Fancy

fancy

PaintOFM

Oh where to start, every time I think of this, I should have known better. It was during our typical family week in the Adirondacks. Mom, all of my Sibs and their spouses, half dozen adolescents to teens. Basically the same week in September for as long as I can remember. Being recently divorced, I seemed to feel out of place, although my two boys were with me.

It was the second or third night there, we were enjoying a campfire, typical foods being cooked on skewers over the open flames. Of course, their were adult beverages for those who preferred, and lots or other selections. Toward the end of the evening I decided I needed a little alone time, so I headed down the lane toward the lake. I really did not think anyone really noticed until 5 or so minutes later a heard some quick sounding shuffling behind me. When I turned around, I startled Fancy, (Frances) my Sister-in-Law, who was married to my twin, my first 'Woom(b)ie'. I must have startled her, after she caught her breath, she explained that she noticed I was a little glum, so she followed to make sure all was well. We walked and talked until we reached the boat launch, and found a bench to sit down.

I am sure she was smart enough without me telling her, I just felt so out of place by myself. I am not sure how long we sat there and talked, until we decided to head back. Along our way back to the cabins, at one point, she grabbed my hand as we walked. The closer we got, the closer we got. Their cabin was first, so as we were saying our good byes, she reached up and gave me a KISS and pulled us in for a tight hug. We said our good nites, and she went in their cabin, I headed towards mine. The boys had already crashed, and although I wanted another beer or two, I decided against it, since the next day was one of my days that I was responsible for the noon and nightime meal. So I hit the sack.

The next morning after the typical 'breakfast, if any, on your own' the kids and some of the adults headed to the beach area, more for the sun, than the the water, in September, the water starts getting colder. As I was working on prepping the meals of the day, Fancy showed up, and told me she was my helper for the day. Everything was going smoothly, got the 'low and slow' dinner briskets in the oven. Then we started on lunch. It seemed Fancy always seemed bump into me, or rub up against me although the kitchen was big. But maybe I was just imagining it. We had got everything ready for lunch, so when everyone got back we could get the fixin's out for cold sandwiches and a mini salad bar. I told her I was going to sit on the porch and have a beer. She grabbed a wine cooler and sat down almost on my lap. The longer we sat there, the more touchy feely she became. Although I was not really attracted to her, the little brain seemed to be awakening. Fortunately, everyone started getting back, so that uneasiness ceased.

Mealtimes are always good, I'd always try to sit around different peeps to be able to spend more time talking and catching up with them kind of one on one. After Lunch, there was a table playing Spades, one Hearts, and I was trying to get a scrabble game going. Of course, Fancy was first one to say yes to scrabble. We ended up with my little Brother, and one of his teenagers. Looking back now, what I thought were innocent gestures, I now realize Fancy was really trying to get MY attention.

Over all, the day was going smoothly, some of the 'Old Farts' took their mid-afternoon siesta, till dinner time. The BBQ'ed Brisket was deliciously tender, and the vegetable packs on the fire were a hit, even with the young'uns. After the dinner clean up, Fancy asked me if I wanted to go for a walk. After my boys were down for the night, Fancy found me and we headed out.

After we were out of sight or hearing range Fancy stopped, for a hug, then a KISS, a real tongue wrestling kind of KISS. She definitely got my attention, and my blood rushing. After the kiss I looked at her and shook my head, as I went to tell her, we shouldn't, she shushed me, and stuck her tongue back in my mouth. I think she was trying to take the words right outta my mouth, we continued walking, ending up on our bench. Awkward! As I was trying to tell her that we should not be crossing that line, she started to rub my chub thru my shorts. Fancy did not have to rub too long to get a complete standing ovation, the more she rubbed, the less control I had. Again, the passionate kisses, she ended up getting my shorts down far enough to get my hardness out, and the stroking started. After several minutes, she stood up and knelt between my legs, and started to give me some oral attention. Trust me, any blow job is good, but she was very hesitatant, and seemed to be unsure of what she was doing. It had been quite a while since I had been with someone, it didn't take long until I told her I was going to bust, she froze momentarily, but then she started bobbing up and down again, I let loose. She gagged a little, but kept up, till she got the last couple drops, and must have swallowed the entire load. The attention felt so good, but I felt terrible. As I was getting redressed I pulled her in and we kissed as passionately as before, I let my hands slide down her back and got a handful of her big firm cheeks. As my hands traveled back up, I was able to get a little squeeze on the sides of her ample boobs. At that point, she had my attention, and I wanted more.

