Anyone watching Julie as she walked from the street into the house's drive way could see something was bothering her. Her gait was tentative and she almost stumbled on her heels, most unusual for what was usually a very self confident young woman. Her pretty face was a mix of conflicting emotions; tension, worry, fear and apprehension. She was also dressed much differently than usual, normally the slim blonde liked to flaunt her magnificent figure in low cut tops and daringly short skirts but that day she was in jeans and a shapeless jumper that did a fine job of hiding her large breasts. She had minimal make up on too. That really wasn't like her.
She stepped up the three stone steps to the front door of the three bedroom semi-detached house and frowned a moment before summoning up the courage to press the doorbell. She heard it chime inside the house and heard footsteps come to the door. Julie gave an involuntary shiver and steeled herself for what was to come.
The door swung open and Julie's big sister, Lisa stood there glaring at her.
"Look Sis I'm sorry..."
She got no further as Lisa gathered all her phlegm into her mouth and launched a violent spit right into the younger girls face before snarling venomously.
"Get to fuck off my step you cunt! I don't ever want to see you again you cheating slut!"
And with that the door was firmly slammed in the younger sister's face.
She stood for a moment and fought off tears. She had done this. She had ruined her relationship with her sister and no doubt with her two young nieces that Julie so enjoyed spending quality time with. If only she hadn't been such an uncontrollable nymphomaniac!
*
It wasn't news that Julie liked sex. She had been active since her school days once she was old enough and had a string of affairs and short term relationships. She had been insatiable at times and it hadn't mattered whether the male was married or engaged or in a relationship, once Julie saw someone she wanted to fuck she just went for it. That had created one problem for Lisa already when Julie had ended up bedding (then dumping) the boyfriend of one of Lisa's best friend's, Louise. That had caused plenty grief but Lisa had stuck by her and Louise hadn't actually been married to the guy so it had all been somewhat brushed under the carpet but this last incident had been the worst, and Julie knew it.
Quite how Julie had ended up in her sister's marital bed with Mark, Lisa's husband, fucking her in the ass she couldn't quite understand. One minute she had been speaking to him after a girl's night out, where Lisa had headed off to the emergency room with a friend who had passed out. Julie had promised to let Mark know on her own way home. She was disappointed her night had finished early and the heady mixture of drink and horniness (she hadn't managed a hook up, she usually arranged that on later in the night) was a potent concoction. On the other hand Mark had had a few beers while he was babysitting the girls and seeing Julie prance about in the sexiest little silver outfit had given him a very obvious erection. Seeing that Julie couldn't help herself but flirt and tease him and minutes later they were at it like dogs in Mark and Lisa's bed. Whereupon Lisa found them, their friend having been sick and making a miracle recovery once the drink was out of her system.
Neither sister were ever likely to forget the sight of the other that night as Julie knelt like an animal with Mark's thick dick buried half way up her asshole. Lisa had physically thrown her out of the house and only now, two days after had Julie been able to face up to visiting her to try and speak to her sister.
Clearly, she wasn't in a forgiving mood.
*
Over the next couple of days Julie tried to call, text and email Lisa but received no response. Julie hated this and wanted to try a vist again but could not rid herself of the sheer hatred in her sister's eyes. And so she set to pouring her heart out in the form of an emotional and pleading email where she begged for forgiveness and promised anything if only Lisa would forgive her.
Unbeknown to Julie this email was to fall into exactly the wrong pair of hands.
Louise, Lisa's pal who had also suffered from Julie's ways, once she had heard of Lisa's problems had rushed around to help her old friend and to take every opportunity to stick the knife into Julie, she still loathed the little bitch for what she had done to her but had stayed neutral before for fear of upsetting Lisa. Mark had been kicked out and single Louise eagerly offered to stay with Lisa and the girls to help them through this difficult period. Lisa was overwrought and spent a lot of time sleeping and taking too many pain killers and she was dead to the world in bed that night when Julie's email arrived. Lisa had left herself logged on and when Louise saw the mail was from Julie she couldn't hold back her curiosity and found herself sitting down and opening it up. As she read it a plan came to her and the more she thought about it the greater it became, just minutes later she wrote back to Julie.
