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Ok, so this is how it all started…
In March, my nephew was christened. His new godparents hosted a reception at their home following the christening. It was at the reception, coming from the bathroom, I overheard my sister talking to a girlfriend and our mother (in one of the bedrooms) about not having sex since the baby was born. It sounded like it was her lack of interest, not my brother-in-law’s. They didn’t know I could hear them and I quickly moved on because I knew I had accidentally eavesdropped on a very private conversation.
A little while later, I got my sister alone to tell her. I apologized for listening in, even though it was not intentional. She opened up telling me it was her fault they weren’t having sex and she was worried how her husband was dealing with it. I didn’t know what to say. Without thinking I told her she needn’t worry because he wouldn’t cheat on her. As soon I said it, I regretted it. She didn’t think it would come to that. We agreed she had a good man and I told her it would all work out.
Much later, I was alone in the kitchen. I had begun helping clear things and loading the dishwasher when my brother-in-law came in from outside. He’d had a little too much to drink. While asking if I needed help, he leaned in too close. When I leaned away, I saw he got embarrassed. Without saying anything else, he just left. I didn’t think much of it. He was a little drunk and finding out what was going on between he and my sister, I figured he was confused and probably in need of some attention.
The next day on Monday, because my parents were in town staying with my sister for the week, I went to visit after my last class. We all ate together, a dinner my brother-in-law prepared. Neither of us mentioned the incident from the day before. Truthfully, I had forgotten it completely. (The only reason the memory was revived is because of what was to come in the days ahead).
On Tuesday, as with the day before, I went to visit with my parents after I got out of class. This evening we all went out to dinner then returned to my sister’s. Before leaving, I went upstairs to kiss my sleeping nephew goodbye. Coming out of the nursery my brother-in-law caught me. He apologized for trying to kiss me 2 days prior. I told him I had forgotten about it. It was nothing. Maybe I shouldn’t have but I told him I knew what was (or wasn’t) going on between he and my sister. He admitted it had been rough. I blurted out how I told her I was sure he would never cheat. Again, my mouth got ahead of my head. He reassured me, he would never stray from my sister and thanked me for understanding about his inappropriate advances on Sunday. I told him it was forgotten, and he needn’t worry I would never mention it to my sister or anyone. Then, because I was about to leave, we hugged and when I went to give him a kiss on the cheek it landed on his lips. It was just a peck. No big deal.
The next day, I was surprised when I got a call from my brother-in-law. He thought we needed to talk. He was concerned about the day before. I thought he was blowing things out of portion. He insisted. He asked about my roommate, when I told him she was at her job that evening, he said would come by after work. (I wasn’t seeing my parents that day because they were out visiting friends.)
I had just let him in; we were still standing at the door when he said he wanted to clear things up. I told him it was silly to think the kiss, that was literally a tap on the lips, was anything. He agreed maybe he was being silly but it was because the past months had been rough. I told him I was sure in time everything would workout. He thanked me for telling my sister he wouldn’t cheat. I told him I knew he wouldn’t. He got a weird look on his face and that’s when everything changed.
In an instant, he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to him. Then somehow both our mouths were open to the other’s in the most unexpected and unimaginable kiss. I remember pressing my hands against his chest just hard enough not to push away. Our mouths were locked together. He tasted incredible. I remember feeling guilty for enjoying the flavor of him.
The kiss lasted a long time and when our lips parted, saying nothing, we just stared at each other. His other hand, that was at my waist, felt up under the tank dress I was wearing. His fingers tracing along my panties. Then he grasped me between my legs. Shock is the only explanation I can give for not trying to put a stop to what was happening.
He pulled me to him again. And again, we were locked in a kiss. My hands were still at his chest, more holding it than ineffectively pushing away. I felt his hand move up and his fingers go in to my panties, the roughness of his hand and fingers at my bare pussy. I couldn’t put it all together. It couldn’t be happening. He put a finger inside me. I remember gasping. My brother-in-law was finger fucking me. I almost couldn’t breathe. The kiss nor his finger stopped.
When our lips parted again, looking up at him, I felt his finger go deeper and his hand move to grip my pussy. When he withdrew and released my pussy, I watched as he sucked and licked my juices from his fingers. Licking his lips, he said there was no going back now. I nodded although in that moment I didn’t know what it would mean. (March 2018)
đŸ“· My nephew’s christening.
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