Dan started to awaken, stretching luxuriously in the four-poster bed, feeling the soft Egyptian cotton sheets shift deliciously over his morning hard-on. Glancing over to the other side of the bed, he saw his wife had already left the bed, and he listened, perfectly still, for signs she was in the master bathroom. No sounds of the shower; he would have loved to join her under the hot spray, enjoying one of her wonderful blowjobs, or a soapy hand job, both ending in jets of his cum on her legs, or better still in her waiting mouth.
He slid out of bed, standing naked in the mid-morning light. Peering through the curtains, he gazed down at the long drive of the old mansion, and at the driveway three floors below. Jenny's car was gone, and he remembered she had a hair appointment in town this morning. The clock's green display showed him it was nearly ten-thirty, just about time for her beauty regimen to start.
Dan did the math, twenty minutes each way, three hours getting her hair colored and cut, along with her nails, and another twenty minutes to get back. Almost four hours out of the house. He wanted her there, right now, naked and gorgeous, her wet pussy holding his cock in its slippery grip, and her moans getting louder with their building orgasms. He pictured Jenny's long black tresses splayed over the pillow, her eyes closed, back arched, hips grinding against his in time to his thrusts.
His fingertips brushed against his hard-on, feeling the tension his cock, and his balls waiting and eager to shoot pulsing loads of semen out into the air. Dan went over to the bedroom door and locked it. Jenny's sister Kelly, just out of high school, would remain there for the next four weeks before leaving for college in the fall. He supposed that was why Jenny hadn't awakened him; the last thing she wanted was her little sister embarrassed by the passionate sound of their lovemaking.
Lying back on the bed, Dan started brushing the back of his right hand against his straining cock, and felt delicious shivers run down the trembling shaft. Fighting back a moan, he gently began stroking with just his fingertips, and reached down with his left hand to massage and play with his balls, in time to his own slow jacking.
A soft noise came from the hall, and he glanced furtively at the door, but there was no keyhole, no way for anyone to see anything. If Kelly, walking past the door to or from her room, twenty feet down the hall, had heard or seen anything, he was sure she would have hurried on, her face reddening with awkward realization, or desire.
Without his volition, Dan imagined the younger sister Kelly, just now an adult, under him, naked and gripping his buttocks, driving his cock into her young, tight cunt. He was close now, and tried to push his mind back to Jenny, but his fantasies ignored him utterly. Kelly was kneeling, in his mind's eye, expertly sucking his cock, and trailing her tongue and lips down to his testicles, taking first one then the other into her mouth, bathing them lovingly with her saliva, sucking on them while he jacked off.
The orgasm crept up on him, pouncing with no warning, and he groaned with each squirt of thick white fluid. The first one spurted to the underside of his chin, and he kept squeezing and milking it out of his cock, finally bringing his moans under control with the last dribbles of cum. Dan lay there for a few moments, breathing shakily as his heartbeat slowed, and imagined he heard another footfall in the hall, but realized he hadn't really heard a thing.
After a few minutes, he levered himself up from the bed, his cock still semi-erect. He cleaned the cum up with his undershirt, and tossed it into the hamper in the corner, before making his way into the bathroom for a shower. Absently, he noticed Jenny had left her panties on the floor by the door, and scooped them up to toss in the hamper, too.
Under the shower's stinging spray, he felt himself start to recover. Damn that was a lot of cum, and he wished it had been in Jenny's soft, wet pussy. His cock twitched, still too drained to get fully hard, so he gave it an experimental tug or two, but he wouldn't get hard for a little while, he knew.
He shaved, then put on shorts and a t-shirt, socks and sneakers. Running his fingers through his brown hair, he unlocked the door and stepped out into the hall. The landings and walkways had been carpeted just a couple of years ago, shortly before Jenny's parents had sold it to them, and moved to their vacation home in Florida full-time. The old house had been built in the 1940's, with exquisite detail and taste. Jenny and her sister had grown up there, his wife six years older than her sister, and four years now Dan's wife.
Dan switched on the hallway lights, and made for the stairway, a grand affair that circled an inner core down two floors to the equally grand foyer. Built by a latter-day oil baron, who had either become bored with the huge mansion, or decided to reduce his expenses when the next generation moved on to colleges and marriages, it took several months, almost a year to sell, eventually to Jenny's parents. Her father was a successful attorney, and her mother a locally popular television personality, so they were easily able to afford the huge home, paying it off in eighteen years.
The first floor kitchen had been upgraded, along with most everything else, the year before he had married Jenny. Her parents sold it to the newlywed couple for a fraction of its worth, with two conditions. First, they could not sell it for twenty years; Jake and Mary wanted grandchildren to fill the house, and keep it in the family. The second condition was that they would always have room for Kelly, Jenny's younger sister. This was very easy for Jenny, and almost as much for Dan.
Kelly was an honors student in high school, and salutatorian for her graduating class this past June. This was a pleasant blossoming from the agile and playful tomboy she had been. She had never fallen out of the huge oak in the front yard, though not, Jenny assured him, for lack of trying. After Jenny's life had changed into marriage, Kelly also underwent a sea change, becoming more studious, not shy so much as self-controlled, more focused, and determined to succeed, albeit on her own terms.
