My Ex-Brother-in-Law, Part 2
If you have read the first part of this story (My Ex-Brother-in-Law,
4/16/04), you will see how an innocent meeting turned into
a moment in time. Following the previous encounter, I kept
wondering about what I had done, and what I would say to Joe
the next time I saw him. Since he is no longer a part of the
immediate family, I dont see him on a regular basis. Approximately
three months later, my husband and I attended a holiday
dinner/dance for one of the charitable organizations.
When I first saw Joe across the room, not anticipating him
being there, my knees felt weak. I was standing with my husband
and another couple. Upon seeing Joe, my husband announced
his presence and suggested we go speak to him. With my thoughts
dwelling in the past, I dont remember being escorted across
the floor. I came out of my trance when my husband said hi
and Joe responded. Joe then introduced us to his date. Amazingly,
I found myself sizing her up! I also realized that I had developed
a wet spot. After several minutes of talk, Joe asked me to
dance. It seemed like hours before he spoke on the dance
floor; but he finally asked how I was doing. I responded,
Well, thank you. Then he said, Do you miss me? My knees
again seemed like rubber. Did I really think he would not
bring up our night together? Or, was I still thinking it
was only a dream? I did not respond. He inquired a second,
then a third time. On the third time, his hand on my lower
back pulled me into him and I could feel his hardness. I
miss you, he said. I finally stuttered, Joe, it was wrong.
Wrong? Then why didnt you tell me to stop when you were
talking to your husband on the phone? I could not answer.
As the dance ended, Joe whispered in my ear as we started
to return to our mates, I want to fuck you tonight at this
dance! I just stared in the distance. For the next 2-3 hours,
my husband and I mingled with just about everyone. I saw
Joe out of the corner of my eye a couple of times but we made
no contact. Unfortunately, in order to try to forget Joes
words, I started drinking everything in sight. By the time
I saw Joe again I was totally blitzed! The dance was at a hotel
and to go to the bathroom, you needed to go outside the ballroom
and up a flight of stairs. As I was leaving the bathroom and
walking towards the steps to return to the ballroom, Joe
came out of a vacant conference room, grabbed my arm, and
pulled me inside. It was totally dark. Before I could protest
or say anything, his lips were on mine, his tongue down my
throat. Immediately, one of his hands went under my dress
and between my thighs. In seconds, his fingers entered
my wet pussy while he used the other hand to hold my hands
behind my back. I broke away from the kiss and said, No.
Joe continued to finger me and as I reached my first orgasm,
I became his. Joe then sat me on a table, pulled up my dress,
and pulled off my panties. Then his tongue entered me while
he grasped my breasts and pinched my nipples. I could only
moan and groan. He made my body respond like no one else had.
I wanted him to fuck me so bad that I cried out so loud, he took
a napkin from the table, tied my hands behind my back, then
took another and gagged me. He said he didnt want anyone
to hear us. Then he turned me over on the table so that I was
on my knees, dress over my head. Although I thought I heard
voices, my attention was redirected when I felt a dick slam
into me with great force. I was getting my wish, but I wasnt
getting the satisfaction I needed. After a few minutes,
I could feel a load of sperm being ejected into my pussy.
Another load, and more. God it felt good. Then as quickly
as it had started, it was over, or so I thought. Joe lowered
me off the table and placed me on my back on the floor. He then
mounted and entered me. I was surprised he was still hard.
He started to slowly fuck me. I reached orgasm after orgasm.
At one point, I remember seeing some light from the door
but I was too much into the rhythm to be concerned. He untied
the gag just in time for me to say, I love you. God, I love
you. His tempo increased until I could take no more. He
got tense, then ejected into my pussy. As we started to get
dressed and organized, I couldnt find my panties. Joe
said not to worry, but his cum was running down my legs. As
we exited the conference room, I started to return to the
bathroom to clean up but Joe pulled me to the steps and we
returned to the dance. Im not sure how long we were gone.
My husband made no inquiry as to my whereabouts. For the
next few minutes, we said our good-byes to our friends as
I tried to rub my legs together to trap the escaping cum.
Joe and his date approached us to say good-by. To my surprise,
his date asked if I wanted to join her in the bathroom to tidy
up before leaving. In the condition I was in, I readily accepted.
After exiting the stall, Kathy handed me my panties to put
on. I was shocked. She said that she had acted as a diversion
for my husband while I was with Joe. As we rejoined our mates,
Kathy hugged me to say good-by and whispered in my ear,
How did you like the first fuck? As we pulled away, I suddenly
realized the significance of the voices and the open door!
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