Deception (closed for ezwriter)

[sallythescorpian]

Claire Morrisey, 31, 5'3" 34DD, Slim and toned.

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IC

The shade offered by the trees was precious little, and totally insufficient, and Claire plucked at the neckline of her sundress, as little beads of sweat trickled into the vally of her breasts.

Dan, her husband of seven years, was off kicking a ball around with the kids, one was their 6 year old son, Stephen, and the others were neices and nephews here with their parents, as they all gathered for her in laws wedding anniversary party.

She sipped on her chardonnay, and pushed her salad around the plate, already over full after the BBQ they had eaten earlier.

The sun reflected off of the large picture windows of the house, and turned the glass into a mirror, or sorts, and she watched as a familiar figure walked in her direction, approaching her from behind. Ben, Dan's older brother albeit only by eighteen months, was walking casually toward her, and despite her best intentions, her heartbeat went up a notch.

 

[ezwriter]

Ben Morrissey 37, 6'2, 200 lbs., athletic build, brown hair, green eyes.

Ben was bored. The party had gone on for quite some time, he'd drunk his fill long ago and that, combined with the still, stifling heat of the afternoon, the incessant buzz of the children and the idle chit chat made the day more annoyance than Ben could stand. Fitting, he mused, that this tedious party was to celebrate his 10 tedious years of marriage with Katie. Oh they were fine. Things could be worse, but it wasn't a good sign that he felt less stressed and more easy going when he was apart from her.

So while Katie blabbed on to some other ladies about the new bathroom tile, Ben ventured out of the air conditioning to the yard where Dan was mixing it up with the kids, jacked up on soda seemingly tireless.

Dan was great with things like this. Always taking Stephen and Ben's own son Own on outings and hikes. As his brother saw Ben cross the yard, he called him over to join the "fun." Ben declined with a gesture. Much more intriguing for him would be another sport he'd grown fond of...baiting Claire. His brother certainly had landed a hot little number. Nice tits. Smart too. But something of a bitch, he thought and maybe more into his little brother's not insignificant earning power than she was into his little brother.

That was Ben's problem, he'd decided. But there was no denying that he and Claire had developed an incendiary chemistry - hostility, lust, jealousy, disdain... yes all those things. As he moved to where she sat beneath the trees, he knew it might not be a pleasant chat they were about to have, but it wouldn't be boring.

He stood over her gazing down at the swell of her breasts outlined by her sundress, matted with perspiration. Claire shielded her eyes looking up at him.

"Look who's here. My favorite sister-in-law. If you hurry inside Claire, you can catch Katie's 2 pm tour of the bathroom remodel. Or are you waiting for the hired help to come refill your wine glass?"

 

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"Look who's here. My favorite sister-in-law. If you hurry inside Claire, you can catch Katie's 2 pm tour of the bathroom remodel. Or are you waiting for the hired help to come refill your wine glass?"

She glanced up idly, bored, holding her empty wine glass aloft.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought the hired help had arrived, my bad!" She looked him over, a slow steady perusal head to toe and back up again. "Perhaps not - the attitude sucks, and you''d starve if you depended on tips. So, to what do I owe the....... um... shall we say pleasure, of your company??". She eyed him, impressed again by the way he filled his clothing, he exuded masculinity, there was nothing remotely effeminate about her brother- in-law. He always managed to give her the impression that he was a panther, wild and untamed, and on the prowl. She liked to bait him.

She lowered her glass. "let me guess, you're all out of wine.!" She twirled the stem, and looked up at Ben under her lashes. " Perhaps everyone needed it, in order to listen to the mind-boggling details about your bathroom remodel??? Certainly, I felt as though I had plumbed and tiled it myself, I had such intimate knowledge of it, after a mere five minutes. Of course, the real troopers are still in there" she checked her watch, "two hours and forty five minutes, and still counting!!!"

Her tone was acerbic, and she glanced again at her husband running with seemingly endless energy, with the kids. "Not up to running around with the boys, huh stud?" she said, her tone indicative of something altogether different to the football game going on at the other end of he yard. She leaned in and whispered in a mock confidential tone. "Not enough energy for much activity, at your age, huh??!" she laughed, but her eyes sparkled with devilment.

