MY SWEET JENNY

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Why does that damned phone always ring at the worst time. I'm 39 now and too old for this crap. Why do these bloody telemarketers always pester me when I'm busy."

Like now, when I was in the shower, sopping wet and hair full of shampoo. They seemed to have an uncanny knack for calling while I was in the middle of doing something or when I was in a big hurry with no time to talk. Last week some foreign spammer I could barely understand called while I was frantically getting myself ready for work after sleeping through my alarm.

I stuck a dripping wet arm around the shower curtain and over to the nearby vanity where my phone was impatiently ringing. I picked it up in my wet hand while shampoo was running into my eyes. I stifled the urge to scream.

"Hello" I said as I waited for the sales pitch to begin.

"Hi Greg," came the chipper, upbeat female voice on the other end. "Long time, no talk. How are you doing these days?"

"Jenny?" I was dumbfounded. It had been ages since I'd last heard from my now 37 year old sister. Her voice was soft and soothing as ever. I used my free hand to turn off the shower taps since I knew this call might last a while. "Wow, it's so nice to hear from you. I'm doing alright... sort of. But a lot has happened since we last talked. I'm once again single after divorcing Rhonda. And I'm working hard to keep my head above water. She really took me for a ride both financially and emotionally."

I was waiting for Jenny to say "I told you so." But, as always, she was much too polite to rebuke me. It was obvious that she'd hated Rhonda from the minute they'd met but my dear, sweet sis always tolerated her for my sake.

"I'm so sorry to hear that Greg. You deserve a much better life than that. May I ask what happened between you?"

"It's a long story, but I'd be happy to share it with you sometime. In fact it might be downright therapeutic doing so. Are you free some day soon?"

Jenny replied somberly, "I'm free pretty much all the time now." Ryan and I are no longer together either. I guess separating from spouses runs in the family." We both chuckled as she continued. "That cheating bastard would screw a rock pile if he thought there was a snake inside. six months ago I caught my middle aged husband with a nineteen year old bimbo, barely out of high school. That was the final straw. I moved out the same day and filed for divorce. It was finalized a couple of months ago."

"I'm so sorry to hear that Jenny." Actually I wasn't sorry at all. I disliked Ryan about as much as Jenny disliked Rhonda. I knew he'd hurt her someday and was glad she was rid of the asshole. However, last I'd heard he was the main breadwinner between them and I immediately feared for Jenny's financial well being. But we could discuss all that when we got together. "Are you still living in New Britain?"

"No," replied Jenny. "I bought a cute little home back here in Somerset since I could no longer stand living in the same city as that unfaithful prick. It's a nice roomy home with an actual office for me to do my online travel agent job."

I wasn't sure where Jenny came up with the money to buy a house and also pay moving expenses from a job booking vacations but in any case I was glad to have her back in our home town instead of a two hour drive away.

"Welcome home Jenny! I'm so glad to know you're close by again after being in that big, far off city. I'm off this weekend. If that works for you I'd enjoy getting together so we can share our tales of woe."

"Works for me."

"Great. How does Friday, 6:00 p.m. at the Rosewood Inn sound?"

"That sounds perfect," replied Jenny. "Do they still have the best steak in town?"

"Yes they do and as always their wine is chilled just right. They often have live entertainment now on the weekends so we might just get lucky and see a good band while we're there. I'll call them and make a reservation."

"I can't wait," was Jenny's enthusiastic and bubbly response. "See you then."

I could almost see her happy, beaming face right through the phone line as we said goodbye.

I didn't have a lot of reasons to feel good lately but was totally elated as I finished showering. I'd always had a special place in my heart for Jenny.

After I dried off, brushed my teeth, had a shave etcetera I headed to the bedroom to get dressed. On the way I passed the full length mirror in the hall and stopped to look at myself. Ya, I was thirty nine but was in great shape from my nearly daily run. At five feet, eleven inches and a hundred and sixty five pounds I was lean and trim with a flat belly and sinewy arms and legs. My short, dark brown hair was getting a few flecks of grey and was noticeably thinner than it had been in the past, but I wasn't quite ready for a toupee just yet. Other than that I was pretty much average in every respect including dimensions below my waistline. I'd never had any complaints though. Well, almost none. Rhonda was never happy with our sex life, but then again there wasn't anything else she was happy with either.

During our eight year marriage we had endless fights. She was always complaining about lack of money even though we were quite sound financially. She was also perpetually unhappy that we'd never had children. After trying for several years we finally decided to find out what was wrong. It turned out that Rhonda had a problem which precluded her from ever being a mother. Her sex drive was perfectly normal, in fact it was way above normal, but her ovaries were irreparably damaged, most likely from a childhood virus she'd contracted. However, even her barren womb was somehow all my fault.

Then she started going out at night. I would come home after a hard day's work and the house would be empty. She would come home eventually with disheveled clothing and liquor on her breath. I knew she wasn't spending her time at the library. This unfortunately became more frequent as time went on. Eventually it was only on rare occasions that she'd be home when I got done work, and even rarer still that she'd be home before two am. if she came home at all.

When I found out she'd been having a fling with one of the senior partners at the architectural firm I worked for I completely lost control. I stormed into his office, dragged him from his chair and punched him square in the mouth. This was not a good career move even though it felt good at the time. I was immediately terminated, charged with assault, sentenced to a jail term and blacklisted from every architectural firm in the country.

It also didn't help my cause in divorce court. The judge sided with Rhonda completely. She got the house, the new SUV, all the furnishings and nearly all of the investments I had so painstakingly made. I ended up with an old jalopy car, my clothes and enough money for a deposit on a crummy little run-down apartment.

Lots of places won't hire people with a criminal record so I had a hell of a time finding a new job. I did eventually get hired as a forklift driver at a warehouse. This job paid peanuts compared to my last job but at least I was working. I also got a job driving a cab on the weekends to help make ends meet. After two years I finally got a better paying job at a steel mill and was able to give up the cab job. I was by no means wealthy but was actually able to save a few dollars and go out once in a while and enjoy life.

I dated several women over the last couple of years and got laid a few times but there was never that spark inside that told me, "this is the lady I want to spend the rest of my life with." By now I was pretty much resigned to being single and alone the rest of my life.

CHAPTER TWO

After getting dressed I called the Rosewood Inn and made our reservation. I picked out the clothes I'd wear and decided I'd need some new shoes to go with them. Seeing my little sister again after all this time was a special occasion and I wanted to look my best from head to toe. Besides, maybe we'd even get up and have a dance and I didn't want to do so in worn out shoes.

Friday came and after getting ready I walked over to meet my sister. I arrived a few minutes early and waited in the lobby. Around 6:05 I saw the front door open and in walked Jenny, just as cheerful and bouncy as ever. She hadn't aged a minute since I'd last seen her and her smile and demeanor were as infectious as ever.

