Renee and Her Brother Ch. 02
by Jena121©
This a sequel to "Renee and her Brother" -- I have had quite a lot of feedback on this, both good and bad and thought I may explain a few of the anomalies of the first story re: the children, money etc.
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Firstly, let me explain the 'children'.
Renee had 3 children -- at the time of reuniting with Ryan, the 2 boys had left home, one into the Defense Forces and the other was an IT specialist. Her daughter had married and had settled interstate. Therefore, to begin, with Renee had no-one but herself to worry about. When she and Ryan eventually got the kids together last Christmas, they told them what had happened. At first, her daughter was apprehensive and worried that her mother would get hurt. The boys were a little gung-ho and stated that it was hers and Ryan's lives, and they had to live with it, and accepted it. Her daughter eventually came around to Renee's way of thinking, and even though she realized it was incest, she accepted it.
The 3 kids and their partners often come and stay with Renee and Ryan, and they can see for themselves just how happy they are.
As far as her money was concerned, she came out of the divorce with a large settlement plus her home. It was her husband who was in the wrong. Ryan was a very savvy Computer programmer with his own Online Business, and they never had to use Renee's money, unless she wanted to.
I hope that answers all the questions about this lovely Lady and her Brother. I hope that you enjoy this story as much as the last one.
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Now on with the story, Renee and Ryan are celebrating their 1st Anniversary at the beach home they had purchased about 9months ago.
"Let me show you how to put that bed flat and then I'll put some suntan oil on you so you can relax while I cook," said Ryan.
"Oh," smiled Renee drowsily, after she drained her second glass of deliciously cool, heady champagne.
His tone of voice suggested that he did not intend to cook while she was relaxing, or at least, that she was completely relaxed, but she was not capable of resisting, certainly not now that she had virtually gulped so much champagne.
She lay on her stomach and gave herself up to whatever he had in store for her. She felt him unhook her bikini straps, leaving her sun-warmed back completely bare. Then his hands were unexpectedly against her skin, slippery with the sweet-smelling oil. His fingers found the tensed muscles and tension points in her neck and worked them. She sighed with unconsciously expressed pleasure..... . Renee lost all resistance to his kneading; she was reminded of the way he held her last night, pulling her hips into him as he thrust over and over into her body. Now and then she moaned her appreciation, but Ryan didn't seem to need any response, so finally she gave herself up to the exquisite pleasure of accepting his ministrations without the responsibility of gratitude.
With soft seduction, his hands moved up her back and then to her underarms, along the exposed sides of her sensitive breasts and down the sides of her body to her hips, again and again. Each stroke was magic. She was melting inside, her body was preparing for him long before he even reached her legs.
He began at her feet, taking one in a firm grip with one hand while the thumb of the other pressed into the sensitive sole, sending shivers up her spine. He pulled and stroked her toes, and her hair lifted on her head as his touch shivered through her body, cell by cell. Working up the heel and ankle, he then moved up her calf, building the delicious mental and physical anticipation in her, waiting for the spot that was waiting for his touch, all the while he was taking his time.
Then at last, he massaged her thigh and moved up to her buttocks, all unconsciously, as if he were hardly aware that his hands were so close to her vulnerable sex, or making her melt with the promise of release......
"Turn over," Ryan commanded softly.
He started with her face, gently stroking across her forehead, her eyes, her cheeks, and then more firmly, his thumb rubbed oil into her lips. Even her ears received his attention. He moved down to her neck making the lightest strokes over her throat. When he arrived at her chest, he lifted the halter top of her bikini and tossed aside, and Renee's breasts shivered in anticipation. Ryan continued to fit his hands below her breasts and stroked the nipples gently with his thumbs. She was electrified by the sensation and simultaneously felt him take a nipple into his mouth. She felt as if a shot of electricity had gone through her whole body. He then transferred his attention to the other nipple until she was stifling moans.
He worked his way down her body, stroking her abdomen and again retreated to her feet, working his way slowly up past ankles, calves, knees and thighs.
He pushed her thighs apart and now his fingers pulled aside the thin Lycra fabric that kept her from him, and she felt a breeze brush that part of her, and knew that she was now almost naked to him. His thumb touched the soft, slippery spot that was waiting for his touch, and now, nothing impeded the sensations that streamed through her from head to toe. Her body leapt as the tension built higher and higher, desire and delight like two perfectly matched horses taking her to her destination.
"Thank you," she cried out as she arrived and the honey of pleasure flowed through her under his touch.