Was It Cheating?
WAS IT CHEATING? – an erotic story of a husband cheating. Or is it? A widower and his 24-year-old sister in law share some mutual gratification.
This story is true, and I am writing it to solicit responses. Why? Because it poses an interesting gray area between cheating and sex. Read and judge for yourself!
Steve was a 44-year-old police officer who had lost his wife to cancer more than 2 years ago. Although he had grieved deeply during the first 6 months after his wife passed away, he had slowly accepted her death and now managed to get through his days without the deep despair and depression he had suffered. He began working overtime to stay busy and joined a gym to work out 5 nights a week. He knew this was simply displaced grief, but it worked for him. Keeping busy meant sanity.
As a cop, Steve faced the dark side of human nature every day. He dealt with drugs, shootings, domestics, traffic accidents, etc. Erin was his rock. She was his oasis. When her light passed from his world, there was only the darkness. Other cops know that there must be a buffer between you and the job. You have to shift gears when you get home and pretend that you really are doing something worthwhile.
Erin’s death affected many more people than just Steve. Only 27 years old, she was mature and wise. She was a great hostess when the other cops came over every Sunday for dinner. Making sure that everyone was comfortable, she listened to what people said. She cooked and served these feasts happily because this was as close to Steve’s world as she could get without crossing over. He never brought his work home with him, and she never asked him what he had done that day.
Playing Hostess to these dinners provided her with the opportunity to listen to the other cops as they told their stories. Hearing them sent shivers down her spine, but it also made her proud of her husband. How he could face such hatred and danger while still being a Teddy Bear at home amazed her.
So, Erin became the envy of Steve’s co-workers, always quick with a smile and hug. She was a striking redhead, standing 5′ 7″ and weighing only 120 lbs. Her legs were long and she had an ass that drew glances no matter what she was wearing. As her cancer quickly spread and took her young life, many of Steve’s fellow officers felt the pain nearly as deeply as he did. Police officers are a family, much like firemen or Military personnel. They experience things that normal people do not, and they naturally gravitate towards each other because they feel comfortable being with their own.
With all of the support and love Steve received after Erin’s death, none was as important to him as that of her younger sister. Becky was just as beautiful as Erin, yet completely different. Becky had dark hair and a natural tan. Where Erin was talkative, Becky was shy. Where Erin was tall, Becky was only 5’2″. Beck was naive, where Erin was mature. But Becky was close to her sister and was determined to keep Steve in the family. He had quietly but sternly helped her through some tough times without the knowledge of her older sister, and she respected him for it.
As the months turned into a year, and now more than 2 years since Erin died, Becky met and fell in love with Mark. He was a computer specialist who made good money and said all of the right things. They eloped and things quickly went downhill. Mark had a drinking problem… something he had managed to hide from her during their brief dating. Becky found herself calling Steve to talk more and more, and even though she made excuses as to Mark’s indiscretions, she knew her Brother-In-Law was too smart to fall for it.
Soon Becky began to drop in on Steve in the early evenings. She had no thoughts of sex, she simply enjoyed the conversation with him. Like her sister, Steve had a way of making you feel good about yourself simply by listening. Besides, she knew Mark would be out drinking late every night, so why not spend the evening with Steve?
Soon Becky was going to Steve’s every night. She began to prepare his meals and did general household duties. He never asked… she just enjoyed taking care of him.
Then things took a twist!
Steve came home an hour earlier than usual. Becky, not expecting him, had placed lasagna in the oven and helped herself to a hot bath. When she emerged from the bathroom wearing only a towel, she was shocked to find Steve sitting in front of his computer looking at porn!
He had not yet seen her, but she noticed the obvious bulge in his pants as he slowly unzipped his police trousers and pulled out his cock. Becky could not look away, seemingly transfixed in a dream-like state as she watched Steve’s rigid cock pop into view. His cock was beautiful! Not huge, but perfectly shaped. His head was a deep red, and the veins were standing out on the shaft. She guessed it to be about 7″ long and thick. Becky eased into the love seat across from Steve and watched as he began to slowly jack off.
Memories of Erin bragging about his lovemaking flooded Becky’s mind as her fingers snaked between her legs. Steve had still not noticed her, but Becky did not care if he did. She allowed her towel to fall open as she began to rub her swelling clit. The only thought in her mind was Steve’s cock sliding into her now soaked pussy! God, how lucky her sister was to have fucked him!
She could feel an orgasm growing and was helpless to stop it. Steve suddenly stopped jacking off and froze. He sensed her presence and slowly turned his head away from the computer. What he saw was Becky fingering herself, her shaven pussy glistening with her own juices as she neared climax.
At that moment, their eyes met across the room. They both needed the same thing, yet neither could speak. Amazingly, they both kept going! So many emotions were passed in that glance!! Steve looked at his Sister-In-Law and wanted nothing more than to fuck her hard and fast! It had been over 2 years since he had been laid, and here she was playing with herself a few feet away.
Becky was thinking the same way… her drunk husband had not fucked her since they had eloped.
It had been a long time for her also.
As their eyes locked, something passed between them, and they both understood what it was. As deep as their love was for each other, so was the memory of Erin. She never would have approved of Becky fucking Steve while she was a married woman. They both knew this.
So, they smiled at each other and without words continued to masturbate. Both came within seconds of the other, and then Becky dressed and left for home. Steve showered and went to bed… dreaming of Erin.
So, what do you think? Is this cheating? Who is at fault here? What would you have done??
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