Thank you, angel love, for editing this story for me.
I started this story a long time ago after reading a story called 'Brotherly Love' written by suegsusan. Although this story can stand alone, I highly recommend reading this authors' story for a full scope of what has happened and for the writing quality displayed. I thank this author for her written consent and give full credit for story foundation and main character development. However, I just couldn't let the husband 'go out like that!' This story motivated me to write and I wrote this FICTION the way I felt. I am neither 'blood thirsty and hell bound on revenge' nor am I 'a cuckold advocate'. I do NOT write with the idea that my fiction MUST reflect real life at all times. I like twists and turns in a story, so I recommend reading all chapters without trying to predetermine where I am going with it. I write for entertainment value and hope I at least succeed in that.
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Phil opened his eyes to the sounds of Ashley cooing through the baby monitor on Jennifer's night stand and figured he would use this private time to see Jeanne. He got up, went to the bathroom and then went to Ashley's room.
He silently opened the door to a sight that mesmerized him. Jeanne was holding and bottle feeding Ashley in the rocking chair, wearing her pink oversized T-shirt, her lips pressed to the top of Ashley's head. Phil stood at the door watching the sunlight through the window illuminate her smooth, toned and crossed legs.
"My God!" Phil whispered. She looked up at him and smiled. "You look stunning! So maternal! Beautiful!" Still smiling, Jeanne winked at him and gently bit her bottom lip as she continued rocking her niece.
"Want me to take her?" Phil asked out of courtesy.
"No, sweetie, that's OK. I love babies! And this one is so sweet."
"Huh? Did I just hear what I thought I heard? Or, was I dreaming?" Jennifer thought, waking up to the sounds on the monitor. "Is Phil coming on to my sister? I must be just hearing things." She rolled back over and dozed back to sleep.
Phil went to the kitchen to get some coffee after getting the morning paper off the lawn, and headed out to the back porch. He reflected on last night. Everything was going perfectly. He emptied his cup and went back to get a refill of coffee.
Jeanne was at the kitchen window gazing at the beautiful morning and enjoying her coffee when she felt hands on her hips and a chest against her back.
"Good morning, Stud." she greeted with a smile. Phil's lips on her neck were giving her goose bumps.
"Good morning, how did you sleep?" Phil asked.
"Like a baby! But from the sounds of things I bet you slept good!" Complimenting him on his performance.
"Was it what you expected?"
"Oh, so much better! You wore Jennifer out. Made me kind of envious of her."
"Why envious?" Phil asked playfully innocent. His cock was now erect.
"You know damn well why?" she answered, rubbing her ass slowly against his rigidity.
"No, tell me!" Now, teasing her.
She just blushed and remained silent. Phil wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her tummy, pulling her closer.
"Tell me"
"I can't."
"Why not?" He removed one hand and unbuttoned his shorts, pulling out his rock hard cock and placing it between her legs, on her panties, rubbing the head against her clit.
She closed her legs, holding him there instinctively. "Oh Phil.... Why are you doing this? You know it can't go anywhere; I don't want to hurt my sister. We need to stop this!" But her excited breathing betrayed her efforts.
"Come on, tell me! Why are you envious? Then I'll stop!" He said, getting the hang of this teasing thing.
"I'm hot for you," she said, barely whispering.
"What was that?"
She pushed his arms away, stepped away and turned to him. "Because I'm hot for you! I wanted to tease and flirt with you and it backfired, OK? Baby, I'm on fire, and we can't do anything about it. And she can fuck you anytime she wants. That's why I'm envious, OK? I'm not hot for just any man; I'm hot for you!" Phil reached for her, pulling her close and she wrapped her arms around his neck and hungrily kissed him, exploring his mouth while stroking his pulsing manhood.
"Oh God.... No!" she said sharply. "I'm sorry Phil, I shouldn't have done that...this isn't right!" She pulled away quickly and ran to her room, shutting the door. Phil buttoned up his pants, grinning.
Later on that afternoon, Jeanne was packing to head home while Jennifer sat on the bed talking to her. "I had this weird dream this morning...That Phil was trying to seduce you and talked to you like you were his girlfriend."
Jeanne thought she was going to have a heart attack. "Yeah, that IS weird. Must be from the euphoria you were experiencing last night," Jeanne said teasingly, trying not to look guilty.
"You heard us? Well, yeah, I guess you did...sorry, Jeanne, I guess I got a little excited."
"Yeah, I guess you were, kinda got me excited too. It's been a while!"
"Oh Jeanne, I'm so sorry. Now I feel bad."
"Don't be, I understand. I can get that way too." She smiled reassuringly at her. "One thing I wanted to say, though...Take care of that man, Jennifer. He is a doll! He seems like a wonderful husband."
"All and all, he is. We have our good days and bad days, but we make it work."
"Well, I hope I'm one day lucky enough to land a man like him."
Jennifer got up to hug her, "Oh honey, you will. Look at you. You are a beautiful woman, any man would be lucky to have you!"
Jennifer walked her to her car and Jeanne returned home without saying goodbye to Phil...
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Confession to Jeanne!
Monday morning, Phil went to see Tom at his office for his "check-up."
"Well, buddy, how are things going?" Tom asked.