Short story 5: Unfinished Business
Amy knew that she was in trouble when she heard Steve talking to his brother, Joe, on the phone. She felt the trembling all the way to her toes as she hear Steve tell him they would be happy for him to visit while he was on leave from the Navy. She later learned that Joe was going on a months leave when his ship came in to port later this month.
For the last three years she had did her best to not let Joe cross her mind, now he was going to be staying with them for two weeks before flying back East to visit his parents. Some way she was going to have to watch what she did for those two weeks. Even now it was hard for her not to think about Joe.
Three years before she and Steve had lived back East next to his parents. Steve had a good business and it was flourishing right along. Money was coming in and they were happy. Then Joe came home on leave just for a weekend. His parents, Joe and her and Steve had spent the day at their house cooking out and swimming in their pool. They had all been putting away a good deal of beer during the hot afternoon and his father was getting a little the worse of the deal and towards midnight Steve had helped his mother get his father home and put in bed.
Amy would have had to be blind not to see the interest Joe had in her all day. He hadn't made any effort to keep her from noticing. She only hoped that his parents and Steve had not noticed his interest. She didn't mind the interest he showed or she would not have spent the afternoon in her bikini and the tank top and shorts she had changed into after dark. Being five eight and one hundred fifteen pounds and nice high C breasts that the top struggled to control had a lot to do with keeping his attention. Combing that with dark hair down to her shoulders, and bright blue eyes that almost became gray when she was really turned on and you had the full package which all three men had secretly watched all evening. It was hard to miss her in her yellow bikini and dark tan. Fortunately his mother wasn't the jealous type and she really did like Amy
Joe and Steve were almost identical in built. Both over six feet and 190 pounds and with very nice bodies. At times Amy had wondered just how much they were really like. She had been dating Steve since they were in high school. She was still a virgin when they married but that didn't mean she didn't know what she was getting. Hot kisses had led to a lot of touching which she liked and didn't do a lot to stop. He was allowed just about anything as long as she kept her panties on. To relieve his pressure she had used her hand on him often. He wanted her to use her mouth but she wouldn't go that far. So she knew that she was getting a nice large cock, bigger than most men if her girl friend weren't telling tales. She didn't really know just how big an eight inch cock was until she married and was happy to find out it was just the right size. She wondered if Joe was the same way.
Joe had not been the only one looking that afternoon. He was two years younger than Steve and after four years in the Navy he was rock hard, where Steve was beginning to go a little soft. It was hard not to take a peek at his muscled arms and legs and the hard six pack across his stomach. Any woman would have looked, even his sister-in-law.
Steve had barely shut the door behind him and his parents before Joe approached her. She had just finished loading the dish washer and turned around to find him standing close to her. She looked up at his face as she started to move around him. He held out his arm and stopped her. His hand was on her arm; "don't go."
"What?"
"I've wanted to kiss you all afternoon."
She smiled at him; "You have been on that ship to long." She tipped forward and kissed him swiftly on the lips before attempting to move around him.
He caught her and pulled her back in his arms and before she knew what was happing his lips were on hers. She tried to snatch away but his hand was behind her head preventing her from breaking the kiss. She tried to push him back with her hands on chest, but he was much too strong for that. All she got out of that was the feel of his hard muscles beneath her hands which distracted her long enough for her mouth to relax and his tongue to slide between her lips.
She didn't know when she gave up fighting him and threw her arms around his neck and kissed him back with all the excitement he was using on her. Her only coherent thought was how good he could kiss. For several minutes they stood in the kitchen and kissed; her giving as good as she was getting. She could feel his cock hard against her and she knew he could feel her hard nipples pressing against his chest.
His hands came down to cover her tits through the top she had on. She didn't make any effort to stop his roving hands; in fact she helps by raising her arms when he pulled the top over her head. For the first time he spoke since he kissed her. "Oh man but you are beautiful! I've been hoping they would fall out of your bikini all day." He stopped talking because his mouth was full of tit!
His mouth on her tit brought her up on her toes pushing it even tighter to his mouth. She loved to have her tits played with and Steve hadn't been doing enough of that lately. She could feel his teeth gently nipping at her nipple before his lips pulled the hard nipple into his mouth and his tongue took over. "Oh yes, suck it!" The only thing that could have been any better was when he swapped to the other one and his hand moved between her legs to touch her hot pussy through her shorts. She only pushed her cunt tighter to his hand and didn't back away when it slid under the waist band to stroke her hot wet pussy.
She had not been this hot in years and he could have fucked her right there in the kitchen only just then they heard the front door open. "God Joe, get your hand out of my shorts, Steve is coming!" Joe turned and met Steve headed to the kitchen and detained him long enough for her to get her top back on. Steve never knew why she nearly fucked him to death that night. Joe had to leave the next morning and she realized just how close she had come to fucking her brother-in-law.
She and Steve moved to California where he was moving his business the next year. They were finically able to purchase an upscale house in a secluded neighborhood. It had plenty of room and back yard pool with enough privacy that she could get an all over tan. Every thing was perfect and then Joe called.
Joe got there on Friday afternoon. Steve took off early to pick him up at the airport. Amy was thankful that he did so she would not be alone with him. The next two weeks were going to be bad enough with Steve at work most of the time. The feeling growing in her stomach made her wonder just what was going to happen and most of all what did she want to happen.
Steve was showing Joe around the house and came back in the kitchen where Amy was putting on dinner. She had greeted him when he first got there. She had been a little disappointed that he had only hugged her. On the way back to the kitchen she thought to herself, "What did you expect him to do with Steve standing right beside him?"
Joe took him outside and showed him the pool and lot before heading back inside. As they came in the door Joe remarked to Steve, "brother you have done really well for yourself. You have your own company; have a beautiful house and wife." He looked at Amy and winked; she blushed to her toes. Steve didn't see the exchange between them.
Saturday was spent around the pool. Amy was temped to wear another suit other than the bikini she wore around Steve and their friends. She knew she looked good in it and Steve liked for her to wear it. If she didn't he was going to wonder why. The look was back in Joe's eye just as it had been three years before. If Steve didn't see it he was blind or didn't care that his brother has the hots for his wife. She could feel his eyes just as she had before. He managed to behave himself for the most part during the day. That night they went out for dinner and a club afterwards. That when his good behavior stopped.
