“You never know with this group!” Demi laughed.
—***—
“Dude! What did you say to her?” They stood there, grinning at Gus as he ran his hand through his hair.
“I don’t know,” Gus said and sighed. He and his two coworkers stood, looking. Stacy had just walked through the opening that led to the front of the store.
Actually, she had stomped through there. She’d been angry, and they’d all seen it.
George, the taller of the two, looked at Gus side-eyed. “Something’s going on with you two.”
The other guy’s head whipped around. “You prick! You nailed her, didn’t you?” Dave had harbored a crush on Stacy since she first started at Kelsey’s. It was him that Gus had the most trouble convincing to stop hitting on her, having to explain she was emotionally in a bad place and didn’t want to date.
Gus inhaled to answer, but was interrupted by their manager.
“Okay, fellas, time to get back to work. You three can figure out how to handle that one when you’re off the clock.” He chuckled and slapped Gus on the shoulder as he walked over to his desk.
Gus slipped away, passing through the opening to the store, but staying behind the parts counter running the width of the back. The other two guys moved off, doing their jobs.
George carried a box of new merchandise past the parts counter, watching Stacy at the front ringing up a customer. He saw her glance back at Gus, then turn and look away.
“Damn, dude. You’re in the doghouse,” he said and laughed, then moved down the aisle and put up the new items.
—***—
“Stacy?”
She sat in the passenger seat, looking out the side window. Silently.
Gus sighed. After a few moments, he said, “Hey, talk to me.”
It was Stacy’s turn to sigh, then Gus saw her stiff shoulders relax. She looked at something as they drove by, then turned to glance at him before looking out the windshield.
She took a breath, then paused. After a few excruciating heartbeats, she asked, “Don’t you ever get frustrated?” She turned to look at him.
They pulled to a stop at a red light. Gus turned to look at his sister. He noticed how her wonderful boobs moved under her thin shirt, still covered by their red work vest.
“You mean… sexually?”
Her head tilted to the side and she frowned at him. “No, I mean with the economy!” She glared at him, then exhaled loudly.
“Yes! Idiot! When are we ever gonna get some time together?”
Gus nodded slowly. “Oh… I thought I’d made you mad at me, or something.”
Her brows relaxed and she smiled at him. “You doofus. I’m not mad at you. I’m in love with you.”
He started the car moving again. “And I want to make love with you. We’ve been back over two weeks now, and we’ve only done it a couple of times. And doing it in the backseat of your car behind K-Mart hardly counts.”
She shook her head. “I want Lois to be with us. I miss her.”
Gus nodded. “Yeah, me too.” He turned and glanced at her. “It was amazing down there, the three of us, huh?”
“Yeah,” Stacy said, her voice soft. “That was the happiest time of my life. I want more.”
“So do I. But it’s hard, we’re almost never alone in the apartment, and then when the guys are out, one or more of us usually has to work.”
They drove for a few minutes in silence, then Stacy asked, “Do you get frustrated at night, when we’re together in bed? I know I do.”
He chuckled. “Of course. Remember the night before last?” He grinned at her for a moment.
Stacy laughed. “Yeah. I don’t think I’ve ever taken a shower that late at night before.”
“Me neither. Sure was fun getting you clean.”
“You did more to me than clean me.”
Gus grinned, remembering how they’d been kissing in bed. Mick and Bob were snoring, but Gus and Stacy were horny. It was warm and she only had a thin shirt and panties on. His hands wandered, exploring her soft skin.
When he moved his hand into her panties, finding her already wet, he’d hoped to get her off with his fingers. She’d been pumping his dick in her small hands, but their movements made the waterbed’s wood frame creak rhythmically, and they had to stop before anyone heard them.
Frustrated, Gus whispered his suggestion to take a shower together. No one would hear them, he reasoned.
Equally frustrated, Stacy agreed and they got up and stole into the bathroom, quietly closing and locking the door. Gus got the water going and the two siblings were soon standing in the warm water, locked in an embrace.
Gus’ hands moved over her wet body, cupping her amazing boobs and digging into her soft, shapely butt. He squatted and ran his mouth over her tits, sucking her nipple as his fingers delved between her legs.
He pushed lightly at the inside of her thigh, and Stacy spread her legs. Gus moved lower, ending up on his knees, the shower hitting his back as his head moved between her legs. His tongue moved through her light brown pubic hair as he pulled her ass to him.
The tub was too narrow, and he couldn’t reach his prize. He pulled back and looked up at her, amazed at how beautiful his sister had become in a few short years. Gone was the gangly, thin kid with glasses. An amazing woman, perfectly proportioned and nude now stood before him.
