This is a fictional story I found on my brother in laws computer that he had written about a year ago with intent to upload here. You might know him as Joe_and_Michelle.
The story was never finished before he had become ill. He had notes at the end for different directions the story might go. Prepare for a quick ending.
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"You just need to sign here, and here," Sam said as he pointed to the documents laid out in front of my wife and I.
I had stopped reading after the first few pages of the mortgage paperwork my brother had worked up for us to refinance to a lower rate. My hand was actually cramping up. I signed in the places indicated. My wife took the pen from me. She signed.
Sam tidied the papers up. "That's pretty much it," he said as he started putting them into his briefcase.
Julie began to stand. "Okay, well thanks for doing this Sam, and thanks for coming to the house to do it. I've got to run though. Jill's soccer practice is over in 5 minutes."
Sam gave Julie a hug. "Tell my favorite niece that Uncle Sammy loves her."
"I will." And with that, Julie was walking out of the kitchen toward the laundry room to the back door.
Sam, watched my wife's ass as she left. We heard the back door close.
He knew I caught him looking and he smiled at me. "She been working out," he asked. "She's looking good."
"Yeah, she's been on a fitness kick."
"Got any recent pictures," he smiled.
Earlier in our marriage, Julie and I had gotten drunk one night at a wedding, upon returning home I persuaded her to masturbate for me - something she normally wouldn't do. Without her knowledge, I took a couple of pictures of her. I tucked them away in my safe at work on a thumbdrive and that's where they've remained. One day Sam had visited me at my office and I showed him the pictures of my wife on her knees, bent over with her head on the mattress, ass in the air and her middle finger reaching between her legs diddlying her pussy.
Sam and I were always huge perverts. We'd even spy on our older sister every chance we got trying to get a glimpse of her in the nude. We would adjust the curtain in her room just so and peer in from outside when she'd enter her bedroom wrapped in only her towel. Didn't matter that it was our sister, we just loved seeing naked females. He and I shared a room, and in it we had a stash of Playboy's, Penthouse's, Hustler's, you name it. That was 25 years ago when we were in our teens. We're now in our early 40's and we haven't changed a bit.
"No, that was a one hit wonder. She's too fucking conservative. I'm lucky if she even gets on top when we fuck anymore. Pretty much I get on, get us both off, then I roll off. Same old shit every time. No more kink out of her. Haven't even had a blowjob in 7 years."
"Not even on your birthday?"
"Hell, I'm lucky if I get laid within a week of my birthday," I stated. "I haven't even tasted pussy in 5 years. Every time I work my way down her body, she gets attitude and tells me I'm killing the mood. And the bitch is, I love eating her pussy. I know it feels good to her. So I don't get it."
"Damn Tom," Sam sighed, taking a swig from the beer that I had given him when he first arrived at the house.
I got up and got another beer for myself. "You want another one," I asked.
"No, I have to get home. Kim and I are going for a run when I get home."
"I saw Kim at mom and dad’s a couple of weeks ago. She's looking pretty damn good herself. Any chance I'm going to get a peek at a picture of her?"
Sam laughed. "Nope. There has been no picture taking in our bedroom. Though, we were thinking about making a home porno."
"That'd be fantastic. But I know you wouldn't show me that."
Sam shook his head. "Nope." He took another swig of his beer and said, "Kim actually said she'd rather have someone film us instead of having the camera on a tripod. But she said she couldn't trust anyone."
I smiled.
"Except you," he continued.
Straight faced, I said, "I'd do it and there is nobody you could trust more."
"Well, the reason Kim said you is because she'd have that to hang over your head if you ever did tell anyone. You'd be in so much shit with Julie..."
I finished his sentence for him, "...she'd probably divorce me."
I didn't know if Sam was shitting me or not, but if he wasn't, I felt the need to reassure him. "If you and Kim want to do this, I've got the video equipment to do it so that is of real good quality, and assure her that I am 100% trustworthy. I would tell no body. And you wouldn't have to worry about me trying to jump in. Seeing her naked is one thing, wanting to join in and turning it into a threesome would be a no-no for me. I would never do that to Julie."
Sam laughed. "Well, I don't think it'll happen."
"If the subject comes up again, if my name comes up again, try to talk her into it. Tell her I’m in. I'd really like to see her gorgeous little body. You know I think she's cuter than shit."
He gave a nervous laugh.
"I'd even make a damn good movie on my Mac. I've got some editing software that..."
"Dude, relax. It was just something we bounced off each other one time. I don't think she'd do it when crunch time came."
"Well, if you discussed it, the thoughts in her head. That would never happen in my marriage. Ever. Even if she was shit faced drunk. Don't let this opportunity slip you by. Again, if it comes up again, tell her I'm game. I'd come up with a little script and I'll make the finished video look like an Oscar worthy film."
