New Reality

After 6 weeks away, things changed for me. Thinking back to March when my brother-in-law 1st said he wanted me to apply for the internship at his job, I thought it was a crazy idea. I thought it best to return home for the Summer so things would end between us without anyone finding out. Coming back from Europe, I was grateful he insisted I apply because the time away with him allowed me to see things differently.

From the beginning my brother-in-law said we can’t go back. We can’t change what has already happened. In Europe, I finally understood what he meant. Once it began, I could never change the fact that my sister’s husband was fucking… and I liked it. I had to be honest with myself. I didn’t want it to end. I kept telling myself (and him), it needed to end because it was wrong.

It was in Santorini when it finally clicked for me. We were in the middle of a very intense fuck. I was on my back. He was on top. I could feel his dick stretching me so very deep and wide. He was splitting me open with force that I loved but always stunned me. He stopped for a few seconds. Looking down at me, he said he brought me there for a reason. The place where he and my sister honeymooned, in the bed they consummated their marriage.

He asked if I would change anything about that moment. I couldn’t speak but I shook my head no. Then he said, I’m your sister’s husband, would you change anything about where we are or what we’re doing right now?  Again, I shook my head no. He said he needed to hear me say it. I told him I wouldn’t change a thing.


He was smiling down at me. I could feel my pussy contracting on his dick. He could feel it too. He said it was funny how when I spoke the truth, my body reacted accordingly. As his jackhammer of a dick began slamming in to me, my pussy being split open again, I finally admitted something to myself. Regardless of his marriage to my sister, I wanted things to continue with my brother-in-law and I was going to do whatever necessary to make sure of it.  


After that, the guilt and the shame lifted. He told me in the email he sent in May, we should indulge ourselves and relish every moment together. That finally made sense to me.  The secret of our affair used to scare me. It doesn’t anymore. In a weird way it makes it more special. The fact no one else knows and can ever know, makes all the more incredible. What we have together is just for us, only us, in every way. We’ll never experience anything like it with anyone else ever again.

In that same email, he mentions our unspoken commitment. In Santorini, we spoke our commitment to each other for the 1st time. He said our relationship came before his marriage. I was shocked. He said he had to in order to be with me. Every time he lied to my sister to get his dick in me, he was putting us 1st. Planning our 6 weeks together was putting us 1st. He said he was committed to continue putting me before my sister. I told him I would do the same. We agreed our relationship was the priority in both our lives. In a weird way, the agreement made me feel free.


I don’t want my sister hurt. I don’t want their marriage to break up. My brother-in-law continues to be a good husband. He loves my sister and is committed to their marriage and parenting their son together. He gives her the space she needs, while I give him the sexual intimacy he needs. He doesn’t want her hurt either and he vows to protect me. He believes I’ll be the one hurt the most if anyone discovers the truth because my sister will have the support of family, I won’t. He never wants that to happen. I appreciate him seeing it from my perspective.

I’ve never wanted a man more than I want my brother-in-law. In the beginning, I kept waiting for it to end. Now, I am excited to keep it going for as long as possible. I am in a highly charged sexual relationship with my sister’s husband. It is the most intense physical relationship I’ve known and I understand we need to see this relationship through until it’s conclusion. Whenever that comes. I won’t to rush it. I am not going to waste time worrying about what ifs. I prefer to live in the moment.


So, there it is. This is where I am. This is my new reality. (July 2018)

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