MY BROTHER IN LAW

Tasha's POV

"Why? Don't you like what you see?" I asked as I unclasped my bra, Desmond's eyes widened in awe as he saw them.

"Oh fuck, why do you keep doing this to me," Desmond said with a hint of frustration in his voice, I know he wants me badly but he is trying too hard to pretend like he doesn't.

"You know you can touch them, they don't bite," I said as I brought my breast close to his face, "I know you are tempted Papi, fucking touch it"

"Fuck Tasha! You will be the death of me" Desmond said as he cupped my breast in his hands.

"Oh fuck! Papi" I let out a soft moan as He used his hands to squeeze them tight.

"You can suck them, Papi, they are yours," I said as I position them in his mouth, at this point, Desmond couldn't resist me any longer.

"Mmm, I love them," he said as he sucked on my nipples. I moaned softly as I felt his warm hands roaming all over my body. His fingers traced the outline of my breasts and down to my stomach.

"Easy baby, we have all night" I moaned softly as he slowly removed my panties. "I'm so ready for you" I said as he pulled my pants down. He smiled as his hands roamed all over my body, slowly moving down to my pussy.

"You're so wet," he said as he felt my pussy. "You are always ready for me baby"

"You own me, baby," I said as I use my tongue to lick his face, "Oh fuck!" I moaned softly as his fingers parted my lips and slowly slid in.

"Taste yourself" he commanded and I obeyed, savouring the sweet taste of my juice.

After licking his finger clean he brought them back to my pussy and slid them in slowly "Oh fuck, that feels good" I said as he started to finger me.

"You're so tight," he said as he slowly started to finger me faster, his finger thrusting in and out of my pussy at a fast pace.

I moaned softly as his fingers rubbed my clit. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum" I said as he continued to finger me faster and harder.

"Cum for me" he commanded as he kissed my neck. I moaned loudly as I felt my pussy tighten around his fingers. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuuuuuckkkk" I screamed out loud as I came hard on his fingers.

"Shhhh..." he places his other hand on my mouth, gesturing for me to keep it down.

"Sorry Papi," I apologize with a mischievous smile on my face.

"Fuck baby, that is so hot," he said as he removed his fingers from my pussy, I looked at him and smiled.

"Now it's my turn to make you moan," I said as I started to undress him. He smiled as he laid down on the bed, giving me the access to do whatever I wanted to do.

I slowly took off his shirt and kissed his chest. "Oh fuck, that feels amazing," he said as I slowly kissed down to his abs.

"You're so hot and so big," I said as I took off his pants and boxers. I slowly took his cock in my hand and started to stroke it.

"fuck Tasha, what the fuck are you doing to me," he said as I stroked him faster, my hair fell to my face and he reached out and tugged it behind my ears

"You're so hard," I said as I slowly licked the tip of his cock. "This is mine, only I can make you feel this way, Papi"

"Of course baby, only you," he said as I slowly took his cock in my mouth. I moaned softly as I felt his cock throb in my mouth. "Fuck, you're so good at this," he said as I started to suck him faster and harder.

"Suck it bitch, suck it because it's fucking yours," Desmond said as he began to fuck my mouth, "you little bitch," he pulled out his cock from my mouth and use to slap my face.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum" he said as he grabbed my hair and started to fuck my mouth faster. I was no longer in control as Desmond kept thrusting in and out of my mouth "Fuck, I'm cumming" he said as his cock exploded in my mouth.

"Fuck!!"I moaned softly as I felt his cum fill my mouth. "Do you like it, Papi?" I asked as I pulled his cock out of my mouth and put it back in.

"Yes baby, I fucking love it. that was so good" he said as he pulled out his cock from my mouth. I smiled and licked the tip of his cock clean.

"I need to go now Tasha, before your sister notices I am gone," Desmond said as he looked around for his boxers.

I turned his gaze to mine and said "I want you to fuck me Daddy" I pleaded my voice low and sultry.

"Beg for it" Desmond teased as he put me on the bed and spread my leg wide open.

