My Brother's Wife Ch. 01

I hadn’t said so much as a word to my older brother for three years. As far as I knew, neither had my sister or younger brother. We had all been very close growing up. Our father left when Gary was sixteen, and I was twelve. After that it was the four of us and our mom. Mom didn’t exactly take it very well, and it sort of became the four of us on our own for a while. Gary was the oldest, so he had to do a lot of the parenting, although it always seemed to me like my sister Jenny did more. We all knew Gary resented being the oldest, and when he graduated high school, he went to college as far away as he could. After that Jenny and I both got a lot more responsibility. Luckily for us, and my little brother Jack, mom had gotten herself together by the time I left.

That was all years ago, and we’ve all gone our separate ways. I still talk to Jenny and Jack at least once a week each, but like I said, it had been years since I had heard from Gary. One day I got a call from a number I didn’t recognize, and picked it up. To my surprise, it was Gary, and he sounded really upset. He told me he was having a lot of problems with his wife. I had only met her once, on their wedding day, and that was the last time I had seen either of them. I told Gary I didn’t know how to help, but to my surprise, he invited me to stay with them for a few days, in New York.

I agreed, not quite knowing what was going on, and flew out a week later. Gary was waiting for me at the airport, and I saw that he had a nice new jaguar. We threw my one suitcase in the back, and drove off toward Manhattan. I had never been to Gary’s new place, but I knew it was going to be big and fancy. The whole drive there Gary didn’t seem to talk about anything but money. I’m technically unemployed, mostly uneducated, and definitely couldn’t care less about my brother’s money, but I let him talk anyway.

Finally, as we were nearing his apartment, he started to tell me about Nicolette, his wife. Apparently they had started fighting lately, because they were trying to have a kid, and failing thus far. I didn’t really know what to say, so I just let him keep talking. He told me they had been to three fertility doctors. Apparently she was good to go, but he had a very low sperm count. He made sure to tell me that he was not barren, but all three doctors had told them the chances were low, and it could take years to catch hold.

When we finally got to his place, he parked in the nice fancy parking garage, and I grabbed my bag. We walked up to his place joking and laughing like we hadn’t done in years. We got there, walked in, and there was Nicolette waiting for us. As I saw her, I couldn’t really blame my brother for ditching us for a life with her. She was absolutely gorgeous. She was about 5’5, with long shiny black hair. She had big sexy green eyes, big luscious red lips, and a perfect nose and bone structure. I remembered Gary telling me she used to model, and I could believe it. Her face was beautiful, but her body was smoking hot. She was thin and fit, and her tits were gigantic, and yet still round and perky.

We said our hellos, and then we all sat down to chat for a while. It was nice being with my brother again; it had been so long since we had gotten along at all. I was even getting along great with Nicolette. She was from Hungary, and she had a sexy little accent. We chatted and laughed for a few hours, and then Gary got a call from work. He told us he would likely be out late, and not to wait up for him. After he left it got a little awkward, as Nicolette and I didn’t really know each other yet. It was already late, and I had just changed time zones, so I said goodnight, and headed off to bed.

Before I went to bed, I took a shower. The bathroom was down the hall, and away from their bedroom, so I felt safe enough. As I undressed, I immediately started jerking off to the image of Nicolette. She was so unbelievably hot, and I had no idea how my brother had landed her, other than his money of course. As I sat there stroking myself, I could feel myself getting closer. I pictured what her tits would look like bare, and felt it coming.

Just as I was getting ready to cum, the door opened. I had thought I had locked it, but I guess I hadn’t. Nicolette walked in, wearing a short nightgown, and holding a pile of towels in her hands. It struck me just then that I hadn’t gotten a towel, and I knew I should have seen this coming. Nicolette just stared wide eyed at my naked body. Her eyes got so wide, and the look on her face was just too sexy. Without being able to stop myself, I felt cum rocket up my cock. Feeling mortified, I shot a giant rope of cum across the room.

“Ah,” Nicolette shrieked as I came in front of her, “oh my god.” I couldn’t stop now, so I let myself shoot rope after rope of cum into the air. Nicolette just watched in awe, looking more and more shocked as I kept cumming. When I was finally done, I looked from Nicolette’s horrified looking face, down to the floor covered in my cum, and then back to her face. I didn’t know what to say, so I just stayed quiet, and waited for her to speak first. Finally she seemed to snap out of her trance, and look back up at my face.

