"Should we leave the windows open tonight?" Nikki asked me. "I love the fresh air."
"Yea, let's do that. It shouldn't get too cold tonight." I replied.
"Oh, don't worry. If you get cold, I'll warm you up." Nikki replied with a sly grin on her face.
"And I love the ways you do that." I replied as I pulled my wife into a big hug and kissed her passionately.
We lived in the foothills of the Rockies where we had a fabulous view of the mountains from our living room, and a view of the valley below from the master bedroom of our second floor apartment. The seasonal changes from spring to summer had brought warmer days, and nights that were crisp but not cold. We could finally open the windows and let the gentle breezes remove the stale air which had been kept inside all winter. We also left all the inside doors open to the rooms, so the air could flow through the apartment. We didn't consider it a problem leaving our bedroom door open at night since it was only the two of us living there.
Nikki and I were married two years ago, right after we graduated from college. She had a degree in nursing and now worked at the local hospital. I had a degree in computer science, focused on security issues. Using my computer skills I lived the saying: 'It takes a hacker to stop a hacker.' I was employed by a cyber security firm and worked remotely. My home office was in our guest bedroom. This setup wasn't usually a problem as we seldom had overnight guests staying with us.
"We should get outside this weekend." Nikki said as she turned down the bed and stripped out of what clothes she wore. Our usual attire at home, when it was just the two of us, was simply a t-shirt and underwear; cotton boxers for me and low-rise hipster panties for Nikki. We always slept in the nude.
Stripping off my clothes, I turned off the bedroom light, and joined Nikki in bed. The large open window had a great view at night of the lights of the city in the valley to the east. Our apartment was situated on a hillside in a way that no one could see in our bedroom window. We could enjoy the view, without risking that anyone could see us. A nearly full moon was just beginning to rise above the horizon.
"Outside?" I responded to my wife. "Should we go hiking Saturday or do you prefer camping overnight?"
"The moon should be full this weekend. You know I love to go camping with a full moon." Nikki replied in a sultry voice as she snuggled next to me.
Our sex life was very good, but there was something about camping outside in nature, under a full moon, that really lit a sexual fire in Nikki. On such camping trips, we often had wild sex three or four times each night.
"Camping it is!" I said enthusiastically.
We were laying on our sides, hugging each other as we spoke and kissed. The thought of camping, and the accompanying sex I anticipated, had my cock growing and throbbing.
"I can feel your eagerness." Nikki said as she felt my cock pressed against her stomach. She rolled on top of me.
"I am. Ready for a late night snack?" I whispered in her ear.
The phrase 'late night snack' was our euphemism for '69' oral sex, our usual form of sexual foreplay. I loved eating her pussy and I loved the way she sucked my cock. We always perform oral on each other until she had at least one, if not two, orgasms. Then I knew she was ready for actual intercourse.
I should mention that most of our sexual activities were done with her on top in the dominant position. '69' was done with her on top. Intercourse was almost always her on top, cowgirl style. There were two reasons for this. First, Nikki was quite petite, only 5'2" and barely 105 pounds. She had a tiny frame; a 33 B-cup chest, 24 inch waist, and 34 inch hips. Her blonde hair, blue eyes, and tremendous smile made an excitingly attractive package. The second reason was that she was sexually aggressive and often took the lead in all things sexual. This was somewhat different from her public personality which was very pragmatic and cautious while always remaining very friendly. She may have been quiet in public, but she was a firecracker in the bedroom, or wherever we were having sex.
And I am also on the small size. I am only 5'7" and 140 pounds of lean muscle. I worked out daily to maintain low body fat. Nikki and I were both very athletic, which made for some incredible sex.
Without verbally answering my question, Nikki had rotated on top of me into a '69' position. She began licking and sucking my cock while caressing my shaved balls with one hand. She had lowered her silky smooth pussy down upon my face, my tongue easily slid into her, between her wet lower lips. The more I licked her pussy, the more she sucked my cock.
We went at it orally for perhaps half an hour. She had four orgasms. Her fluids flooded my mouth and covered my face. I had come very near orgasm more than once. But Nikki could tell when I was close and simple backed off while squeezing the base of my cock to lessen my arousal. She knew how to prolong our sexual enjoyment.
Nikki rose off of me, rotated to face me. She was kneeling over me with my waist between her knees. When she lower herself down on my cock, it was rock hard and ready to burst. I loved the feeling of her hot wet pussy snugly wrapped around my aching cock.
