"I get lonely, but sometimes I just wanna get laid," 32-year-old Lena told her sister Amy as they relaxed on a Florida beach. Amy glanced up the beach and spotted her husband Patrick walking back carrying three cold bottles of beer.
Amy turned her head leisurely back toward her sister. "You don't want to go back to that loser, do you?"
"No," Lena said. "No way." Amy looked out at the ocean through her dark sunglasses. Amy was just eighteen months older than Lena; the two sisters were sometimes mistaken for twins. They were about five-foot-four in height, and while they carried a few more pounds than was considered "fashionable," men of all ages were always looking at the sisters and smiling. Amy and Lena were the kind of attractive sisters who possessed personalities that made men want to be around them. They were not only pretty, their curves, their dark eyes and hair and their smooth skin gave them an exotic, erotic appearance. The only distinct difference in their looks was the length of their hair. Amy's hair reached her shoulders and curled slightly under. Lena's hair stopped just before the ends of her earlobes and curled slightly upward.
"Well, listen," Amy said to Lena. "You'll find a guy." She grinned and pulled down her sunglasses, looking over the tops of the frames. "Besides, you could easily find a guy who could 'fill in' for a while."
"Ha, ha, very funny," Lena said in a sarcastic tone.
"Okay, here ya go," Patrick said, handing out the beers. He smiled at his wife and sister-in-law. Patrick loved being with his wife and her sister. They were fun, funny, and he admitted it, they were good looking and sexy. While he couldn't deny he'd fantasized occasionally about Lena, he knew he could never cheat on his wife, and he was confident Lena would never do anything illicit with her brother-in-law. He loved them both, but he was in love with his wife.
Lena, and she was talented enough to never let on to Patrick or her sister, did in fact also fantasize about her brother-in-law. But she knew she would never do anything to hurt Amy. She admired and found sexy the same qualities in Patrick that attracted Amy.
It was an idyllic summer for the trio. Patrick was a novelist and magazine writer who had found uncommon success and could live life as he pleased. He was enthusiastic to have Lena join him and Amy on many of their excursions - not merely because he found her sexually attractive but because he liked and respected her. She was a beautiful person as was his wife.
They enjoyed a summer of smooth, golden sand and tropic heat, of sunny days and saltwater swims and warm, breezy nights - of love and friendship. Patrick owned a new motor cruiser, and he sometimes fancied himself a Hemingwayesque adventurer, although he had to face facts, he was neither as good a writer, nor as good a drinker.
One day, while the three of them were on board his craft, Lena's bikini top accidentally slipped about halfway off. Like her sister, she was well endowed - 36D - and Patrick caught a glimpse of an erect nipple. Everyone was genuinely embarrassed, but they laughed about it. Patrick felt himself become almost instantly horny. He went below deck to find something else to do. He found it difficult, though, to forget Lena's beautiful round breasts, her sweet nipples and large areola. It was almost like looking at his wife.
Later that night, while showering back at their beach house, Patrick began thinking about Lena. His cock quickly got hard and he began stroking himself - imagining licking Lena's hard nipples. He stopped and got out of the shower, trying to put sexual thoughts about Lena out of his mind.
Patrick put on some shorts and tee-shirt, stepped into the kitchen, took Amy by the waist and kissed the back of her neck. Lena looked at them and smiled from her seat at the kitchen table.
In her room that night, Lena thought about Patrick - about his lean body, his kind eyes and sensitive hands. She slipped her hand into her thong and fingered her clit. She didn't remember ever getting so wet before fantasizing about any man. She lie back, massaging her breasts with one hand and rubbing her clit furiously with the other. She could hear her sister down the hallway, moaning with exquisite pleasure as she and Patrick made love. "Oh god," she could hear Amy yell. "Screw me hun, screw me hard, hun!"
Lena came, a shattering orgasm soaking her thong and leaving her exhausted. She fell back onto her bed and threw her arms back above her head. ***** That winter, Lena joined Amy and Patrick at their large cabin in the woods of western Maryland. They spent their day's Christmas shopping in the D.C. area and their nights at concerts and art exhibit openings. Patrick never felt better than when he could walk into an event, black tie, with his hot wife on one arm and his hot sister-in-law on the other.
They escaped the cold rain one night, hurrying into the cabin after returning from seeing a movie together. Patrick showered, put on some lounge pants and tee and settled into the sofa for some good reading. His wife and Lena disappeared first into the kitchen, then into the couple's bedroom. A couple of hours went by, and Patrick headed for bed.
Lena and Amy were still sitting on the bed talking and laughing. Patrick couldn't help but feel he'd interrupted something, but he ended up sitting on the bed himself and joining in the conversation. None of them had laughed so hard, joking and taking about some of the strange people they'd met lately.
Finally Lena went to her guest room. The lights quickly went out and Patrick took one last trip to the bathroom. He dropped his boxers to the floor, and when he started back to their bedroom, he stepped through the bathroom door naked, not worried because it was so dark in the hallway.