 

[ezwriter]

Ben's eyes had locked on Claire's as she went on in her snarky tone, so not a drop of the vinegar in her words or honey in her eyes had been lost on him. She'd gladly taken the bait. The game was on. And whether it was the alcohol they'd both consumed, the heat of the day or the natural trajectory this dynamic had taken, something was about to break loose.

"You're one to talk, Claire," Ben shot back. "Like we didn't all have to hear about every mind-numbing detail of your pool and landscaping contract... and your mock outrage of how much it was costing "us." Us? Hell, at least Katie works. What the fuck do you do all day but sit around complaining about your nanny, shoe shopping, getting your nails done and your twat waxed. Oh, well, you know you did earn it. You found a Stanford law grad and sucked his dick often enought early enough to make him think you were gonna be some kind of suburban Mommy slut... and - what - cocoa butter hand jobs on the beach in Kaui? Shit like that... to keep the tennis bracelets coming. Well, you got him, Claire. Good job. Now what? Nothing I bet. Maybe birthday sex? Anniversaries. That's why Dan's got all sorts of energy to run around."

"... But, your man... the 9-year-olds are about his speed. I'd kick his ass in hoops, track, wrestling. Always could. Still can. How about you - you wrestle, honey?"

 

[sallythescorpian]

She laughed derrisively at his cutting commentary.

"OOoooh your sticking up for Katie? The little lady needs her knight in shining armour, huh??" She looked over at her husband. "Perhaps you missed the highlight of that landscaping scheme - several hot, half naked men strolling around, outside my windows day in day out! Hmmmmm It'd give a girl ideas!! Real men, with real tools!!" she laughed sarcastically, and then sighed dreamily as she recalled the hot, tanned, semi naked workmen, with thier defined bodies.

She bristled, though, at his reference to her talking about the money she and Dan had.

" Us? "

She pulled a face.

"Hell yeah! I deserve at least half the credit for what we have. He wouldnt' be where he is today, if not for me! I impressed all the senior partners at the firm, I showed them that I am the perfect partner's wife, that's why he made partner as quickly as he did. Me!!"

"And Katie's job??? Pleeeeaaaaasssse!! Dancing her ass about, showing property one day a week is hardly a career, now is it?? And baby, she couldn't sell water to Arabs!! Trust me, if she sell a house, she throwing in a little extra, if you know what I mean!!"

Claire knew she was being unfair, and she didn't believe that of Katie for an instant, she was far too "holier than thou!" Claire leaned in close, whispering confidentially, "and as for my twat, as you so eloquently put it, wouldn't you like to know if its waxed or not??? Whether the skin is silky smooth, begging to be touched,...... or not!!" She spread her legs a little as she spoke, the skirt of her sundress riding up high, and when she was sure she had his attention, she snapped them shut again.

" Oh, well, you know you did earn it. You found a Stanford law grad and sucked his dick often enought early enough to make him think you were gonna be some kind of suburban Mommy slut... and - what - cocoa butter hand jobs on the beach in Kaui? Well, you got him, Claire. Good job. Now what? Nothing I bet. Maybe birthday sex? Anniversaries. That's why Dan's got all sorts of energy to run around."

She began to laugh hard.

"You wanna know how well I suck dick babe, have the balls to come right out and ask, dont dance around the issue. I bet you spend and extra.... oh lets say... two minutes, in the shower, frantically jacking off, dreaming of me sucking that cock you boast on! And I bet that's the only sexual relief you get"

She looked pointedly at his groin.

"Well honey, I'm not seeing anyting anywhere near as impressive as you let on. Can you even get it up these days Ben, without viagra, I mean??"

"... But, your man... the 9-year-olds are about his speed. I'd kick his ass in hoops, track, wrestling. Always could. Still can. How about you - you wrestle, honey?"

She looked up at him, and put on a mimic of a child's voice.

"Are you really bigger and better than your little brother Ben??" she rolled her eyes. " Please! Grow up!! You guys all think you are waaaaaaay better in the sack than you are, and if you had me honey, you wouldnt have the first idea where to start to satisfy me!! A thirty second roll in the hay might wow the socks off of little ol Katie, but it'd bore the pants off of me!! And as for wrestling?? I'd take you in a second!! Feel free to try me anytime, if youre man enough!" She was no longer talking about wrestling, but then, she figured he knew that. She was also certain that this was nothing more than teasing him, and later, she would imagine that he was in his house, jacking off for all he was worth, as he thought about her.

