Dee My Brothers Wife Pt 02

DEE - MY BROTHER'S WIFE - PART 2

CHAPTER 1

Dee fixed me up with one of her friends that had visited her at my house and expressed an interest in me. I remembered her. Her name is Lisa. She's about 30. Very pretty. Shoulder length blonde hair, kind of tall for a woman. Maybe 5' 10" or so. But I'm 6 feet tall so that's not an issue. She has a nice body. I had talked to her a little when she had 'visited Dee'. She's very nice and I liked her. Anyway, we double-dated with Randy and Dee. We went to dinner at Outback and bowling afterwards. She slaughtered us at bowling but we had a great time. We went to her apartment afterwards and Randy and Dee went home. We had a couple of drinks and talked some more. We kissed and made out for a while but did not make love. I wanted to take it slow and know that there was more between us than just sex. I know that sounds stupid as hell coming from a man, but Lisa is a nice girl and I don't want to just use her for sex.

The next weekend I went out with Julie, another of Dee's friends. The following week it was Diane. Then Cynthia. They were all nice girls, and all very attractive. I did not sleep with any of them. Which kind of made me wonder what the hell is wrong with me. Not that I know they would have, but I didn't even try. I feel pretty certain that it has something to do with my not being over Connie yet. But I did feel good about dating again, so that's a start. I thanked Dee for setting me up with her friends. Then I called Lisa, the first one, and asked for a second date. She said she would love to. We went to dinner and a play and had a wonderful time together. We went back to her apartment. We were sitting on the couch having coffee and talking. We started making out and kissing. For about 15 minutes we just hugged and kissed. I got pretty excited as Lisa is a very attractive girl. She was wearing a dark blue dress that clung to her body and showed her curves quite nicely. It was short, but not obscenely so. It came to about 6 inches above her knees. It was low enough on the top that I had noticed some cleavage showing. And the back dipped to just above her waist. It was designed to draw attention, and it worked. I had spent a fair amount of time admiring her form in it all evening.

As we kissed I tested the waters. I ran my hands over the bare skin of her back and started kissing her neck. She tilted her head to give me access to her neck and held my head in her hands. She smelled divine and her skin tasted really nice against my lips. When I raised my face back up to hers she smiled and said, "That feels really nice." I kissed her again and let my hands roam a little more. I at last brought my hand up to lightly touch her breast over her dress. I heard her moan into my mouth and she sucked my tongue into her mouth a little harder. That was the green light. I cupped and squeezed her breast for a few minutes as we kissed. Then I dropped my hand to her knee. I rubbed my hand along the exposed nylon encased skin from her knee to the hem of her dress. God, it felt good to be touching a woman's skin again. We kissed and rubbed like this for a few minutes. Then she stood up, took my hand, and said, "Come with me."

I allowed her to lead me into her bedroom. Once there she reached back, unzipped her dress, and let it fall to the floor. She stood there in a slip, pale blue bra, and her shoes. She looked at me and waited. "Your turn."

I unbuttoned my shirt and took it off. I kicked off my shoes and lowered my pants. I stepped out of my pants and pulled my socks off. I now had on only my boxers, with a tent in the front from my erect penis. While I was undressing she had stepped out of her shoes and slid her slip and pantyhose off. She now wore just matching panties and bra. We came together and kissed passionately. I ran my hands all up and down her exquisite body. She pushed her hips against my erect penis which was pressing into her crotch. I reached down and cupped her ass cheeks in my hands and squeezed them. She slid a hand down between us and grasped my cock. She squeezed and fondled it and I slid my hand down into the back of her panties. I felt her bare ass cheeks and ran my fingers up and down the crack between her cheeks. She slid her hand into the top of my underwear and stroked my cock. I was anxious as I had not been with a woman in over 3 years. I know I rushed but I was unable to slow myself down. I pushed her panties downward. While she stood there with her panties at her ankles I reached up and unclasped her bra. Then I stepped back enough to allow room to get it off. She stepped out of her panties and pushed my boxers down. I stepped out of them and we both were naked. She laid down on her bed and said, "I need you. Make love to me."