"Damn!" I exclaimed. "It feels so fucking good."
"Did you expect something less?" she asked in a sarcastic voice.
She then started to ride me, using long slow strokes which became faster and faster. She knew what felt best for her, and felt really great for me as well.
It only took a few minutes of her quickly riding me to trigger our mutual orgasms. We screamed in unison. I exploded inside her and jetted stream after stream of my hot sticky cum deep within her. She continued to scream in pleasure as a massive orgasm ripped through her body, causing her body to shake while her pussy tightly clenched my cock.
After a few minutes of experiencing a powerful orgasm, Nikki collapsed on top of me. I could feel our combined fluids leaking out of her pussy and down upon my thighs. Our bed would be wet tonight.
We kissed lovingly for a short while. Then I was deep asleep.
- - - - -
The next day, Friday, after Nikki got home from work at the hospital, we had a light dinner, we got comfortable (t-shirts and underwear), and we sat on the sofa watching movies and drinking beer. The work week was over and we looked forward to our over-night camping trip the next day.
Suddenly there was a loud banging on our front door and a female voice was screaming;
"Nikki! Nikki! Let me in! Please! Let me in!"
We immediately recognized Jenny's voice, Nikki's younger sister. I ran to the door, opened it, and Jenny rushed into the room and into Nikki's arms. She was crying hysterically.
"What am I to do? Help me! Help me!" Jenny begged through her tears.
"What's happened? Tell me." Nikki tried to console her sister. Then with a stern voice she added; "What's Brad done now?"
Nikki helped Jenny over to the sofa and told me to get a glass of water and some tissues.
Jenny was 18 months younger than Nikki, although they looked very similar. Both were petite with a slender stature. Both had shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. I could tell them apart by Nikki's wavy hair while Jenny's was more curly. Otherwise they could easily pass for identical twins.
The sisters had been very close to each other in high school, even though they were two grade levels apart. After high school, their paths in life had been somewhat different. Nikki went straight through college, got her bachelor's degree, got married, and went to work as a nurse. Jenny, on the other hand, had been in and out of college. Now she was back in college, also studying nursing, but was four years behind Nikki. She had just finished her sophomore year. We didn't see her very often, though the sister's talked by phone at least once a week.
Brad had been Jenny's boyfriend for about a year. Neither Nikki or I liked Brad, and Jenny was well aware of that. We thought Brad mistreated Jenny and disrespected her. But she loved him, and thought that he loved her. She had moved in with him at the beginning of the previous semester, something Nikki and I had argued against. Jenny did it anyway, causing some friction between the otherwise close sisters. If Jenny was in physical or emotional pain, Nikki and I both knew that Brad was likely the reason.
I returned to the living room and set the water and tissues on the table in front of Nikki, who was still holding her sister. I sat in a side chair and listened. Nikki got Jenny to stop crying and she begin to explain what had happened.
"He threw me out! That bastard! He threw me out!" Jenny said in an angry voice while still fighting back her tears.
"Really? What happened?" Nikki asked.
"He found a new girlfriend with bigger boobs! That bastard! He wanted bigger tits. Why do guys always want girls with big tits?" Jenny asked in a way to challenge all men. I stayed quiet and inconspicuous. Nikki came to the rescue of mankind, or at least some decent men.
"Not all men are bastards. Yes, some, like Brad, are no good. But most men are more interested in your heart and mind and not how big your tits are. Mike is an excellent example." Nikki told her sister, trying to console her, while waving a hand at me.
"He just threw me out! What am I to do? What can I do?" Jenny pleaded with us.
"You can stay here with us." I offered some support.
Nikki looked at me and smiled. I could tell that she was pleased that I offered to help her sister.
"Yes, you can stay here with us for now." Nikki continued. "Later we will help you get settled in your own place before school resumes in the fall. For now, the sooner you forget Brad, the better."
"You can stay in our guest room." I added. "We'll figure out what to do with my computer workstation before Monday."
Nikki glared at me. I supposed this was not the best time to be discussing my stuff. We needed to be focused on Jenny's needs.
Jenny had become quiet. She was tired, her energy spent by all the emotions of the day. She continued to sob quietly. Nikki continued to console her. A few minutes later, Nikki was helping Jenny to the guest bedroom. I put on some jeans and shoes and brought in some of Jenny's stuff from her car, primarily two suitcases that contained most of her clothes. By the time I got back to into our apartment, Jenny was asleep in bed.
