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I was still elated as I turned onto Jean's street. I was still looking forward to my revenge, still smiling at the shit that was coming for Amber and Dave. The smile, though, was tempered. I would enjoy this moment, this day. I would enjoy Amber and Dave's coming pain. I would keep true to myself during that enjoyment, though. I would not fall off the edge.I could just make out a figure on the porch as the house came clearer into view. Jean was waiting for me, huddled within the terry cloth of her robe."You'd better come inside," she said quietly as I stood panting before the stairs. There was a seriousness to her words, an intensity that was both strange and familiar. I'd seen Jean like this once before when we'd lost a contract I'd worked hard on."What's up?" I asked, gasping for breath."Just ... come in," she said simply and walked into the house.They were all waiting for me in the living room, the television on, some female reporter blathering on about something. I joined the
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Because of this," she replied. "Because of how you're feeling right now. Because you can hate yourself for what you did to Michael."Hate myself? I realized she was right. I did hate myself. I should never have involved Michael in this plot. I should have found a way to keep him away from all this. Instead, I'd thrust him into my scheme as just another pawn on my path to revenge.Amber? She deserved everything I could dish out, the cunt. Dave? He deserved everything I could throw at him. Maddy? She wasn't as culpable, but there was enough blame to throw around; she knew about the two of them and let it continue. My soul cankered with the need to lash out at them.Michael? Not so much. He'd done nothing to elicit my wrath except ... be my son. Fall asleep lying on top of me, his little head on my chest, his arms around me, hugging me even in his sleep. Play blocks with me, toss the ball with me, swing on a swing as I pushed him, smile and laugh as I tickled him. No matter that it wasn'
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How to re-assure him, though? How could I possibly explain why I'd done what I'd done? How could I show him that I didn't care who Jean slept with – not NOW, at any rate – what I cared about was honesty? What I needed was the truth; not to have my eyes blinded by what I wanted to be but opened to what truly was. How could I explain that the pain and rage I felt wasn't directed at my wife's relationship with her brother but rather that she'd kept it from me, never giving me a chance to form an opinion of it? How could I let him know that the deepest cut of all was that I'd been lured into believing I was finally part of a family, something I desperately wanted with every fiber of my being, only to have it ripped from me in single moment?The bailer was loud, but I was louder. I'm not a person who opens up; I don't share what's inside. Oh, I'll share my life, things that happened, but not how I feel – at least, not easily. Amber had been there, at one time. I'd trusted her enough to let
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Marcello's POV:I pinched the bridge of my nose for probably the 50th time in the past 36 hours. I didn't sleep well on airplanes. I never had. Not even when I hadn't slept in nearly 2 days.Coming home was well worth it, though. As I smiled down at the plain gold band on my finger, I marveled at my perfect life. Not bad for an orphan.My life hadn't always been perfect. My parents were killed in an automobile accident when I was 7; that's the absolute worst age to be orphaned. You're just past the age where anyone will adopt you but too young to know what's going on. All you really know is that all the people in your life that you love and care about, and that care about you, are gone.I had no relatives. My grandparents on my mom's side were gone long before I was born. My dad's mom passed away just before my birth; he'd never known his father. Oh, I had an aunt somewhere – my mother's younger sister – but she'd left home at the age of 16 and just disappeared. No one knew where she
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By the age of 26 I had a doctorate in Chemistry and Software Engineering, and Bachelor's degrees in Mathematics and Physics. I'd used my first two patents to start my own consulting firm – the firm owned the patents so proceeds profited the firm – and was well on my way to becoming fabulously wealthy and successful.I met Amber when I was 29 and wandering around a fraternity party. My roommate and best friend, Doug, was in the frat and had invited me; I enjoyed the parties and was friends with most of the brothers but I had never joined – I was just too busy. So there I was, nursing my beer (I never had more than two – I just didn't enjoy drinking) when this angel walked in the door. She had come to the party on the arm of this big man who looked like he played football – by himself ... and won ... and she proceeded to get completely bombed. The football-looking guy was having too good a time to help her home when she was on the verge of passing out – so I volunteered.It isn't what y
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I had ensured that all of my contracts that required travel included a clause that said I was to be home for two days every weekend and at least 1 week of every month; I didn't think I could go any longer without seeing my wife and son. It was the one immutable rule I had made for myself and I'd never broken it until this past weekend, opting to finish my work on Saturday and Sunday so I could get an extra week with Amber and Mikey.I pulled into the driveway in my 1998 Buick Skylark. I'd read once that when people who had nothing all their lives came into money, they tended to either spend it lavishly or hoard it religiously. I fell on the hoarding side, I'm sure, but I never saw the reason in buying anything flashy. I preferred simple, reliable things and my Skylark was old but reliable. It got me from point A to point B and that's all I needed. The company had a few cars on lease in case I needed to entertain potential clients but I almost hated to use them. A simple gold wedding b