Kelly had overseen some of the upgrades to the third floor, her family's nighttime sanctum, her safe space, and suggested changes to the second floor. The first floor, of course, was solely the domain of her mother, with some helpful suggestions from her father. The sole concession to Kelly's tomboy nature was a fireman's pole, plunging down into a corner of her father's, now Dan's, study, from one of the second story bedrooms. Dan and Jenny knew it would never be a youngster's room, and they joked about turning it into a sex room, complete with a swing and lots of pillows.
Heading upstairs after the Saturday paper, some toast and coffee, Dan made it to the third floor when he heard a sound. Looking around, he saw nothing, then noticed Kelly's door was ajar, light casting a faint cone through the opening. He heard a soundtrack or, more likely, lecture of some sort playing on a small, slightly tinny speaker. Treading quietly to avoid startling her, Dan moved along the carpeted walkway, and gingerly peered inside.
Kelly was watching a video on her tablet, holding it above her face head on her pillow. She was naked, intently watching the video, rubbing her petite breasts with her free hand before trailing her fingers down to her pubic bush, and rubbing her palm on the thatch of brown hair. She closed her hand and started rubbing more furiously, and Dan suddenly realized at least one of her fingers was inside her young twat.
The volume on her tablet was loud enough that she didn't hear his sudden inhalation. The voice coming from its small speaker was a man, about to cum. He heard, "Oh God, Kelly," then several short moans and masculine panting. She moaned at the same time, arching her back and mildly thrashing as her orgasm took over. "Oh, fuck, I love you. Fuck me hard, baby. Fuck me," she whispered as her orgasm subsided.
Dan took that opportunity to retreat quietly, further into the shadows of the hall, embarrassed himself at watching his sister-in-law trading sexual videos with some boy, maybe at her school or maybe across the country. Debating whether to close the door or not, he decided not to risk it, or making an unintended noise. Going downstairs, he went outside and to the garage to putter around, and maybe think of something other than Kelly's masturbatory pageant.
It took him two hours to mow their lawn, a job which should have taken half that time, but for his continuing distraction from the sights he'd seen that morning. He was just putting everything away when Jenny came home, driving up to the front of the garage and climbing out of her BMW. As always radiant and lovely, she stepped into the garage and held Dan for a moment before favoring him with a long, slow kiss.
A faux look of alarm came over her face. "Oh, Dan! I left my panties in the car. Be a dear and get them for me. After." Her smile proved, as if Dan needed proof, that it had been no accident, and she stroked his cock through his blue jeans, making it swell instantly.
She unzipped him, and slid her skirt up, still demure and perfectly coiffed from the waist up, and showing her bare pussy to him. Not long after their honeymoon, she had shaved her pussy, and said she loved the feel of a hard cock without any intervening pubic hair. Jenny leaned back on the Dart in Dan's spot, and spread her legs. "Fuck me, baby."
He entered her immediately, and began thrusting inside her. Jenny's juices were overflowing, and Dan started pounding her cunt, feeling the hot warmth around his cock. She put her arms around his neck and drew him in for a long tender kiss, her tongue caressing his in time to his thrusts.
"I'm cumming." He whispered it, the only sound in the still garage. Jenny clamped her mouth over his, moaning her orgasm into his mouth, and seconds later he shot his load inside her, moaning in turn into her mouth while their orgasms subsided.
After a long moment, Jenny pulled Dan's jeans back up, expertly tucking his cock into his boxers, her eyes dancing merrily. "I should have gotten you up early before I left, lover. You were so worth the wait!" She giggled, a joyful bubbling sound, and let her dress slide down to hide her pussy from the rest of the world.
"I'm going to go in and clean up. Get those panties and bring them in for me, baby..." She ran her hand over his jaw and cheek, with the fires of her passion slightly banked. "Maybe I'll leave them off all afternoon."
Jenny slipped past him and into the house. Dan buttoned his fly and belt again, a
nd smoothed his hair down. It had been an interesting morning, for sure. He stopped at the door, remembering her panties in the car. There they were, on the driver's seat, wet and fragrant with her juices. Pocketing them, he made his way upstairs, noticing Kelly in a chair by the window, reading a book and looking very satisfied. He didn't say hello, and dashed upstairs to help the rest of Jenny's clothes make it to the floor.
After a couple of hours, they lay back, naked and spent. He had eaten her pussy for an hour, until she begged him to stop, and Jenny had returned the favor, sucking his cock and draining his balls into her mouth and throat. Instead of swallowing the load, she had stood up, and shared the last of his cum, everything she hadn't already swallowed, with him in a slow, wet cum-filled kiss. She had only done this twice before, and Dan knew it meant she wasn't done with him.
They had lain down for a few minutes, before Dan felt himself harden again under her soft, persistent hands. Climbing on top of her, he felt her move his hard-on inside her, the second time today, and he started thrusting. She kept her moans low and quiet, and he followed suit, building up to powerful orgasms. She came first, and the flood of pussy juices, along with the spasms of her pussy, made him cum hard inside her. Each time his cock pulsed, she gave a little moan.
A few minutes later, he thought he heard the same soft footfall in the hall. Did Kelly hear us fucking? And then, did she listen? On purpose?
Jenny stood up, and he saw evidence of their efforts on her legs, pussy and breasts. Patches of dried cum, both of theirs, decorated her naked body in shiny patches. "I need to shower all this cum off, babe. Care to scrub my front?" She gave him a playful, seductive smile, and he walked in after her to wash up.
