Chapter 4

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 memory hurt me, too, and I wondered if my heart would ever be whole again.

I almost gasped when he rolled off of her, his naked cock pulling out with a plop. I almost threw up. I don't know why I didn't. I recognized the man rolling himself out of my wife's saddle. I knew him.

Amber had just had sex with her brother, Dave.

For a brief moment, I thought of Dave's wife, Maddie, for some odd reason. I'd always liked her. She was always so happy, so energetic, so full of life. She'd always seemed like such a down to earth, fun-loving woman. How could he do this to her? How could he do this to me? How could Amber just crush my heart like this?

"God, that was good," I heard her say but it didn't seem real. It sounded almost like it was far away. "You're always good. You always know just how to make me cum hard. I swear I saw stars it was so good."

"Better than Marc?" I heard him ask. It sounded like he was far away, too. Like his voice was reaching me through a blanket or something.

"Damn it, Dave," I heard Amber say, her voice seeming disgusted. "I told you not to do that. I won't compare you and my husband."

"I know, sis," he laughed, drawing in a deep breath and letting it out in a sigh. "I just like to tease you."

"Well, don't," she replied, her voice settling back into an even tone. "I love him. Do you understand me? I love him. He's my life. I just ... I just can't ... I just can't stop ... THIS."

"I know, Amb," he said softly. "It's kinda like a drug, isn't it? I mean, I remember when you got engaged and you said we had to stop, that we'd only do it once more. Then, a month later, it was just one more time. Then a few weeks later, that was it ... no more. We both promised. We kept promising ... but we couldn't stop. Hell, we pledged that it was the very last time when we did it in the waiting room right before you walked down the aisle. But I can't stop. I can't stay away from you ... from this..."

"I know," she said quietly. I watched as she snuggled into his arms, her head resting on his chest. "Neither can I. You don't know how many times I've promised I wouldn't fall into bed with you. I just can't stay away. I know I love Marc; I'd die without him. I know if he ever found out, this would hurt him so bad ... but I can't stop. There's just something about this ... something about what we share here."

"Shhhh ... I know," he said and I watched him kiss the top of her head.

"When is Maddie expecting you back?" I heard her murmur to him, her hand stroking his chest. I flashed back to the thousands of times we'd snuggled like this, her hand rubbing my chest just the same way. I had to fight the gorge rising in my throat.

"With her brother and sister in town I'm not sure she even realizes I'm gone," he chuckled, his voice quiet and content.

"You know that's not true," Amber laughed. "She loves you. I'm sure she's missed you this past week."

"I'm not sure she's come up for air often enough to miss me," Dave laughed back. "You should see it when they get together ... it's pretty much a non-stop orgy from the moment they get in until the moment they leave. I mean ... I'm always invited and I have a good time, but she was happy to let me be with you, too, so she could have her brother and sister to herself for a week or so. Elaine really gets off on being tied up and I'm sure Ricky and Maddie are taking turns on her..."

Oh god. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Were all families like this? I mean, this had to be an aberration, right? Or was it? Was I just living on the outside because I was an orphan??

"You'd never believe how much that young lady loves sex," Dave was continuing. I'd heard him talking but I couldn't really hear what he had said above my own thoughts pounding through my head. "I thought Maddie was a nympho, but Elaine can't ever seem to get enough. I tried to tell her she had better slow down or else she was going to look like an old lady before her 20th birthday but she just told me to try to keep up."

"She might be right," Amber giggled. "We'd been doing each other for four years by the time I was her age."

"Yeah," Dave replied slowly. "But that was just with me and I was only two years older than you. Elaine's already had her Ricky, Maddie, me and who knows how many else. Ricky and Maddie just laugh but I sometimes worry a little bit."