I had just chocked it off to my new knowledge of her affair had contributed to the stress we were already feeling. On Saturday as Kate and I walked th...ough the cold evening air to the Johnson’s house for the party, I told her the recent gossip I had learned. “I heard that Phil Gladford was having an affair,” I said lightly. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Kate pull in her chin. I could feel her stiffen. “Really?” “That’s what I heard.” “With someone we know?” she asked with an unnatural. I knew it, and he knew it. But I could not seem to control myself. I needed him inside me now. I needed my brother to make love to me, to touch me, and to fill my void, both figuratively and literally. My mind raced to my health class in school where they had recently taught us that a boy secretes a little bit of seminal fluid containing live and active sperm long before he ejaculates. They emphasized that girls could get pregnant even if the boy withdraws before he ‘shoots’. I wondered if Gary. She took his balls into her hands and worked at his cock with her mouth. She slipped her lips from it. Pre-cum and her saliva glistened on its head. She flicked at it with her tongue. Tasting. “Use my mouth as a fuck-hole,” she whispered, pursing her glossy red lips. “Fuck my dirty little mouth.” Bumfelt did. But not for long. She was too fucking hot and too fucking good. Her lips touched the tip of his cock’s head. Bumfelt took her head in his hands and fucked her face as requested. His hips. It is so fucking hot, Honey. No man makes love like Chuck. I just want you to experience it once." What if once isn't enough? What if I like it too much?" Well, then you don't have to marry Chris. You can move in with us and we'll just be co-wives to Chuck." I'll think about it, Mom," she said and we hung up.Back in the kitchen, Chuck hadn't moved. I grinned at him and he just looked at me and shook his head. We ate our steaks and salads. We watched TV for a while and went to bed. When I sucked.