1. Betrayed


    Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Cheating, Erotica, Incest, Wife, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 91.3, Source: sexstories.com

    taking the chair across from her. It never fails to amaze me how much she and I look alike. We both have brown eyes and black hair; hers long and straight and as usual in a ponytail, while mine is almost military short. She stands a good five-nine in stocking feet and has the same athletic build that I do, although you couldn't tell by the baggy clothes she preferred to wear. It occurred to me that I've never seen her in anything other than loose fitting attire. Why I was wondering what my sister's body looked like was beyond me, I shook the thought from my head. "What's up sis," I inquired. At first I thought she hadn't heard me. She sat stiffly in the chair and stared across the road at the motel, her eyes wide and unblinking. "Hello," I said, rapping on the table with my knuckles. "Sorry Jack, lost in thought there," she offered as an explanation while turning to face me. "So what's the problem sis," I asked when the waitress left with my order for just coffee. Leaning toward me over the table she said in a hushed tone, "I think Bill is cheating on me." "What makes you think that," I asked skeptically. Her eyes started to mist and her bottom lip quivered slightly as she told me what she knew. Two days ago she had found red lipstick smudges on Bill's shirt collar while putting it in the wash. And yesterday she said she found a piece of paper with a phone number on it. She had called the number and a woman had answered. When I asked if she had talked to the woman, she said ...
    she got scared and just hung up. I felt a twinge of sympathy when she also explained that Bill hadn't touched her in almost a month. That was something I could relate to, but still felt a little uncomfortable hearing my sister tell me how her sex life was going. "Well that doesn't mean he is seeing someone," I chuckled just as my coffee arrived. "Maybe not. But last night I installed a tracking app on Bill's phone. Care to guess where he is right this minute?" "Where did you get a tracking app," I asked, sipping some coffee and gazing into her eyes. "Take a look across the road. Recognize any of the cars over there," Cat asked, ignoring my question about the app. Turning to face the window I scanned the dozen or so cars parked in the motel parking lot. I was just about to tell her she was seeing things when my eyes roamed over a black BMW that looked vaguely familiar. Sure as shit, there was Bill's beamer complete with the hokey vanity plates BILLY 01 stuck to the rear of it. Being an attorney maybe he had some out of town clients I tried to tell her, but she could hear the skepticism in my voice. When I asked what she wanted to do, she said she was going to wait and see when he comes out, and with whom. Seeing the worry and hurt on her face I told her I would stay too. "Thank you Jack, I don't know if I'm strong enough to handle this alone," she said reaching across and taking my hand in hers. "I'll always be here for my big sister," I told her, giving her hand a reassuring ...
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