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We'd often used a pillow to muffle her wails so that we didn't wake up Mikey ... but Mikey wasn't here now, so she had no such compunction."Uh ... uh ... uh ... fucking ... fucking ... CUMMMING..." the man wailed, bringing her over the top, her wails adding to his own as I watched him push as deep as he could into my wife. His back was bowed, his hands holding him above her, his ass flexed taut as he ground himself into her. I knew what he was feeling, could remember feeling it myself ... and I ground my teeth at the memory.They stayed like that for a moment, clutched together, my wife's hands almost like claws against his back, holding him. Her legs were tight around his thighs, her legs flexing as her wail went on and on. There was an added grunting to it as she drew breath to continue, a ululating sound that told me she was having a really big orgasm or maybe even a series of them; Amber could be multi-orgasmic when she was really into the sex as she obviously was now. That memor
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I'd heard enough. I wasn't sure I could take any more. I think I'd hoped this had been a one-time thing but now I knew better. This had been going on for years – since she was 17, she'd said, so at least 13 years. And he'd spent the past week with her, having sex with her. I couldn't take any more.My hand wasn't very steady as I wrote the note. My mind was clear but my body wasn't listening to it too well. Luckily it was a short note."I can't deal with this."I put the box in the middle of the hallway about 4 feet from the door, the note under it. I walked back slowly and quietly and picked up my luggage and walked through the mud room and into the garage. Both Amber and Dave's cars were inside and I resisted the urge to hurl large, heavy objects through their windshields. I closed the door quietly, pulling my keys out of my pocket and carefully selecting my car key. Then I activated the garage door.I wanted them to hear me and the garage door would make sure of that; I'd hooked th
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How to re-assure him, though? How could I possibly explain why I'd done what I'd done? How could I show him that I didn't care who Jean slept with – not NOW, at any rate – what I cared about was honesty? What I needed was the truth; not to have my eyes blinded by what I wanted to be but opened to what truly was. How could I explain that the pain and rage I felt wasn't directed at my wife's relationship with her brother but rather that she'd kept it from me, never giving me a chance to form an opinion of it? How could I let him know that the deepest cut of all was that I'd been lured into believing I was finally part of a family, something I desperately wanted with every fiber of my being, only to have it ripped from me in single moment?The bailer was loud, but I was louder. I'm not a person who opens up; I don't share what's inside. Oh, I'll share my life, things that happened, but not how I feel – at least, not easily. Amber had been there, at one time. I'd trusted her enough to let
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Because of this," she replied. "Because of how you're feeling right now. Because you can hate yourself for what you did to Michael."Hate myself? I realized she was right. I did hate myself. I should never have involved Michael in this plot. I should have found a way to keep him away from all this. Instead, I'd thrust him into my scheme as just another pawn on my path to revenge.Amber? She deserved everything I could dish out, the cunt. Dave? He deserved everything I could throw at him. Maddy? She wasn't as culpable, but there was enough blame to throw around; she knew about the two of them and let it continue. My soul cankered with the need to lash out at them.Michael? Not so much. He'd done nothing to elicit my wrath except ... be my son. Fall asleep lying on top of me, his little head on my chest, his arms around me, hugging me even in his sleep. Play blocks with me, toss the ball with me, swing on a swing as I pushed him, smile and laugh as I tickled him. No matter that it wasn'
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I was still elated as I turned onto Jean's street. I was still looking forward to my revenge, still smiling at the shit that was coming for Amber and Dave. The smile, though, was tempered. I would enjoy this moment, this day. I would enjoy Amber and Dave's coming pain. I would keep true to myself during that enjoyment, though. I would not fall off the edge.I could just make out a figure on the porch as the house came clearer into view. Jean was waiting for me, huddled within the terry cloth of her robe."You'd better come inside," she said quietly as I stood panting before the stairs. There was a seriousness to her words, an intensity that was both strange and familiar. I'd seen Jean like this once before when we'd lost a contract I'd worked hard on."What's up?" I asked, gasping for breath."Just ... come in," she said simply and walked into the house.They were all waiting for me in the living room, the television on, some female reporter blathering on about something. I joined the