Jenny was always a looker and turned heads wherever she went. I'm sure at that exact moment there were a few men at the bar ogling her and having impure thoughts. At five foot three and a hundred pounds she is rather on the petite side. And even though I'm her brother it was impossible not to notice the great looking ass lurking beneath her tight fitting black dress pants. Her long auburn hair spilled over her V neck sweater and tumbled half way down her back. Her slender build was accented by the high heels she wore, making her slender figure look even more so. She doesn't have overly large breasts, in fact they're rather on the small side, but they were the kind of perky little tits you could hang your hat on. Again, I'm her brother but it's pretty hard not to notice feminine attributes like that. Her warm smile, fiery green eyes and perfect smile could melt a man's heart. And I was sure sure she'd melted more than a few.

We rushed together with open arms. She put hers around my neck and hugged me as I put mine right around her waist, picked her up and gave her a couple of twirls. We both laughed as I set her back down. I gave her a quick peck on the cheek and said. "Hi Jenny, you look great."

She replied, "I'll bet you say that to all the girls."

"No," I chuckled. "Seriously, you really do. That asshole Ryan must have had rocks in his head to mess around on a little hottie like you."

"Well," she said in a sullen voice "He fooled around on me so many times I lost count of them all."

As the waiter escorted us to our table I took her hand and assured her "Better days ahead."

She looked up at me with her patented heart melting smile and said, "if tonight is any indication, they're getting a lot better already. And by the way, you're looking pretty good yourself."

After a bit of small talk about our jobs and the beautiful summer weather the waiter brought us the wine list and we pored over it, eventually deciding on a semi dry red wine that piqued our interest. We both preferred the same kind of wine, the same types of food. the same types of music and apparently we both attracted cheating, lowlife spouses.

We'd always been close as brother and sister. I remembered when I was five and my precocious little three year old sister and I were playing down by the river, despite our parents warnings. Jenny fell in. I dove in after her and after a fierce struggle, managed to pull her to safety. After that I was her hero and she followed me around like a puppy dog. Mom and dad often commented on how well we got along and how fortunate they were to have such a great pair of kids.

Mom and dad themselves were loving and kind and supported us in every way possible. They attended every PTA meeting, enrolled us in any sports or school activities we desired and in general were the type of parents that other kids would envy. With their loving and nurturing we both blossomed into happy, well adjusted straight 'A' students.

When we were thirteen and eleven our world came crashing down. My dad, who was a truck driver, was killed instantly in a head-on collision with another big truck. My mom was so devastated that she had to be sedated. She was never the same after that. She took to the bottle, started neglecting her house and kids and became a reclusive shell of her former self. She eventually died of liver failure when Jenny and I were in our late teens.

Somehow through it all, Jenny and I still managed to maintain pretty good grades in school even though they were no longer the straight 'A' students we had once been.

After graduating high school I was accepted into a nearby university where I majored in architectural drafting. I commuted back and forth from home in order to save money and took a job as a delivery driver on nights and weekends to help pay my tuition. It was a grueling schedule but in the end I graduated at the age of twenty three with a bachelor's degree. Because architects were in extremely high demand I quickly and easily got a job in my home town and embarked on my career.

After Jenny's graduation she went to vocational school and took a course to become a legal secretary. She also remained living at home and I gave her a ride to and from school almost daily. With her stunning good looks and pleasant, easy going demeanor she had no problems getting an after school job as a waitress to help pay for her schooling. Actually she did have one small problem. Guys were always hounding her for dates and she had to constantly tell potential suitors to leave her alone and that she wasn't interested in that sort of thing until after she graduated. She eventually did graduate at almost the same time I did. She got a job at a legal firm and only then started going on occasional dates. Of course as her over protective big brother I never approved of anyone she went out with. Looking back I know it was more a matter of jealousy than anything else.

It seemed as though our lives continued to move in parallel with each other. When I was twenty five I met the love of my life, Rhonda. Or so I thought at the time. After a whirlwind courtship we tied the knot.

About the same time Jenny met the two timing. back stabbing skunk that she'd marry less than a year later.

After careful consideration Jenny and I decided to sell mom and dad's house and split the entire estate right down the middle. That gave me plenty of money to buy a decent home for my new wife and I. Jenny also put some of her money towards the purchase of their new home but, unbeknown to me at the time she also invested a good sum of money into the stock market.

We were both busy beavers with our new marriages and though we talked and saw each other quite often, that tapered off when Ryan and Jenny bought their home in far off New Britain. No longer could we meet for a weekly coffee and talk about the twists and turns in our lives. Eventually even the phone calls ceased when both of us started having marriage problems. It wasn't that we didn't love each other. We were both too embarrassed and ashamed of our failing marriages to talk about it.

As we sipped our wine I filled Jenny in on all the sordid details of my disastrous marriage and all the terrible consequences that stemmed from it. She listened attentively to every word I said and only occasionally nodded her head and muttered, "that bitch."

She then proceeded to tell me her own story in detail. Within the first year of her marriage Ryan had already slept with countless other women and she was so scared of catching some dreadful disease from him that she had forbidden him from making love to her. Even after he got tested for venereal diseases and the results were negative their love making pretty much stopped. Because of his behavior she decided to put off having kids until she could trust him to keep his pecker in his pants around other women. This of course never happened and though they could have had children they never did.

After bringing us our dinner menu and another bottle of wine the waiter came back to take our orders. Jenny decided on the filet mignon and I ordered a T-bone. By the time dinner arrived we were both starving and getting a bit tipsy. The meal was fabulous and was made even more so by the spunky little lady sitting across from me.

As luck would have it, there was a live band playing that night and just as we finished our desserts they came on to start the first set.

"Hey sis, care to dance?"

Her eyes lit up as she beamed me a big, bright smile and replied "I thought you'd never ask."

The band started with some fast up tempo tunes featuring a lot of CCR and we danced like a pair of teenagers. As the night wore on the music slowed until they were playing mainly slower tunes like 'Unchained Melody'. I was a bit hesitant to slow dance with my own sister but she didn't seem to mind and in any case, by that time the wine was making our decisions for us.

By the time the band did their last set at 1:00 a.m. we'd polished off our fourth bottle of wine and were getting a tad inebriated to say the least.

I flagged the waiter over to pay our tab but Jenny stopped me and said, "this one's on me."

"But Jenny", I protested, "we just spent a lot of money, how can you afford to pay for all this?"

She winked and said, "don't worry big bro, I'm not as poor as you might think."

We walked to the door, no, we staggered to the door and prepared to say good night.