 

[ezwriter]

Ben squatted on his haunches beside where his sister in law sat up on the ground and took hold of her tanned, slender wrist. It was tiny in his massive hand and as he closed his fingers without any effort his grip manifested tremendous strength, enveloping her wrist and forearm like a blood pressure cuff. And his grip grew steadily stronger as he spoke to her, without squeezing, his power effortless like a python around prey.

"Look here, precious. You don't have to go off showing your panties to me. I know they're damp from your scent. It's just a damn shame my brother treats you so nice. One of these days someone's gonna treat you like you deserve."

And Ben's eyes bore into her as he released her arm and rose to standing. Then he turned and crossed the lawn, not to the house but to the detached garage a ways to the side and behind the house.

 

[sallythescorpian]

"Look here, precious. You don't have to go off showing your panties to me. I know they're damp from your scent. It's just a damn shame my brother treats you so nice. One of these days someone's gonna treat you like you deserve."

After a long, hard, penetrating stare, he was gone, striding purposefully toward the garage. Claire's heart pumped hard. There was something in her brother in law, something..... something feral, almost.... he was..... primative, and it was not that he was lacking sophistication, for he could be incredibly smooth and charming when he wanted to be, it was a rawness underneath........ and it drew her.

Her mouth was dry, and for once she was lost for words, no quick comeback as he stood to go. She watched him, the swinging of his hips as he walked reminicent of the rhythm of sex, and God help her, she wanted him. No she didnt!! What was she thinking?!! She would give him a piece of her mind, that was what she would do.

She got up and walked quickly toward the garage, throwing the door open, and all but running in. She slammed the door behind her, and looked around in the dim interior, her eyes struggling to adjust to the sudden gloom. She was breathing hard, not from exertion, but from something else. She leaned against the door, adrenalin pumping, as she looked around for her nemesis.

 

[ezwriter]

Ben was under the hood of the 68 Mustang he was restoring when he heard her come in, heard the door close and her tentative footsteps through the dimly lit garage... heard her rapid, agitated breathing.

He wiped his hands tossed the rag on the engine and rose to standing, moving silently around the front of the car, he approached from behind as her eyes adjusted to the dark.

"Can I help you?" He heard her start audibly. Claire turned to him as he continued his approach moving to where she stood by the side of the car. Advancing until the space between them was a scant few inches, she retreating against the cool steel and glass of the car door.

"I'm such an asshole sun of a bitch? You follow me into my garage to tell me that?" Ben asked, his face now close to hers, eyes piercing, his features illuminated by the daylight through two small side windows.

His massive hand was gathering the hem of her cotton sundress now, hiking it up, now slipping his palm between her thighs to press at the crotch of her panties. An insistent presence against the damp wet patch, his fingers rising into her heat to penetrate the slit through the fabric. Her body was pressed into the curve of the car, her torso arching up to him.

"Hmmm Claire? Something in here you need?"

 

[sallythescorpian]

What had possessed her to come in here? Claire was breathing hard, her anger, somewhat dissipated, but adrenalin still pumped hard.

"Hmmm Claire? Something in here you need?"

He startled her, and she jumped!

"You asshole!" she hissed, more annoyed at herself for letting him get to her, than she was at him. She backed backward, and ended up with her backside pressed against the surprising cool metal of the car, with her hot brother in law on her front side.

His hand was between her legs, how it had gotten there she couldn't say, but she knew he would feel the dampness that soaked her thong. Unconsciously, she spread her legs a little and rolled her hips, pressing her hot pussy into his intruding finger. But while her body capitulated, her mind recoiled.

"fuck you, you bastard!" she hissed. "you're not half the man your brother is, and you know it, you envy him, everything he has, most especially you envy that he has me!!"

 

[ezwriter]

"Is that why you ran in here for, Claire? To tell me I'm not the man Dan is? Is that why your sweet little snatch is dripping wet?" Ben's hand stretched the crotch of her panties aside and slid behind it, insinuating two thick fingers between her moist swollen folds.

"And jealous of Dan? That's funny. Why would I want a whore for a wife when I can have his wife for my whore?"

