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Several years ago we had neighbors a few doors down that went through a nasty divorce. Their names were Dusty and Shari, and they had two children - twins. Their son?s name was Drew, and he was a real good-looking boy. In fact my wife would always say ?that when he grows up, he?ll have every girl in school chasing after him.? Sara, their daughter, now she was just a little doll with natural blonde hair, and she had the cutest, most innocent face. Before Dusty and Shari?s marriage and alcohol problems escalated, we were pretty good friends, and we would occasionally sit for their kids. In fact Drew and Sara would always call us Uncle Alex and Aunt Vicki, and the kids knew they were welcome at our house any time. I believe Drew and Sara were twelve or thirteen when the shit finally hit the fan, and that was over five years ago now. For a while, the police would be over for domestic issues on a regular basis - it was just an ugly mess. Oftentimes when there was trouble, the kids would run to our house to take refuge from their fighting parents, and they would usually end up spending the night. But after their parents? divorce was final and they moved, we never saw or heard from Drew or Sara again. > > > > > It was a little after seven o?clock on a Friday night. Tara was working a rare late shift, but she was due home by ten o?clock - so my wife and I had the house to our self. Actually it felt like old times, as we had a nice dinner together and enjoyed each other?s company. Not long after Vicki and I sat down in the living room to relax and watch TV, the front doorbell rang. By now my wife had changed into her typical evening garb (that Tara started), sexy panties and short t-shirt, so at first I was reluctant to answer the door. But after the bell rang for a second and third time, I got up to see who it could be - it was Drew, and he had one piece of luggage. Seeing as my wife was not dressed for a visitor she ran upstairs. Once I let Drew in, he said, ?Uncle Alex, I came here because I have nowhere to stay tonight, and none of the hotels will rent me a room.? Just like my wife predicted years ago, Drew did grow up to be a very good-looking young man - although not as tall or muscular like his dad was. I figure that my wife must have seen Drew from our upstairs landing, because she came running downstairs without changing her clothes. Needless to say I wasn?t happy that my wife was willing to let Drew see her in her sexy panties and a t-shirt that barely covered her big tits, but what?s done is done. Well let me tell you, when Drew saw my scantily dressed wife his eyes lit up, and I wouldn?t be surprised if his cock didn?t get hard ? mine would have. In fact, when he gave my wife a hug and a kiss (on the lips no less), the bottom half of her big tits hung out of her shirt, and his hands were all over my wife's panties until I said, ?Drew - have a seat.? As soon as we all sat down on the sofa, Drew explained that he?d been living with foster parents, but since he turned eighteen today they kicked him out. Drew also said that he enlisted in the Army, and that he leaves on Monday for boot camp. In the meantime, he asked if he could stay with us until then. Since my wife felt sorry for the kid ? and against my better judgment, I agreed to let him stay. I figured there had to be a reason that his foster parents wanted him out so fast, but that?s just how my skeptical mind works. As we sat and talked, my wife asked Drew about his sister Sara. We were both surprised when Drew said they were separated years ago, and they didn?t keep in touch with each other. Also, Drew seemed to be uncomfortable talking about Sara, Escort bodrum (http://bodrum.t2bro.net/) and then he changed the subject by asking if he could order a pizza. Drew also mentioned that he wanted to shower and change into his nightclothes before the pizza arrived. Seeing as the kid was hungry, I ordered a pizza for Drew while my wife took him upstairs to a spare bedroom to get settled in. While they were upstairs, I sat and waited in the living room for the pizza to arrive. > > > > > About forty-minutes had passed when the doorbell rang - it was the pizza delivery guy. After I paid, I yelled to my wife and Drew that the pizza had arrived, and then I brought the pizza into the kitchen and set it on the table. After a few more shout-outs ? still no response. Finally, I figured they must not have heard me so I went upstairs to get them. When I opened our bedroom door, my wife and Drew were fucking the living shit out of each other? In fact my wife was on top of him riding his cock like she rides mine, and squirting as she rode him. Needless to say I was shocked - and pissed at my wife for secretly fucking him. In retrospect I should have seen this coming ? after all Vicki did greet Drew in her panties instead of putting some proper clothing on, and also because