"Jenny, I really enjoyed our night together. I hope we can do this again soon. I've missed you so much."

"Same here Greg. Being with you tonight was a breath of fresh air in an otherwise stale life. I enjoyed your company immensely."

"Aww thanks. How did you get here tonight Jenny? Shall I call you a cab?"

"Actually, I drove my car here tonight as I wasn't planning on getting totally hammered. In my condition though I'm not going near that car until I sober up."

"Well sis, I do have a pull out couch you can sleep on if you want to stay at my place tonight. It's just a short walk from here if you think you can make it that far. And then you could walk back here tomorrow and get your car."

"Thanks anyways Greg but I don't want to burden you with a drunk sister passed out on your couch. Besides, I didn't don't have any pajamas with me."

"It's no burden at all Jenny. In fact I'd love having someone else in my lonely house for a change. As far as pajamas, I've got a baggy old sweater and some shorts you can wear. I've even got an extra tooth brush and other things you might need."

She went into deep thought for a while before finally replying. "Okay my knight in shining armor, lead this poor damsel to your castle."

CHAPTER THREE

The walk back to my place was a bit problematic since Jenny could barely stand, let alone walk. But we eventually made it to the stairway leading to my little apartment.

"Greg, please don't tell me I have to climb those stairs in my condition."

"Fear not my lovely." With that I picked her up and whisked her up the stairs.

"My hero!," she slurred.

After navigating her through the doorway without bumping her head I sat her down and pulled some shorts and a sweater from the dresser drawer." Here's your pajamas sis. You can go in the bathroom and change while I get your bed ready."

She somehow staggered off while I opened out the couch and made her a nice comfy bed. After what seemed like ages she weaved her way back, flopped down on her bed and was out like a light before I even had the covers pulled over her or had a chance to say good night.

I turned out the light and looked down at the beautiful sleeping silhouette beneath me. "Good night sis. I love you." I bent down, gave her a little kiss on the forehead, then turned and made a beeline for my own bed. As I laid down I whispered a little prayer before slumber overtook me. "Dear God, please let me find a girl like her."

I woke up in the morning to the sound of birds chirping and sunlight streaming through my window. I glanced over at the alarm clock. It was almost eleven a.m. Holy shit I'd been sound asleep for over eight solid hours. My head was pounding like a drum and my mouth was dry as saw dust. I also had to have a ferocious pee. I got up, walked to the bathroom and glanced over to the sofa bed where my little sis was still sleeping. After a pee, a shower and a quick mop and glow I got dressed, went to the kitchen and drank down a large container of orange juice. Jenny was stirring a bit so I decided to put on some breakfast for her and I, hoping she'd be as hungry as I was when she fully awoke.

In the middle of frying the bacon and eggs she finally sat up, rubbed her eyes and said "Damn, that smells good. I'm feeling awful but that food might get rid of the bus that's parked on my head."

I laughed and replied "Ya, my head is feeling a tad sore this morning too and I just can't imagine why. Breakfast will be ready in fifteen minutes."

Jenny chuckled, then got up and scurried off to the bathroom where I heard her turning on the shower. She came back out just as I was putting breakfast on the table and pouring us a coffee. "You're a lifesaver Greg. I'm feeling better already."

"Glad to be of assistance madam." I joked.

"After a nice, leisurely breakfast, some small talk and a gallon of coffee, Jenny finally rose and said. "Well, dear brother, all good things must come to an end. I'm going to get changed, go get my car and be on my way."

"Okay sis, let me know when you're ready and I'll walk you over."

"Thanks." She headed back to the bathroom where I'd folded and hung up the clothing she'd strewn about last night in her drunken stupor."

"Ready when you are," she said after emerging.

We walked back to the parking lot of the Rosewood where her lone, solitary car sat in an otherwise empty parking lot. As she was fumbling through her purse for the keys she said "Greg, minus the hangover, last night and this morning were the most fun I've had in ages. Would you care to maybe get together again next weekend for round two? Minus the four bottles of wine?"

"I'd love to Jenny. In fact I was about to ask you the very same thing."

Her sparkling eyes lit up as she exclaimed "Hurray!" and turned to open her car door.

"Not so fast sis. I need my goodbye hug before you leave."

"Oh yes, of course. How rude of me." With that she wheeled about, put her arms around my neck and gave me a warm and anything but sisterly hug which included pressing her body fully against mine and burrowing her face into my neck. I reciprocated by pulling her close to me, wrapping my arms around her and gently rubbing the small of her back. I planted a little kiss on top of her head just for good measure.

"Mmm Greg, why did God have to make you my brother." she said as she looked pleadingly into my eyes.

"I know, I was thinking the same thing."

We continued to hold our embrace a lot longer than a brother and sister should. As I started rubbing the small of her back more intently she looked up at me and let out a gentle sigh and whispered. "Mmm... that feels better than I care to admit."

I continued to rub her back while pulling her closer. By this time she couldn't have failed to notice the growing bulge that was pushing up against her. I was fully expecting her to pull away at any moment but she let me continue as my hands moved down her back until they were completely covering and gently kneading her taut little butt.

After a few more gentle sighs she moved her head away from my neck, looked up at me and said "Oh my God what are we doing?" Her green eyes were by now burrowing into mine with a look of both longing and confusion. I'd never seen that look from her before. I lowered my head until our lips were just an inch apart. I could feel her warm breath on my skin as our lips grew closer and closer until finally they brushed each other.

"No Greg stop! We have to stop this now!" as she abruptly and frantically pulled away from me and opened her car door. Without looking up at me she hopped inside and started the engine.

"Jenny, please Jenny don't drive off. We need to talk. I'm just as messed up as you and we need to sort this out."

The look she gave me right then was a mixture of anger, confusion and doubt all rolled into one.

"I'll call you." she snapped as she put her car into gear and peeled out of the parking lot before I could say another word.

My only thought was, "my God what have I done."

CHAPTER FOUR

I sat glumly in my apartment the rest of the day and into the evening. I kept looking at the phone but it never rang. I tried to watch some TV but couldn't concentrate. I put on my running clothes thinking a fast 3 miler might help. Just as quickly as I'd put them on I took them off and headed sullenly back to the couch. No doubt about it, I was an emotional wreck. My appetite was completely ruined too. And even when my favorite baseball team came on for their game of the week, I just sat there without paying the slightest attention. I replayed the events of the last day over and over in my head as I struggled with emotions that were new and frightening to me. Was Jenny having emotions like these too? As hard as I tried I couldn't make sense of things. On the one hand I was getting very unhealthy feelings toward my own flesh and blood and on the other I didn't feel as guilty as I knew I should about the lines we'd crossed. Lines that could easily and permanently destroy our life-long close relationship. But no matter what, I knew I'd have to keep my urges under control lest I completely destroy this beautiful brother and sister relationship we had. Or maybe I already had? Through it all I kept seeing the lost and confused look on her face and the doubt in her eyes before she drove away. I wondered what she was thinking right about now?

