"I love Pete!"
I looked into my sister's deep brown eyes. A hint of sadness - unshed tears. She meant it. She got up to get my pancakes.
"Good! That makes me feel better...was just wondering..."
"What?"
I gazed at her tall slim body.
"Well, you guys have been married a while...everything seems to be going well...you have a wonderful home...yet no pitter-patter of little feet as the cliché goes..."
I smiled big, trying to make it into a joke.
"Is none of your business!" she said indignantly.
She turned and walked towards me with the breakfast pancakes. Graceful. Blonde hair cut short. Natural wide red lips.
"I know, Ruthie...I know...mom and dad realize that too...is just that we want to see you happy."
"I am happy." She said stubbornly and sat down at the table with me.
"All right...my happy sis..."
She stuck out her tongue at me.
I rolled my eyes.
She leaned forward and put her hand on mine. Soft touch. Her shirt had moved - cleavage showed.
"I know you care..."
I felt a lump in my throat.
"Yeah."
"When do you get back today?" she asked.
"Early evening...these pancakes are delicious."
"Mom's recipe."
"I know."
I was in Boston attending a sales conference. Ruth and Pete lived in the town of Arlington, not too far away. Forgoing the hotel accommodation, I was staying with them. My intent - to catch up with family.
"You do this often?" Pete asked. It was evening that same day. I was apron-ed and fixing dinner.
"Not too often," I laughed. Pete was a handsome man. And successful. Ruth and he made a great couple. Ruth was helping me. Pete watched us.
"He likes doing all this," she said. A fond look. She was a great cook herself.
"You do?" Pete asked. "Well, don't know about that...we gotta eat...someone has to cook...help me move this stuff to the dinner table..."
As we ate, I commended them,
"Great place you guys have here...comfy...nice area."
"Yeah, great school districts too," Pete said.
"Oh yeah?"
"Is why we bought the place...thought we would have kids..."
There was silence.
"Ruth has not told you, eh?"
I shook my head.
He blew a kiss at her.
"She wouldn't...always loyal," he said, "The truth is, Jack, I shoot blanks!"
"You sure it's you?" I asked.
"The doctors say so...we did all the tests."
I looked at my sister. Her nose had turned red and she was staring into her food.
"Sorry to hear," I said.
"We are considering adoption...but then Ruth can have a baby naturally...artificially inseminated...donor sperm."
"Yeah, the miracles of modern science," I said jokingly.
But both of them seemed sad. Must have been a big blow.
After dinner Pete excused himself to catch up on some paperwork. Ruth and I sat in the living room. The TV was on but neither of us was in the mood. We sat on the couch.
She was wearing low cotton hip huggers. The fabric clung to her shapely long legs. The smooth skin of her belly showed. She squeezed her legs together in a sexy gesture.
I put an arm around her. She came into my arms easily. Tears flowed. She stuck her head into my shirt. Breasts pressed on my side. I caressed her hair,
"It's not so bad...Ruthie," I whispered.
After a while, she stopped crying. Smiling through her tears, she said,
"You could give me a baby!"
I raised my eyebrows questioning.
"Well, even if we did the artificial thing...there has to be a sperm donor...and I'd rather have someone I know...and..."
"Someone you know and?" I asked curious.
"Love!" she completed her sentence.
I gazed at my little sister. Couldn't help smiling - she looked so innocent.
"Is it so difficult to say you love me," I laughed.
She looked away.
I lifted her chin and looking into her eyes said,
"Sweetheart, if that's what you want...I'll go to the sperm bank..."
"Oh, Jack!"
"What?"
"You are so stupid!" And she stormed out of the room.
There was a thunderstorm brewing that night. I lay in the guest bedroom and listened. Darkness around me.
Suddenly the door creaked open. I strained my eyes. A naked body slipped under the sheets with me. It was Ruth.
"Shuusshh...don't worry...it's ok...Pete knows...approves," she said.
"What?"
"I need your cock!"
She slipped her hand under my boxers. I could hear thunder in the distance. My cock responded to her touch.
My sister was an animal. She pulled my boxers off. Pinching my bare nipples, she straddled me.
"Ruthie..."
"Just me let do this, Jack...you have no idea how long I've waited to do this."
"You have?"
"You are blind, Jack...you never saw how I felt about you...huge crush...and now..." she laid a finger on my lips.
Her hands searched and found my hard cock again. She slipped my cock into her wet pussy hole.
"Unn...uhhh," she moaned.
It felt good. My sister's wet pussy around my cock. Man. Did it ever felt good. I remembered seeing her bare belly earlier. Smooth skin. I realized I wanted to fuck her as much as she did me. Only I had never acknowledged my desire to myself.
I reached up to touch her tits as she bounced on my cock. Rounded balls of warm flesh. Her nipples swelled to my touch.
I tore her shirt front. Squeezing, kneading. Oh, man. I had wanted to do that to her tits for so long. Repressed desire.
She was cumming all over my cock. I pushed her off me. Urgently. She was on all fours. Wondering what I would do next.
I got behind her. I plunged my cock into her pussy hole. She opened her legs, lowered herself to fit me in.
No control - my hips moved. The juices were flowing inside me. Never thought I'd get to fuck my little sister. But when I did, it was a slice of heaven. A gush of hidden desire.
I held her slim waist. Slapping into her spread ass cheeks. I spewed semen into her pussy. Why did it feel so good? Every drop as it oozed out of me. Every little spurt of my cock. Total pleasure.
"Ruthie, I love you, baby."
She fell back on the pillows. On her back. Laughing. My cum inside her. Her hands flipped the bedside lamp on.
"I have to see your face."
"Why?"
"Oh you are always so serious, so dutiful...need to see you in this state...you never see how sexy I am."
"Au contraire...I...I've always found you incredibly sexy...except that..."
"Except that you are too good to fuck?"