Sam took the last swig of his beer and stood up. "I'll remember." He grabbed his brief case and said, "I gotta run, I'll call you if I need anything else with the mortgage paperwork."
I walked him to the front door, let him out, and then closed and locked the door behind him. My thoughts went to fantasizing filming the two of them having sex. My cock had grown hard during the conversation. It had been a few weeks since Julie and I had fucked. I went to my master bath, locked the door and proceeded to jack off imagining Kim's cute little body without a stitch of clothing on.
******
Julie, I, and the kids had gotten together with my brother and his family a couple of times over the next few months, nothing more was said between my brother and I about the possibility of me filming them. I just assumed it would never happen. Out of the blue, about a month before the kids spring break, Sam called me up.
"Hey, what's going on, Sam?"
"Nothing much, just called to see how you're doing."
"Pretty good, thanks. How about you?"
"Good. Hey, I'm not going to beat around the bush, remember when we did the mortgage paperwork when you said you'd be on board with videotaping Kim and I?"
My heart sunk, "Yeah?!?" Was he about to say what I hoped he'd say?
"Well, I brought it up to Kim. She was talking with Julie last time you guys were out at the house and Julie said she was taking the kids to Florida for spring break, but you were staying home because of work. Is that right?"
"Yeah, I'm just too busy, especially with Karen quitting. It just leaves Courtney and I in the office by ourselves."
"Well, Kim, is considering allowing you to videotape us. She even has the dates worked out. If you're up for it."
"Fuck yes I'm up for it."
"She wants to speak with you first. She just needs to be sure about some things. To put her mind at ease."
"Well, of course. Like what things?"
"She's kind of on board with the whole thing of you telling us what to do and making a movie out of it. That way, she'd be acting in a way, is how she explained it. Almost as though you weren't getting a look at us in our normal love making routine. But she doesn't want anything too vulgar. At the same time, she wants it a bit raunchy for our own viewing pleasure later."
"Sammy, I've already got this planned out. Believe me, I've been thinking about it for the past 5 months. I'll suggest certain positions, you two would determine how dirty it gets when you're actually doing it."
"Yeah, I kind of thought that."
"Plus," I added. "If there is anything you don't want on the video, it doesn't go on the video. Get as nasty as you want, I can edit the shit out of it."
"I figured that, too."
"Have Kim call me. I'll set her mind at ease. There is nothing to be concerned about. If we do it, and she doesn't like any of it. I'll delete it all right then and there."
"Okay, I'll let her know. Maybe she'll want to call you. She feels weird talking to you about this, though. I guess you'd have to put yourself in her shoes."
"I totally understand," I said. "If you want me to come out beforehand. Great. If she wants to talk on the phone. Great. If she wants to talk it over the morning of. That's fine, too. Whatever she's most comfortable with, just let me know."
"She's just very self-conscious about you seeing her that way, I'm not sure when the time comes she'll..."
"I understand, but try to explain to her that I'm a grown man. I know what a naked woman looks like. She has what every other woman has. They are all just different sizes, shapes, colors..."
Sam nodded, "Yeah, but nobody but I ha..."
"I know. But still explain that to her, maybe that will put her at ease. But, little brother, let me tell you something - just between you and I. I will truly enjoy seeing the pink of her little pussy. Every little glorious fold of that luscious little taco. The vision of her clit will be burned into my memory forever. I will never forget it. Her nipples, her areolas, I can't wait to see you sucking on her tits. The thing I most look forward to is watching her face when she cums. I'm going to see it all, and I will enjoy every single fucking minute of it."
Sam started laughing. "You are a perverted fucker."
"Hey, I'll admit it. I'm perverted, and I pray to god she gives the thumbs up on this."
"I've got to go. I'm pulling into work. I'll talk to you later, you sick puppy."
"Later," I said, then hung up.
**************
It was a week later that I was at work going over some bills. My email chimed. I glanced up and noticed it was from my sister-in-law Kim. I quicly reached for the mouse and clicked on the message. It read, "Call me at your convenience. I'm home until 3:00pm." I glanced at the clock, it was 1:30.
I reached for the phone, dialed the number and waited. My heart was pounding. The phone rang once, then twice, then a third time. Suddenly it picked up. There was silence. "Kim," I said.
"Yeah. Hi, Tommy. I'm sorry. I didn’t expect you to call so quick. Ummm... I just called to...", she paused. "Well, anyways, this is a bit awkward for me. I don't really know wh..."
I could sense the nervousness in her voice.
"Kim," I interupted. "Relax. How are you?" I didn't want her feeling uncomfortable.