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Finally, what had started in shocked dismay and gradually changed to disbelief and then rage would at long last be revenged. I tried to force my mind to keep that same distance as when I always ran, to let it float outside of me and think what it wished, but the expectation of what was to come kept intruding and ultimately was too much.The anticipation was like a bubble inside of me trying to rise out. Even as my feet ate up chunks of packed dirt, I was eager to get this behind me. I was eager for the day to commence, to finally see what I had worked for these past few months. I wanted nothing more than to jump into the air and fling myself forward in time to the point where I could finally feel the satisfaction of knowing my plot had worked.I knew I had to wait ... but waiting was killing me. I knew that it was going to be hours before I'd know anything, hours before Amber and her family discovered the things I'd done. I almost laughed at the thought; they'd gone to bed the night b
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Don't worry, I'm not going to come between you and Jeanie," she said as we pulled up to the high school. "Just if she's stupid enough to break up with you ... I'm going to be after you. So, keep that in mind." She opened her door and started to close it, then stopped."Did she tell you about the pact?" she smiled at me."Uh ... yeah ... I don't think..." I tried to collect my thoughts into some semblance of order."I thought she would," Olivia smiled impishly. "If it helps, I would definitely put you through to the second round." Then she turned and closed the door and I couldn't help but notice the little wiggle she put into her walk as she walked away.I was still more than a little dazed as I walked in the door. Strangely, I couldn't remember actually driving back and I wondered how I'd gotten here. I turned as I walked in and Jeanie was looking at me strangely."Are you okay?" she asked, her voice betraying her concern. "You look like you've just seen a ghost.""I ... you ... Oliv
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We sat there for a while. Five minutes. Ten. I wasn't sure. We sat quietly and I wondered what was going through her mind. Finally, she turned to me."I'd like that, then," she said finally, smiling at me. "The date. I'd like ... do you ... do you think we could go out Wednesday? I want to spend time catching up with my family tonight ... I'm sure they'll drag you into some kind of game night, it's what we do when we're all together, play silly little board games. Tomorrow and Wednesday, I'll be helping my mom bake cookies and bread and pies and cakes and who knows what else for the feast on Thursday ... so I'll be ready for a reprieve Wednesday night ... and we should be pretty done with the baking and stuff then. So ... would Wednesday be okay?""Yeah," I said, smiling at her. I pulled her into a one armed hug. "Wednesday sounds great.""Easy mister," she said, laughing wryly as she pulled away. "Just because we're going on a date doesn't mean you get to be fresh with me." She smile
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"I have doubts," I said softly. "Fears. I worry that I'm setting myself up for failure. I worry that this is wrong; that there's no future here. I think, though, that I'll regret it if I don't take a chance. I think you're worth that chance.""I also think you're right," I continued, biting my bottom lip as I searched for what I wanted to say. "I think the pact was just a childish thing – I don't think it can work in the real world. Even if you could over-come the jealousy, I think there'd be so many obstacles and so many people willing to jump on something like that, who would have a vested interest in breaking something like that, that it could never work. Even if you could make it work ... I'm not the right man for that. I'm ... I couldn't ... I don't think I could do something like that. I don't think I'm wired that way. So, if that's what you're looking for...""No!" Jeanie interrupted; then her voice turned softer. "No. It was a childish fantasy. What I mean is ... what about me
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. I drank her in, I drank it all. I went mad with the taste of Rachel's divine nectar and I used my tongue as a weapon of pleasure, flicking at the soft nub of her clit and plunging it within her pussy to get up as much of her juices as I could. I did it, though, I managed to get Rachel to cum first ... and her cum set off Olivia riding her face.""Mom and Dad eventually made up," Jeanie continued her story. "We didn't stop, though. We were lying in bed one night, reveling in the afterglow ... I'd ridden Olivia's face to two orgasms and Rachel had done the same. Rachel had also sixty-nined with Olivia, so Olivia got hers as well. We promised each other that we would never be apart. We promised that we would be together forever.""Rachel brought up other boys, though," Jeanie said softly. "She said that she loved what we had, loved what we did to each other, and wanted it to continue for all time ... but that she also loved how a boy felt, how a boy filled her up. She explained it to u
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I could hear her moaning my name, could feel her hand on my head, the other gripping the sheet on the bed. I could feel her heat, her breathing, I could feel how wet her pussy was on my fingers and could hear her heart beating against my ear. And when I finally made my sister cum, it was the best feeling in the world...""But we were caught," she said, glancing at me. "Olivia had heard us. She thought I was in trouble, thought I was having another nightmare ... but when she came in, she saw Rachel and I pleasuring each other. She came in and closed the door quietly, but it didn't matter as we likely wouldn't have heard her ... we were in our own world, Rachel coming down from her orgasm and me suckling on her boob in ecstasy.""Olivia joined us in bed after that," Jeanie admitted. "My mom thought it was so cute that she would find the three of us curled up, hugging each other. If she only knew ... or maybe she did know and just didn't say anything. Rach brought Olive along slowly, int