she let him feel-up her ass while they shared a hot kiss that was far more than your typical fucking ?hello? kiss. Plus, before Drew showed up at our door Vicki was teasing me with her big tits, so she was already horny. As I stood in the doorway, and as fucking pissed as I was, I couldn?t resist watching my slut wife fuck young Drew. After a minute or so, once she saw me my wife got off of his cock, and then she laid down on her back and said, ?Fuck your Auntie?s hot cunt while Uncle Alex watches ? he can fuck me next week.? Young Drew didn?t miss a beat? He got on top of my wife and shoved his not-so-big cock into her cunt. Within seconds, he was pumping the fuck out of her as she cried out, ?C?mon Drew? Fuck your Auntie?s cunt, harder, fuck it harder, harder kid, harder, now shoot it, shoot it.? On demand, Drew began to slam his little cock into my wife's cunt, but all of sudden he said, ?Oh fuck Aunt Vicki, I gonna cum again, I?m cumming,? and with that he pumped his load into her cunt with at least a dozen hard strokes, and then he rolled off of my wife and onto my fucking pillow. Now, as my wife lay there, she looked at me with her fingers on her pussy, and then she said with a laugh, ?You can eat the pizza Hon? - Drew ate my pussy." Well that fucking did it - my wife's ?in my face? attitude got the best of me? I slammed our bedroom door so fucking hard that I made shit shake and rattle throughout the fucking house, and then I headed back to the kitchen. Oh yeah ? I was beyond fucking pissed! > > > > > It was about fifteen-minutes and another shower later when my wife strolled into the kitchen, alone and topless, just wearing a clean pair of panties ? and she was on the defensive? ?Alex, you can slam all the fucking doors you want, but I intend to fuck that hunky kid?s brains out all fucking night ? so you can sleep with Tara in her room tonight,? and then she turned around to head back to the bedroom. ?Get back here Vicki,? I said? And when my wife walked back into the kitchen with her arms crossed - I laid into her? ?Vicki, if you intend to fuck that kid?s brains out all fucking night, you better get a fucking motel room, because you?re not fucking him in my fucking bed, or in any other fucking bed in this fucking house? In fact Vicki ? just get your fucking ass dressed, pack a fucking bag, and get the fuck out!? ?Hon?, you can?t Escort Kuşadası (http://kusadasi.t2bro.net) mean that - you want me to leave?? Vicki said with a stunned look on her face. ?Vicki, don?t you fucking dare Hon? me? Because Vicki, if the shoe was on the other foot, and a hot young girl came into ?your? home, and you were downstairs waiting for me like a fucking asshole while I was upstairs fucking the hell out of her? Are you going to tell me you?d be okay with it - especially after I taunted you, and made you felt like a fucking worthless piece of shit while you watched me fuck her?? I said. ?But Alex?? My wife said. ?But Alex my fucking ass Vicki ? because this gets better? So now after you catch me fucking that pretty little creamer I come downstairs, but not to apologize to you for being an insensitive asshole ? oh no Vicki? Instead Vicki I confront you? And I fucking tell you that I intend to fuck that young creamer?s brains out all fucking night, in your bed Vicki with a too fucking bad if you don?t fucking like it attitude? And then I tell you to sleep with Tara because my little creamer?s head will be on your fucking pillow Vicki? Because that Vicki - that is exactly what you just did to me? So yeah Vicki, pack a fucking bag, call a fucking cab, and get the fuck out? And take your fucking boy-toy with you,? I said. No sooner were those words out of my mouth - I heard footsteps rumble down the stairs? And then seconds later I heard our front door open, and then close. ?Drew must have left,? I thought. I sprang out of my seat and ran upstairs to see if that was the case, and sure as hell it was. While I was in our bedroom I grabbed my wife?s t-shirt off the floor, and then I brought it with me to the kitchen. By the time I returned to the kitchen, Vicki had taken a seat at the table. She was understandably shaken and distraught, with tears running down her cheeks. Frankly - I didn?t give a flying fuck... I whipped her t-shirt at her and told her to fucking put it on, and then I grabbed one beer out of the fridge for myself ? screw her. As I sat across from her as pissed as hell, when I looked at her left hand while she wiped some tears from eyes, I said, ?Vicki? And where the fuck are your wedding rings ? do you squirt harder with them off?? Startled by what I just said, my wife looked at her hand, and then she jumped off her chair and ran upstairs - I followed her step-for-step. On her pillow was a note that read, ?Aunt Vicki, I didn?t have the heart to take these, and thanks for the hot suck and fuck? I?ve never had a girl cum on my tongue before, Drew.? As angry as I was, I