"Jill, what are you doing here?"
Gwen's youngest sister was at the door, suitcase in hand. She was crying.
"I didn't know where else to go. I need a place to stay. Just for a couple of days, please."
"Come on in. What's this all about?"
"Our parents threw me out. I guess they finally had enough."
"Somehow I'm not surprised. What happened?"
"You know I was doing drugs hard for a while but I've been clean for two years. But mom and dad kept on my case all the time. It seemed I couldn't do anything right and we argued constantly. It was hell. I know, I know, it was mostly my fault. But, god, Gwen, sometimes they were so impossible. Well, they went to visit Uncle Paul and Aunt Nancy. After they left I decided to throw a party. We didn't wreck the place or anything like that. But they came back a few hours earlier than I thought."
"Yeah. And ...?"
"Well, they walked in on me and a dozen of my friends having sex. I guess things just got out of hand. I was eating a girl's pussy while some guy was fucking me from behind. Dad yelled and screamed for everyone to get out. Mom was shocked all to hell. Poor mom.
"Everyone scrambled to collect their clothes. Dad pushed me out the door, naked, and told me never to come back. A friend of mine went back the next day and mom put some of my stuff in this suitcase for me. That's all I have. No money, no car, nothing. I hitchhiked to get here. If I can stay for just a day or two ... Please."
"God, Jill, you are such a mess. No. I don't want you here. You will just cause trouble."
"Please, Gwen. Can I at least stay in your garage for tonight. Maybe let me take a shower. And tomorrow I'll move on somewhere."
Bob returned from his classes to find Gwen and her sister in the living room.
"Jill, what are you doing here?"
"I got thrown out of my house. It's a long story. Anyway, Gwen let me take a shower. I needed it bad."
Gwen spoke up. "Jill needs a place to stay for tonight. I offered our garage."
Bob looked with surprise at his wife. "Garage? We have a spare bedroom."
"No, honey, move that air mattress into the garage. That will be good enough for one night."
Bob figured there was more going on than he understood. Later, with her sister bedded down on the air mattress, they talked.
"She's trouble, honey, always has been. She doesn't have a job, doesn't know how to do anything, doesn't know anyone. You saw her, she looks like hell. You should have seen her when she showed up."
"Yeah, but she is your sister."
"We haven't seen or spoken for three years. For good reason."
"Well, looks to me like she needs to get a job, quick. Then maybe she can find an apartment with several girls that need one more. Do you know anyone who is hiring, like waitressing, clerical, that kind of thing?"
"I won't recommend her to anyone I know."
"Fred down at the garage said the gal that answers the phone just had surgery and will be off for at least a week. He's already bitching after one day. How about if I talk with him?"
"Sure, what do I care, just leave me out of it. Can you call him now?"
****
"You look pretty good, Jill. A lot better than yesterday. Those are Gwen's clothes?"
"Yeah, she said my stuff was awful. She even trimmed my hair and gave me some of her old makeup. I know she wants to get rid of me. I really appreciate you getting me this interview." She touched him softly on the arm and smiled shyly.
Damn, she knows how to get a guy going. With a little bit of fixing up she would be an eighteen-year-old nymph version of Beth. Very sexy. Assuming she knows how to answer a telephone, Fred would be a fool not to hire her.
And he did.
"OK, Jill. You can use our spare bedroom for a few days provided you get your ass out there and find an apartment you can share."
"I will, I promise. Thank you so much. I won't cause any trouble. Promise."
"There's one other thing. Bob and I are married and we do what married people do. We make love. We fuck. I know you have had plenty of experience doing that so you shouldn't be shocked. Maybe we aren't in your league but we do ok. In fact, I think we do better than OK. Anyway, we aren't going to change during your temporary stay. You understand?
"You will likely see me or Bob or both of us naked or nearly so. And we like to mess around in the kitchen, living room, wherever the moment strikes us. So you very well will have an opportunity to catch us. I want you to know beforehand so we don't have some kind of incident."
"Sure, I understand. If you don't mind, I won't mind. I'll try be inconspicuous but might want to watch," she said with a smirk.
The first incident was the very next day. Bob was eating Gwen's pussy in their bedroom. She heard Jill come home from her new temp job. Looking over, she saw her sister standing in the open bedroom door, watching. Jill smiled at her, gave her a thumbs-up, and continued to watch for several minutes before going to her room.
"That looked like fun, sis. I hope you didn't mind me watching," Jill asked later as they came into the kitchen.
"Oh, when was that?" Bob was not aware since his face had been buried in pussy.
"Just a little bit ago, honey," Gwen responded, "when you were eating me. Yeah, I saw you. Bob is the best pussy eater I've ever had, Jill. Maybe you noticed?"
"Sure looked that way. Your door was open and I thought maybe you wanted me to see. Anyway, thanks for not making a scene. Bob's quite the stud, very nice ass. Do you think I could borrow him sometime?" she asked for shock value. "It's been a while."
Bob looked at his wife to see her reaction. Her younger sister was a real fox and he would readily agree but not if it caused marital problems.
"Sorry, he's not available," she curtly responded.