Had I completely lost my mind?

All through the next week I waited for the call that never came. My mind was haunted by visions of Jenny and what I'd put her through. At work, that week where I always talked and joked with my co workers I became withdrawn and morose. My foreman approached me as I was staring off into space and asked if something was wrong.

The next week was no different, It had now been almost two weeks since I'd heard from my darling sister and I was miserable. If she didn't call me soon I feared our relationship was destroyed for good.

Finally after nearly three full weeks the phone rang late on a lonely Friday night. At first I was scared to answer for fear of what she might have to say. I could immediately tell from the tone of her voice that the events of earlier were weighing heavily on her mind as well.

"Hi Greg. We need to talk." Jenny said tersely.

"Yes, we do. I know how you must feel and trust me, I've been dealing with a flood of emotions ever since you drove away."

There was no mistaking the anguish in her voice when she responded "Damn it Greg! What are we going to do? I'm so damned confused. I'm not sure where we go from here but it can't go on like this. I don't want to ruin this beautiful thing we have."

"Everybody makes mistakes Jenny and we made a really big one. We'll just have to put this behind us and move on. But at the same time we'll need to set some ground rules. "No hugs, no kisses and no touchy feely under any circumstances. If we can live with those rules I think we can put our relationship back on track."

She sounded doubtful when replying, "I hope you're right. We've always been so very loving and caring with each other. We can't ruin it now. But maybe, just to be on the safe side, we shouldn't see each other again until we've had a chance to think things over a bit more and keep our distance for a while."

"Yes, we could do that," I replied. "But I'm not one for running away from problems and I don't think you are either. I think we need to face this crisis head on and do it now."

After a long pause Jenny responded. "I'm not so sure that's a good idea, but I've always trusted your judgement and I'm going to trust it now."

"Thank you. Now about future plans I really do want to see you again and soon. How be we do something where we can be together without being too close?"

"What do you mean?"

"Let's go bowling. We'll meet there tomorrow night if you don't have any other plans. We'll bowl a few frames, grab a burger, then go our own way. It will be a good litmus test of our resolve."

I could almost hear the wheels of her mind turning. "Okay let's do it. But Greg, if we mess up this time I hope you realize we'll have possibly screwed things up for good."

"Yes, I realize that. But that will also be a good incentive for us to properly behave ourselves."

"Thanks bro. You always have a way of putting my mind at ease."

"Likewise sis. I'll call you in the morning and we can chat a bit if you like."

"Sounds good. I'm so glad we had this talk. Good night Greg."

"Good night Jenny. I love you."

"I love you too. G'night.

Even though I'd reassured her I still wasn't so sure about myself. As hard as I tried I couldn't fall asleep that night. Visions of Jenny's beautiful little ass dressed in those tight black pants or visions of those firm, small upturned tits poking out against the fabric of her sweater kept haunting my mind. I also heard over and over again those mournful sobs as she struggled with her emotions. If anything, our phone call had messed my mind up more than it already was. But I knew for the sake of both of us I had to be strong.

We talked in the morning and were both eager for our bowling date. It seemed to me that we were making great progress in putting the past behind us and were moving in a more wholesome direction. I was even able to banish, to a small degree, some of the more impure thoughts I'd been having. Or at least that's what I told myself.

Upon meeting at the bowling alley I noticed how conservatively she was dressed. Nothing tight or showy this time around. There were no hugs, kisses or suggestive body language either. Yup, we'd definitely turned the corner on the path to righteousness. Afterwards we went to the local burger joint, chowed down and called it a night. Again, there were no hugs, kisses or anything suggestive. We were rightly proud of our outstanding display of proper behavior.

When we talked on the phone over the next few days it seemed as though that one errant incident was now far behind us. So much so that we were pretty sure we could be alone together without further problems ensuing.

"Hey Greg, I have an idea. You've never been to my place yet. I'd love to show it to you and make you a nice home cooked meal next Saturday."

How could I possibly say no to that? "Okay sis I'm fine with that. I'm sure we've learned our lesson by now."

"Wonderful," she chuckled. "I'll make sure you're too busy touring the house or shoveling down food to think of other things."

Jenny was always a fantastic cook so I was eagerly anticipating a great meal and the enjoyment of her company. Strictly in a brotherly way of course.

"Dinner will be ready by late afternoon next Saturday so come around mid afternoon and I'll show you around." We can talk on the phone before then.

"It's a date sis! Talk to you later."

CHAPTER FIVE

Even though I was still a bit apprehensive about being alone with Jenny I put my doubts to rest as Saturday arrived. It was a lovely, sunny day but very hot and humid outside. As I pulled into her driveway I immediately marveled at the exterior of the beautiful home she'd bought. "How on earth could Jenny afford such a lovely place." I asked myself. "Did she win the lottery?"

I walked to her front door and rang the bell. A few seconds later the door opened and there emerged my angelic, smiling sister. She was dressed in nice fitting blue jeans that were just a little tighter than I'd expected. The beige T-shirt she wore matched her pants and made for a nice casual look. I also noticed that she'd put on a bit of makeup. Not that she needed any with her natural beauty. But I thought it was a nice, thoughtful touch that she wanted to look her best for me. I was dressed simply in a pair of shorts, T-shirt and sandals so we both had the comfortable, casual look.

"C'mon in Greg. Let me show you around."

As I stepped inside I was immediately struck by two things. First, the irresistible aroma of home cooking that was wafting through the air. Secondly, the high end look of the interior of her home suggested this place must have cost her a small fortune. But how?

As if reading my mind Jenny smiled and said, "I'll fill you in on all the details in due time. For now just relax and let me give you the grand tour."

There was a lot to see. We started in the basement in her fully finished rec room which featured a pool table, jacuzzi, high end home theater system and other niceties. The rest of the house was just as nice with thick, plush carpeting throughout and a full bathroom on each level. The front and back yards were impeccably landscaped with a thick, lush green lawn. But the outdoor feature that caught my eye the most on this hot and sultry day was the large inground pool in the back yard which seemed to beckon me.

"At the risk of showing some skin I'd sure love to take a dip in that pool of yours later sis."

"Me too." Jenny replied. We can go for a swim after dinner as long as you can keep your eyes averted while I have my bathing suit on" she chuckled.

"I'll try my best" I said in a non committal way.

"You better do more than try" she admonished with a sneaky smile. "Now let's go inside. I need to finish making dinner. You can set the table while I get everything else prepared."

