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CHAPTER FIVE

Jane Anderson put the teapot on the stove and turned on the fire beneath it. "What she really needs is a drink!" she said out loud to herself. In her living room, a few feet away, sat her sister-in-law, Kay. All upset and about to have a nervous breakdown because she'd discovered Jim was cheating on her! Jane went over to the cabinet and took out a bottle of brandy. She supposed that she ought to be a little more sympathetic, but she knew that her husband, Kay's brother, was not cheating on her! The other way round was more like it. She wished that more women would wise up to the fact that there's no sense sitting home alone all the time when there are interesting people in the world besides your husband!

Jane was tall and buxom, her dark hair framed her face in such a way that many people compared her to Jane Russell. She always laughed whenever anyone said this, but was inwardly pleased at the comparison. Her big breasts were always an asset wherever she went, with men anyway, and she really did not care much about women. She cared a lot about her husband, Ed, though, in spite of a few casual encounters she'd had since their marriage, and the only thing she really had to complain about was his jealousy. Why, she had not even looked at another man in months, but to hear Ed tell it, she was just champing at the bit.

"Well," she thought now as she poured some brandy for her sister-in-law, "Maybe I am!" Something about Kay's story had made her get that old gnawing feeling in the pit of her belly. Yes, it would be nice to do some just plain old fucking with someone else besides Ed… and the sooner the better! She took a small tray with the brandy and the tea pot and cups into the living room. Kay sat on the couch biting her fingernails, her long, blonde hair was a mess.

"God, you've really got it bad, kid!" Jane said putting the tray down in front of the slightly younger woman. "It's not all that horrible, honey!" She sat down next to her on the couch, letting her short skirt ride up and exposing her statuesque legs clear up to the thighs.

Kay moved over a bit. She was almost sorry that she had come. But she'd not known who to turn to after the horrible awakening about what kind of man her husband really was… and finally after giving it some thought, she'd come over to her brother's house to talk to his wife, Jane. Jane was a little crude, and Kay had not always liked her, but she knew that the older woman had much more experience than she had had with men, and consequently she hoped to get some kind of advice from her.

"You'd better drink more of that brandy than the tea, sweetie. You're shaking like a leaf! Now come on, tell me the rest! Don't tell me that you actually went to that address?"

Kay nodded her head solemnly, yes! She was going to break into tears again at any moment if Jane did not stop talking to her like that!

"Oh, Jane," she blubbered, setting her brandy glass down, "I know I'm a fool… I may have done the wrong thing… but don't make it any worse!"

Jane apologized and sat still. She'd just let her blonde sister-in-law tell her everything in her own time. They had all afternoon before Ed got back from the gas station. He'd come in around five or so to get dinner and then go back and work at night for a few hours. He owned the station and did all the repairs himself. She wondered what Ed would say if he saw his normally cool, calm, and collected sister now! Jane bet he had never seen Kay like this! Jane had always been a little jealous of her sister-in-law. What with her being married to that gorgeous hunk of bachelor, Jim. Jane thought now of the lucky young lady who was receiving his favors, wondering who'd had the guts to go after him. Jim was hardly the type of person to start anything on his own!

Jane carefully studied her young sister-in-law's face. "God, even when she's been crying all night and day, she still looks like a Goddamn Goddess!" she thought. "If I'd been crying like that I'd have to spend two days at home with the blinds drawn." Kay was going on meanwhile, stuttering out the entire story of the phone call and the horrid sight of what she'd seen at the house on Turnabout Lane. Jane listened, her face as passive as she could possibly make it, considering the fact that she was getting more and more excited by Kay's description of the three-way orgy.

"Whew!" she exclaimed, "That must have been really something… seeing them in there buck naked and…"

"Oh, please, Jane…please!" Kay was crying again, and Jane felt a distinct sensation of hostility toward her sister-in-law. It was probably all her fault that Jim had to look elsewhere for a little excitement, she figured. She was secretly glad that something had at last happened to shake up her prim, little housewife of a sister-in-law!