I laid beside her and kissed her again. I ran my hands all over her body, caressing her breasts and her belly. I slid my hand downwards to her bare pussy. She grasped my hard cock and stroked her hand up and down. I lightly ran my fingers over her pussy lips. They were wet and hot. I worked my finger between the lips and pushed it into her. She moaned into my mouth. She raised up and straddled my torso. She slowly lowered herself onto my more than ready cock. Seems she was just as anxious as I was. She started fucking me slowly. I caressed her tits and squeezed her hard nipples. She increased her speed and reached back to fondle my balls as she fucked me. I could not not last and blasted my load into her as she continued to impale herself on my cock.

"I'm sorry I came so quickly. It's been a long time since I was with a woman and I couldn't hold back."

"That's okay. Maybe you can finish me another way?"

"Oh yeah. Love to."

She spun around and straddled my face. She lowered her pussy to my mouth and I gladly started licking and kissing her wet, hot cunt. She moved her hips back and forth over my mouth and moaned and sighed. I heard her say, "Oh yeah. That's it. Lick me. Your tongue feels so good." I ate her with a gusto. She tasted wonderful. She smelled wonderful. I stuck my tongue into her and worked it around. I found her clit and worked it with my tongue. She squealed. "Oh yes! That's the spot. Right there." I nibbled at her clit with my teeth and she screamed and came. I felt her juices running out and into my mouth. I continued to lick and lap at her pussy until she was done. As her orgasm subsided she relaxed and sat still on my face. I licked off the remaining juices. They tasted wonderful. Then she rolled over onto the bed beside me.

She said, "That was amazing. I haven't made love in a while either. Not as long as you maybe, but longer than I like. I needed that. Thank you."

"No. Thank you. I'm sorry I was so quick. But, like I said, it's been a long time and I couldn't hold back. Hopefully there will be a next time, and I promise it will be better."

"As far as I'm concerned there will be a next time. And it WAS good. A little quick perhaps, but satisfying. I'm happy if you are."

"Oh yeah. I'm happy."

CHAPTER 2

Lisa and I saw each other several times over the next month. And made love on several of those occasions. And it was immensely better than the first time. Not that the first time was bad, it wasn't. But it was quick. The times after we took our time to enjoy each other. And to make certain our partner got what they needed and wanted. We usually ended up having at least 2 orgasms, sometimes more for her. I'm only able to do it twice unless I wait a couple of hours.

One time after our lovemaking we were laying in bed talking. Lisa mentioned that she kind of felt bad for Dee because her husband wouldn't go down on her. I asked what she meant. She said, "Yeah. That's what Diane told me that Cynthia told her. That Randy wouldn't do oral."

"You've got to be shittin' me! I never heard of such a thing. Who wouldn't do that!? I don't believe it."

"I'm just repeating what I was told. I hope it's not true."

"Shit! I'm gonna ask him. Something's wrong with that dude if it's true."

"Maybe I shouldn't have said anything. I assumed you knew. If it's true that is. I figured you guys talk about it. I know we girls do. But Dee never has come to think of it."

"No. You're fine. But no, we've never discussed it. Guys do talk about it. But Randy and I haven't."

Randy and I were grilling Sunday afternoon. Dee and Lisa had gone to the store to get beer, hamburger buns, and a few other things. I brought up the subject of sex. I started telling him how great it was to be back in the saddle again. I told him the sex with Lisa was fantastic. And I told him I owe Dee for introducing us and getting me to start dating again. "That's a great girl you got there. You hit the jackpot."

"Yeah, I did. She IS great."

"So. You've never mentioned anything about your sex life. Is she a tiger in bed? Or a lamb?"

"I'm not really one to discuss my sex life. Never have been."

"Yeah. I know. Now me, when I get a hot piece of ass, I want everybody to know. I like talking about it. Like how when I'm down there licking and kissing her honeypot, she screams her head off. And she cums buckets full. How about Dee? Is she a screamer? Does she really get off when you suck her clit?"

"I don't really do that."

"Don't really do what?"

"What you said."

"What?"

"You know. What you said. About licking and kissing. Down there."

"Wait. What? You mean you don't lick or kiss her pussy?"

"Yeah. I mean no. I don't do that. I don't really want to talk about it."

"Are you seriously telling me that you don't go down on your wife!!?"

"No. I don't."

"Why!!?"

"I don't know. It just seems... dirty... or something."

"Dude! There ain't nothing dirty about it. And she's your wife. It's okay to do it. And it drives them wild. They love it. How does she feel about it? I mean, don't she want you to?"