As we went back inside she started hurrying about the kitchen while I set the table, placed napkins and filled our water glasses. She had some fresh cut flowers in a vase at the center of the table which I thought was a nice and rather romantic touch. Romantic? Nah, on second thought I knew this had to be an innocent display of sisterly affection. I also couldn't help but notice her bending over right in front of me as she opened the oven door to check the roast. Once again forbidden thoughts were crossing my mind as I watched that firm, taut, shapely little ass of hers bent over mere feet away. Was she doing this on purpose to drive me crazy? I reconsidered that thought and figured enticing me had to be the last thing on her mind.

Dinner was absolutely fantastic. Roast beef, mashed potatoes with gravy, side salad and hot apple pie with ice cream for dessert. It was the best meal I'd eaten in ages.

After we cleaned up and did the dishes we went outside, sat on her back deck for a while and relaxed with a tall glass of ice cold lemonade. The sounds of summer were all around us. The buzz of cicadas and other insects were ever present. Next door we heard kids laughing and running through a sprinkler to cool off.

"It's time we cooled off too," I said.

Jenny agreed. "Ya, it's still hotter than Hades out here and a quick dip in the pool sounds good. I don't suppose you brought some swimming trunks?

"No, I didn't. I never realized this palace of yours had a swimming pool. But if you don't mind I'll just hop in with the shorts I'm wearing now."

"Sure, why not. You go ahead and hop in while I change into my bathing suit."

I peeled off my sandals and T shirt and climbed down the ladder into the pool. The water was perfect and ever so refreshing as I swam around and did laps back and forth. It was nearing that special time of the evening just before sunset when the world slows down in anticipation of the coming night. I was wondering what kind of bathing suit Jenny would be wearing. Would it be Grandma style or something a little more revealing. I didn't have to wait long. "Wow!" I shouted as she emerged from the back door of her home. My jaw then dropped as she walked over to the pool wearing an extremely skimpy bikini. Her body was even nicer than I'd imagined. She had the firm, lithe looking body of a ballerina but also exuded softness and femininity from every pore. I could readily see her nipples poking out and up against the fabric of her skimpy little top. My God I thought. "What I'd give to see those yummy titties."

"Okay sailor, put your eyes back in your head before they burn a hole in me. Better yet I'll get in the water quickly before you have a stroke."

As Jenny turned to climb down the ladder I got another long look at her well shaped ass. It was gorgeous. Was it just me or was she taking way more time than necessary to climb down into the pool? In any case I was eternally grateful.

"In case you're wondering, it's the only swimsuit I could find right now. I know I have others but they're still in one of a hundred boxes I haven't unpacked yet."

"No worries, I think that one is just fine." I chuckled.

"I'll bet you do, you old horn dog."

"You're not making it easy. It's not every day I get to see a woman with a body like yours, strutting about in a tiny bikini."

"My body isn't all that great."

"Are you kidding me? Most women would kill to have a body like yours. And most men would crawl a hundred miles over broken glass to be with you."

"You really think so?"

"I know so. And if you weren't my sister I'd be crawling over that broken glass right this minute."

The sun had now dipped below the horizon and soon the crickets would begin their nightly song. The hot, stifling day had now turned to twilight and I could see the full moon peeking over the treetops. I could feel a soft, gentle breeze enveloping us.

"Greg?" she said abruptly.

"Yes Jenny, is there something wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong Greg other than my will power is rapidly fading again."

"Do you want me to get out of this pool and go home?"

"No" was her simple reply as she waded across the pool to where I was standing. Even though daylight was now rapidly fading I could still swear I saw tears in her eyes as she said "Greg, no one in my entire life has made me feel the way you do. I think about you day and night and how wonderful it feels when we're together. You are in my every waking thought. Fate has made you my brother but to me you are the most virile, handsome, desirable man I've ever met. Greg, I can't fight it any longer and I don't want to fight it any longer. Please hold me and tell me you feel the same."

As I pulled her toward me and wrapped her in my arms I said "Jenny, I adore you. All day long I carry a picture of you in my mind. The way you laugh, the way you talk, your silly smirks. I Love everything about you Jenny. And when we're apart the minutes turn to hours until we're together again. I can't stand being apart from you. I always thought I'd never find true love, but I love you with all my heart and soul."

"Oh Greg" she sobbed. "You have no idea how happy you've just made me feel. I love you."

I pulled her closer toward me and wrapped my arms firmly around her waist.

"And I love the way you hold me too," she purred.

The full moon was now free of the tree tops, bathing my beautiful Jenny in its soft light and playing upon her hair. I removed one arm from around her back and put it under her chin. I lowered my head and tipped hers towards mine. Our warm breath mingled and our eyes searched each other as our lips grew closer. I felt her hesitate for just a split second. And then our lips came together in the most greedy, hungry, passionate kiss I'd ever experienced. There was no turning back now as our bodies melted together under the moonlight. All the while our lips were locked together and our mouths slowly opened as our tongues came out to play.

By now I was fully erect and pressing my manhood into Jenny's bikini clad waist as we continued our furious, hungry kiss.

Jenny finally broke free from our kiss and said "I think I'll go inside now. Care to join me?"

I smiled lustfully at her and replied "I thought you'd never ask."

CHAPTER SIX

I helped her up the ladder and out of the pool, all the while drinking in the sight of her perfect body. I then followed closely behind as we approached her back door. She opened it and stepped inside with me in close pursuit. She flipped on the light switch and it took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust. When they did, there again was my darling, sexy Jenny still clad in her itsy-bitsy bikini. Once again I took her in my arms and began to kiss her like a man possessed. Her lips, her neck, her shoulders, her ear lobes. I just couldn't get enough of her. When I started nibbling on her ear she moaned softly and in a quivering voice said "follow me."She took me by the hand and led me down the plush carpeted hallway to the master bedroom. As we stood outside her bedroom door with our arms intertwined she looked up at me and with words unspoken implored me to never leave her and always love her until our dying day. In return my own eyes told her that I'd climb the highest mountain and swim the deepest ocean if it meant having her at my side forever. With that she clicked open the bedroom door and led me into paradise.

Hand in hand we walked toward the elegant, king sized 4 post bed. The night light on the mantle illuminated our way.. I could detect the faint scent of lemon oil emanating from the fine walnut furnishings that adorned the room. However, at this particular time furniture was the last thing on my mind.

We sat down together on the edge of her bed and once more took a long, thoughtful look into each other's eyes. Jenny finally broke the spell. "I don't know about you but this damp bathing suit is getting awfully cold and clammy."

"Yes, mine is too. I think we need to be rid of these wet clothes and get a bit more comfortable."