And Ben pressed his body against hers and slid his fingers slow and deep inside her. His hand reached up and gathered her dark silky hair in a fist and bent her face up to his.

"You came for my cock."

 

[sallythescorpian]

She laughed derisively, and then she moaned as his fingers entered her hot wet snatch, grinding herself down on him.

"Why would I want a whore for a wife when I can have his wife for my whore?"

She bristled.

"pretty sure of yourself aren't you stud?? What would Katie darling say if she knew her wonderful Ben was trying to fuck his brother's wife??"

She sneered at him, intending to say something cutting, but her pussy was clenching his fingers tight, and her mind went blank.

He yanked her head back by her hair, and she gasped, partly in pain, but mostly in surprised arousal.

"You came for my cock!"

His word shocked her, and she pushed him, hard, but he didn't move. She brought back her hand and slapped his cheek, but that was as ineffective as the push! Finally she looked up, staring into his eyes, and shook her head.

"sure thing stud, every woman lust after YOUR cock! Ha! I bet you fuck Katie gently and carefully, worshipping her what, once every couple of weeks! Now, cos you're not getting any you imagine everyone wants you!!"

 

[ezwriter]

Ben laughed in her face. He really hadn't imagined it would be this easy, that her need was this deep. And no, Claire was nothing like Katie and for that he was grateful, but still he was here with her, because he needed to feel something deeper, realer, rawer.

"The thing of it is, Claire. Whatever Katie and I do in bed, she's not out tracking Dan down into some secluded corner of the house. She's not the one with my brother's hand three knuckles deep in her cunt." She saw her expression change slightly in her eyes as he slid his fingers from her - and again when his hand closed around the sopping scrap of fabric at her crotch and yanked it violently, the muffled staccato ripped sliced through the still garage as he tore her silken thong into tattered scraps that he gathered in his hand.

"I really think you've done even talking, bitch," he hissed and brought the fistful of her panties to her mouth. Clutching her hair fiercely he forced the fabric between her lips, filling her mouth with it.

Now, grabbing her wrists, he drew her arms forcefully over her head, clutching and pinning her wrists on the hood of the car with his left hand. With his right, he reached down and deftly unfastened the button of his jeans, worked the fly and opened his pants. Ben's dick pressed thick and hard against the confines of his briefs. Their afternoon's banter - the scorching assaults they'd exchanged had had him hard the better part of an hour. A damp slimy circle of precum betrayed his arousal.

Ben reached beneath his waistband, slid the briefs to his thighs and took his thick member in his hand. The knob was swollen purple and glistened with a bead of semen.

Hiking Claire's dress up once more, he pressed his way between her legs, opened her with the strength of his thighs and with one quick movement, buried his cock deep inside his sister in law, clenching his ass to swell his head, using his powerful thighs and glutes to arch up high and strong pressing her against the metal door of the car.

 

[sallythescorpian]

"She's not the one with my brother's hand three knuckles deep in her cunt."

The truth of his words did not make them any more palatable to Claire. She was thinking up some cutting comment, when he moved his fingers and ripped her thong off, shoving it into her mouth, muting her.

He grabbed and pinned her arms, and she struggled frantically, although she could not, in all honesty, suggest that she was actually trying to get away, she just needed to struggle, to be overpowered.

Seconds later, he forced her legs apart, and he thrust his big cock into her, stretching her, making her feel every single contour of his dick.

"Ooooommmh" she moaned, arching her back, and pressing her pussy harder against him, and clenching down hard on his invading cock.

Dan never took her like this. It was the kind of sex she had suggested Ben had with Katie, sweet and gentle, and boring. A need burned in her, and her brother in law was making her hotter than she had ever been in her life.

 

[ezwriter]

Ben kept his rhythm deep and steady, advancing forcefully with the power of his legs, pinning her with each thrust against the unyielding metal car. He felt Claire drop her weight onto him, rolling her hips as he stood between her legs driving him up impossibly deeper. She wrapped her feet behind his ass as his shaft sawed in and out of her.

With each of his strokes the garage resounded with the obscene slosh of her drenched hot pussy... mixing with the regular squeaking of the car springs, the urgent muffled moans and the build of ferile grunts escaping Ben's throat The close air filled with the musk of Claire's arousal.

