Lynn realized she hadn't spoken to her sister Cathy for a while. Not that she felt an intense need to talk to Cathy. The two sisters had never really gotten along all that well. Cathy was several years older than Lynn and, when they were young and lived at home, Cathy had always loved to lord it over Lynn. Then, a few years later, she blamed Lynn for 'stealing' one of her boyfriends. Of course Lynn hadn't done any such thing. Mike had already broken up with her sister when she and he started to go together. But Cathy never saw it that way, and for years she blamed Lynn, never really forgiving her.
Thankfully Cathy lived several hundred miles away and the two sisters didn't have to see each other very often, during holidays mainly when they went to their folks for Thanksgiving or Christmas. That was about it. But now Lynn felt it was time for the obligatory phone call.
"Hi Tommy," Lynn said when she heard her brother-in-law's voice. "It's Lynn."
"Oh, hi there, how you been?" he asked, his voice warm and friendly, as always. Though she and her sister were on edge most of the time, Lynn really got on well with her brother-in-law. In fact, she envied Cathy for having landed such an attractive, masculine man as a spouse. Not only was he sweet and kind and attentive, but he was extremely good-looking, and very, very sexy too. Lynn even thought that's one reason her sister got so uptight whenever Lynn was around. She still looked at her younger sister as a threat. Cathy was pretty cute, but there was no doubt that Lynn was a lot prettier. And Cathy knew it. Lynn was the sort who would turn
all
the guys' heads; Cathy could only manage to turn a few of them.
They chatted for a few minutes, filling each other in on family matters, then Lynn asked if her sister was home.
"No, she just left to go to the mall. Then she's meeting a girlfriend to go to a movie, so she won't be back until tonight," Tommy explained.
"Oh," Lynn said, actually relieved to hear it. This way she could say to herself that she'd made the obligatory call to her sister, even if Cathy wasn't there to get it. "Roger's out for the afternoon too."
"Golf?" Tommy asked.
"What else," Lynn said, the frustration in her voice obvious.
"Seems like your husband's always out playing golf and my wife's always out shopping and going to the movies with her girlfriends," Tommy said, his voice almost seductive, Lynn thought. Or was she only imagining it? Was it wishful thinking? All she knew was that, suddenly, she felt like staying on the phone with her brother-in-law and talking to him. There was something about his voice that had always aroused her.
"The kids there?" she asked about her two nieces.
"No, they're out with their friends."
Lynn smiled to herself. She was home alone, Tommy was home alone. Why not stay on the phone and talk?
"So what do you do, Tommy, when the wife and kids are away and you're home by yourself?" Lynn probed.
"Oh, you know, watch TV, read a book," he said. "How about you, Lynn? When Roger's off playing golf?"
"Same thing," she said. Now she thought about something. Once, years ago, when Lynn had spent a night over at her sister's house and Cathy had gone out to get groceries, she had actually caught her brother-in-law masturbating. Lynn had gotten up quietly from a nap and headed to the bathroom. She had passed her sister's bedroom door and saw that it was open. And there, inside, was Tommy playing with his very big and very stiff cock. He caught her glancing, their eyes locked for a split second, and then she just rushed away and he closed the door behind him. They hadn't said anything at all about that to each other, but Lynn could never get the image out of her mind, the image of her brother-in-law masturbating, playing with his thick and very rigid cock.
"And sometimes I do what I once caught you doing," she said boldly, figuring why not mention it now. Once in a while Lynn fantasized about having intensely erotic conversations with men over the phone. If Tommy was the sort who beat off when his wife went off to the grocery store, maybe he was also the sort who'd be in the mood for a nice, raunchy phone conversation with his foxy sister-in-law? That's what Lynn now aimed to find out.
There was a long moment of silence after she'd said this to Tommy.
"That couldn't possibly be," he said.
"Why not?" she asked, wondering what he meant.
"Because you don't have a cock to fist, Lynn, that's why," he said.
She laughed, then marveled. Her brother-in-law had gotten into the groove with her just like that. Deep down she had a suspicion he would. She'd long had a sense that Tommy, unlike her sister or her husband, had a vivid sexual imagination, a powerful libido, and a bit of a wild streak.
"That's true, but I sure got a nice pussy to finger and rub," she said unabashedly as they kept up the repartee, the lewd banter.
"Bet it is a nice one too, that pussy of yours."
"It's not bad, I haven't heard many complaints. Not that Roger seems all too thrilled with it."
She had to tell him that, though he probably already knew it, having seen Lynn together with her husband and heard gossip from his wife.
"Well, Roger never did seem to have much of an appreciation for the better things in life," Tommy said, as Lynn smiled, loving the remark, taking it as a compliment, which it was.
"You know who else seems to be like that, someone who doesn't quite know how to really sink her teeth into it and enjoy it?"
"No, who could that be?" he asked, but she sensed he knew full well whom she was hinting at.
"Your wife, my sister."
"Mmmmmh, I think you may be right," he said.
It was like a rocket had gone off inside her, a rocket of arousal and rapport with her brother in-law. And all this on the phone!
"Tommy? This is getting pretty intimate, our conversation, isn't it? You know I've never cheated on my husband with another man, not even once. Does this count? Am I cheating? Is talking to you like this sort of like cheating?"
"If you're cheating then I'm cheating."
"So we're both cheating, correct?"
"Sort of, though I don't know if a jury would see it that way."
"Would you?
"I don't know," he said, his voice sounding unworried.
"Oh hell, let's not think about. If we're cheating, we're cheating. If we're not, we're not. All I know is that I'm having one hell of a good time with you on the phone. How about you?"
"Can't think of a better way to spend the time."
"Say, Tommy? That big cock of yours I once had the good fortune to see all nice and hard? Is it all nice hard right now by any chance? Right this very minute?"
"It certainly is, Lynn,"
"Oh good! I still remember how hard it was then, and how thick. I've thought about it so many times," she confessed. And it was true. She'd never been able to get that image of her brother-in-law's cock out of her mind. "Are you holding it now? Have you got it in your hand, Tommy?"
"That's just where it is, with my fist wrapped around it."