"Good. Thank you." She paused. "I'm calling about what you and Sam talked about."
"Yeah, I figured. Well, let me tell you right now, there is no need for you to feel uncomfortable, don't feel nervous, don't feel awkward."
"Okay. Thanks," she answered, "But I can't really help it. I didn't even know what I was going to say when you called so..."
"Okay, so, let me try to do the talking, if you have any concerns, feel free to stop me at any time, okay?"
"Okay," she replied.
"So, I want you to know Kim that if we proceed with what Sam and I spoke of, I will not judge you, I will not think any less of you. I promise you that I won't look at you any differently. If I do, I will look at you with more respect because I realize how hard this must be for you to do, I mean in front of me. I can’t stress enough to you how impressed I am with you, for having the courage to do this in my presence with Sam."
"Well, thank you, Tom," she said. “I certainly would consider my actions brave, by any means.”
“Are you kidding me? Of course you are.” I continued, "Let me also say this. I promise you that never in my life will I tell anybody what happens. That will always be between you, Sam and I. At the same time, I have to request the same privacy from you guys - that nobody ever knows that I participated in this. Julie would divorce me in a New York minute, I can assure you of that. I love my wife and am very happily married. Me partaking in this would definitely screw things up."
"Well, that is one of the reasons your name came up when it was discussed, because I feel that I can trust you, and because you know I could hang this over your head. I know Julie would kill you. That sounds harsh to say it like that. It sounds like I’m threatening you. The main reason your name came up is because I feel I can trust you."
"Of course you can, Kim. And I’m honored that you would trust me more than anyone else."
"The big thing is. Well…. I've just never been in..." She paused, trying to find the right words. "No man but Sam has ever..."
"Kim, let me assure you of one thing. I am going to enjoy looking at you. It doesn't matter if it was you or another woman. It's just the way I - just like your husband - am wired. It is going to be a turn on for me watching, but even more so because you are so beautiful. I've always thought that of you. Sam is a lucky guy to be able to have someone as beautiful as you. When you two were dating – when I first met you – I always thought you were a pretty girl but never thought more on it. Until, the day I saw you in your wedding dress walking down the aisle, I was blown away. I never really looked at you any other way because, after all, you were my brother’s girlfriend then. But the day of your wedding. I mean, WOW! Every time I see you, you look beautiful."
"Oh stop it. I am not."
"Yes, you are. Well, 80% of the time I think you are. There have been a couple of time I thought you looked like you got run over by a truck." I laughed.
She laughed. "Fuck you too."
"There's the Kim I know and love."
"So, I won't have to feel uncomfortable seeing you after we do this, well, if we do this?"
"Of course not. If anything, I hope it brings us closer in a way. That the three of us have this secret." I tried putting her more at ease, but was truthful when I said, "If you think there will be any time after this that you will feel uncomfortable around me, then I don't want to do this. I don't want it affecting our families’ relationship."
"And I'm not supposed to feel odd when I'm around Julie?"
"No, because she will never know. Nobody will ever know. Just you, Sam and I. But again, if you think there will be any awkwardness afterwards, I'd prefer we didn't do it."
She sighed. "And Sam assured me you wouldn't try to get involved?"
"Oh God, Kim. God no. I would never want to do that with you. Again, I will enjoy watching, but no, I won't."
"Even if Sam gets it in his perverted head and tells you to. You wouldn’t, right? You'd just be handling the camera?"
"That's it."
"Okay, well, Sam and I need to think on it a bit more, but he said he mentioned spring break when Julie was away visiting her sister. That's in a few weeks, so, I guess you'll hear from one of us - well, from Sam before then."
"Yes, that's what he said. Spring break."
"Okay, Tom. Well, you've put my mind a bit more at ease. I can't say for sure, but..."
"If you do decide to do it or not, just that you considered me to be the person assisting you with this made my day. I am truly thankful that you have that much trust in me. I want to say thank you for that."
"Thank you, too. For not thinking poorly of me, Tom."
"Oh Kim, of course not."
"Well, okay then, I'll talk to you later."
"Bye, Kim. Love you."
"Love you, too."
We both hung up.
*******
The following day, Sam's number popped up on my cellphone. I grabbed it quickly and tapped the 'answer' button on the screen.
"Tell me it's on," I said immediately.
"It's on."
"Holy shit."
"So, we're taking the kids to her mom and dad's house early on Saturday, the day after Julie leaves for Florida. Then we're going back to the house and getting ready. Tentatively 1:00pm. Will that work?"
"Yes. Definitely. Lighting will be better also with it being daytime."
"Okay then, I'll talk to you again before then. I gotta go right now though. Client just checked in."
We both said goodbye and hung up.