"Please Daddy, fuck me like your little bitch!" and that's all it takes for Desmond to slide his cock into my already wet pussy.

"Fuck, you're so tight," he said as he started to fuck me faster and harder. I moaned softly as his cock slammed into my pussy.

"Oh fuck, that feels good," I said as he fucked me faster and harder.

"You like that?" he asked as he kept slamming his cock into my pussy.

"Oh fuck, yes," I said as I felt my pussy tighten around his cock.

"Fuck, you're so good.... At this" he said as he kept fucking me faster and harder.

"Am gonna cum Daddy," I said between shaken breaths.

"Then don't let me stop you," Desmond said and I exploded all over his cock but he kept thrusting and after he few thrusts he came all over my ass.

We both collapsed on the bed breathing fastly, "fuck Desmond you are so good" I said tracing my fingers all over his chest.

"I need to go now Tasha, I can't keep Vivian waiting," Desmond said as he stood up from the bed and began to dress.

"Oh come, Desmond, it's not like she can satisfy you the way I do," I said angrily as I pulled the blanket over my naked body.

"It doesn't matter, she is my wife"

"And what about me?" I asked, Desmond turned and looked at me before saying.

"I don't know"

Tasha's POV

I was peacefully dozing off in my room when the sound of my sister's annoying voice abruptly shattered the tranquility.

"Get your ass up or you will be late for school," she blurted out, barging into my room as if she owned the place.

The sudden intrusion was jarring, and I instinctively pulled the blanket tighter around me, trying to shield myself from the invading sunlight.

But my sister wasn't having any of it. With a swift motion, she yanked the blanket away, exposing me to the unwelcome brightness of the morning. I let out a frustrated sigh, feeling the weight of Monday morning settling upon me like a heavy fog.

"Leave me alone!" I said with a hint of frustration in my voice.

"Don't you dare Tasha, we are fucking late" she replied angrily,

"We?"

"Yes we, I have to get to work early and that means I have to drop you off early too" she explained "Get up from bed this minute" she ordered as she left the room.

Reluctantly, I dragged myself out of bed, my body heavy with the weariness that comes from the start of a new week. As I shuffled towards the bathroom, I couldn't help but dwell on the fact that Mondays always seemed to have a way of dampening my spirits.

The warm water cascaded over my skin as I stepped into the shower, providing a brief respite from the Monday blues. Yet, even amid the soothing water, I couldn't shake the underlying feeling of disdain for school. It was as if it had a personal vendetta against me, determined to make every moment a struggle.

I never liked going to school but my parent thought it was compulsory and that's why they forced me to come stay with my sister. According to them maybe I might learn one or two from their perfect daughter.

Mary has always had it easy, she was the best student in her class, she graduated college at a very young age, got a good job, and married the perfect man or at least she thought he was. While I on the other hand was a stark contrast to her, sometimes I just wished she had struggled a little maybe I wouldn't have to try so hard to live up to her expectations.

As I made my way downstairs, I couldn't help but notice my sister pacing around the house like an impatient dog. She always had this need for everything to be punctual and perfect, as if she were the queen of organization. It was impressive in a way, but sometimes it felt suffocating.

I couldn't help but observe the opposite between her seemingly perfect exterior and the hidden cracks in her personal life. Her failing marriage was a secret she had yet to uncover, she thinks her husband is all perfect, I wonder how she would feel when she found out he is fucking me.

But amidst the chaos of my sister's restless energy, my attention was momentarily diverted by a familiar figure emerging from the room. There is Desmond the man who didn't let me sleep on time last night. Our eyes locked for a brief moment, and I couldn't help but give him a seductive smile, hoping to catch his attention.

However, disappointment washed over me as he quickly looked away, as if intentionally avoiding my gaze. It was a fleeting moment, but the flicker of disappointment etched across my face was undeniable.

"Good morning my love," Desmond said as he gave Mary a peck on the cheek, the sight of them all lovey-dovey sent a rush of anger through me.

