STORY: Noises in the Night (part 2)
Baddogxxx
The Working Stiff
Rick stood at the doorway before leaving for work and silently observed his
sleeping sister inlaw. She was so much different than Nicole. Nicole's hair
was long and blonde, straight and unimaginitive. Melissa's hair was flaming red
and wavy, cascading down her pretty neck in cute little curls. Her breathing
made her chest rise and fall beneath the covers accenting how much larger her
breasts were as well. Nicole was a C cup at best, Melissa in comparassion had
to be a DD. She had kicked her covers off one leg as well and Rick noticed how
much fuller her leg looked. Nicole had thin wirey legs, Melissa thick muscled
legs that made his mouth water just looking at it.
Her husband was one lucky bastard, Rick thought. I bet he fucks the hell out
of her every night. Rick adjusted the uncomfortably large bulge in his slacks
and opened the door without further delay. Lucky bastard.
An understanding
I was up long before Nicole which I suppose was to be expected after she got
fucked last night. I always slept better after a good orgasm and my sister had
had at least two of those last night. My orgasm? Well it had a lot to be
desired. I had felt far too guilty to enjoy it for more than a few seconds and
if anything the lingering feeling of unsatisfaction was making me a bit cranky.
"Sleep well?" Nicole said cheerily as she strode out into the living room well
after 11 am wearing only a pink bathrobe.
"Yeah right," I scoffed as I kicked my leg over the other and rocked in my
chair angrily.
"What?"
I could hardly believe her niavity. "How could I sleep having to listen to
you two fuck all night?"
"You can hear us??" she seemed genuinely surprised.
"Of course I can hear you," I snapped. "Oh Rick I want your big cock. Oh Rick
give me your big cock. Oh!"
Nicole turned bright pink, much pinker than her bathrobe and she covered her
mouth embarrassed like.
"I…I didn't know…" she shook her head. "Honestly. I'm not used to someone
being in the house and…"
"Forget it," I fumed trying to remember that my frustration was not really
with her.
"I'm really sorry," Nicole pulled her robe tighter as if I had just seen her
naked for the first time. "I really am. I'll…I'll try to be quieter tonight."
"But it's just so hard when he has such a big cock right?" I mocked her.
Nicole didn't answer me but just turned and headed down the hall to get
dressed.
I felt bad again. Bad that I had chewed out my sister for no reason at all.
Bad that I had betrayed my husband in my fantasy and bad that I had betrayed my
sister at the same time.
Over breakfast it was Nicole who brought the subject up again.
"It is rather exceptionally large you know," Nicole said as she wiped at her
mouth with a napkin.
"What is?" I asked. I had forgotten all about our little argument and was
determined to make it a new day.
"You know…Rick…"
"His cock?" I asked stunned.
"Yes."
"Oh right," I laughed nervously. This really wasn't the topic I needed to be
talking about right now with my husband over a thousand miles away.
"It is," she seemed rather offended.
"Like how big?" I tested, not sure I really wanted the answer.
"Like big," Nicole said gathering the plates and bowls. "I'm just saying it IS
hard for me to be quiet that's all."
"Oh come on Niki," I said. I used to always call her Niki when we were
growing up. She used to hate it but over the years she grew accustomed to it.
"Look, my husband has a 9 inch cock and I can keep quiet if I want to. It's
just a matter of control."
"You and I aren't the same," Nicole fussed as she put everything away now.
"Besides. Rick is even bigger."
"Bigger?" I turned suddenly.
"Oh no!" Nicole spun around quickly. "Don't you get any idea's about Rick."
"What are you talking about?" I asked. "I'm married dear. In case you
forgot."
"I know," Nicole said. "But I know you and cocks too. You always liked the
big ones."
"Of course I like a big cock," I protested. "What woman doesn't like a big
cock? But I have a husband with a big cock thank you."
"Not like Rick's," she shook her head.
"So how big is it?" I asked.
"Never mind," Nicole seemed angry.
"You're the one who brought it up."
"I'm sorry I did."
"Well so am I."
"Why?" Nicole was even more angry. "Because now you want it now?"
"What kind of whore do you think I am?" I snapped back at her. "You think just
because your husband has a bigger cock than my husband that I want to fuck him
now?"
"Maybe," Nicole pouted.
"Trust me sis," I tried to sound convincing. "I don't want to fuck your
husband."
"Promise?"
"I promise."
(continued in part 3)