins along it's length. It was average length, about 6 inches, and not overly fat but his helmet was bigger than the shaft even with his skin retracted which it now was. He just looked at me looking at it fearful of some disparaging comment but I looked up at him and softly told him it was lovely.

He looked relieved and reached for the panties again and arranged the soiled crotch uppermost in his hand before raising them to his face and reaching for his cock. As he breathed in the aroma of my cunt and dried piss his eyes closed and he started wanking in earnest. I watched for a little while all the time making encouraging noises which spurred him on, thrusting his cock forward as he wanked it, and I could feel my moisture push more quickly through my now swollen lips into my knickers.

I clasped myself then quickly loosened my skirt and let it fall followed by hooking my thumbs into my knickers and pushing them down to join my skirt. The gusset was caught in my slit and as it freed and fell the glistening material showed how turned on I had become. What also became very apparent was the smell from my crotch. I had not washed or showered for a couple of days and there was a thick heavy and quite fishy aroma from between my thighs.

I started rubbing myself standing in front of him beside the bed and his eyes were riveted to what my hand was doing. I could see he was now licking the gusset avidly and on impulse I lifted my foot up onto the bed so my crotch was opened to his gaze. We just watched each other for a moment or two then, pushing myself forward, I pulled my lips apart with both hands so he could see my pink opening through my hair and how wet I was. As I did this I could feel a little drip of juice start to make it's way down my inner thigh.

The aroma from my open lips was quite strong now and I began to feel awkward.

'Let me go and have a quick wash.' I said softly.

'No!' he said sharply, then more softly ' no.....please don't.' He looked at me embarrassedly as if he had admitted something shameful. 'Please?'

I nodded and pushed myself more forward.

'May I?' he asked softly indicating my crotch.

Again I nodded and he bent forward until his face was inches away from my cunt. I could feel more fluid slowly running down my thigh and wondered how long it had been since he had been like this with his wife.....if ever. She was always so well turned out I doubted she ever let herself get into this condition.....at least with Michael.

Suddenly he was on his knees and, grasping my bum with both hands, pulled my crotch into his face. I felt his nose against the top of my slit then his tongue probing it earnestly. The sounds he was making between my thighs were disgustingly erotic, soft snuffling moans as he sought the full flavours of my aroma and juice.

His unexpected attack caused me to lose balance and I fell back onto the bed with my legs wide open and it was an instinctive reaction to grab hold of his head and pull it into me as he ate my cunt deeply.

What happened next was inevitable. I have always been able to go from zero to orgasm in a very short time if the circumstances are there.....and they were.

I came. Hard.

I was jerking and gasping, head pushed back down into the bed, thrusting my hips so hard he had to hold me tight. Giving myself over entirely to the onslaught between my thighs, holding his face tight to me as I sensed more than felt more juice pouring through my swollen lips into his mouth.

Afterwards I couldn't remember having cum so intensely for a very long time but the fact that Michael was part of the family albeit not a blood relative, made it so special.

I flopped back on the bed and pushed his head away from me, I just couldn't take any more. He got up and picked the panties up again and started to lick them while wanking his rigid cock earnestly. His whole face was glistening from my juice even his ears that had been sandwiched by my thighs as I orgasmed, and high up onto his forehead nearly into his thinning hairline.

I pushed myself up and pulled him towards me and suddenly engulfed his penis, wet and slippery with his precum, with my mouth. He grunted and jerked in surprise then removed his hand and I filled my mouth with it tonguing the sensitive underside of his helmet. I clasped his buttocks and one of my fingers found his arsehole, just teasing it, and I felt his hands on my head as he started fucking my face.

It was a matter of seconds before he went still then I felt and tasted his spunk as it pulsed onto my tongue. He was grunting and jerking softly as more and more flowed out of him until he was completely empty then I swallowed it. The slightly acidic metallic flavour was all the more special knowing who it had come from.

He pulled away then sat down heavily on the bed beside me. We both sat in silence for a little while recovering from what had just happened and getting our breath back. He looked at me guiltily but I smiled at him.

'I'm so sorry Ellie.......that shouldn't have happened.' he muttered apologetically getting up. 'I got carried away.'

'Oh yes it should,' I said, 'we needed it.' I paused. 'We both knew or hoped it would happen one day.'

'It's never been like that with Debbie.'

I pulled him back to sit down and turning his face towards me gently kissed him, his face smelt strongly of me, and was very sticky. I didn't know if he was upset because of the intensity of his actions or that he had shown how much my condition had aroused him.

I sought to reassure him.

'Look Michael,' I began softly, 'everything that just happened was wonderful. I'm just sorry I didn't have time to freshen up.'

He looked at me sharply