"Julie, Words can't do justice to the pain I am feeling right now. You will never understand the pain you have caused me. I have always stood by you and defended you in the past and this is how you repay me -- ripping my whole life apart just to suit your carnal needs? You beg me for forgiveness but I can't find that at the moment, how do I even know you are serious when you say how sorry you are? You say you'll do anything? I really have to wonder about that. Louise is over helping me at the moment and her being here reminds me of what you did to her, if you really want to prove how sorry you are you will contact Louise at her home (not here I can't see you here again for a long time) and let her judge how truly sorry you are. I don't think I can ever forgive what you have done but I am willing to let Louise decide whether I should give you another chance, whether you are really sorry and willing to do anything to make amends. Like I say contact Louise and arrange to meet her after that if you can convince her that you are truly repentant then I will consent to give you another chance. But until Louise tells me you have made proper amends and convinced her of your repentance then do not contact me again in any way.
Lisa"
Louise read the mail through time after time and very nearly backed out of sending it but in the end she pressed send and that was that, after it was done she sat back in the computer chair and stared at Lisa's bedroom door and vowed to herself.
"I'll make that little bitch of a sister of yours sorry all right, she's had this coming a long, long time!"
*
Louise stood admiring herself in the mirror in her bedroom. She was tall, slim and had long, blond hair. She was, she thought, considerably better looking than that dirty little skank Julie and still could not quite get over a man going with her when he was with Louise. It was the kind of knockback that had stayed with Louise ever since, though she had never let on. She had dreamed of some form of revenge and now through the strangest of circumstances she had it. She very nearly cackled as she smoothed her skirt and set down her hair brush and counted down the seconds until her front door bell rung.
Julie had sent a text to Louise the day after she had received the email. She didn't know what to expect but was contrite and pleasant and asked to come around and see Louise to see if things could be worked out. Little did she know things were already sorted out in Louise's mind.
Standing on the doorstep outside Louise's house and ringing the doorbell brought back all the bad memories of doing exactly the same at her sisters and made Julie feel extra guilty before the door was even opened. And there standing waiting on her was Louise, three years her older and with a shit eating grin on her face as a repentant and subdued Julie stood there waiting to be invited in. Louise exuded a faux charm and asked Julie in but neither was fooled, they were both alpha females that went after men but both knew that one of them was in a bad position and the other held the upper hand. As much as it ate Julie up to be nice and polite to Louise, Lisa and the girls were her only surviving family and she could not envision a future not including them and she knew herself she had fucked up big style and deserved to pay for her monumental error.
"As you know your sister is deeply upset by what happened" explained Louise in a condescending, haughty tone.
"And she has told me that I should determine how truly sorry you are. Ah, ah, I don't want to hear your pleas. Words mean nothing from a cheat like you, do they? You've proved that time and again. So this time it will be by actions alone that I shall determine how sorry you are and what lengths you are prepared to go to prove you are sorry."
The longer Louise had to look at and speak to Julie the more she her mask was slipping and she was reverting to type and her actual hatred of the younger woman. Sipping her drink as she let her previous words sink in, she glared at Julie standing before her and loathed her, detested her and it was starting to come through in her tone and words.
"So, in other words bitch. To put it simply so even a dumb bimbo like yourself can understand, if you ever want to be able to see your sister or nieces again you will need to do exactly what I want. Because you'd better fucking believe that I will be quite content with telling Lisa that you weren't sorry enough and didn't want to make it up enough and I will go in there and tell her that you are beyond redemption and she should drop you like a fucking stone. I will get just as much satisfaction from that as you doing what I say. Understand bitch?"
Julie stood there and looked coolly at Louise. Yes she understood and in some ways she even welcomed the fact that this was going to be hard. She deserved to suffer a bit, didn't she? For what she had done. Still she wished Lisa hadn't let this stuck up cunt take complete control like this.
"So you understand Julie, you will either do what I tell you (and believe me I have some tasking tests for you to meet to show how sorry you are) and please me or I will go straight to Lisa and tell her you didn't impress me. And I will be more than happy to do just that." "I believe you Louise, and I'll do whatever you want. I just want to try and make it up to my sister."
"Mmm. We'll see about that. You can start by taking off those frumpy clothes, they don't suit you, I don't know if you were trying to impress me but they don't. Remember, I know what kind of prink teasing slut you really are. So get them all off and let me see what seems to attract all these dumb guys to you."
Julie hadn't really known what to expect from her visit to Louise's but it certainly hadn't been that! But even as she made to voice her argument she saw the look in Louise's eyes and remembered her words and realised she did not want to call Lisa's friends bluff. This was all a challenge now and Julie was determined she would prove to her big sister just how sorry she was. So, without words she stripped off her jumper and trousers and shirt and shoes and stood in the middle of Louise's living room in nothing other than a flower pattern, skimpy bra and panties
"It surprises me you even wear underwear slut. I always just imagined you didn't bother, meant you could get fucked all the quicker!"