“I’m so sorry,” she said quietly, and then, “I brought you a towel, I’m sorry.” She placed the towel on the counter, and hurried out before I could say anything. I just sat there, feeling like a total jackass. I hadn’t seen my brother or his wife in three years, and on the first night this happens. I went about cleaning up my mess, feeling embarrassed and ashamed.

Nicolette ran to her room in a panic. She had not meant to walk in on Chris like that. She knew she should have knocked first, but she never would have guessed that he would be masturbating. The image of his big cock wouldn’t leave her mind, and she could feel herself getting horny. She tried not to think about it, but it was no use. Chris looked just like Gary, only in much better shape. He also had a much bigger cock than his brother. What was really incredible though, and what she just couldn’t stop thinking about, was the load he had shot.

Nicolette had been trying to have a baby for over two years. During the first year, they just tried naturally. But after a while of nothing happening, they started going to doctors. They all said that she was as fertile as a woman could be, which made her feel good, but Gary was nearly barren, and they wouldn’t be able to have a child naturally.

Over the past year Nicolette had gotten very familiar with fertility treatments. They both took special pills to help. Nicolette had been to sperm donors, and all kinds of doctors. She had seen and talked about sperm more in the last year than in her entire life. Perhaps it was because of how much she dealt with sperm, or how much she wanted to get pregnant, but the massive load Chris had shot was making her hornier than she had been in months.

Nicolette spent the rest of the night thinking about what she had seen, and even masturbated to two very hard orgasms. The more she thought about it, the more an idea came to her. They had talked about trying a sperm donor, but Gary hated the idea of having a child that was not his. But Chris looked so much like Gary, that Nicolette started to wonder if she could get away with having Chris impregnate her. Her child would even be related to Gary. It would just be his nephew instead of his son, and he didn’t even need to know it.

She didn’t even think she would need to do it with Chris more than once, not with the load he shot, and she wouldn’t have to tell Gary at all. Before she fell asleep, she decided she would go through with it.

The next day I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to mention what had happened last night in front of Gary, but I knew I had to say something sooner or later. Nicolette kept staring at me all morning, and I couldn’t tell if she was angry with me or not. After we all had breakfast together, Gary headed off to work again, leaving Nicolette and me alone for the day.

“Look, Nicolette, I’m really sorry about last night,” I said, trying to sound as sincere as I could, “I thought the bathroom was locked, and I, well, I’m just really sorry.”

“Its fine,” she said in her sexy accent, “that door has been broken for a few months. It’s my fault, I should have knocked.”

“Well, either way, I’m really sorry,” I said, turning red, “I really didn’t mean to uh, you know, in front of you like that.”

“Its fine,” she said with a slight blush, “I’ve never seen anything like that though, do you normally cum so much?”

“Uh, uh, I, uh, ya, I guess I do,” I stammered, surprised that she had actually said it so bluntly.

“Chris,” she said slowly, “I have to ask you a very important favor.”

“Um, sure, anything you need,” I agreed, just trying to steer the conversation away from my cumming in front of her.

“Well, I need you to give me your cum,” she said, looking down at the floor. At first I thought I must have misheard her, or misunderstood her because of the language barrier. But she looked me in the eye, and I could tell she meant it.

“What are you talking about,” I said slowly, still trying to tell if she had just said what I thought she had, “you’re my brother’s wife, I can’t do that.”

“That is why it has to be you,” she said quickly, “you are his brother, you have the same genes as him. He won’t let me use a sperm donor, and he will never give me a child himself. But you can. You two look so alike that he won’t even have to know, just don’t ever tell him.”

“You can’t be serious,” I said, still in shock.

“I am,” she insisted, “you have the same parents, and you look so much alike, he will never have to find out. And this way he can think he has a son that is really his. This is the only way for me to have a child, and Gary think it is his. You have to do this Chris, for both of us.”

“So, how do we do that?” I asked, slowly starting to comprehend what she was asking. I had no desire to be a father, but I technically wouldn’t be. I would be an uncle, sort of. It all seemed pretty weird. “Wont there be paperwork and such? I mean, don’t clinics and doctors record all that kind of stuff.”