She finally suggested we head back, our walk back was a bit quiet, I was unsure what to say. As we were getting back to the cabins, she stopped and faced me, and leaned in for a KISS and a big hug, said goodnite, and scurried off into their cabin. Luckly there were only a couple people around the fire, I grabbed a couple cold ones, just kinda' watched the flames dance while thinking about what just happened. I must have fallen asleep, before sun up, I heard a car start and pull off, as I gathered my senses, Fancy came over and sat down beside me, my 'Woom(b)ie' got a call, there were issues at work that needed to be handled, that was the commotion and car leaving I heard.

I had to get up and get moving, shower the campfire off myself, make sure the boys were up and had gotten some breakfast before the days festivities all started. The plan for the day was to rent a couple pontoon boats and cruise around the lake, never guess who ended up on the same boat I was on, Fancy. Everytime we looked at each other, I could tell she was scheming. I tried not to think about the last couple evenings, but it was hard, literally

hard

. We all put in at one of the little marinas, and Mom treated us all to lunch, a great meal, it ended up being the main meal for the day. As everyone finished they headed towards the boats, no particular order, kinda' first come, first served, when the boat was full it took off. Me and my Shadow ended up in the middle of the last boat.

Things back at the cabins were pretty normal, people pairing off games, gaming, most of the kids were going exploring. After dark, there were dogs and burgers to be cooked on the fire, if wanted, and an array of crunchy snacks. Fancy seemed to get a phone call, walked away to take it. In fifteen or twenty she was back, it was hard to tell from her demeanor what the call was about. After my boys were down for the night, and things were winding down, and people retiring for the evening, thinking I was alone, I grabbed a cold one, and decided to chill.

I knew it wouldn't take long, when Fancy showed up, she asked if I had my walking shoes on, so we were off, but this time we headed down the road opposite our normal path, she told me the call was 'Woom(b)ie was stuck at work for the next couple days, so Fancy volunteered me to make sure she got home safely. Shocker, eh? We finally reached a small grove of picnic tables, sat down, one thing led to an other, we started swapping spit. As the passion was building, we were both were rubbing all over each other, she pulled back, took off her top and her (barely there) bra. I have to say, as big as they were, her boobs looked and were very suckable. I am a pushover for big hard nips, tasty! Between tweaking, rubbing, sucking, we both ended up without clothes, I got her to the end of the table, started tickling Fancy's Fancy with my tongue, it didn't take long for my face to feel like a glazed donut. After her climax, she grabbed me by the hair, and told me to give it to her, like right flippin' now. Here I was, it's been over a year, and I was doing it with my Sister-in-Law, what am I doing. While I was thinking the pros and cons, the little brain took over, talk about tight, holy smokes. I started slowly until I could feel her getting adjusted to it, then started the dancing faster and faster. After a time, I could feel the pressure building, I started to to pull away, she wrapped her legs around me, and told me she wanted all the prize. And let me tell you, I thought she was going to slosh when we walked back. She tried to get me hard again, but no luck. So we headed back. I walked her back to her cabin, played a little tongue hockey and said our good nites.

The next day was to be the last, usually a good day, trying to eat or divide up what foodstuffs and beverages are left, the less to have to transport the better. Everyone just kinda' hung out, catching up, visiting and the like. The evening campfire started a little earlier than normal, with the intentions of an early to bed, and an early to rise and get on the way as soon as possible. Before I could retire, Fancy was there, trying to convince me to go for a walk, although I really wanted to, I declined, reminded her that we wanted to be on the road by 8. It was going to be about 4 hours to drop off the boys with the Ex, then about 1 1/2 to drop Fancy off, then an hour till I got home. I sure there would be the need for at least one rest stop along the way. As been the norm this week, I did get some passionate good nite kisses from the Fance.