Ben's fuck was hot and desperate, unlike anything he'd had with Katie. Even though Claire's hands still strained against his grip and her eyes glared with contempt, he could sense her deeper surrender as their hips rocked as one... her pussy coming up to meet his dick with each thrust.

He was laying claim to her, unleashing something within Claire no one else had the key to. Owning every inch of her.

Ben's final thrust grew only more savage, his dick ramming hard, deep, stretching Claire in every way. And as he came inside her, fierce feral grunts shattered from within as well. Burying his mouth against her neck to stifle his cries he shot his load deep inside her. Finishing with a hoarse jagged moan as her cunt clenched and milked his shaft needily.

Their eyes locked as they finished together. The years... of playful banter... of open hostility... of calculated flirtation had led them here. Him towering over her as she shuddered and spasmed on his dick.

Ben released her hands and slipped out of her slit, but held her gaze for a while before smiling.

"See you inside. I think there's cake."

Ben zipped up and stepped out of the garage into the late afternoon sun.

 

[sallythescorpian]

The loud squelchy noises, as her wet, pussy clamped down on him as he fucked her wildly, filled the garage, mingling with the loud squeeking of the car springs, rocking under her. She felt her body react, spasm, and clench down hard, as she immploded, and then, with a loud moan, stifled against her neck, he came.

"See you inside. I think there's cake."

With those words he dismissed her, like.... like some cheap whore!! And her temper flared. How dare he!!! How fucking dare he!!

She pulled her panties, of the remains of them out of her mouth, and used them to clean up the copious amount of cum he had just shot into her pussy. She dangled the cum soaked panties in her hands, wondering what on earth she could do with them, and then, with an evil grin, she reached into his mustang, and put them in the glove compartment!!

She steadied her breathing, wondering what she had just done, and the more she thought of it, the more she realised it was totally his fault! This was his anniversary party for God's sake!! Who fucks their sister in law at their own wedding anniversary party??

She snuck out of the garage, looking around, pleased that no one had seen her, and she made her way toward the house, arriving just in time to see a huge heart shaped cake wheeled out.

Ben and Katie forever
XXX​

She looked at him, and said with an edge to her voice.

"Oh my! How very touching!! Ben, you are such a sweetheart to organise such a ....... such a romantic cake. I haven't seen anything like that since junior high!! You didn't want to do 'forever' as '4 ever' using the number 4, no? Like highschool kids do on their books?? " She turned toward Katie, and said with mock sincerity. "Katie, you you are so lucky to have such a treasure as your husband!!" Then Claire turned and made small talk with some of the other totally tiresome relatives.

 

[ezwriter]

"Oh my! How very touching!! Ben, you are such a sweetheart to organise such a ....... such a romantic cake. I haven't seen anything like that since junior high!! You didn't want to do 'forever' as '4 ever' using the number 4, no? Like highschool kids do on their books?? " She turned toward Katie, and said with mock sincerity. "Katie, you you are so lucky to have such a treasure as your husband!!"

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Ben and Katie shared a look and a smile as she ranted. That was one thing they did talk at length over - their "eccentric" sister in law. Now it looked like Aunt Claire had gotten a little too deep into the wine again.

Ben hugged his wife, gave her a kiss as they cut and portioned out the cake. As Dan walked Stephen up to take a piece, Ben remarked - with Claire in earshot - "What's gotten into your wife, dude? She's giving us grief about the cake now? What's gotten into your Mommy, Stephen?"

They didn't speak the rest of the party, exchanging only looks from across the room, but when Claire gathered her things to leave, she noticed a text message on her phone. Slipping into the bathroom she saw it was from Ben.

Airport Hilton bar. Thursday 1 pm.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire was seething!! It had been on the tip of her tongue to tear a few strips off of Ben, but it would only draw undue attention.

On the way home, Dan had tried to make a joke of it, but she was not finding it funny, and her husband soon learned that she had no sense of humour regarding his brother's wittism.

Monday and Tuesday passed, and Claire re-enacted every second of their conversation at the party, only each time she went over it, she came up with ever more cutting set downs. It consumed all her waking thoughts.

She imagined how ridiculous he would feel on Thursday, sitting alone in the bar!! Ha! She wondered to herself just how long he would wait, before he'd finally realise she was not coming. She made plans, and told Dan she would be late home. She was going to the spa, having a full body scrub, a facial, manicure, pedicure, and full body massage. It would be a whole day package! Starting at 11 am, and running through until perhaps 8pm that evening!