With a mischievous smile Jenny stood up and turned toward me with her eyes locked on mine. In a slow and teasing manner she unhooked the clasp on her bikini top. Before lowering it she said in an almost pouting way "I hope you won't be disappointed."

"I'll be disappointed if you don't soon quit teasing me." was my joking reply.

With that her arms moved to her sides and the tiny little top fell to the floor.

Now, I realize that a lot of guys like monstrous, gigantic, forty two triple E, super duper, watermelon sized tits. I'm not one of those guys. What I saw before me was the epitome of all my heart's desires. I now feasted my eyes on the most perfect, perky little tits I'd ever seen. Tits that were firm and inviting without the least amount of sag. Tits that were adorned with small, pinkish brown areolas and long nipples that pointed proudly upwards as if studying the ceiling. These were nipples that looked hard enough to cut glass. Yup, these were my kind of tits.

With a silly grin on her face Jenny now said, "you like?"

I tried to put on a serious look as I replied "no I'm afraid I don't like them at all." Then in the next breath I grinned and shouted, "I love them!"

Jenny let out a long laugh and beckoned me to stand up. This didn't take much coaxing and I instantly sprung up from the edge of the bed. Standing face to face I now pulled her toward me. We kissed again. A deep, wet, sensuous kiss that increased in fury and intensity.

Now my hands, which had been stroking Jenny's back, moved to her sides and began a long, slow, circling motion up and down her sides.

She leaned back slightly and purred "Oh my god Greg. Please don't ever stop. That feels so good."

My hands continued moving up and down stopping to massage her taut, teeny ass then moving higher and higher until they rested just below her armpits. With the same gentle, massaging motion I had been employing I now moved my hands inward until I was massaging the sides of her silky smooth tits.

"More Greg! More! Now!"

My hands moved together over the front of her chest. I felt my palms brushing across her fully erect nipples. Jenny cooed softly as I moved my hands down slightly and grasped her pointy little nipples between my fingers. I began stroking and kneading them feverishly while Jenny was letting out increasingly loud moans.

With her eyes closed she whispered "I never imagined a man's hands could feel this good."

"And I never thought I'd be alone with a woman as perfect and desirable as you."

I continued caressing her perfect ass with one hand while using the other to massage the firm flesh of her silky smooth breasts. Occasionally I would stop to give her a wet, passionate kiss or tweak and twirl her nipples with my fingers.

Eventually my attention turned to the way she had begun grinding her hips up against my raging hard cock and I realized we were still clad in our soggy wet swimming bottoms.

I stepped back a bit and undid the button at the front of my shorts, then pulled down the zipper. I let go and they fell down around my feet. I stepped out of them and began to remove the clammy, wet underwear I still had on, since I hadn't removed them before I jumped in the pool. With one quick motion I pulled them off and flung them across the room..

I was now standing before the love of my life completely naked from head to toe. My fully engorged, throbbing erection pointed menacingly toward her.

Jenny looked down at it and with one of her patented impish grins asked, "for me?"

"Yes, for you my dear and it's getting awfully impatient."

"I now stepped back toward her, hooked my thumbs in the top of her bikini waist band and began to pull them down. When they were down just a few inches Jenny took over, pulled them down the rest of the way and stepped out of them. She tossed them off to the side and advanced toward me.

We now stood completely naked before each other. We looked each other up and down and I marveled at the model of perfection mere feet away. My attention was drawn to the neat little triangle of carefully trimmed pubic hair on display. Again I stepped forward and placed one hand on the inside of her upper leg. I could feel her legs parting as my hand moved upwards, farther and farther until at last it had found its prize.

"Yes, yes touch me there Greg. Please, please...mmm..."

Jenny didn't have to tell me twice as I began to move my fingers from front to back, in and through her delicate, moist pussy lips. She was moving her hips back and forth in perfect rhythm to my touch. She was getting warmer and wetter as I picked up the pace and began giving special attention to her wet, swollen and erect clitoris. Her pussy was by now totally drenched and I could feel her lips spreading apart to give my fingers better access to her inner sanctum. With a rapid motion my fingers continued their front to back motion while spreading her lips farther and farther apart. All at once I paused and began to ease my slippery, wet fingers inside her. My God she was tight. It took what seemed an eternity before I had my two middle fingers inside that most forbidden of places, pumping them in and out of her rapidly. I could tell she was losing all control as she began to mumble incoherently while bearing down on my invading digits.

Sensing Jenny was about to completely lose her balance I extricated my soaked fingers and guided her toward the bed. She sat down on the edge, then laid down and moved over enough to allow me room to join her.

We laid on our sides facing each other. She pulled me toward her, draped an arm over my shoulder and pulled my face toward hers. What followed was another wet, sloppy and ever so erotic kiss that had me on the edge of losing my sanity.

At this point Jenny reached down between my legs and began to touch and explore my throbbing, hard as nails cock. Gently running her hands up and down the length of it she stopped and cupped my balls in her hand, then explored that area in great detail. To say that her touching was driving me crazy would be a vast understatement. Then, she once again turned her attention to my shaft and began to slowly stroke it up and down from top to bottom, slowly tightening her grip around it. My hips began to move back and forth in perfect time with her every stroke.

"Oh God Jenny that feels oh so good...oh you're driving me crazy. I want you."

"Then take me Greg, Take me now" she cooed. "I need you inside me."

Jenny released her grip then turned from her side and on to her back, spreading her legs wide apart as she did so. I could see the beckoning triangle between her legs as I lifted myself up and moved my body over hers. She put both her arms around my neck and pulled me closer. I settled my body down on top of hers and with one hand guided my swollen member between her legs toward that warm, wet, inviting opening I so desired.

Precum was oozing from the end of my shaft as it finally made contact with her wet, wide open pussy. I rubbed my cock teasingly back and forth along her entire length before centering it over her opening. She arched her back and lifted up toward me.

"Now, damn it. Now!"

With that I began to thrust my rock hard, eager cock against her tight, unyielding entrance. Her thrusts met mine as little by little, thrust by thrust I finally began to penetrate. Ever so slowly, I began to move deeper inside her. Never in my life did I imagine anything could feel this good. We kept thrusting against each other until finally my cock was buried as deep inside her as it could possibly go. Our bodies were by now bathed in sweat as we continued bucking and thrashing against one another in a display of raw, animal passion. Our deep kisses were wet and primal as our tongues danced together.

I could feel the pressure building and knew I wouldn't last much longer. Still I kept thrusting and pounding her tight and willing pussy. I could tell she was nearing her climax too as her thrusts became ever more wild and demanding.

"I'm coming Greg, I'm coming... oh my god...ahh...oh fuck yes" she wailed, then made low, guttural noises as a mind numbing, trembling orgasm began to wash over her. Her body convulsed and her pussy pulsated as her eyes rolled back in her head and she gasped for breath. All the while she continued to heave and thrash against me while clawing my back.