The next morning, we packed up, said our good byes and hit the road. One nice thing, I didn't have the fight between the boys about who was riding upfront with me since Fancy was with us. Once on the road, Fancy surreptitiously started fumbling, removed her bra, the whole time looking at me. eesh! The top she was wearing only enhanced the size and shape, and those delicious, big tits and tasty little nubs. Every once in a while, she would reach over and run her hand across my lap, smirking the entire time. The boys, enrapt playing with their handhelds, didn't notice the couple 'nip slips', or any of the things going on upfront. We finally got to the Ex's dropped the boys off, while there, Fancy and PJ visited a little while, but then we got back on the road. We were probably about 45 minutes from Fancy's she told me she needed a rest break. So we pulled into the rest stop along the highway. We both headed in, she stopped, grabbed my hand, looked around, and she led me into a Family Restroom. As soon as the door was locked, her shirt came off, and stuck her tongue down my throat. After several minutes, she squatted down, pulled the zip on my shorts, and grabbed my junk. She proceeded to give me a mind blowing bj, with all the teasing in the car, it didn't take long for me to fill her mouth full of my hot load. I attempted to get her pants down, but she would not relent. I got put back together, headed back to the truck.

Once on the road, it only took us about an hour to get her home. She seemed a little down that her car was the only car in the driveway. She invited me in, didn't really want to take any more time, but I did go in with her. She stopped right inside the door, gave me one of those delicious kisses, and said follow me, there is something I want to show you, as we walked up the stairs, she started removing clothing piece by piece. when we finally got to the Master, now completely naked, she laid down on the bed, and said, DO ME! Who was I to argue, a little tickle to her Fancy with my tongue, got her very wet, I slid up between her knees, and started slowly, once inside her, and giving her a minute to adjust, increased the tempo gradually. I am glad she had drained me an hour earlier, I was savoring the feeling, and lasted a lot longer than I may have. She was meeting with every push, we were both grunting and moaning, she said, don't even think about pulling out. Right before the damn broke, I asked her is she was sure, she said Oh Hell Yes! That did it, I gave her all I had left. She had her legs around me so I couldn't pull out, there I was, buried inside of her with my boner still twitching. I finally broke free, we cuddled and made out a little, I asked if I could take a shower, her reply yes we can. As we are soaping each other up, she was paying special attention, and she did get it up to attention. We got out, once back in the bedroom, she knelt on the bed with her ass to me, and told me she needed one more injection before I left. As I was banging into her from behind, she told me she always wanted to try this position. I think she came two more times as she Iooked back at me. This time I didn't even ask, I gave it one final push, and gave her all the love I had left. As I softened and came out of her, she rolled over on her back, motioned for me to come closer, she licked me clean, and told me she hoped we might be able to do this again.

Shortly thereafter, I was back in the truck, on my way home, totally spent, tired, and confused as heck.

Fast forward to today, the 17th of December, I receive a Christmas card from Woom(b)ie and Fancy. The card was addressed to me and the Boys, but there was also and envelope inside addressed to me.

Curiousity piquing, when the boys were distracted, I sat down in my office, opened the envelope. The handwriting very distinctive and recoginizable. Wonder what woom(b)ie had to tell me. Here it is verbatim; "Yo Bro, I am not really sure where to start, but you need to know this before we are all at Mom's over Christmas. First, you are and always have been my absolute Besty! Ever since Fancy and I have been together, then married, she told me she felt so empty without being able to have kids. After the fact, I know I may have ruined our relationship, but you need to know. Before our vacation in September, Fancy and I did a lot of talking pros and cons. We decided since I couldn't contribute my DNA to our Baby, who better than my twin brother, PLEASE do not be angry with me, but you need to know, your Sister's wife, is 3 months pregnant with your/our twins. You are the only one we will ever tell that you fathered our twins. If pressed, we are going to tell everyone In Vitro, but I/We know you would have been smart enough to figure it out. Please remember I love you very much! We did not do this to deceive or trick you, and we realize now, that we should have approached you about everything instead of doing it without your knowledge. I don't really know if I could ever forgive Fance if she ever went outside our marriage without me knowing, but knowing you are the only Man she and I have ever been with, helps me. I am so excited to have a chance to be a Mom too! We also hope, you are able to be close with 'Our Twins' as they grow up, ya know, the doting Uncle Daddy. If you need/want to talk before we see you, PLEASE call or reach out. I LOVE MY WOOM(B)IE!!"