Chapter 5
Guy smiled down at the flushed and excited young girl who lay beneath him on the sofa. Carolyn giggled.
"You'd better let me go, Guy!" she cried, "Or at least we'd better go to my place. Its been fun here, but your sister-in-law should be getting home soon!" She was half naked, wearing nothing but a brief pair of nylon panties that barely covered the big soft mounds of her buttocks and the tight triangle of blonde pussy hair in front.
"Get your hands out of my pants, sweetie, or I'll cum all over you again!" she gasped as Guy continued his obscene fingering up beneath the loose elastic crotchband of the panties.
"So what?" he said, "She might get a charge out of seeing us like this!" he said, reaching further inside to smooth the young blonde's cunt with his fingers. He didn't seem to ever get enough of her, and it had been days now since he'd first arrived in Blandings. Guy thought it might be a while before he felt like moving on, with Carolyn so close all the time.
"She looks like she needs a charge!" Carolyn said, moaning just the slightest bit.
"You think?" Guy asked. "Yeah... I guess she seems pretty uptight all right. But sometimes she's nice. And as for a charge, what about that night we heard her carrying on in here ... right on this couch. She was carrying on so much we could hear her right through the walls. Gordon must've been really throwing it to her!"
"Maybe not..." Carolyn said. Guy had stopped rummaging inside her panties, and she sat beside him on the sofa. The young boy sat beside her, absent mindedly fingering her alert little nipples while they talked. He had already put on his pants after their lovemaking there on the sofa, but had not yet donned his shirt.
"What do you mean, maybe not?" he inquired curiously.
Carolyn sat thinking about what she'd said, before replying. She remembered all too well the night that Guy had come to see her. Early in the morning actually, it had been almost 3:30 A M. They had had quite a time of it already when the sound of passionate groans had come through the wall during a lull in their frenzied lovemaking. They had both been shocked to recognize Sharon's voice, and they had speculated as to why the married couple had come to the sofa to make love rather than staying in their own bed. But the speculations had ended shortly when they had become so excited by the sounds that they had to make love again. By the time it was over, there were no more noises coming from Gordon and Sharon Edwards' apartment, and they had each more or less forgotten about the incident. Now, however, they were both thinking heavily of it, and Carolyn recalled how strange it had been not to ever hear Gordon's own voice at all during the fury of excitement that had obviously been taking place.
"Maybe," she said slowly, "maybe Sharon was doing it to herself!"
"You're kidding!" Guy said. He had never really thought about girls doing it to themselves. But now that he thought about it, he supposed that they did sometimes.
"Wow!" he said, enthusiastically. "You mean she could have been doing it to herself and making all that noise!"
"Sure ..." Carolyn said, "But I may just be making that up ... I mean maybe Gordon was with her even though we didn't hear his voice!"
Guy felt his young cock thickening at the thought.
"I'll bet she was alone!" he cried, "My brother was ready to pass out when I left him to come over here. And say, maybe she heard us, too!"
The discussion was abruptly ended when they heard a key turning in the lock and both of them scurried to get completely dressed. They had just about accomplished it, with a few buttons undone here and there when Sharon came into the room and stood looking at them.
They were both out of breath but were trying to hide it.
"Oh ..." Sharon said, sarcastically, "did I interrupt you?" She felt very angry about them being here in her own house, and didn't bother to hide it. She was irritable and out of sorts anyway from work, and what's more, Gordon's brother Guy had been there for a full week now and showed no signs of leaving.
"Of course not, Sharon," Carolyn said easily starting toward the door. "See you tomorrow, Guy!" she blew him a kiss and left as quickly as she could. Sharon didn't even bother to say goodbye.
"Jeez ..." Carolyn whistled to herself as she let herself into her own apartment next door. "She's like somebody's mother!"
Guy finished buttoning the top buttons of his plaid shirt. He was reminded by Carolyn's parting words that he would not be seeing the charming little blonde that night. He had a feeling that she was going out with somebody else and he didn't exactly like it, but there really wasn't anything he could do about it. Neither of them had made any promises to the other, and Guy knew that Carolyn would expect him to be cool about any jealousy he might feel.