Thursday morning she dressed with particular care, looking very sexy in her black wrap around dress, crossing low across her tits, shaping them, and then the wrapover skirt flashing a good length of leg as she walked. She wore a scarlet half bra and tiny thong underneath, and she wondered why she was taking such care for the spa.

She drove and parked in the car park, she even opened her door and got out, and then she hesitated, and got back in, and after driving around for a while, she found herself at the valet parking at the hilton, walking into the bar, and ordering a vodka and diet soda, and checking her watch, she saw it was 12.45. She was on her third by 1 O'Clock, nerves riding her hard, and no sign yet of Ben.

 

[ezwriter]

Ben strode across the lobby to the front desk without even a look toward the bar. He wore jeans and a striped Oxford shirt loafers - business casual, as he'd come from working, advising his secretary he'd be gone all afternoon for a client meeting. In his hand he clutched a leather satchel that might contain papers for a meeting... but didn't.

"Any luggage to go up?" the officious young clerk asked as she slid the two key cards Ben had asked for across the counter.
"Not today, thank you." The well-trained young woman kept her professional tone blushing slightly as she completed the transaction.
"Enjoy your stay sir."
"Count on it," Ben winked, turning and crossing to the bar where he spotted Claire nervously sipping her cocktail.

She was magnificent. Not a statuesque model but a jewel...sensuous, exotic. Just the arm candy Dan's position and wealth could command. And as he'd discovered Sunday in his garage, behind her snarling bitch exterior was a seething tigress - a force, he imagined, that intimidated, terrified his dear brother.

He found her at the booth and ducked into the seat across from her. "I see you've gotten a head start on me," he noted indicating her glass and ordered a scotch on the rocks from the waitress. Ben slipped one of the key cards from his pocket onto the table and stabbed it, twirled it with his index finger to eliminate any doubt that they were here meeting for drinks.

Ben leaned in, "You're right about one thing Claire. I do envy Dan getting to parade you around to his office parties and charity events. But in bed, I'm guessing he's only getting 10 percent of what you have to give. And he'll settle for that. But you won't. I won't. That's why we're here. For the other 90 percent."

The waitress set down Ben's drink. After she left, Ben took a long sip and set down his glass. "You look hot."

 

[sallythescorpian]

If that fucker stood her up she'd....... she'd.......Claire filled the time she sat waiting for Ben, completing that sentence, and drinking cocktails. Suddenly, it occured to her, that he had set this up, and was probably sitting somewhere, watching and gloating!!! She ground her teeth, and reached for her purse, when he slid into the booth opposite her.

Goddamnit, he looked hot! His clothes seemed to emphasise his masculinity, his broad shoulders straining the seams of the shirt, as he crossed his arms and leaned forward.

"Hmm??" she looked up, sure she had missed something, and blushed as she realised she had been caught eyeing him. His fingers were pointing to her drink, and she guessed he'd said something about her getting a head start.

"Yeah, I've had a few! I really like this place, I like it a lot, good cocktails, bar staff who know their place.... " she trailed off as she saw what he was twirling in his fingeres.

Conceited, and sure of himself!! She thought, mildly irratated, but then, that's why they were both here, wasn't it, she thought in a moment of honesty. She looked from the room key to his face, and then she ran her finger around the top of her glass, and sucked it, knowing he was not unaffected by her gesture.

"You're right about one thing Claire. I do envy Dan"

She smirked triumphantly!! before listening to the rest of his sentence

"..... getting to parade you around to his office parties and charity events. But in bed, I'm guessing he's only getting 10 percent of what you have to give. And he'll settle for that. But you won't. I won't. That's why we're here. For the other 90 percent."

She was, for once in her life, struck dumb. She was sure that hundreds of witty remarks, that would put her cocksure brother in law back in his box, would come to her later, but now, she said nothing, sucking on her straw, and looking at him from under her lashes.

The waitress left, and the silence seemed fuelled.

"You look hot."

She laughed. "I always look hot! And dont tell me you haven't noticed. EVERY man notices my cute ass, and you are no different!!" She didn't return the compliment, eventhough he was exceptionally hot himself, not in a cute boy kind of way, but in a rugged, dangerous, masculine way.

