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"And I'm your sis-wife," she sang as she slithered out of bed.
She wrapped her arms around him and pressed her naked breasts against him.
"Bye; have a nice day," she cooed, gave him a jammy kiss, then skipped toward the bathroom.
"Bye," he muttered and let himself out of the room.
In the mirror, Jenny appraised her body. She liked what she saw and smiled happily at her reflection.
She masturbated in the shower, running her fingers up and down her wet slit, pinching her hard nipples.
As she masturbated, she remembered sucking Scott's cock last night, and the night before. She remembered his strong hands mashing, squeezing her breasts.
Claudette's brother had a copy of the movie 'Deep Throat.' Giggling, Claudette and Jenny and Ethel had set up the projector in Claudette's room and had watched the movie.
"I bet I can do that," Jenny declared.
She almost threw up the first time she'd tried deep throating the cucumber that Claudette found in the refrigerator.
Then she learned how to angle her head, relax her throat muscles.
Ethel nastily spread the word, Jenny Collins could deep throat a cucumber. And the already quite popular girl was suddenly extremely popular.
Boys, of course, wanted more than a blow job, wanted more than to play with Jenny's large chest. But her clothes stayed on. Her cherry was for her husband, on their wedding night.
"Scott!" Jenny cried out as she orgasmed.
Dianne Scandurro was an attractive young woman, long black hair and dark skin a testament to her Italian heritage. She drove Jenny to a few apartment buildings, chatting pleasantly about the fact that it had been her father in law that had built each of the units.
"And your husband said he wanted a two bedroom, two bathroom unit; I'm afraid we only have two bedroom, one bathroom units," Dianne said.
The units were cookie cutter units; none had any real distinguishing characteristics to differentiate them from one another.
"How close is this to the courthouse?" Jenny asked, after realizing one was pretty much like the other.
"Well, actually, the first one we looked at was the closest; only three blocks away," Dianne said.
"And it was on the first floor too," Jenny mused as she looked around at the cheaply constructed unit.
"And had a pool in the courtyard," Dianne agreed.
"Okay, we'll take the first one," Jenny said.
"Wonderful," Dianne smiled.
Jenny filled out the application; she knew much of Scott's information already.
When it came to 'Date Of Marriage' she hesitated for a brief moment. She'd already put down that she and Scott were husband and wife, had filled out much of the application as Scott's wife.
She wrote down the date of her eighteenth birthday and put Oakleaf County as the place of marriage.
"And I can just walk to the courthouse at lunchtime," Jenny affirmed.
"Well, sure, or your husband could come home for a little Afternoon Delight," Dianne tittered.
From Dianne's office, Jenny called Scott's office and the two agreed to meet at Arby's for lunch.
"Oh, no, no, dear, come on," Dianne insisted on taking the 'husband and wife' to Sweet Pea's for lunch.
"Oh my stars!" Jenny gushed as she ate the red beans and rice dish.
"Best soul food you'll ever eat," Dianne affirmed.
Scott also approved of the apartment and nodded approval that it was only three blocks away from his office.
"But, Sweetheart, she didn't have any with two bathrooms," Jenny said.
"Oh, well, that's all right, Sweetheart," Scott said. "I'll just have to remember to put the seat down."
"If I had a dime for every time Robert forgot to put the seat down, Robert's my husband, if I had a dime for every time he forgot to put the seat down, I'd be rich," Dianne agreed as she dropped Scott off at the courthouse. She then took Jenny to St. Elizabeth's Public Utilities so that Jenny could have the electricity turned on at the new apartment.
With a cheerful wave, she dropped Jenny off at the DeGarde Inn and drove away.
Jenny sat in the motel room and waited for Scott to get off of work, to return to the motel room.
Soon enough, he did, and changed out of his suit into blue jeans and pull over shirt.
On the drive to O'Neil's, Jenny emphatically affirmed that, no matter how many beds Scott purchased, she would be sharing the same bed with him.
"Damn it, Jenny, come on, that's not right; I'm your brother," Scott argued.
"And I'm here, in a strange city, all alone," Jenny pointed out.
She gripped his arm.
"You're my teddy bear," she cooed. "You make me feel safe."
"Still not right," Scott grumbled.
"Right or not, we're sleeping together," Jenny declared.
The salesperson at O'Neil's Furniture talked Scott out of purchasing a queen sized bed.
"Them Scandurro apartments?" the man said, his dislike of Scandurro apartments evident. "Hardly enough room turn around and you want put a big old bed in there?"
He showed them a plush full sized bed with cast iron headboard and footboard.
