Miranda bit her lip as her husband pushed his hard cock in her. She and Larry had hit it off from the start, and after being married for years and having an 18 year old daughter, the feeling of him being inside of her still felt so right. Wrapping her legs around him, she tried to get him deeper.
Larry reached up and twirled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. He felt her squirm a little as he did it and kept slamming his cock in her.
Miranda really didn't like what he was doing to her breasts. It didn't feel very good but she could never seem to bring up the subject so that he would play with them in a different way. So she relied on something else. "Suck them."
Larry stopped playing and bent down to suck her nipples. As he sucked he did his best to keep fucking.
They'd had their up and downs, but when he had gotten laid off, their money problems had threatened their marriage. Now that he had started a new job, things were looking up for them. It had only been a few days but the hope that his new employment offered eased the pressure considerably.
Larry loved how it felt being inside of his wife. His balls slapping against her butt as he slid his hard cock in and out added to the enjoyment.
Miranda's mind drifted to her brother, and it wasn't the first time she had done it while having sex with her husband. Odd, in all of the time she was growing up she never thought of her brother sexually, at least not seriously. She had some fantasies about him which she would use to get herself off, but she would never do it for real. Yet lately when her husband and she were having sex she couldn't help but wonder what doing things with her brother would really be like.
Larry was close, "I'm going to cum babe." He straightened back up and started slamming himself into her.
Miranda loved her husband but he didn't always get her off. This was one of the times she wasn't going to get there. There was a since of satisfaction she received when he did.
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> Larry jumped off of her to answer the phone. Miranda closed her eyes and wanted to scream, "NO LARRY LET THE FUCKING PHONE JUST RING!" But, she said nothing. It was another bill collector and he had answered it out of habit. The mood in their bedroom changed immediately.
He hung up the phone and the call wasn't the only thing that had ended. She grabbed his hand, "Let me suck you."
Larry scrunched up his nose, "Ewe, gross. You know I don't want to do stuff like that."
Miranda knew, but she had hoped he would. Larry had been her first and only boyfriend. He had always had an aversion to giving or getting oral sex, so she had never experienced either one. That had been a sore spot for them over the years. He kissed her and simply turned over to go to sleep.
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The next day, Larry, Miranda and their daughter Alissa sat around their kitchen table discussing the family's money problems. "We are getting kicked out of our apartment."
"Why dad?"
Miranda knew, "Honey, we are really behind in our rent."
Alissa wasn't stupid, "It's because dad was out of work for so long isn't it?"
Larry shook his head, "Yep and this couldn't have come at a worse time. I have a new job but I don't have enough time there, so I can't get a loan to help is out."
"We could ask Uncle Dan."
Larry shook his head, "I doubt if he will."
"Why?"
After Larry had turned over the previous night, she had lain awake for some time before she could go to sleep. Her mind had drifted to doing things with her brother which had only made it worse. "Honey, my brother has given us money constantly over the years."
Alissa shook her head, her blonde curls reflecting the light. "It can't hurt to ask, how much do we need?"
Larry stared at the floor, "About $5,000."
Alissa whistled as she exhaled, "I had no idea it was that bad.
Larry stared at the floor, "Our rent is just the beginning. We are behind on almost every one of our bills." He saw the look on his daughter's face, "It is what happens when you go from a job making $18 an hour to unemployment in one week. You still have the bills you can have making that much but you don't have the money to pay them."
Miranda wanted to talk to her brother about the money - alone, and she didn't want her husband or daughter to know she was doing it. "I know it's a long shot, but it's still worth a try." She saw her husband nod his head in agreement. "I have some running to do this morning. Alissa, why don't you call him and see if he has any plans? Tell him we all want to come over there this afternoon?"`
Alissa came back from making the call, "He said that would be fine."
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It was Saturday and Dan had planned to clean up around the house. That of course meant he would have to try once again, to throw his wife's things out. He opened the door to her room. Looking around at each item made vivid memories come to the surface. He saw her sewing machine that she would spend hours in front of. Her laptop where she tried to write a love story set in Elizabethan times. On and on, each item making him realize just how much he still missed her. He knew throwing her things out was impossible and slammed the door shut, "Fucking cancer!"
The doorbell ringing gave him a welcome interruption and he was happy to see his sister when he opened the door, "Miranda, what a surprise. Come in. I thought you all were coming this afternoon."
Miranda saw his face and knew he'd been crying. "Still missing Rebekah?"
Dan let her in, "Yes."
She gave him a hug, knowing that a part of her brother died with Rebekah. She also knew something else about him.
Dan led her to the living room, "Want something to drink?"
"Sure. Do you have any coffee made?"
Dan laughed, "Of course." He left for the kitchen and returned with two cups of coffee. He handed her one, "Cream and sugar, right?" He saw her nod. "So tell me why you are here?"
"I could be here to just visit, you know?"
"Nah, Alissa would raise holy hell if she knew you saw me without her."
Miranda sighed, "We need to borrow some money."
Dan suspected as much. "I thought so, has Larry found a job yet?"
"He just got one, but the bills have really piled up. We need to borrow about $5,000."
"Wow." He thought about it for a few seconds. Well, I still have some insurance money from Rebekah, I can give you that."
"No let us borrow it."
"Sis, there isn't any reason."
"I have my pride. I'm tired of always coming to you for money. Let me pay you back."
Dan scrunched up his face, "How are you going to pay it back? You don't have a job? Wait, that didn't come out right, I mean outside of the home."
Miranda knew it was time to tell that she knew his secret. "Is Teresa still coming over every other week?"
Dan was stunned, "Ah...what?"
A few months after Rebekah's funeral, Teresa started coming over and you have been paying her $100 dollars to have sex with you."
"Aw sis, a guy has needs...and ..."
"Dannie, I don't have a problem with it. She's a friend of mine and told me all about it."
Dan felt his face getting hot, "All?"
Miranda nodded, "Yes. You have a kinky imagination." It was picturing that she was doing those things with her brother that could help get her off. She took a deep breath, "Here is what I think we should do. We are all coming over to visit later this afternoon."
"I know."
"We will tell you that we need the money, so you will have to pretend that you have no idea about it. You say you will give it to us, when you will really be letting us borrow it." She got up from her chair, walked to her brother, and kissed him full on the lips, "I will come over the weeks that Teresa doesn't and we can do anything and everything that you want. My $100 can go to pay off the loan."
Dan felt weird having gotten a passionate kiss from his sister, and now she was suggesting having sex with him for money. He suspected she wanted more than just the loan. Insisting on paying it back when he had offered to just give it to her didn't make sense. Unless, the paying it back was just as much for her as for him.
Miranda knew her brother better than anyone. She really did want this and not just so they got the money and suspected that he already knew it. She had never done a single thing in her entire life that would be considered naughty and wanted that experience. Knowing that she could trust her brother to keep what they did a secret; she got on her knees in front of him and tried to open his jeans. She was so excited that her hands wouldn't cooperate.
Dan saw that she was having trouble and helped. Undoing his belt, he opened his jeans and pushed them and his underwear down. He was spellbound by the sight of his sister reaching for him.
Miranda had talked a lot with Teresa. After hearing of the things she and Dan did, she had pretended it was her brother while having sex with her husband.
His sister's fingers felt cool wrapped around him. Just watching her was turning him on and her playing had him reacting.