"So Ben, I'm guessing you didn't ask me here to swap family photos, now did you? So why dont you cut the crap, and beg me to fuck you!"

 

[ezwriter]

"So Ben, I'm guessing you didn't ask me here to swap family photos, now did you? So why dont you cut the crap, and beg me to fuck you!"

Ben smirked dismissively and lifted his drink for another long sip. Then set the flat bottomed glass down sharply on the table.

"Look, Princess. If 'every man' noticed your cute ass, I'm sure you would have found one by now. The pool guy. The gardner. Some douchebag at the club. For all I know you have. And I'm guessing they ran screaming. But that vibe in your drawer... it doesn't care you're a full-on killer bitch."

"Now, here's what you're going to do..."

He slid the key card across the table to her.

"You're going to go up to room 1012... Strip to your panties... and wait for me."

"Kneeling."

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire bristled at his words, and reddened, as his barb hit home. He wasn't exactly a hundred miles off, with his accusations, but she would never admit that. She picked up her glass, and drained it, putting it down hard, attracting the attention of a few people in their vicinity.

"Now, here's what you're going to do..."

He slid the key card across the table to her.

"You're going to go up to room 1012... Strip to your panties... and wait for me."

She felt her body react, and she got up, and stomped away, but after three or four paces she turned on her heel, and came back, and snapped the key off the table, in time to hear his last words.

"Kneeling."

She was angry at his presumptuousness, but she was also on fire with desire, excited, and she knew he would give her what she needed. She went to the elevators, selection the tenth floor, and finding the room. She opened the door, and paced up and down inside.

Claire's heart hammered, but she stripped off her dress, her bra, her thigh high stockings, and her shoes, leaving her only in a tiny cherry red thong. She didn't want to kneel for him, but then she did. She struggled, her logic versus her body. She would not, she refused to kneel for him, she....... heard the door, and went quickly to her knees, her back to the door, not willing to see the triumph she was sure was on his face.

 

[ezwriter]

"Isn't that a sight," Ben said as he stepped in the room and let the door close behind him.

Across the room, Claire knelt facing the closed curtains. She held her back up proudly and Ben could see the rapid pace of her breathing expanding her rib cage. The strap of her thong plunged between her exquisitely full, toned buttocks.

Ben stepped through the foyer and laid the satchel on the dresser, cutting the distance between them in half.

"I appreciate your last token act of defiance sweetheart. Now turn and face Me."

"Turn THE FUCK AROUND!"

When she did, he met her gaze.

"Save the drama. Save the attitude for the cleaners... for the waiters... for Dan. Being the scowling harpie with them. You're here to serve Me."

"Now for being such a contrary little cunt, you can crawl to it."

"Come on, Princess. Crawl to my dick."

And when she was there beneath him, Ben told her to take it out of his pants and then he told her "Suck it."

Ben gazed down at his sister-in-law. On her knees for him... such a splendid little piece of ass. The impeccable manicure of her hand gripping his shaft. The pricey platinum and diamond jewelry at her ears, fingers and wrists and plunging between her heavy hanging tits. The subtle intoxicating French perfume lightly rising from her skin. The $300 hairdo he clenched in his fingers and the luscious deep red lips that wrapped around his knob. All bought and paid for by his brother.

Ben coaxed Claire, taunted her as her mouth took his dick. "That's right, suck my hard meat you dirty little whore... You're so hungry for my cock... Filthy little bitch...that's right I'm fucking your mouth..." And sometimes, because her lips and tongue was so skilled, she would reduce him to a sigh of pure pleasure. And he could only utter "oh God yeah..."

As he neared climax, Ben slipped from her mouth and took hold of his shaft jerking firmly rapidly and now shooting - his hot thick globs splashing Claire across the cheeks, lips hair. The jets kept coming, coating her tits... trickling, streaming, covering her as she knelt beneath him.

Ben smiled, exhausted, spent. His eyes floated closed.

"Stay right there."

Ben kicked off his loafers, stripped off his jeans and reached in the pocket for his iPhone. Pressing a few buttons he activated the camera. And Claire heard the electronic simulated click of a camera shutter as he photographed her there - kneeling on the floor, dripping with his cum.