"Well, come on, kid, stop crying… you want me to help you figure out something? My feeling is that you should ignore the whole thing. Jim is just having a little fling… most men get around to it eventually… and he'll be his old self again before you know it!" She was helping herself to more of the brandy and pouring another glass for Kay as well. She said every reassuring phrase that came to her mind, all the while thinking about that address on Turnabout Lane. She remembered going to a wild party there last year, and she'd heard tell then that the host was Winthrop Morgan… It was hard to tell because everyone had been blindfolded, and Morgan was known to own over six properties in and around town. Jane was very interested to learn that the parties were on again. She'd only been able to get away one time last year, and the thought that she might get another chance to go to one of the swinging affairs was an extremely pleasant one. She needed a little fun! If only she could think of some way to get out of the house! Her husband Ed was very interested in how she spent just about every waking hour, and it wasn't going to be easy to get away once she did get herself invited to one of those parties!

"Do you really think that's the way to handle it?" Kay inquired, shakily sipping her tea, and then setting it down to lift the brandy glass which was indeed easier to handle.

"What? Oh, yes… ignore it… pretend that you do not know a thing… get yourself a few new frilly undies and make it up to him in bed!" Jane was thinking that she herself would be very interested in "making it up" to her handsome brother-in-law herself. Maybe, one day she would get the chance!

Kay shuddered. "I won't let that filthy monster touch me! The very thought of it makes my skin crawl!!"

"Well, honey… that's not quite the right attitude…" Jane tried to persuade her husband's younger sister to be more lenient toward Jim, all the while thinking, "You little simp… what do you think you've got down there between your legs… Fort Knox?"

The two women talked until it began to grow dark outside, and Jane got up to defrost the dinner she was planning for her husband that night. It was a special lasagna dish that she had made herself a few weeks earlier and frozen so that they could enjoy the treat later on. Ed always enjoyed her good cooking and Jane was very proud that she was able to keep his stomach as well as his body satisfied. Her mother had always told her that the way to a man's heart was through his stomach, but she had never relied solely upon her dinners to keep Ed contented. Actually it wasn't so much to keep him happy that she encouraged their extremely active sexual life together. She herself seemed to need an extra amount of satisfaction, just to maintain her equilibrium. That was why she occasionally felt the urge to cheat on her husband Ed.

She made a strong, hot toddy for Kay who seemed unable to budge from the living room sofa, and then busied herself in the kitchen. She was very curious to see Ed's reaction when he came home and found his sister half-stewed in the living room. She got a little kick out of the idea that finally Kay would slip from that pedestal that Ed always kept her on. Kay was no better than anyone else… he would find that out soon enough! Her sister-in-law was finally getting a little taste of life, instead of just going around like some giant Barbie doll with a mound of flesh-colored plaster where her cunt ought to be! She was feeling so good that she began to sing in the kitchen, and shortly the wonderful aroma of the lasagna and fresh broccoli filled the kitchen. She made a dressing for the salad, and then dashed upstairs to change. She glanced into the living room on her way up and noted that Kay had turned on the television set. The news was on… something about the war, and Kay was sitting as though mesmerized watching it. "Jim's not getting any supper tonight!" Jane thought as she changed into a gold blouse that had a deep "vee" neckline. She pulled on a pair of tight black stretch knit pants, and pleased with herself, went back downstairs. She was expecting Ed at any moment now.

She paused in the living room to ask Kay if she would like to stay for dinner, but Kay declined. "I'm going home in a few minutes, Jane… as soon as I get myself together! You have a new TV!"

"Oh, yes… the color… well, you know we really can't afford it… but the last time we were at your house Ed was so taken with your color TV that he decided we had to have one, too. The payments are not too bad, though. I guess yours is paid for!"

"Y… yes… it is…" Kay felt a little dizzy. She did not feel better at all after having confided in her sister-in-law. In some ways she felt worse… much worse! There was an emptiness inside her… a hollow that had once been filled with the secure feeling she'd had about herself and her place in the world. Now she didn't quite know who she was or what was going to happen next. She felt frightened, and even though she knew that she ought to leave, Kay thought perhaps she might feel better if she could just see her brother. He always cheered her up. She knew that Ed had always looked after her when they were little, calling her a fairy princess. He still called her princess, in fact. Of course she couldn't tell him anything about what had happened… but just one of his bear hugs would feel awfully good right then!

Jane stared at her for a second; it was obvious the blonde was not going to leave. "Well, you just relax and try to take your mind off your troubles. You'll see things will be ship-shape in a few weeks!" Jane disappeared into the kitchen. She felt terribly angry at Kay and slammed a few pots around before calming down. "Ought to be home taking care of her husband, so he doesn't have to get it in the street!" she mumbled. Jane felt extremely agitated. Her buxom body was filled with a nervousness that she knew Kay's story had caused. She knew that if Kay wasn't there moping in the living room, she would seduce Ed the second he came in the door, and they would have a good time right there on the couch. Often it was hours before they got around to having their dinner.