"Something like this? Last you forever," the man assured them. "It'll be something you'll leave to your kids."
"Uh huh," Scott agreed.
Jenny's fingernails digging into his arm let Scott know that she wanted this bed.
"And we have these over here, see? The white kind of offsets the dark of the headboard and footboard," the man said.
"Where's best place get stuff to cook with?" Jenny asked.
"Cook with? Like what?" the man asked as Scott was approving a plain table and chairs.
"Pots? Pans?" Jenny asked.
"Naigle's, right up the street," the salesman said.
"See, we had these red beans and rice at lunch?" Jenny explained to the man. "And I need learn how cook that. Oh! And gumbo!"
"Gumbo? Need get you a good cast iron skillet," the man smiled.
He nudged Scott with his elbow.
"And cast iron skillet's real good for bopping your husband on the head he gets out of line, huh?" the man said.
"Got a feeling I'm getting bopped a lot," Scott smiled and Jenny giggled and kissed him.
Chapter 6
"So what are we going do with the spare bedroom?" Scott asked as the men from O'Neil's made quick work of setting up the brand new furniture.
Jenny looked into the eight by ten foot room and shrugged her shoulders.
"Guest bedroom? Nursery? I don't know," she said.
"Jenny!" Scott said.
"What?" Jenny asked.
In front of the two men, Scott didn't say anything.
He plopped down on the small couch, a loveseat, the salesman had called it. The large console television was on quietly playing that evening's news broadcast.
"All right, you just sign here," one man said, handing Scott a clipboard. "Says we delivered your furniture and it's what you'd ordered."
"All right," Scott smiled tightly and slipped the men five dollars each.
"Now," Scott demanded as Jenny put the brand new sheets onto the bed. "What you mean, make that room a nursery, huh?"
Jenny turned, put her arms around Scott and kissed him.
"I mean, I love you, and we might have a baby someday," she said and kissed him again.
"Jenny, God damn it; that is just not right!" Scott yelled.
"Shh!" Jenny said, pointing to the thin walls that separated them from their neighbors.
She then looked into his eyes.
"Scott, we're not in Texas anymore," she said softly.
She softly touched his face.
"We're hundreds of miles away from anyone knows us," she continued.
She softly kissed him for a long moment.
"And as far as anyone knows, we're married," she whispered.
She gave him another soft kiss.
"And married people sometimes have babies," she husked when she pulled her lips from his.
Then she resumed making the bed.
"You are crazy, you hear?" Scott snapped.
She smiled as he stomped out of the room.
"I might be crazy, but I'm winning," she said to herself.
They'd bought groceries when Scott had returned to the unfurnished apartment. Just as they returned with the groceries, the truck from O'Neil's was pulling into the apartment parking lot.
Now, neither Scott nor Jenny was in much of a mood to cook.
"Guy told me about this dynamite place called Back Yard Barbecue; that sound all right?" Scott asked.
"Sure!" Jenny enthused.
Leaving the apartment, she linked fingers with him, like a lover would. At the restaurant, she again linked fingers with him, she ate from his plate, she looked deeply into his eyes and she kissed him often.
"Quit it, huh?" he hissed at her.
All this did was make her giggle.
Home again, Jenny dressed for bed. Her sleepwear that evening was a short camisole top and matching panties. The top left her belly bare and the panties did not cover much either. Then they sat on the small couch and watched a little television before calling it a night.
"Turn around," Jenny ordered when Scott put his back against hers.
"What? Why?" Scott asked.
"Want you to hold me and kind of hard for you to do that when you got your back to me," Jenny said.
"Jenny, come on, this has got to stop; I am your brother for God's sake," Scott argued.
"So?" Jenny said. "Didn't stop you last five nights, huh?"
"I was sound asleep," Scott protested.
"And? In about five minutes, you'll be sound asleep again," Jenny argued.
"No," Scott snapped and fluffed and punched his pillow.
He had his hand on Jane Seymour's lovely breasts. They were big, firm, beautiful. She was moaning his name, rubbing her small backside against his hard cock.
Scott had thought Sean Connery was a much better Bond than Roger Moore, but Jane Seymour had stunned Scott with her beauty.
The alarm clock went off and Scott pulled his hand off of Jane's breasts.
Then he realized, as he was shutting off the alarm, it had been Jenny's naked breast in his hand. It had been her small backside pressed tightly against his hard cock.
"Let me go potty first and I'll fix breakfast," she murmured sleepily.
She pulled her camisole top back on and wiggled out of the bed.
A moment later, Scott heard the toilet flush.
"All right, bathroom's all yours," she called out.