Yup, my sister was definitely one hot and wild fuck.

As Jenny was coming I was also going past the point of no return. As our bodies became welded together I gave one last ultra deep thrust. A feeling of total ecstasy enveloped me as I began to pump stream after stream of hot cum deep inside my sister in the most intense, heart pounding orgasm imaginable. I continued to pump until every last drop was deposited in the deepest recesses of her womb.

After expending our last bits of energy we were both completely and utterly drained. Our sweaty, gasping bodies stayed locked together until our pounding hearts and deep breathing returned to normal. I then brushed the hair from her eyes, gave her a light and gentle kiss and removed my now sated member from inside her. But, before moving myself from atop of her I looked her in the eye and told her. "Jenny, I love you with all my heart and soul."

Jenny lifted her head, kissed my cheek then smiled and replied "Greg, I love you now and forever."

I then lifted myself up and moved off her. She turned on her side with me snuggling right up behind her. I draped my arm over her waist, gave her a little kiss on the back of the neck and whispered "Good night my love."

CHAPTER SEVEN

After a full and ever so restful sleep the approaching dawn found Jenny and I under the covers enjoying the cool morning air which had replaced the stifling heat of the night before. Somehow during the night we'd reversed positions. She was now snuggled up against my back with an arm draped around my waist.. Not knowing if she was awake or not I brought her hand up to my lips and gently kissed her finger tips.

"Good morning my handsome stud." she whispered.

"Good morning my sensuous lady" I whispered back.

"I have to go pee and freshen up but I'll be right back. Don't go away." And with a quick peck on my cheek Jenny climbed over me, hopped out of bed and scampered to the door. The sight of her delightful ass scurrying away caused renewed feelings of lust for my sexy sibling. By now though, I no longer thought of her as my sister. To me she was an enticing, irresistible little bundle of sexiness that I wanted to spend eternity with. In a while she was back and climbing over me to claim her spot in the middle of the bed.

"My turn now, I'll be back in a bit." And with that I hopped up and made a beeline for the bathroom.

"Ooh nice butt" she giggled before I'd reached the door.

Upon returning I climbed back in bed, scooched over to the middle and pulled my diminutive darling toward me, The early morning light framed her face, accentuating her already alluring, feminine features and made me glad to be alive. I savored the moment.

"Something on your mind big boy?: Jenny snickered.

"Yes, I have this little problem that's getting bigger by the moment."

"Oh do tell." she said impishly.

"It's a problem that only you can help me solve."

.

"Oh my tsk, tsk. Well, you can count on me. I'll do everything I can to help you out of your predicament."

"I knew I could count on you."

With that I moved over to the middle of the bed where she awaited me with open arms. We came together in a passionate embrace and an even more fiery, lustful kiss. Her naked body was warm and inviting to my touch and she cooed softly as I caressed her.

"Oh Greg. I never knew feelings like this were possible."

"You better get used to it my lovely. There's a whole lot more where that came from."

"Mmm. I'll take as much as you can give me."

I pulled the covers down just enough to expose her proud and sprightly tits. She closed her eyes in blissful contentment as I began kneading and massaging them. Next, I lowered my greedy mouth and began to suck, lick and tease her long hard, nipples.

"Oh Greg, you have no idea how good that feels."

I continued back and forth from one breast to the other, sucking and teasing those gorgeous, hard nipples while massaging the rest of her milky white tits.

I could tell Jenny was getting aroused by the way she began to writhe and moan. I now pulled the covers down until her entire body lay exposed before me. While still kneading the flesh of her firm tits my attention turned elsewhere.

I raised my head to where her impatient mouth and tongue awaited mine. After a long, wet and sultry kiss I began to plant little kisses along the length of her neck. This was followed by tracing little circles on her neck with my tongue. Now my attention moved farther down. Past her chest and onto her tummy. By now her breathing had become ragged and the moans took on a tone of urgency. She writhed beneath me, arching her back and raising her hips towards the lips and tongue which were taunting her. I stopped at her belly button and traced several wet circles around it. Lower and lower I went arriving at the little triangle formed by her neatly trimmed pubic hair. I could detect the scent of a fully aroused woman as I kissed farther and farther down. Her legs were spreading apart in hopeful anticipation of what lay ahead.

At this point I moved my hands between Jenny's legs, spread them fully apart and moved down between them. Starting from her inner thighs I slowly kissed my way up. I continued teasing her with my tongue by tracing the little wet circles on her bare skin that had gotten her so impassioned. As I neared my treasure I again caught the faint, yet captivating scent of a woman in heat. The sweet, musky aroma drew me ever nearer like a moth to a flame. Her hips were undulating and beckoning me to make haste. I looked up and for the first time ever saw my sister's womanhood in its full naked glory.

Her pussy was as thin and delicate as the rest of her petite body. Thin outer lips gave way to inner lips that protruded ever so slightly from them. At the top of this mouth watering slit was a clitoris peeking out shyly from under its sheath. A thin bead of moisture had formed between her outer lips which told me she was ready for anything and everything I had planned.

By now she had placed one hand behind my head and was urging me on, Finally my lips and tongue found their target. I began by running my tongue up and down the entire length of her hot, moist slit, Her juices were sweet and tasty and I greedily began to lap away to taste more of her. By now she had both hands behind my head pushing it down into her pulsating pussy.

"Greg....oh... fuck...no one's ever done this to me before. Oh god this feels so good."

Now, I realized Jenny's ex-husband Ryan wasn't the brightest bulb on the tree, but to forsake fucking and eating this gorgeous little hottie at every opportunity, in order to chase floozies down at the bar? He truly had to be dumb as a bag of rocks.

After savaging Jenny's wide open pussy and fully savoring the taste of her sweet juices I moved on to my next target. Her poor shy and neglected little clitoris was in dire need of immediate attention. After lapping my way back to the top of her slit, I paused a second, then began flicking, licking and sucking her little love button with reckless abandon. My furious assault had its desired affect as she began bucking, thrashing and issuing loud gravelly moans. It took less than a minute before her moans exploded into full scale screams as wave after wave of the most intense, mind numbing orgasm imaginable rocked her to the very core. Never in my life had I imagined a woman having such intense pleasure.

As she was coming back to earth all she could repeat was "Oh my god, Oh my god."

It took a good 10 minutes before her breathing and heart rate were somewhere near normal again. And still she kept repeating "Oh my god."

She might not have realized it but I was every bit as satisfied as her. Too draw such intense emotions and feelings of pleasure from her made me the happiest man alive.

