My brother's wife

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Foreword:

Dear readers,

thank you for purchasing my book.

My brother's wife is an erotic short story.

But now to my real person. My name is Jupiter Hill. I was born in Frankfurt am Main in 1982. Since my childhood I have written stories of all kinds. The older I got, the stronger my desire to write erotic stories became. And that's what I do now.

I don't stick to any fixed conventions. No rigid ideas or general views. Sometimes I write from a woman's point of view, sometimes from a man's. Because my stories are made for both sexes.

I hope to make my readers happy with my "works". And inspire them to erotic acts. The following story is partly made up. But a large part is based on my own life.

Your Jupiter

My brother's wife

It seemed to be a day like any other, and yet one little thing was not right. I only noticed it when Erika said once again that she felt terribly neglected and had no idea how long my brother would be away this time. Alfred had been abroad for almost a week and had not been heard from except for a short phone call.

No wonder that his young wife felt quite lonely. That was probably also the reason why she wanted to take me out this Saturday. Come inside! she said. We'll have another drink. If you want, you can stay here overnight. Are you coming? Yes, I said.

Of course. It's still early. We had been to the theater, we had eaten well, and now my sister-in-law just didn't want to be alone again. She had everything a woman of twenty-three could dream of, a huge house, money, her own car - just no company. And my brother could not offer her that either. Although he always claimed that Erika had her own circle of friends, it didn't seem to be all that great.

When we left the car, she hooked underneath and snuggled up to me. When I was nineteen I was almost a head taller than she was. This had a very positive effect on my self-confidence. Otherwise, I always felt like a silly little boy around her. Actually you're quite a nice guy, Wolf, Erika said amusedly. I just wonder why you're so damn shy. You haven't even kissed me yet, although that's quite common among brothers-in-law.

Not to mention that you take every opportunity to avoid me. I'm not ugly, am I? My heart leapt and stopped and kept pounding. No, I stammered. No, of course you weren't. I'm very fond of you... Then why are you so damn shy? We were almost at the house. Fortunately it was dark so Erika couldn't see the blush that shot me in the face. She had never spoken to me so clearly before and I would have loved to sink into the ground right away.

My sister-in-law of all people, whom I had always adored and worshipped, asked me something like that. But I could hardly tell her that my shyness was nothing more than the reaction to my secret wishes. Since I knew that Alfred never missed an opportunity to cheat on his young wife, my own desires had become almost unbearable. Even through the darkness I saw Erika checking me out. Suddenly she had stopped and pressed herself against me. I had to say something. But... I stammered. Why? I'm not shy.

She threw her hair back. Really? She blasphemed. Why kiss me if you won't kiss me? You are my brother's wife... And... it came off badly. Alfred is far. We are both completely alone. What was wrong with her? She was standing so close to me I could smell her perfume. Shadowy, I saw her slim figure in that long evening gown and felt something awaken in me.

Still, I said lame. You don't do things like that. If Alfred finds out, he'll smash my teeth in. He certainly doesn't, she giggled. At most he'll ask if that's all there is to it and let me give him a blow job. Startled, she held her hand in front of her mouth and for seconds I had the impression that she too would turn red. Then she impulsively grabbed my hand and pressed it onto her chest. Excuse me, she murmured.

I didn't want to be that clear, but it's true. In some ways, your brother is a pig. But you know him. On the other hand, you can't resist him either. I, uh... ...stammered. Never mind, it came. All I was saying was, you don't have to be afraid of Alfred. I'm sure he's in bed with some floozy now, having a laugh while I'm stuck with you. My hand was trembling. Through the thin fabric of the evening gown I could clearly feel the firm curves of her breasts. You don't have to, I said hoarsely. I can go home... But I want to, she said again with a smile.

If I can't have one, then at least I want the other. You've been teasing me somehow all along. She pushed me even closer. Now she had to hear my heartbeat. Her words came to me like oil. Kiss me, she whispered. Forget that I'm your brother's wife. Suppose we met tonight. I couldn't resist, so I grabbed her. Almost by myself, I found her mouth and sucked myself in. Suddenly I lost my temper and did what I had always wanted to do.

My tongue shot out, bored its way between her lips, and at the same time I stroked along her body. She wanted it! She could hardly make it clearer to me! My limb pressed against the fabric of her trousers and seemed to want to blow it up. Completely relaxed Erika lay in my arms and played with my tongue. For seconds I thought to float on clouds. It was like a dream. Until suddenly I felt her hand between my legs and impulsively pulled back. The fire went out. At that moment my sister-in-law seemed disillusioned again. Well, she said hoarsely. Don't be so stupid! Sorry, I stammered. My face was burning like a tomato.

I was... I am... What a silly boy you are, it came amusing again. Nothing but a little punk kid who's afraid of his own guts. And you're so horny you almost piss your pants. She had noticed. She had noticed! My dick was so big that it barely fit in her pants. I can't help it, I murmured.

You asked for it. Once again her hand shot forward, and now I held still. I could clearly feel her fingers tracing the contours of my limb. Then she tore herself away abruptly and walked towards the house. Come with me! I heard her say. In God's name, let's go inside, otherwise I'll fall on you out here. And if the world ends afterwards, but today you belong to me. If you're half as good as your brother, then it's worth it. A few minutes later, we were sitting peacefully side by side on a sort of couch, toasting each other.

Erika had told me that it was her very personal room and Alfred only came to her when he was just looking for satisfaction. Otherwise she spent many an evening alone and was occupied with all kinds of things. With mixed feelings I looked around. The room was very nicely decorated,

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