was also relived that my wife's rings were left on her pillow. As I watched her put them on, her tears continued to roll down her cheeks. Now, as looked at my wife, I thought about the first time I put her engagement ring on her finger, and the day we married. I was about to head back to the kitchen and let my wife contemplate her slutty actions when she said, ?Alex, you are right, I would have been incensed with you? I have no excuse and I am sorry? Please don?t make me leave ? I love you.? Seeing as my wife came to her senses and apologized, I went and sat on the bed with her and kissed her. After I did, I held her left hand and said, ?Babe, I remember the day I put this ring on your finger? Let?s put what happened tonight behind us ? and I?m sorry for saying what I said? I do love you and want you to be my wife forever,? and then I kissed her again. With tears still streaming down my wife's cheeks, she said, ?Hon?, let?s shower, and then make love to me ? I love you so much, and I always will.? It?s always been bodrum escort (http://bodrum.t2bro.net/) hard for me to remain angry with my wife, although she had me about as pissed as I?ve ever been with her. Tonight, her lust bit her in the ass, and my anger bit mine. Now, for the next hour we made passionate love and renewed our love for each other? And once again all was right with our world. > > > > > It was about ten o?clock now. After we made love we took a quick shower, and then my wife and I went downstairs. Tara had come home, and she was sitting on the sofa wearing her typical garb, panties and t-shirt, so we joined her. Throughout tonight?s ordeal I had left the TV on, and now the news had just started. When Tara cuddled up with me, she asked why there was a whole pizza sitting on the table. To answer her question, I said, ?Tara, it?s a long story and let?s just leave it at that for now ? but have some pizza if you?re hungry.? ?Oh thanks Hon? but I already did? And what was up with you two lovebirds tonight? Holy shit - you two made my pussy so wet that I came in my panties ? so thanks for leaving your bedroom door open, and the pizza!? Tara said. ?I really love that girl,? I thought? > > > > > Once the news was over, we found a movie that we all wanted to see. We were about ten-minutes into the flick when once again our doorbell rang. This time if it was Drew again, I was half-tempted to let him in and let my wife fuck her brains out until Monday? But then I quickly came to my senses and discarded that stupid idea, ?Who knows what that kid might try to steal this time,? I thought. After the doorbell rang again I answered the door. Lo and behold - this time it was his sister Sara, and she was frantic. When I opened the door, Sara rushed in without any luggage, and then she asked me to please turn the outside lights off - just in case she was followed. When my wife heard Sara?s lovely voice she came running to the door - yes in her panties and t-shirt. Sara immediately gave us both a big hug and kiss, and then she followed us into the living room to meet Tara. Vicki had Sara take a seat on the sofa, and after a couple of minutes she calmed down some. Once she did she said, ?Uncle Alex, Aunt Vicki, I had to run away ? I just had to.? For the next half-hour, Sara explained why she ran... She said that she was living with a new set of foster parents for six months now, and they are bad people ? and I?ll leave it at that. She also said she turned eighteen today, and that she intended to join the Navy next week. In the meantime she said that she had no place to go, and asked if she could stay with us until she enlists. ?Déjà vu,? I thought, and then I said, ?Sara, did you know that your brother was here earlier because he had no place to go, and that he is joining the Army next week?? ?Uncle Alex, Aunt Vicki, are you serious, I haven?t seen that jerk in years? I hope you didn?t let him in - he?s a bad apple,? Sara said. ?Sara? No, he didn?t stay, and I?m sure he won?t be back.? I said. > > > > > Since Sara spoke from her heart, and although I made a bad decision with Drew, Vicki and I both felt good about Sara so we let her stay. And since she was almost the same height and size of my wife, boobs included, she could share my wife?s or Tara?s clothes until I could gather her belongings from her foster home. Seeing as I know the Police Chief, it shouldn?t be a problem to retrieve them. Although it was late, since Sara said she was hungry I ordered another pizza. This time both my wife and Tara took Sara upstairs to get her settled into her room, and to let her shower and change into some nightclothes. While they were upstairs, this time my wife let Sara take a shower in our room, and I was fine with that? I once again waited in the living room for the pizza to arrive. As I sat there, I couldn?t believe what a coincidence it was to see both Drew and Sara on the same night after not seeing either of them for years...