She took both my hands in hers. “Mark, what we have here will be wonderful, but I think we both know it won’t work permanently. I’d love to try, I really would, but after your inevitable divorce, you’re going to need time to deal with the fallout. We’ll be by your side, trust me on that one, but being in a relationship with another Walsh woman might not be the best idea.”
Christine returned home the next day and I think it’s safe to say all five of us pretty much ignored her presence. I noticed her curious glances as to why I was in such a good mood. She didn’t mention anything about the changed sheets. Good thing she didn’t go checking my things, as Caroline had left behind two pairs of very wet panties for my enjoyment.
Caroline called me every night, knowing she’d do it while I was lying next to Christine, and the calls were utterly filthy. The urge to jerk off with her panties either wrapped around my cock or on my face was nearly overwhelming. To my surprise, on the Thursday night, Jessica called me. Not for the first time, but no doubt Caroline had been in her ear about turning it up a notch.
“Caroline tells me you spent all weekend in her pussy.”
“There is some truth to that.”
“The whore next to you?”
“Yeah.”
“Does she have any idea?”
“I don’t think so. I can’t be one hundred percent sure.” Glancing in her direction, she was on her phone messaging. I knew by now that it was with her affair partner, or perhaps even another guy who had her fancy. I’d done some snooping and found plenty of evidence, taking screenshots and sending them to Caroline. “Head in the clouds,” I added.
“Would you like to know that I’m naked too, Mark? My tits are bigger than Caroline. Not quite as big as the whore, but I haven’t got the Mum bod she has, I guess. Haven’t pushed any kids out my cunt. Nice and tight for your big cock.”
I snorted with humour. “You’re a tease.” Christine’s head jerked in my direction. “It’s just Jenny from work. She’s being silly.”
Christine muttered something but I ignored her as I heard a buzzing sound, then a soft moan. “Oooh, that’s good. Got my vibe out, Mark, thinking that, one night soon, it’ll be your cock inside me instead. I’ve been single for too long.”
“That is unfortunate, and a surprise.”
“Next time the whore is away, I know Caroline will be around, but maybe you’d like the other sister to spend a little time?”
“Sure. That’s a good idea.”
“I’m so wet for you, Mark. Caroline showed me a photo of your cock. I almost licked the screen. And you look good together. I’ll admit, I’m a little jealous, but she’s promised me I’ll get some time too.” She moaned a couple of times, thinking she was getting herself ready to orgasm. “Mark, strange question but… Mum is fifty-five and been lonely for a while. Think of her as a mature Caroline. Would you spend time with her?”
“I’m not sure. I’ve never actually considered that option.”
Christine was definitely curious to the conversation, though she spent more time messaging. “Mum has always adored you, Mark, though I don’t think she’d go for it without springing a surprise on her. Might have to set you up as a date or something. Give it some thought… Oh god, I’m going to cum any minute. Can’t wait until it’s your tongue licking me and then your cock inside me. If it’s as good as Caroline said, I’m going home with a sore pussy the next day.”
“That’s the intention. I heard no complaints.”
That earned a giggle before Jessica spent a couple of minutes moaning. She enjoyed what was obviously an intense orgasm. Hearing her breathing, I couldn’t help chuckle. I was getting rather used to phone sex with the sister-in-law’s. “Fucking hell, that was a good one. So naughty doing this when the whore is lying next to you. Caroline told me what she’s planning. Week after Emily’s birthday, correct?”
“That’s what I’ve been told too.”
“She’s told you the plan otherwise?”
“Yep. Everything is organised. But we have to wait. Everything must be perfect.”
Christine glanced at me again. I knew she was getting curious about these nightly calls. I just used the fact I was a regional manager and had to be available at all times as the excuse. Then I’d add my friends like to talk to me at the same time. What worked in my favour was that she couldn’t use being intimate as an excuse. I’d turn that back on her within seconds as we hadn’t been intimate in months by then.
Things remained calm around the household. I was as friendly as I could be with the wife though I was fairly sure she would have to have noticed that all affection had been withdrawn. I didn’t even want the kiss she gave me on the cheek each morning before she left. I’d lost track of when I’d last hugged her. I figured she was probably getting a little suspicious, but if she was, I didn’t see it.