Suddenly there was the sound of Ed's car in the drive, and Jane looked quickly into the mirror that she kept in the broom closet. Her crimson lipstick was perfect, and her black curly hair shone in the overhead kitchen light. The familiar sound of Ed's footsteps sounded in the snow outside the back door, and Jane flicked on the light outside, opening the door in time to greet her stocky, wearily grinning husband. His face was cold as she kissed him, but his warm lips and tongue responded readily to hers as she put her arms around him right there in the doorway.

"Hey… let me get my coat off anyway!" Ed was pleased, though, as he scratched his sandy hair. He was in the mood tonight, and had thought about Jane all the way home from the garage. He'd been working hard all day, and the warm kitchen with its good smells, and Jane's affectionate welcome conspired to give him the feeling that there was indeed no place like home.

Jane felt the tension that Kay's visit had created in her dissipating as she drew Ed into the kitchen. She had a sudden inspiration. Why tell her husband right away that his sister was sitting in the living room. He would find that out later. Right now they could have a little fun right there in the kitchen, and no one would be the wiser.

Slowly, Jane's hands moved along Ed's body, worming under his jacket to the top of his pants. She quickly unzipped his fly and felt the rigidity of his sturdy penis throbbing heatedly against her fingers as she worked, and then she reached for it, and withdrew the rapidly growing stalk of hot flesh from his pants.

"HEY!" he cried out, steadying himself by putting his hands on the kitchen counter. But he was chuckling, his already red face flushing a deep crimson as he waited to see what Jane would do next. Jane was already crouching down in front of him. "Don't you worry," she said, "Nothing will burn…"

"I'm already burning up," he countered, looking down on the top of her dark head. She began stroking him, sliding the loose flesh up and down in a slow, magical rhythm that caused Ed's thick meaty cock to ache with longing beyond endurance. She knelt down onto the tiled kitchen floor and her red, wetly parted lips hovered a scant few inches over the moistly pulsing head of his penis. She held it tightly now, between both her hands, stroking it between the flat of her palms in a teasing up and down motion that caused his hips to move back and forth in time to her maddening caress. Then Jane's head dropped slowly down toward his pulsating hardness and, suddenly, her tongue darted forward, snakelike, the tip of it teasing at the wetness of the tiny gland on the end.

Ed sucked in his breath from the sudden contact. Chills rippled along the back of his spine, bringing the low rumble of a lustful moan to his lips as Jane brought her mouth down all the way and enclosed the whole of the sensitive cock head in a warm, moist pressure. Her soft lips tightened around it just below the head, trapping it completely inside the dark, wet cavern of her mouth.

"Christ!" he groaned, looking down at her shining black hair. She moved her head a bit and he could see his hard shaft of flesh sunk half-way between her tightly ovalled lips, and the sight increased the sensation ten times over, sending shuddering titillations all through him. His cock was wet and glistening as Jane gently began to massage the soft resiliency of his testicles with one hand and to stroke the base of his penis with the other, taking it between thumb and forefinger as she continued sucking gently up and down. It was incredible!

Ed could feel the softness of her tongue twirling madly around his impatiently throbbing member just as her lips pulled upward, the tip flicking magically across the tiny opening of the gland on the end. He flexed his buttocks and groaned again. This time louder!

In front of him, Jane could feel his throbbing reaction and began to suck a little harder. She let the tips of her teeth dig gently, ever so gently, into the hard, resisting flesh leaving small white trails where they had pressured the blood from beneath the surface of the skin. Her wetly quivering tongue began to swipe around and around the growing head of his cock until he thought it was near the bursting point. He could see the shaft growing bigger and bigger with each forward thrust of his wife's head, and he pushed forward sending almost all of the rigid shaft deep into her throat. Ed was certain that she would choke on it, but Jane took it in her stride and continued the maddening sucking, only pausing from time to time to gasp for breath.

Great swirls of heat were building deep, deep in his balls as he watched her at work over his hard excitedly pulsating cock. He had never seen her so determined, and she lunged over his lust-swollen flesh as though she had gone mad. The muscles of Ed's stomach tightened until he thought they would snap from the pressure, as he began to push forward still harder, thrusting his cock even further into the warm moistness of her open mouth. The red, painted flesh of her lips pulled out from her mouth, clinging greedily to his thrusting hard-working cock and he could see the crimson ring around his wetly glistening shaft where her lipstick had rubbed off.

