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I drove around after picking up a bottle of red wine. I knew I wanted to pick up from where I had left off with my sister-in-law and yet I had only a general thought about how that might happen. I had replayed our foreplay over and over again. It seemed when I was in charge that her defences came down. How would she react to giving up control? If we did take the next step we could be damaging family relationships forever.
I headed back toward the lake and her cottage. The car that had been parked in the driveway was gone. Good!
There was no greeting as I knocked on the door. I knocked again, waiting and straining to hear any movement from within. Silence reigned. I opened the storm door, knocked again. This time I heard what sounded like muffled crying. Maybe I should take the hint and leave. I actually had turned on the doorstep, still holding the storm door open, when I stopped. I tried the doorknob and it turned.
Adele was sitting on the couch dabbing at her red eyes with a Kleenex. Several used ones littered the table in front of her. She appeared not to see me.
As I approached her, tears started to flow and she gasped, "You should go. You shouldn't be here. Leave me alone!"
I sat down and put my arm around her shoulders trying to comfort her. She pulled away and slapped my hand when I tried to reach out to her once again.
"I said leave. Go! Don't touch me! Don't ...." and she dissolved in tears once again. When I held her this time, she did not pull away but her crying intensified. Her body was wracked with pain. I said nothing but continued to hold her, occasionally softly rubbing her neck.
A flash of anger overtook her as she regained control of herself. She raised her hand as though to slap me but instead pushed my chest. "How could you do this to me? I'm married. I'm your sister-in-law. I have kids. You're such a bastard!" She was screaming now and out of control. Her fists started to strike my chest and arms. I stayed motionless not protecting myself or moving.
"That's enough!" I said firmly, grasping her fists in each of my hands.
She struggled.
"I said that's enough!" I repeated even more firmly.
Her body seemed to sag and all the fight left her at once. She moved back into the couch creating some distance from me but peeking at me with sideways glances. Her breathing was returning to normal.
"You took advantage of me. You made me do things that I would never ever do to my husband. You're like the devil!" All of this was said in a monotone and the last with a sneer.
Now I was getting pissed off.
"Stand up." I said. I stood and a moment later she started to rise but sat back defiantly. "Stand up now!"
She stood.
I reached for her top that once again covered her bathing suit. She slapped my hand away. I reached again and caught her hand before it reached mine. With the other I gave one quick tug. The front opened as buttons flew onto the carpet.
"You bastard!" she shouted. I raised my hand and placed one finger over her lips. She shook her head breaking the contact.
"Shhh!" I said grasping the strap to her suit and moving it off one shoulder. She stared defiantly but did not move or attempt to stop me. I moved my other hand deliberately and slowly to do the same to her other strap. Her top fell slightly and her hands instinctively rose to keep it in place.
"Don't", I said moving her hand away where it dropped by her side. Reaching out I rolled the top down until it was bunched under her breasts. Her hand started to rise and her head shook but she stood silently before me with her chest rising and falling as her breathing quickened.
I lowered my head and took a nipple into my lips grazing my teeth over its roughness. She slapped the back of my head. I bit down slightly, trapping the nipple between my teeth. I captured her other breast in my hand, feeling her heart pounding at the contact. She slapped again.
I straightened, still holding one breast and reached for the other. As I slowly spoke I started to twist the nipples between thumb and forefinger, pulling them away from her body. "You will have an orgasm. You know you need this."
I punctuated these words by grasping both breasts together and rasping my tongue over each erect nipple. Back and forth my head moved. As I left one nipple, I applied pressure holding it, controlling it until I returned to it. Her breathing became more shallow and quickened.
I sucked as much of one breast as would fit into my hungry mouth while I continued the assault on her engorged nipple with my fingers on the other.
"Oh" she gasped, trembling and leaning forward to force more of her breasts into my mouth and hands.
When I stood up after switching positions on her breasts, she looked disappointed. I noticed the oil was right where it was when I left. I reached for it as she watched my every move. I made a show of rubbing a liberal amount into my hands and then moved behind her. She stepped slightly forward giving me room between her and the couch. I reached between her torso and arms starting a deliberate slow circular massage over her breasts - raising, squeezing and releasing.