He wasn't sure he felt exactly jealous anyway. He just wanted to see the 19-year-old that night, too! Especially now that they had had that brief conversation about his brother's wife on the sofa. His cock felt hard and stiff between his legs and he wasn't going to be seeing Carolyn for 24 hours! What a drag!
He sat dejectedly riffling through magazines on the sofa, listening to the sounds of Sharon putting away the groceries she had bought on her way home from her job. Through his mind reeled lewd images of his sister-in-law fucking herself on the sofa, and he resolved to ask Carolyn to masturbate for him some time. He couldn't think of anything more exciting at the moment!
Sharon threw the beer cans into the refrigerator. She was getting a little tired of lugging home the extra groceries not to mention the money she had to pay out for them. She was going to have to ask Guy to start doing some of the shopping for her at least, since he and Gordon enjoyed their beer so much!
The last of the groceries were put away, and Sharon sighed. Her life had been like hell for the last, week, and she knew that she herself was doing nothing to make it better. She had been so aggravated that she'd succeeded in aggravating Gordon too, and the two were barely speaking to each other. He thought it was all because she didn't want Guy staying there, and told her that she was mean as well as miserly to begrudge the kid a few days with his brother. She had tried to explain that it wasn't that, but it had been no use. How could she explain what it really was! How could she tell him that she could hardly live with herself after that frenzied night she'd spent alone on the sofa? Just the sight of Guy, and the way he was always going off with that awful girl next door, was enough to drive her to distraction, and Sharon thought she was really going to have a nervous breakdown if things didn't change soon!
Guy stared at his red-haired sister-in-law as she stood at the sink washing off the fruit she had brought home.
"I thought you already put everything away!" he said from across the room.
"Yes ..." Sharon answered, annoyed that he was watching her, and suddenly even more self-conscious than before. "They spray the fruit and they must be washed off... I almost forgot!" she added.
"You know, Sharon, you ought to let me help you sometimes!" Guy said, taking in the smooth shape of Sharon's plumply rounded buttocks in her short housedress. She had already changed clothes from the office, and Guy started thinking about the way Gordon made her dress. He really didn't think that it was right, and it occurred to him that perhaps that was just one of the reasons his brother and his young wife didn't seem to be getting along so well.
"I'd be more than happy to have you help me..." Sharon replied testily to Gordon's offer of help. "You can help me make the spaghetti sauce for dinner*tonight, and then you can serve it to Gordon and yourself at 1:00 A M. if you like. I'm going to get some sleep for once!"
Guy realized that his pretty sister-in-law was near to tears, and he stood up. His erect penis was pointing sky high and he moved his palm against his pants to try to make it go down somehow underneath. All of a sudden he was directly behind her.
"Hey," he said, "Hey Sharon, I'm sorry, really I am, if I've been upsetting you ..." he began.
Sharon almost jumped a mile. She half turned toward the young boy and then suddenly burst into tears, putting her hands up over her face to cover the pained expression on her face.
"No .. , no ... it's really my fault... it's all my fault... I just don't know what to do ... I JUST DON'T KNOW!!!"
The only other woman Guy had ever seen cry was his mother, and he had never really and truly felt sorry for the aging woman, but now, he felt a wrench of emotion for his young sister-in-law, realizing for the first time, the depths of her disturbance. He had never thought about her very much at all, he thought with a pang of guilt, likening himself to Gordon, his older brother, who did think about his wife, but somehow in the wrong way, to Guy's thinking. Automatically, he put his arms around the older woman and tried to comfort her, feeling the womanly feel of her voluptuous body pressed for an instant against his lean boyishness. She sobbed hopelessly for what seemed a very long time, and his hands stroked her back as he tried to get her to stop. He even promised to leave the very next morning, but that only seemed to make her sob all the more.