Then she had the most brazen ‘business trip’ yet. “I’ll be staying in a hotel by the airport on Sunday night as it’s an early flight, and won’t be back until Friday. They really need sales so they’re sending their best representative,” she said on Saturday morning.
I’m sure she was surprised when I just shrugged with complete nonchalance. “Okay. Have fun.”
Turning to walk out of the kitchen, she said, “I remember when you used to be upset I’d be disappearing all the time.”
Turning to look at her, I met her eyes, trying to keep anything I really felt out of mine. “You do you, Christine. Nothing I say is going to change things. What do you want me to say?”
“That you’ll miss me. That you care that I’m leaving so often. That you love me.”
I had to hold back the snort of derision, instead almost staring at her with contempt. Shaking my head, I just turned and walked outside towards the garage without another word. The sheer audacity of those final sentences. She was the one disappearing on her ‘trips’ to get fucked by someone else. Sure, I was now fucking her sister, but things would come to a head soon enough. I knew, at heart, I wasn’t any better, but after hearing your wife has been whoring around for nearly a decade, every man has his limits.
Caroline made a statement when she appeared at our house that evening. I greeted her with a hug and a kiss on the cheek, the pair of us taking a seat in the living room, chatting quietly. Sitting close, it would have looked intimate to plenty of people. Christine was outside by the pool, so when she wandered through towards our bedroom, she was surprised to see her sister.
“Oh, I wasn’t expecting you around, Caroline.”
“I visit quite often when you’re not here,” Caroline said, and I knew she was doing her best to hold back the venom, “Mark gets lonely so I keep him company.”
Just briefly, a look of what even I’d call guilt flashed across the eyes of my wife. “Oh, well, that’s good.” Covering my smile with the wine glass, I wanted to blurt out that we spent the entire time fucking. “Will you be dropping by while I’m away this week?”
“I’ve offered to cook him a tasty home cooked meal. And the kids would like to visit their cousins. Jessica might pop around too.”
“Really?”
“Of course. She doesn’t get to see her nephew and nieces all that often, and she’d like to catch up with her brother-in-law. Mum might even pop around.” I loved the look of surprise on her face when Caroline added that. I knew Christine hadn’t spoken to her mother in weeks, if not months. Soon as Caroline told her what was going on, Mary had pretty much cut contact. If Christine was calling her, I wasn’t aware of it.
“Just remember it is Emily’s birthday week after next,” I said, “Fourteen isn’t a massive milestone, but I’m still going to organise a party for her. A few friends by the pool, I’ll get the barbecue going, my family and yours will pop around too.”
“Oh, sure, okay,” Christine said. She probably didn’t even remember it was her daughter’s birthday. I usually had to remind her whenever they were approaching, “I’ll make sure I’m here for it.”
Caroline and I struggled with behaving with the wife present, so she only stayed for a couple of hours before going home. Walking her outside to her car, she hugged me tightly as I explained what she said. “I’m guessing she’s putting a few things together regarding the lack of affection,” she said.
“She said I haven’t told her I loved her in a while, or that I miss her when she’s gone.”
“Well, in both instances, you don’t. Not anymore.”
“She doesn’t know that yet. She’ll learn soon enough.”
“I’ll be around on Sunday night. The girls are excited to be spending nearly the entire week. Will you tell the kids?”
“Yeah.”
“Jessica will also be around during the week. Want to fuck us at the same time?”
“God yes.” Chancing a look back at the house, we were in darkness so I kissed her softly. “I’ll see you Sunday night,” I whispered.
“Am I to be your good girl?”
“I hope so.”
She leaned up kiss me again. “I’ll always be your good girl, no matter what.”
Christine departed for the hotel early afternoon on Sunday. I figured she would be spending the entire time with either her affair partner, or perhaps she was having a sordid one night stand with someone else. I simply didn’t care anymore. I hadn’t touched her since Caroline told me. She could fuck whoever she wanted. Watching her wheel her suitcase to her car, I’m sure she recognised that I hadn’t hugged or kissed her, barely said goodbye. Certainly didn’t say I loved her. Definitely wouldn’t miss her. The time was getting closer, and I was struggling to keep a lid on how I really felt about her.