Sis and My Sex Vacation to Dr

Sis and I go on sex vacation to the DR Part 1.

We, Ginny Syvrud my twin sister and me Tammy Jensen, both former cheerleaders for the Seahawks, currently both of us were married to doctors (boring) plus the assholes literally fucked any twenty something nurse or patient within their fuck poles proximity. Ginny's dipshit was an oby/gyn and mine was a plastic surgeon.

It all started for us when our kids were toddlers, conferences with their phone turned off. I was served with a paternity suit, that said since I was nursing twins, my husband and his office receptionist were in love and had a separate domicile (must be 1/2 mine) and that we had an open marriage and it happened with my knowledge.

I was nursing Tina and Jilly that morning.

Ginny was holding little Dougie and Garry.

I was twenty three, we had hooked up when I was twenty on the Seahawks owner's boat. I was on the pill but Beano's very long skinny dick destroyed my cervix, over and over again during those three days. Beano and a special team's players were inside me at the same time, now that defined feeling stuffed.

Beano fucked me for weeks on end and he had stamina, so the loves of my life were my little girls.

Beano said he was sorry, but he had needs and the chick was a stone cold fox. So he bought her a house in Wallingford, pretty nice area. He split time between there and said it was the right thing to do. My dad liked watching Star Trek and forced us to watch it with him when we were little. Beano reminded me of Mr. Spock, it sort of sounded like English words but it didn't make sense, like he was trying hypnotize me with bullshit.

I talked to Dad's lawyer friend and he suggested that I make Beano sign a post nuptial agreement where I would get one million bucks if he has any more kids with the bitch and it named her and where she lived. I did own half of it. Beano was all over it and signed it.

Time went by, all four of our babies were in the high school. I had wanted more kids but our love life had slowed down, I had quit the pill and wanted it to happen, but nothing.

I thought that was it, things seemed to have cooled down. I drove by the place in Wallingford, it's a three bedroom, nice remodel and has a view of Lake Union and South Lake Union and both Capitol Hill and Queen Anne Hill. I parked and decided to go talk to her, woman to woman. Thirty feet of concrete stairs and I was huffing I was thirty seven. I rang the doorbell and this young Asian couple answered the door.

I said, "Does Jeannette Swensen own this home?"

The wife said, "We bought it from her maybe six years ago.

I said, "Sorry to bother you."

I had a terrible cold feeling take over. I called Ginny and relayed what had transpired. She said call Feinberg, he helped you before. Nigel Feinberg our dad's old friend.

He picked right up and I told him what was going on.

"How much property do you and Beano own?"

"Just our home on Bigelow."

"The Bigelow home you own in a trust, that is all yours. He sold a place in Wallingford district in 2017. He owns, wait is his first name Baldwin?"

"Yes it is."

Since 2004 he has properties all over Seattle. Two Condos down by Pike Place Market, Two adjacent homes twenty four oh eight and twenty four twelve eighty first northwest. There's two other large homes in fraternity row just north of Fiftieth.

What is Ginny's husband's name?

"Michael."

"He has a place across the street from the two on eighty first street northwest.

"Thank you Nigel, are you in tomorrow, "I asked, "Okay thanks."

I called Ginny and asked if she would go on a field trip with me immediately. We left in my old 1990 Blue Isuzu Trooper, Ginny has a 1989 one. Daddy was obsessed with them and rebuilt them for us and mom.

I drove across the Ballard Bridge and up fifteenth Northwest and turned left on Market and right on twenty fourth and left on eighty first and parked the wrong way and got out and motioned Ginny to follow.

It was a big house, early 1900s. I knocked on the door. A tall teenage girl in jeans and sweats, barefoot opened the door with raised eyebrows.

"Hi is Jeannette home?"

"No mom doesn't get home on Wednesday, because of parent hours at her school.

Daddy's home though, do you want to talk to him?"

"Daddy there's some of mom's friends here."

Beano walked out of the kitchen with a mug in his hand and stopped.

I asked the girl, "How many sisters to you have?"

"Three younger sisters and a baby brother. Do you know my dad, Beano?"

"Yes, yes I do. He's my husband."

I pointed to a picture over the fireplace that was a wedding picture of Beano and Jeannette, and said, "Beano where did you and Jeannette get married?"

His daughter answered, "Cabo San Lucas fifteen years ago, I was a little early."

"When did you and daddy get divorced?"

"To my knowledge we have not yet, but that's a technicality. Sorry to bother you."

I turned and gathered Ginny's arm for support and she closed the door.

"How about that, " I said, "Michael owns that house across the street, "pointing at it.

"Isn't that his Volvo there the station wagon?"

"It sure as fuck is."

There was a stairway flanked by a rock bulkhead. Up we went and the door was ajar, so I said, "Helloooo!"

High heels tapping on a hardwood floor came to us and the door pulled back.

A very tall, very pregnant thirty six week or more red headed model, opened the door and stared at us with her mouth open in shock staring at us.

Ginny said, "Are you Michael Syvrud's wife?"

She nodded, still had not said anything.

"Your first, "Ginny said, pointing at her belly."

She said, "Fourth."

I said, "Can we come in just for a second, we both need some water. It's been a very bad day for us."

She turned and went for water.

She gave us glasses of water and said, "Please sit down. I've always wanted to meet you, but it's awkward, meeting the ex-wife and I did not want to cause some pain, Michael just said there were differences."

"When and where did you get married?"

"Cabo, fifteen years ago double marriage with Beano and Jeannette. Can I ask about the umm differences?"

Ginny said, "Well as far as we knew up until the last thirty minutes, we did not know that you and Jeannette were married to Beano and Michael. In fact as far as we know, we still are. I suspect that will unravel shortly. You guys are welcome to them both. We discovered though that Beano might have bought houses for some more of this wives around town.

End of Part one