He could feel her smoothly round breasts moving against him each time she took a deep breath, and suddenly, Guy felt the thickness of his already aroused penis jerk forward. She had leaned inward against him at just that moment, and Guy knew that she felt it. Quickly, he pulled her closer to him as she tried to move back. His hands dropped lower on her hips so that her loins were pressed flat against his. He could feel her big, soft thighs and the tantalizing "vee" up between her legs. CHRIST WHAT A FEELING!!
But she was fighting him struggling to get away, and both of them realized what was passing between them.
"NO... NO... DON'T GO AWAY!" he pleaded with his brother's wife. "NO... I WON'T HURT YOU ... I WON'T ...I" But Guy hardly knew what he was saying. He really didn't know what he was saying ... or what he was doing. He was only following his rapidly developing instincts, and they told him that Sharon really wanted him to hold her close ... wanted to feel the hardness of his cock pressed tight and snug up against her soft belly!
He held her as hard as he could and she beat his back with her fists, her face a mask of terror until suddenly, frighteningly, she slipped, and slumped against him. Guy hurriedly pressed his hps to hers. He was just a trifle bit tatter than she, and he was glad of it. He could feel the olerr woman's entire body trembling against bis, and her tongue in bis mouth was wild and hungry. She wanted him badly, and the strength of her emotion frightened and surprised him. Never had he dreamed that he would be feeling his own brother's new wife moaning and sobbing, rubbing her breasts and her loins up against his heated, bulging cock like this!
He could hardly believe that he had only left home a week ago! He tried to match Sharon's frenzy with all his might, feeling only the tiniest spark of guilt about Gordon. Obviously something was wrong there, and somehow, Sharon needed help.
OH GOD! HE WAS READY TO HELP HER! His flame-haired sister-in-law felt so big and voluptuous compared to the smaller dimensions of Carolyn, and Guy thought for one long moment that she was going to literally smother him with kisses. He tried to pull her down to the floor with him, but something within her still resisted that, and they moved against the refrigerator, Guy pressing the excited older woman back against its wall.
"OH, GOD... SHARON!!" he cried, his fingers fumbled up beneath her short summer dress, and he felt the heat of her thighs... round smooth columns of flesh that thrilled him to the marrow of his bones. She was groaning and his fingers climbed higher and higher until he found her panties' thin elastic legband and pushed his forefinger up underneath. Her legs jiggled and she twitched against him, letting out a low mournful cry as his finger sank upward into the sticky warmth of her desire-drenched pussy. The little auburn hairs tickled his finger and he felt sweat popping out all over his body. Suddenly he was cumming, cumming so fast that he cnuld do nothing to stop it.
"OOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!"
His finger rose and jiggled high up into the 24-year-old bride's excitedly seeping cunt, and he ground his hips and his wildly convulsing cock hard up against her loins, pushing and jerking against her as he writhed in absolute ecstasy that neverthe ess knew an underlying torment. OH THE FEEL OF HER UP INSIDE... THE IDEA THAT SHE WOULD LET HIM DO THAT ... THAT SHE WANTED HIM TO DO THAT... THAT SHE HAD PROBABLY WANTED HIM TO DO THAT ALL ALONG! IT WAS JUST TOO MUCH TO TAKE!!
"I'M SORRY ... OH GOD, SHARON ...!!!" he cried as he moved against her and the strength of his bursting orgasm subsided. He felt that he had really lost her, that she was no longer at the peak of lust that they had both created before his premature ejaculation.
A seeping wet spot formed between them, spreading on their clothing, and Guy didn't know what to do. His fingers wiggled and then moved uncertainly upward inside the taut wetness of her still trembling pussy, when she gasped, "oh ... oh ... NO ... NO ... NO ... NO ... NO!" was all she said as she fled from him, running into the bedroom and locking the door noisily behind her.
Bewildered and disturbed, Guy went toward the bathroom to wash up. Later, he thought, he would at least help his distraught sister-in-law by making the dinner himself.