His eyes radiated his love to her as she smiled down at him.
“Put your foot up here,” Gus said, lifting one ankle and guiding her foot to land on the edge of the tub. She put her hands against the wall, one on the back and one on the side to steady herself.
He moved his head between her legs, now able to get to her soft, fragrant center. His tongue slid over wet flesh. Drops of water ran over her body as it splashed off him, mixing with her nectar.
Diddling her nub, he made her vibrate as her breathing deepened. His tongue slid between her lips, entering her and drawing out more of her sweet fluid. Moving between her opening, around her lips and never straying far from her sensitive spot, Gus made love to his wife, now his in every way that mattered.
Sensing she was close, he gave her a final lick and stood. She opened her eyes and looked at him, her eyebrows raised.
“Bend over,” he’d said, turning her with his hands on her hips. She faced the front of the shower and bent at the waist, the spray splashing on her back.
Lining up his stiff dick, he found her opening and slid slowly into her. Stacy put her hands on either side of the circular faucet in the wall to brace herself as Gus fucked her from behind.
“Oh, Gus,” Stacy moaned. “You’re so deep.”
He grunted. “Yeah. Oh, god, I love you, Stacy.”
“I love you too, husband.” Stacy moved in time with his thrusts. “It’s never felt this way before. I think you’re gonna come out my mouth.”
Laughing, Gus arched his back and pushed deeper. Stacy’s head snapped back, her breaths coming faster. He reached around and found her clit, rubbing it with his finger as he plowed into her from behind.
“Oh, Gus,” Stacy moaned as his hips slapped against her ass, sending ripples through her cheeks. His dick twitched and his breath hitched.
The sounds of the water splashing, combined with the glorious sight of Stacy, bent forward and naked, with her wonderful, perfectly proportioned ass in front of him drove Gus on. He felt his cock sliding inside her, loving how the different angle changed how it felt.
He’d never taken her from behind, and it made his balls tingle. He could see her boobs wobbling, glimpsing them as he rocked her back and forth. Water splashed over her, running down her ass and around his cock.
Stacy shook and dropped her head, her wet hair flying back and forth. Gus felt her pussy clamp down as she groaned, a staccato sound as he erupted inside her. His orgasm filled his mind, driving out all other thoughts.
Stacy moaned, a long, low sound as she came. Gus continued to slam into her, not wanting to stop, but already feeling himself soften. He slowed, then stopped, still deep inside her as they panted, the water flowing around the two lovers.
After several moments, he pulled out of her. She moaned, then chuckled as she stood and turned to move into his arms. He wrapped her up as she laid her head against his chest. They held each other, feeling their love grow by the moment.
She stepped back and looked down at her spread legs and ran a finger along her lips. Grinning up at Gus, she showed him her finger, a glob of his pearly cum running down the side.
“Someone left a mess behind.” He saw a gleam in her eye as she put the finger in her mouth, her red lips sliding down it. She made a show of swallowing and removed her finger, then reached down for more.
“Want some?” She asked, one corner of her mouth raised, her brows high, as she held a cum-covered finger in front of him.
“Ew, no,” Gus said and took a half step back.
“Oh, come on. It won’t hurt you,” she said and laughed, extending her finger. “I had some.” She wiggled her eyebrows at him.
“No!” He said, laughing and pushed her finger into the spray, washing his cum off. Stacy giggled, then turned and rinsed herself in the water, washing his spend off her pussy and legs.
She turned off the water, and they got out, dried off and dressed, then snuck out and got back into bed.
The next morning, the guys and Stacy were seated, eating bowls of cereal, when Bob smiled at them.
“Have fun last night?”
Stacy looked over at him, her eyes wide. “Huh?”
Mick laughed. “I guess you won’t need to take a shower this morning.”
Stacy’s face reddened. “Um…”
Bob looked at Mick. “Actually, she might after what they did in there last night.”
Gus laughed, and Stacy shot him a dirty look. “Oh, be quiet.”
—***—
“Yeah, that was funny,” Gus said as they neared their apartment. He stopped at the light, waiting to turn into the complex’s driveway.
“Oh, so funny. It’s fine for you guys to joke about it. I was embarrassed.” Stacy smacked her brother’s arm.
“It’s okay, baby. They don’t care. That was nothing compared to what they’ve seen happen in that apartment.”
He heard Stacy’s sharp intake of breath. After a moment, she said, “Yeah, I guess so.”
“Don’t be embarrassed. They love you. We all do.”
She looked over at him, and he turned to look at her. “You guys are terrible.” She shook her head, then laughed when the car behind them honked.
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