After this bout of carnal pleasure we both dozed off again and it was several more hours before we awoke. When I finally did wake up there was Jenny beside me with her head propped up on her elbow, studying me intently. "Is it time to get out of bed babe? I inquired of her.

"Not just yet" she replied while sporting a mischievous grin.

"An just what did you have in mind?"

"You're about to find out. If I remember correctly you just satisfied me in ways I never thought possible without indulging in your own physical pleasure. Now I think it's time for some payback."

"Your wish is my command fair maiden."

We both chuckled at my lame attempt at humor, but not for long. Before I knew it she was kissing me like a woman possessed. After a wet, erotic kiss she began kissing the rest of my face, my nose, my ears and my neck. Already my cock was standing at attention under the covers.

Jenny looked down at the bulge under the blankets and proclaimed, "This just won't do. There's something trapped under these blankets and I need to set it free." With that she threw back the covers and ogled the swollen member that was staring back at her. Precum was already oozing from the tip of my restive cock.

"Oh look, poor baby is shedding tears, I think I need to cheer him up." With a wicked grin Jenny slowly ran her hand down my chest and past my belly in a halting, teasing manner until she arrived at my groin. After stroking and massaging my upper thighs for what seemed an eternity she zeroed in and placed her delicate finger tips at the base of my throbbing cock. With an open hand she ran her fingers up and down the length of it, first slowly then gradually picking up the pace. By now I was a blubbering, stammering mess as I urged her on.

"More, Jenny, More."

This was her cue. She closed her open hand around my manhood and began to stroke it in earnest. Drops of precum were oozing liberally from the end of it, making her hand wet and slippery and allowing it to slide up and down my circumcised cock effortlessly. She began to stroke my cock faster and I could feel the beginnings of a soon to be climax as my balls began to tighten. But she wasn't done pleasuring me just yet.

Slowly and almost imperceptibly Jenny's head began moving in the direction of my turgid manhood while she was stroking it. Lowering her head. she stuck out her tongue and began licking the drops of precum which were now flowing freely. Stopping to taste them she commented. "Mmm tasty." She then continued to lap away at the end of my swollen penis while slowly stroking it with her closed hand. Soon she began swirling her tongue over the entire head, paying special attention to the delicate underside.

"I hope I'm doing this okay " she opined. "I've never done it before."

There was no doubt in my mind Jenny was telling the truth. I was sure she'd never let her mouth get near Ryan's repulsive cock, knowing the unsavory places it had been.

"You're perfect" was all I could reply in my current state of mind.

Jenny then placed her mouth entirely over the head of my cock and began to suck it in earnest while stroking the rest of it. Damn, that felt so incredibly good. After a couple of minutes of this my already approaching orgasm was now imminent. "Oh Jenny stop, stop I'm going to cum."

But she didn't stop. If anything she picked up the pace and was sucking even harder. "Jenny I'm coming, I'm coming. ohhh...ohhh damn...oh fuck I'm coming." She put her mouth down even further on my erupting cock as streams of cum began bathing the inside of her mouth. Jet after jet squirted into her eager orifice as she continued to suck and stroke. Finally my cock was completely emptied of its contents. With that she sat up, looked right at me and swallowed hard.

"Mmm. yummy. I think I just found my new favorite treat. You taste pretty good." she giggled.

"Wow," was all I could utter in reply.

Jenny laid her head upon my still pounding chest and once again we fell asleep but not for long. We were both getting hungry and it was now time to get up and face the day. If the day stayed as good as it started then it would be a fine day indeed.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Jenny was out of bed first. My bouncy little bundle of energy was already in the kitchen making breakfast while I was still in the shower. When I stepped out there were some nice fresh, clean clothes awaiting me. In her haste to get away from her ex-husband she had somehow ended up with a box of his clothing. Since him and I were about the same size I now became the recipient of some nice gently used clothing.

"Don't worry," exhorted Jenny. "I've thoroughly washed and fumigated every item."

While sitting at the breakfast table enjoying my French toast, bacon and coffee I occasionally looked up and admired the sexy little woman sitting across from me. I wasn't sure why fate had been so kind to a poor wretch like me, but I was ever so thankful.

Between bites of food I looked up and said "You look great this morning my love."

"Thanks, but for some reason I'm just a little sore down below. You really worked me over big boy."

"Well if you weren't so damned adorable all of this could've been avoided." I chuckled.

Jenny looked up thoughtfully from her plate of food, gave me a serious look and replied. Greg, you are my sole reason for living. I'd endure any hardship or any amount of pain to know I have your eternal love." Then with her best silly smirk she concluded "So I think I can put up with a sore pussy for a while."

We both burst out laughing before I said. "I'll try to be a little gentler next time."

"No need for that. It's a good kind of sore. Besides I'm already craving a good rough and tumble lovemaking session again. "

"Always happy to be of service I winked."

After we'd cleaned up from breakfast and done the dishes it was back to the bedroom for another prolonged bout of intense lovemaking. All in all we made love four times before the day was over.

As we sat on the back deck later sipping lemonade, we began to talk about our future. Jenny confided in me that when she and her dirt bag husband bought their home, she had only made a minimal contribution towards the down payment. This was so she could use the bulk of the money from mom and dad's estate to make some astute investments towards their retirement. Because of her deep distrust of Ryan she never confided this to him. As it turned out she'd hit the jackpot on Bitcoin and did quite well on some stocks. So much so that she was able to purchase outright the big, beautiful home she was now living in. She also made sure there would be enough left for a decent retirement. We'd could still work part time until then if we wanted to but gone were the days of seventy hour work weeks, scrimping, saving and counting each penny.

We decided I would give notice on my crummy, run down little apartment and move in with her right away. Though we wouldn't advertise the fact we were a brother and sister living together neither would we hide it. There were no laws against siblings rooming together and no one had to know what went on behind closed doors. We decided that if living in this town became too unbearable we had the means to move to a far away place where no one knew us and start over again.

The only thing we had trouble deciding on was whether or not to have children. We both desperately wanted kids but were well aware of all the horror stories about abnormal children of close relatives. After much agonizing we decided to go for it. Within two months Jenny was pregnant.

EPILOGUE

Ryan lost everything he owned after the boss discovered him embezzling funds for a floozy who had been blackmailing him. Last we heard he had caught a sexually transmitted disease and had only months to live.

Rhonda became a chronic alcoholic. When not at the bar sponging drinks she's out turning tricks to pay for her next bottle.

Jenny and I live a full and happy life. We have two completely healthy and normal children, The oldest, Carson, is a gifted child who is at the top of his class in every subject. Emma, our second child is a little bundle of energy just like her mom. She loves swimming and shows great promise as a future athlete. Her mom and I are still in the bedroom every chance we get.

THE END