"She's asked. But I told her I don't do that and she's okay with it."

"Damn. I don't believe this. Do you think it's dirty when she goes down on you?"

"We don't do that either. She said she would but I won't let her."

"Holy shit! Why!? Help me understand this."

"Well. You know how they teach you from the time you're a child to wash your hands after using the bathroom?"

"Yeahhh?"

"Well, there's a reason for that. There's germs there. If you have to wash those germs off of your hands, I damn sure don't want to be putting my mouth there. And don't want her doing it either."

"Holy fuck! Dude, you need some serious help. I mean it. That's some fucked up thinking right there. You need to see a therapist or something. I mean, I could see thinking like that with a prostitute or something. Or someone you just met and don't really know yet. But your own wife!? That's fuckin' nuts!"

"I don't want to discuss it anymore."

"But.."

"I said I don't want to discuss it. Now drop it! End of discussion."

"Okay. Okay."

The girls got back right at that moment. I was in a state of shock. What Lisa had heard was true. Unbelievable, but true. We finished our grilling, ate our burgers, had a few beers, then Lisa and I sat down to watch a movie and Randy and Dee retired to their room. I told Lisa that I had found out from Randy that what she had heard about their sex life was true. "Oh my God. That poor girl," she said. "She don't know what she's missing."

"I assume she does know. I mean, I'm sure she's had it done to her before they got married. He said she's okay with it, but I have a hard time believing that. I mean, I love it. Everybody I know loves it. But I guess there are some people who don't. Not everybody's alike."

"I know. It's hard to believe. But to each his own, I guess."

CHAPTER 3

A couple of weeks later I ran into Lisa at Lowe's with another guy. I stopped and talked, wondering if it was her brother, or a friend, or somebody I should be concerned about. She introduced him as Tony, but didn't say who he was or what he was to her. Only that she would call me later. When she called later she said she was sorry. That Tony was her ex boyfriend. They had broken up, but now he was back and wanted to get back together. She apologized again and said that she was going to give him another chance. I was angry and disappointed. I wasn't in love with her but I did have strong feelings and had felt that there could possibly be a future for us. But she shattered that notion.

I told Randy and Dee that evening. Dee got mad about it. She said Lisa had been back and forth with this guy a dozen times. That he was a 'piece of you know what'. That Lisa had said this last time that it truly was the last time, that she'd never go back again. But now here she was doing just that. "I'm sorry," she said to me. "I believed her. If I didn't think she meant it I never would have set you 2 up. I hate to see you hurt."

"It's not your fault. And I'm okay. I truly did like her, but if she's not over him then I'm glad I found out now."

"I'm a little reluctant to ask this, but do you want me to ask one of my other friends?"

"No. Thanks. But I think I'll lay low for a while. But who knows? I might give Cynthia or Diane a call again. They're both really nice girls. That is if they're still free. And interested."

CHAPTER 4

I did lay low for a while. I didn't call either one of the girls, or anybody else. I just puttered around the house like I used to. Only now I was a little more content. I knew now that there was life on the other side of losing Connie. And I knew that I would someday meet someone that I would want to share my life with.

One evening while Randy was at work Dee and I were having our supper. Somehow the conversation turned to when Lisa and I had been dating. She expressed her sorrow again for fixing me up with someone that wasn't really available. I told her not to worry about it. That at least it had jumpstarted me and got me dating again, and for that I was grateful.

She said, a little slyly, "You know? Lisa said the sex was awesome when you 2 were together."

"Well. Yeah. It was."

"It's good to know you had an outlet for pent-up frustration, even if it was short lived."

"Yeah. It helped tremendously. And now I know there are more women available out there. Thank you for that."

"My pleasure. Can I ask you something kind of personal?"

"I guess that depends on what it is. You ask and I'll answer if I can."

"Well. The thing is... Shoot, this is embarrassing."

"Hey. I was the one embarrassed a while back. Remember? Now it's your turn."

"Okay. Well. When you and Lisa were together she told me all about the sex. About you ummm... going down on her." Dee was really red faced now and looking down at the floor. "And my other girlfriends talk about it with their husbands or boyfriends, or whatever."