 

[sallythescorpian]

"Isn't that a sight"

Claire's heart rate kicked up a notch. She could hardly believe she was here, she was kneeling, almost naked for her brother in law. His tone rubbed her the wrong way, but somehow it was now sexy instead of irritating.

"Turn THE FUCK AROUND!"

She jumped, her heart hammering at his tone, but not out of fear, out of..... excitement. She turned and faced him, her gaze meeting his.

"Save the drama. Save the attitude ....... You're here to serve Me."

"Now for being such a contrary little cunt, you can crawl to it."

"Come on, Princess. Crawl to my dick."



She ought to be outraged. She ought to slap his face, to rail agianst him, to put him in his place, but Claire did none of those things. The truth was that he excited her, he fired up a part of her, a dark little spot within her, that needed this, needed it more than her next breath, and in that, she knew, they were perfectly matched. She crawled across the floor, slowly, sensuously, swinging her hips, her breasts dangling, her breathing fast, and when she reached him, he spoke again.

"Suck it."

He laced his fingers into her hair as she began. She knew she was excellent at cocksucking, although it was something that Dan got only on very special occasions, like when she wanted to change out her Black Mercedes CLK sports car, for a cherry red one, after just one year. Those kind of special occasions.

"That's right, suck my hard meat you dirty little whore... You're so hungry for my cock... Filthy little bitch...that's right I'm fucking your mouth..."

She licked and sucked, and fluttered her tongue over his shaft, while her hands teased and played with his balls, and she looked up at him, his self satisfied expression annoying her, and she decided to give him the best damn blowjob ever, she would bring him to his knees, and then she would gloat!

She felt him swell and twitch, his hips moving faster now, and she knew he was about to come, but she was suprised when he pulled out, rather than thrusting deeply, and he spewed his cum all over her - hair, face, tits. She was stunned. No one had ever done that before, no one!! She was expecting to treat him, by swallowing his load, but he denied her that!!

"Stay right there."

She couldn't have moved even if she'd wanted to. She was buzzing with arousal, and shocked at what had just happened!! It was only when she heard the click of the camera on his phone that she realised what had happened.

"Are you mad?? Some one will see it, we'll be caught!! YOU'LL be caught!!"

She was trying to get her legs to work, and she looked at him,

"Give me a towel so I can clean up, then get your ass over her, and lay down, so I can fuck you!"

She knew she was pushing it, but she needed to see where exactly the lines of power lay in this relationship.

 

[ezwriter]

"Are you mad?? Some one will see it, we'll be caught!! YOU'LL be caught!!"

"Some one may see it. Pervs on the internet... Stephen's teacher... That's really up to me now. Don't worry, it won't be by accident. See I'm deleting it from my phone... so my kids or wife won't come across it. I've sent it to my email though. It's safe on my computer."

"Give me a towel so I can clean up, then get your ass over her, and lay down, so I can fuck you!"

"Really Claire, do you still think you're calling the shots here? I know you're not a stupid woman so I'll take that for a remnant of your trademark insolence that's part of your inscrutable charm. You'll clean off when I say. For now you'll wear my cum and feel it cool and harden and crust your lovely skin. And as for fucking you, I'll do it how and when and as often as I please. If you're unhappy with this arrangement, then get the fuck out. Clean up, get dressed and go back to... your perfect posh existence."

Ben sat and settled back into one of the armchairs to see what his sister-in-law would do next.

 

[sallythescorpian]

"Some one may see it. Pervs on the internet... Stephen's teacher... That's really up to me now. Don't worry, it won't be by accident. See I'm deleting it from my phone... so my kids or wife won't come across it. I've sent it to my email though. It's safe on my computer."

Claire blanched.

"You wouldn't! Dont even joke about something like that Ben. Remember its your brother and your nephew you'd be hurting, not to mention me. We're both adults, lets just have some fun, and no one needs to know."

Her tone was concilitary, a silent acknowledgement that he had the upper hand.

"If you're unhappy with this arrangement, then get the fuck out. Clean up, get dressed and go back to... your perfect posh existence."


He sat in the armchair, and Claire stood, feeling ridiculous with her face and tits painted with strings of his cum. She looked at him, and tried again.

"Come on Ben! Let's forget this silly fight. You dont want me to leave, I know that, and well....... perhaps we both meet a need in the other. What's the harm in a little discrete play, huh??"