*********
I spoke with Sam one other time leading up to the big day to confirm the time of my arrival, he told me to show up about 1:00 if that worked.
I arrived at their house on Saturday, right at noon. With my backpack of camera gear, I rang the doorbell. Sam let me in and asked if I wanted a glass of wine. I declined. I noticed a glass next to a bottle on the kitchen counter. Sam took it and began to drink from it.
"Kim is getting ready. She'll be out in a few minutes."
"Okay, cool." I was feeling a bit nervous myself now.
I opened my backpack and started pulling out my equipment to occupy my time. "So how is she doing," I asked. "Nervous?"
"Surprisingly, no. She was apprehensive through the week, but yesterday and this morning, she's been fine."
That made me feel better. I didn't want her feeling uneasy. It would go much better if she wasn't. "That's good. Hopefully she just relaxes and enjoys it."
"You know, Tom. I know you guys talked beforehand about you just filming, but if I get her to go with it, I'd like to see you eat her pussy out. If you're game."
That shocked me. "Seriously?"
"Yeah, I think that would be awesome. Kim and I have made mention of someone else joining in in the past, but it has always been referring to sex. She said if she ever decided to have sex with another guy at my urging, she'd want him to be hung pretty well."
I smiled at that. Damn, I was digging my sister-in-law more and more. "Well," I said. "You're not getting that from me. I am by no means large."
Sam took a sip of wine and said, "No, that's not what I was meaning to say. I was just trying to say it's been discussed in the past. Maybe to help her take the next step toward that, is for her to take some baby steps. The way I look at it is this... I get hard thinking of another guy getting with her. I do. I'm a sick minded fuck that would enjoy seeing his wife getting boned by a guy with a huge cock. But, maybe the first step is just a bit of introduction to another man. I'd love to see her cum because of another guy. And, you said you haven't tasted it in a while. So, it's a win-win in my book. That is if you're cool with it."
"What is Kim going to say to that?"
"Already mentioned it to her. She said that she might be up for it, but she didn't think that you'd go for it because you would view it as cheating on Julie. From what you told her on the phone, you would only be an observer."
I considered this for a moment. Would licking another woman's pussy be cheating? Without question, yes. But it's definitely not the same as fucking. Those are two totally different levels. I've been denied it so long from my own wife. I think if she gives me the signal, then yes. Possibly. But I can’t say for sure.
"I understand," he said. "I just would really enjoy it."
"Well, I would too, but..."
"Say no more," Sam interrupted, holding his hands up. "You and Kim are not 100% positive, so let's leave it at that. If it happens, it happens. If it doesn't, it doesn't."
I heard a door open behind me. It was their bedroom door. Kim walked out. She was wearing a robe and holding an empty glass of wine. Blood rushed to her cheeks and she blushed, looking down a bit as she walked towards us.
Her long robe covered her completely from the neck down. I could see her bare feet beneath. There was a very minimal amount of skin showing, but she had never looked as sexy as she did now. Perhaps because my mind began imagining the robe would soon be on the floor.
As she got nearer, she lifted her head slightly and our eyes met again.
"Good morning," I said.
"Good morning, Tom," she said. She gestured toward the video and camera equipment. "I see you're ready for the big day,” and then gave a nervous laugh.
"Ummm, yeah. You?"
She held out her glass, which Sam began to refill. "Getting there. 3 glasses in, the 4th usually puts me in a better mood." She laughed again.
Sam said, "So Tom, we spoke before. You said something about making this into a little movie."
"Yeah, I just had this idea bouncing around in my head. I think it will turn out nicely. During the editing of the final project, you two can decide what goes on the final project, and what ends up on the cutting room floor."
Kim asked, "And what is the general plot of this movie?"
"Well, I kind of wanted that to be a surprise. If that's alright. But it'll be nice, more about your love for each other than anything else."
Kim and Sam's eyes met. Sam's eyebrows raised a bit as though he was saying, 'sounds good, you in'.
Kim turned to me, "I trust you, Tom. Whatever you say, tell us what to do."
"Well, there is very little directing from me that is involved, though, I have one thing that might be a bit uncomfortable for you Kim, it's..."
I paused.
Sam cut me off. "Tell us when the time comes. We're all in. Whatever you say, we'll do." He looked at Kim, "Right, babe?"
She nodded first at him, then she turned to me and nodded to me.
"Okay, then," I said. "So, whenever you two are ready, we'll just go to the bedroom or wherever and you two have fun. I'll record it. For as long or as short as you want. Do what you want. Afterwards is where I'll ask some things from you both, most especially you Kim, and that's the material I'll use to edit the story together."
"Well, no time like the present," Sam said. He held out his hand to Kim and they walked toward the bedroom. I picked up my equipment and followed.
***end of story***