I awake with the vague recollection of him trying to get me out of bed earlier, but needed to sleep after that amazing orgasm the night before and not from him. Everything that happened is seared into my memory and I wish he didn't have to work today, but at least it isn't a full day he's putting in. My body is yearning to feel him inside of me, but I'm alone and have no way to satisfy my cravings.
I know he will do whatever I want, but have no idea how I know this to be true. Just as I know he will never cheat on me, not unless I want him to. There's no reason that comes to mind that I would ever want that, but I do like the fact that he will. John is mine and mine alone.
I start the pot of coffee brewing and take time to think about all that happened. It wasn't my fear that anal would be painful that lead me to the crossroads, but my fear of him cheating on me. My first had whispered all those things in my ear to get me to be with him and I believed every word. Once he had what he wanted, he was still with me and I thought the whole world was perfect.
He cheated on me several times and I never found out until it was too late. I caught the bastard in bed with another girl and wanted to kill them both. It took months before I was able to leave the house again and that's when I met John. He was my second and it was not easy that first time with my legs spread for him.
I know John isn't my first, they are completely different people, but there's always been that nagging sensation that it will happen. That's why I made the deal and a weight has been lifted from my chest. Knowing that he's mine in every way is the most empowered I have ever felt in my life and I love it.
I put the coffee to my lips and start to take a sip, but a knock on the door interrupts my action. Setting the cup down, I move towards the door and realize I'm completely naked. My voice calls out for whoever it is to wait and I grab one of John's robes. It isn't tied as tightly as it should, but I'm not worried about that.
I open the door and that spiteful woman is standing there. She hates me and always has. There's no reason for her to hate me, but she does and nothing can change that. Maybe it has something to do with my being with her twin brother.
As soon as the door parts, Sue calls out, "John, I've got a letter for you."
Her blue eyes are looking right past me and I want to slap her. "He's at work."
It isn't easy for me to be calm, but seeing so much of John on her face does help. There's a part of me that wants to slam the door on her right now, but another part wants to invite her in. That's the part that's desperate to have John and she's the closest I can get right now. I wonder if my newfound gift is limited to only him.
I'm going through the words they used and the reference to my touch was not limited to any one person. My finger moves to caress hers as I open the door a little wider. That hatred in her blue eyes is still there, but has softened a little.
She stammers for a moment, then says, "Guess I'll come back later."
I smile as my fingers continue to caress her soft flesh. "Why don't you come in. Coffee's ready and I won't drink a whole pot."
She shakes her head as if she's trying to clear her mind and her blonde hair flows softly across her forehead. "Will he be back soon?"
I smile as her eyes soften a little more. "Shouldn't be much longer. He had to run out to check something, but said he'd be back. No sense standing around."
I was never all that good at lying, but I guess that's something else that's changed with me. Sue soft flesh feels good as my fingers continue the slow movement and I wonder what the rest of her would feel like. Except for the one from last night, I've never been with a woman and she really doesn't count. I've never even thought about it, but that's changing and her blue eyes soften a little more.
She smiles a little. "Are you sure he'll be back soon?"
I open the door all the way and see her eyes glance down to my tits. "I'm sure, Sue."
She hesitates for a moment and decides to enter. I'm staring down at her as she passes and wish her clothes were a little more revealing. Sue's walking over to get herself a cup and I loosen the tie a little more. It may have just barely concealed my tits before, but now my nipples are peaking out a little.
I pick up my cup and stand to watch her and smile as her eyes are drawn to my hard nipples. She looks a lot like John when he focuses on that part of my body. There's no sense of hatred coming from her, but she's very tense and I have no problem using that to my advantage.
She sits down with her back to me and I set my cup next to hers. My fingers reach out for her still neck and Sue doesn't pull away. Her blonde head lowers and she lets out a soft moan to show her appreciation. I press my lips to her soft cheek and she lets out a sigh as my hands move down her shirt.
There's another sigh as I reach her small tits and I whisper, "Let's go to bed."
Sue nods and she's belongs to me every bit as her brother does. I pull my hands back and drop the robe on the floor. John won't be home for hours and he doesn't need to know about this. It's odd, but it has nothing to do with wanting to be with her, but with him right now and she's the closest I can get.
I grab her shoulders before she can reach the bed and whisper, "Stand still for me, so I can undress you."
She breaths out heavily as she nods and I start to remove her shirt and bra. I see similar tan lines on her back as I saw on my sisters and enjoy this much more. I'm on my knees and untying her shoes as her ass is pressed close to my face and find myself wishing again that her clothes were a little tighter.
My fingers reach up as her breathing intensifies and I pull her pants down along with her panties in one quick movement. Her cheeks are tight and remind me a little of John as she steps out of the last of her clothing. I'm tempted to reach out and touch them, but know it won't be like touching his.
I move to the bed and have my ass over the edge with my legs spread. Her blue eyes look down with hunger and there's no sense of her disliking my full bush. My brown eyes are on her small tits, which look lovely with the lines and her dark nipples are standing out from her anticipation.
My eyes move down her petite body and settle on her tightly trimmed bush. Due to the blonde, she might as well shave it completely, which I may have her do for no other reason than I can. Sue has done everything she can to cause John to leave me and I have every right to have some fun at her expense.
I move my eyes up to her and softly say, "Get on your knees and look at into my eyes while you eat my pussy."
She's drooling a little as she lowers her body and I can see John's face getting closer, just so long as I ignore the length of her hair. My fingers reach out and pull her hair back as her tongue leaves her mouth and sigh as she makes contact. John was never very good at this and she is very much like him. Despite the poor job, I start to moan as she explores between my lips. Any pleasure is better than no pleasure at all.
I'm looking at her face that she shares with John and it irks me that parts are hidden behind my bush. For the first time in my life, I'm irked by what I have. My moans are starting to increase as my hips buck a little.
Sue is spending far too much time between my lips, so I say between sighs. "Lick my clit."
Her eyes stare into mine as her tongue moves up dutifully and I start to moan out my pleasure. It's still not a great job, but it's better than it was. I pull her head towards me as my head arches back and scream out the fire that consumes me.
The fire causes me to gush out and I can feel my orgasmic release on my thighs and her flesh. Her tongue starts to work harder as I scream out again and the fire is starting to burn out of control. A flood leaves my body with one last scream and I fall back in exhaustion.
She's getting into bed and I can feel her hair on my shoulder. Some of the slickness is reaching my flesh as I continue to drip out the last and the fire has died down. My breathing steadies as I start to recover and wish it were John's head that was pressed against me.
I caress her head as I ask her, "Why do you hate me, Sue?"