He gratefully hurried to the bathroom and relieved his aching bladder. Then showered and shaved.
Scott pulled on his tee shirt and boxer shorts and came into the kitchen.
"Morning," Jenny said, kissed him, then put his plate on the table. "Perfect timing."
She then put her own plate down and they sat and ate in silence.
"Thank you," Scott said when he finished his breakfast.
"Hey, got to make sure my man's happy," Jenny said, smiling.
"I am," Scott admitted and kissed her.
Then he put his dish and silverware into the dishwasher.
Forty two minutes after the alarm clock roused them, Scott was on his way to work and Jenny was back in bed.
He did not come home for lunch and Jenny listlessly ate a peanut butter and grape jelly sandwich, then cleaned an already spotless apartment.
"Hey," Scott called out as he came home from work.
"Kitchen," Jenny said. "Trying out this Stuffed peppers recipe Dianne gave me."
"Who?" Scott asked.
"Dianne, Dianne Scandurro?" Jenny said and kissed him.
This time, Scott did not pull away when Jenny slid her tongue into his mouth.
"Hi Sweetheart, how was your day?" she asked.
"Honey, engineering is boring junk," Scott admitted.
"As boring as sitting around here all day?" Jenny countered.
So Scott told her about his day. Jenny had to agree, engineering was boring junk. But she loved hearing about his coworkers.
"Oh?" Jenny asked, beautiful blue eyes narrowed as he described Grace Brennan, one of the secretaries in the office.
"Honey, nothing get jealous about," Scott laughed. "I think you're more her type than I am."
"Huh?" Jenny looked puzzled for a minute, then opened her eyes wide. "Oh!"
That night, Scott did not put his back to hers; he lay behind her and put his hand on her belly. Jenny put her small hand on his and held it there.
He had his hand on her small backside as she slurped hungrily on his erection. His fingers delved between her sweet little cheeks to find her wetness. She moaned in pleasure as he toyed with her clitoris.
He grunted as he emptied his aching balls into her hot sucking mouth.
The alarm roused Scott and he pulled his hand away from Jenny's breast and shut the alarm off. Then he moved her mane of blonde hair aside and kissed her naked shoulder.
"Morning," she said sleepily. "Let me potty then I'll make breakfast, all right?"
Nude, she wiggled out of the bed and padded out of the room.
Scott remembered that she'd been wearing her translucent pink top and panties when they'd fallen asleep.
"All yours," she called out a moment later.
Scott went into the bathroom and almost walked right back out; the stench of her bowel movement overwhelming.
"Sorry," Jenny let an embarrassed giggle escape. "Fan doesn't work."
"Call Mrs. Scandurro, let her know that," Scott promised as he worked the door back and forth, trying to fan the smell out of the small room.
Then he relieved himself into the commode. He reached a hand up to scratch his upper lip.
Then Scott froze. On his fingers was the unmistakable smell of pussy.
It had not been a dream.
His sister had sucked his cock and he had fingered her to orgasm.
Just as before, Jenny was putting his bacon and eggs on the table when Scott stepped out of the bathroom.
And forty six minutes after the alarm had roused them, he was leaving for work and she was back in bed.
Thankfully, Scott's work load was fairly light; he got very little done. He did remember to call Mrs. Scandurro about the bathroom fan and she promised to get her brother in law out to fix it.
Then Scott forced himself to go back to the apartment when his work day ended.
Chapter 7
Scott entered the apartment and stopped as Jenny was in conversation with a swarthy young man. Scott remembered Eduardo Vasquez, Jenny's last boyfriend. Eduardo had likewise been a swarthy skinned young man with dark hair and dark eyes.
"Hey, Danny Scandurro," the young man smiled. "Just finishing up swapping out your old fan."
"Hmm? Oh, oh good," Scott agreed.
"And Danny was telling me, there's this department store, might need a secretary," Jenny happily told Scott as she kissed him in greeting.
"I mean, think it's just part time, but hey, every little bit helps, right?" Danny said as he lugged his heavy tools to the door.
"Bye," Jenny said, then kissed Scott again as Danny closed the apartment door.
And Scott realized something; he'd been jealous.
When he had come in, had seen Jenny, his Jenny in conversation with another man, he had been jealous.
"Got baked chicken almost ready," Jenny cheerfully told him and prepared to go into the kitchen.
She squealed when Scott easily lifted her off her feet.
"Scott!" she giggled as he plopped down on the small couch, pulling her into his lap.
He silenced her giggles with a kiss.
She immediately melted against him and they kissed passionately for a few minutes.