Over and over again Ed groaned, and his lips moved crazily as he spit out the sounds from between clenched teeth. Then suddenly he gasped! The moment was here and now! A low, guttural sound started somewhere deep in his chest as he felt the hot, sticky sperm begin its mad dash from the hidden sanctity of his balls. It began spewing in thick hot streams into Jane's voraciously sucking mouth. Ed's head snapped back, and he looked toward the kitchen ceiling. He had almost forgotten where they were. For some reason his eyes focused on the kitchen clock that was high on the wall facing them; 6:29 it said. Looking down, he saw Jane's cheeks expanding and hollowing like a bellows as she greedily swallowed the warm flooding gushes of his cum to keep from choking.

"Ooooohhhh baby… baby… baby… baaabbyy!!" he shouted, his hands tangling cruelly in her dark hair, holding her head to the wonderful throbbing of his loins as he pushed his squirting instrument all the way down to her tonsils. She went on sucking wildly as he emptied the white hot liquid into the incredible soft warmth of her mouth and throat.

Ed moaned a last heart-rending sound and grunted finally in complete fulfillment. Slowly then his big prick began to deflate inside of Jane's mouth, but she continued sucking softly, gently drawing every last tiny drop of the sticky sperm from his spent cock.

When every last sensation had ebbed from his drained instrument, Ed felt Jane slowly, oh, so slowly, slipping her mouth from it.

"Oh Jesus!" he said. A rush of sensation invaded him again, it was as though he wanted an immediate repeat, but then it was over. The warm air of the kitchen struck his quivering naked member, and Ed realized that he was starving.

Jane rose a little unsteadily from her knees, smiling broadly at her craggy faced husband. "Like it?" she inquired, making big, innocent brown eyes at him, her face flushed from her exertions.

"Like it? Are you kidding, baby… you blew my mind! You're gonna' get yours too… I promise you that… but first feed me… I'm hungry as a horse!"

"It's already, hon… and, oh yes, there is someone in the living room!" Jane laughed silently inside herself, thinking of Kay sitting there drinking while she sucked off her brother's cock in the kitchen. What a laugh!

"What? You're kidding… and you did that to me… Jesus! Why didn't you tell me…?" He was already headed toward the living room. Jane started taking the lasagna out of the oven.

"There's nobody here!" Ed's voice bellowed back from the living room. "Who the hell was it anyway? Or are you just putting me on?"

Kay picked herself up out of the snow drift. She stood knee deep in snow, having left her boots at her brother's house in her hasty exit. She had managed to grab her coat from the stand by the front door as she sped past, panicking as she jerked at the door, fleeing the lewd sounds of her brother's obscene pleasure.

Through bleary eyes, bloodshot from tears and the brandy her sister-in-law had pressed on her, she looked up at the dark, cloudy sky. Has the world gone mad? The entire world? Or only me?

Having heard the strange strangled sounds coming from the kitchen, Kay had rushed to help Jane, thinking perhaps that she had burned herself. The sound was so awful that she had already visualized taking her to a nearby hospital for aid. But as she reached the door to the kitchen, she came to a sudden halt, for there in front of her were her brother and his wife. Her brother was standing by the back door bracing himself against the counter, his eyes closed in what seemed to be ecstatic bliss. While she watched, he emitted another low groan that seemed to come from deep inside his chest. His hands gripped Jane's bobbing head, pushing it steadily up and down upon his stiff, upstanding penis.

From her position, Kay could see it clearly, the beet-red, wetly glistening shaft appeared and disappeared into Jane's tightly ovalled lips. Kay thought she would never forget the way it looked or the expression upon her brother's face. Never had she thought of her brother in such a way, and now she had seen him indulging in that lewd act… and enjoying it! She knew that her sister-in-law Jane was to blame for Ed's wanton behavior in the kitchen, but yet she felt she could not forgive her brother for succumbing to it.

She began to trudge along the snow. Her feet were beginning to grow icy cold. She shivered. The sight of Ed's thick, bloated penis seemed etched in her mind and she could not rid herself of it. Men… she thought… perhaps her blase sister-in-law was correct… maybe they were all alike! Maybe they all liked orgies and filthy things! The thought added to her already deep depression as Kay continued home. She had only a few blocks to go, but without boots it seemed an eternity before she reached the shelter of her home.