"Yeah. It's perfectly normal and natural. It's nothing to be embarrassed about. Maybe a little embarrassing to talk about between you and I, but it's okay,"

"Well. What I was wondering is... do you have any idea why Randy won't do it?"

"To tell you the truth I only recently found out, from Lisa, that he wouldn't. She heard it through one of your other friends. Anyway, I did bring the subject up with him to find out if it was true and he admitted that he doesn't do that. I'm sorry. He gave me some cockamamie bullshit about it being dirty and possibly getting germs or something. I don't quite buy it."

"He told me the same thing when I asked. I've tried to bring it up a couple of times but he just won't do it. I just always wondered if something happened that turned him against it or something. Did he ever do it?"

"I don't know. We never discussed it. And I don't know if anything ever happened or not. I never heard of anything."

"Okay. Thanks for talking to me about it. I always wanted to try it but I guess it'll never happen."

"Wait. What do you mean you always wanted to try it?"

"I always hear friends talking about how good it feels and how many times they get off doing it and stuff. So I just always wanted to do it but Randy won't."

"Are you telling me you've never... you know... had a man go down on you?"

Shame faced and embarrassed she said, "No. I haven't."

"How is that even possible? No one before Randy ever did it either?"

"No. There were only 2 before him and they were both a one time thing that was intercourse only. And not all that good."

"So you never did it to a man either?"

"I hate to admit it, but no, I haven't."

"Damn! Unbelievable." She was sitting there embarrassed as hell. Red faced and not knowing what to say. "Don't be embarrassed about it. There's nothing wrong with you. It's nothing to be ashamed of. And you say Randy refuses to do it?"

"Yeah. I don't even ask anymore. I know he won't."

"Shit, Dee. I don't know what to tell you. I can't change his mind. I tried but he didn't want to talk about it. I'm sorry you've missed out on experiencing the pleasure of it."

"Well thanks for talking to me. I just thought maybe you knew what turned him against it."

"No. Sorry. Can't help you there."

We finished our meal and cleaned up then she went to her room and I went to watch TV.

CHAPTER 5

I couldn't get the thought of Randy never eating pussy out of my mind. And Dee never having been eaten. It was unbelievable. I couldn't wrap my mind around it. I've heard a couple of guys say that they didn't particularly like it but they did it to please their wife or girlfriend, but even that is rare. I would expect those rare ones to be ones with really obese or disgusting wives. Or they didn't bathe or something. I don't know. It's just bizarre. And Dee is a very attractive girl. Very pretty, with a great body.

I was at Mom and Dad's the following weekend. Dad and I were outside tinkering with his motorcycle. We had always been able to talk openly and freely. About anything. I knew Mom and Dad had always had an active sex life because I used to hear them sometimes. And I felt pretty sure they still did because of some of the looks they gave each other and the remarks they made sometimes. So I felt pretty comfortable bringing up the subject of sex. "Dad, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, son. What is it?"

"Well, it's about Randy. I heard from one of Dee's friends that Dee said that Randy won't go down on her. I asked him and he confirmed it. And from what her friend told me and some things I've heard Dee say I'm afraid it's endangering his marriage. And Dee is good for him. I'd hate to see him lose her. You know what they say, 'Show me a man who doesn't go down on his wife and I'll show you a soon to be divorced man.'"

"Yeah. I've heard that said several different ways. And also if the husband doesn't do it another man will."

"Right. Do you know anything about why he won't? Has he ever said anything? Did something happen? I just don't get it."

"Shit. Alright. Sit down and I'll tell you. Let me get a beer first. Want one?"

"Yeah. Thanks."

We opened our beers and sat in a couple of lawn chairs. "What I'm going to tell you never leaves here. Got it?" I agreed. "We promised Randy we would never tell anyone, including you. But hopefully this will shed some light on it for you. You remember the old house we used to live in?" When I said yeah he continued. "And do you remember the woman that lived next door?"

"Sure. Miss nuthouse."

"Yeah. It was Newhouse, but I knew you kids all called her nuthouse. And she was nuts. You remember when you got back from college and she wasn't there anymore?" I said I did and he went on. "Well, while you were away Randy was outside shooting hoops one day and she called for him to come over and help her with something. He was 14 at the time. He went into her house and she made him... do things to her. She made him lay down and she sat on his face and told him to lick her. While he was doing it she... dammit. I hate to think about it. She shit and pissed on his face."