"Now what brought that on?" she quietly asked him when he released her lips.
"What?" Scott teased and kissed her again. "That's what married people do, isn't it?"
She smiled happily, kissed him again and wiggled out of his grasp.
"If I burn three dollars' worth of chicken just because you want to smooch," she playfully complained.
After dinner, after helping Jenny clean the kitchen, Scott pulled her into their small bedroom.
"Scott!" Jenny giggled as he began to undress her. "What are you doing?"
"Making love to my woman," he said.
She regarded him for a long moment, then began assisting him in undressing her.
He lay her on the bed, then kissed her smiling mouth. Then he kissed her neck and she shivered in pleasure.
Her large breasts received kisses and light nips until he reached her fat nipples.
"Oh!" she shuddered in pleasure as he nibbled and sucked on her hard nipples.
Then he kissed and nibbled on her soft belly. A tongue jabbed into her navel did cause her to giggle.
Then he was kissing and nibbling her hips and thighs. Then he tugged lightly on her blonde curls with his teeth, eliciting another giggle from her.
"Oh!" she shuddered in orgasm as he blew hot breath over her throbbing clitoris.
Scott used his thumbs to part Jenny's light pink pussy lips and she shuddered in a second mild orgasm as he again blew his breath on her clitoris.
"Oh!" she gasped out loud as he licked up and down the wet slit.
"Aieegh!" she screamed when he sucked her hypersensitive clitoris into his mouth.
She bucked and thrashed in violent orgasm as he sucked on her clitoris.
Then he poised with the head of his cock at the mouth of her pussy.
"You sure about this?" he asked.
"Do it, Baby," she urged and grunted as he shoved himself into her.
Jenny had heard horror story after horror story about how painful losing one's virginity could be. But there was a tight pressure, a mild 'snap' and then Scott was shoving all of his beautiful cock into her.
Her legs went around his narrow waist, her arms went around his muscular torso and she pulled him deep into her.
"I love you," she whispered into his ear and moaned in pleasure as he began an in and out thrusting.
Their next door neighbors were not home, or they would have pounded on the wall. Jenny was a loud, energetic lover. The bed jiggled, jostled and knocked against the wall as she urged her lover to fuck her.
"Aieegh!" she screamed out in orgasm as Scott hammered his cock in and out of her pussy.
Scott was in a fog. His sister's pussy hugged and stroked and massaged his cock as he thrust in and out of her.
Her orgasm caused her already quite tight pussy to clamp down and Scott trembled, then bellowed and loosed a stream of semen into Jenny's tight pussy.
Then he shook in horror.
"Oh, fuck!" he said. "Condoms!"
"Shit!" Jenny agreed.
Then she kissed him.
"And so what if my tummy did get all big and swole up with our baby, huh?" she whispered.
Scott groaned and ejaculated a little more semen into her pussy.
"Huh?" Jenny teased lightly. "You like that? Me all big and fat with our baby?"
She hefted her breasts and waggled them at him.
"My boobies all big and fat with milk?" she continued the playful banter.
He pulled out of her, cock slowly deflating. Jenny bent and pushed him onto his back. She then wiggled around and pulled his cock into her mouth.
Scott fingered her pussy while she sucked him to erection again.
Then she pulled him on top of her again.
"Already come in me once; don't think a second time's going make it any worse," she declared and Scott slid his erection into her oozing pussy.
Because he'd come moments earlier, he was able to last considerably longer. He put her legs over her shoulders and pulled her ass off the bed as he pounded in and out of her.
"Aieegh!" she screamed in yet another orgasm as he finally spurted a second load of his semen deep into her pussy.
Slowly, he pulled his shriveling cock from her splayed pussy. He kissed her softly, tenderly.
"I love you," she whispered.
"Love you too," he whispered.
Then they slept.
When his alarm clock roused them, Jenny moved to get out of the bed, but Scott grabbed her and pulled her naked body back against him.
"Scott, come on," she giggled as he cupped her heavy breasts. "I got to tinkle."
Only after she promised to return did he let her go.
A moment later Jenny crawled back into bed and they made slow, gentle love, laying side by side, kissing and touching while his cock slowly, leisurely thrust in and out of her wet pussy.
"Oh!" they both sighed when he did fill her pussy with his semen.
Then he rushed through a shower while she quickly scrambled a couple of eggs.
"Be back at lunch," he promised and dashed out of the apartment.
He did return for lunch. His idea of lunch was to push her onto their couch, pull her jeans down and feast on her blonde muff, then loop her legs over his shoulders and hammer in and out of her while she squealed in orgasm.
