Chapter 2 - The Confirmation The next morning, the Sinclair kitchen and dining room were almost like a regular morning. Almost. The faint smell of coffee from the coffee machine - an expensive Jura, which Sarah had insisted they buy. However, today, the kids felt an undeniable undercurrent of tension as they went about their normal morning routine. Jason sat at the table, tense, as he wolfed down his usual Raisin Bran cer...

Chapter 1 - The temptation of Sinclair siblings Emma really hadn’t meant to find it. She had only been looking for the tax return to send with her NYU Law school application. She had been asking Mom, who had forgotten to send it to her. With the deadline looming, she really needed it today. She had been texting Mom who had gone for her monthly book club (really, Mom?) and had said to go to her laptop and take it from the...

I sighed, knowing that I had to go through the goodbyes again. It was always the hardest part for me. I wandered over to them and pulled up a chair. “Have you two had a good time today?” They both began telling me their favourite parts of the day, and I could see how great it was for them to have spent some time with family. Once their animated conversation died off again, I asked them if they were ready to go back to Mum...

Saturday. Saturday morning dawned in a way that I would never have believed in a million years. It was my fortieth birthday, but that still hadn't occurred to me at this point. I hadn't even opened my eyes yet, and already the day was great. The wonderful sensation of being on the receiving end of a world-class blowjob first thing in the morning is something I had dreamed of since I first discovered the delights of having...

I woke up the next morning to the incredible feeling of Jennifer's hands and face moving to my crotch to take my dick into her mouth yet again. She slurped in my soft cock and swirled it around gently sucking off all the stale cum and pussy juice I knew was left on my cock from fucking her in the middle of the night. She kept me completely encompassed in her mouth for a few minutes, just swirling her tongue around my grad...

My Grandpa has been living with us for a few weeks now. He’s over 60, with a twinkle in his eye and a wandering hand. I’ve noticed him staring at me more than once, his gaze lingering on my curves in a way that sends shivers down my spine and makes my heart race. I’ve tried to dismiss it as Grandpa's harmless quirk, but that day, something felt off. I stepped out of my car, the late afternoon sun casting a warm glow on my...

Our intimacy had blossomed into a beautiful rhythm, a dance of passion that filled our days. As the world slowly emerged from the shadows of lockdown, we found ourselves navigating the delicate balance of life and love, each moment steeped in the sweetness of our connection. With the sun shining down on new beginnings, she landed a job at Hooters, working as a bartender. Days were filled with the hustle of our separate wo...

After that night, I didn't again profess my love for Gabe, but those words had their own resonance, filling silences like the sound of our breathing. Despite Gabe's warning that we should be realistic about the future of our relationship, he kept me close, either at his side or with calls and texts. As weeks passed, I realized I didn't need to give voice to my feelings, for he understood them well. I only wished I could b...