"Good morning darling" Mary replied, her attention solely focused on her phone, tell me why wouldn't he sneak into my room at night? "Oh my goodness!"

"What is it dear" Desmond asked, when she screamed all of a sudden.

"I need to get to work as soon as possible, Natasha you have to go to school on your own"

As my sister informed me that she wouldn't be able to drop me off at school, frustration washed over me like a tidal wave. It seemed like her dedication to work trumped everything else in her life. I let out a heavy sigh, feeling a mix of disappointment and annoyance.

I watched as she stormed out of the house, her determination to get to work early palpable. It was as if her entire existence depended on being there. It was hard not to feel a pang of resentment, knowing that her commitment to her job often overshadowed other responsibilities and family obligations.

Left to my own devices, I made my way to the kitchen, hoping to find solace in a comforting breakfast. And there, amidst the aroma of freshly brewed coffee, stood Desmond. A mischievous smile crept upon my lips as I approached him,

As I walked toward him, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, me and Desmond have a funny relationship, in front of his wife he acts like I am a nobody but whenever she is not around he can't seem to get enough of me.

As I reached the kitchen counter, I playfully leaned against it, my eyes fixed on Desmond. "Hey Papi," I said gently my voice low and slutry.

"I am late for work Tasha and you are late for school also" Desmond replied with a bit of an attitude.

"You can drop the act now, she is not here," I said as traced my fingers down to his thigh. "Don't you miss me Papi"

"Fuck Tasha!" Desmond moaned out my name.

"I know you can't resist me, Papi," I said as I unbuckled his belt and brought down his trousers to his kneel level. "This is mine" I stroke his cock through his white pair boxer.

"Fuck! You own it baby" Desmond said as he assist me in pulling down his boxers, giving me better access to his already hard cock. I stroke it a little before I began to suck it. "Fuckkkkk!"

"Desmond!" we both jumped up in surprise as we heard my sister's voice from the living room. Why is she back? Did she hear us?

Desmond's POV

"Right here honey" I replied as I pushed Tasha off me and put on my pants.

"There you are," Mary said as she entered the kitchen, are attention fully focused on the keys on the table. "I forgot my keys"

"Oh, you should be more careful next time baby" I replied as I walked towards her, Tasha on the other hand was sitting at the kitchen counter having her breakfast.

"Yeah bye," Mary said and was about to leave when she stopped and then looked at me, my heart skipped a beat as I thought maybe we had been caught. "Take Tasha to school, I don't want her skipping class"

"Yes, I will honey" I replied letting out a heavy sigh of relief.

As I watched Mary leave, my heart raced with a mix of relief and guilt. The room felt heavy with the weight of our secrets, and I couldn't help but feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins. Tasha sat there smiling, her presence both enticing and dangerous.

The affair between me and her had started innocently, with casual conversations and stolen glances. But as time went on, the connection between us grew stronger, like a magnetic force pulling us together. Tasha became my escape from the loneliness and neglect I felt in my marriage.

Mary, my wife, had been a loyal and devoted partner. She had always supported me until her whole life became consumed by work. I knew deep down that I was betraying her trust by sleeping with her kid sister but I couldn't help it

Because Tasha... Tasha was like a drug I couldn't resist. Her mere presence ignited a fire within me, a passion that I had longed for but never found in my marriage. She filled the void that had grown between Mary and me, and I found solace in her arms.

"Can we continue?" Tasha asked jolting me back from my thoughts.

"Seriously, after what just happened" If there is one thing I have learned about Tasha is her fearless nature. She doesn't care what happened, she just wants to do whatever she likes.

"Why not? I mean you are still hard"

"Fine get it done with" I replied unable to resist any further.

*******

Sitting in the car outside Tasha's school, I felt a knot of anxiety tightening in my stomach. I couldn't stop thinking about how Mary almost caught us today and I knew I needed to find a way to end it. Tasha sat beside me, unaware of the storm brewing in my mind.

I took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to express my thoughts.

"Hey, Tash," I began, my voice filled with a mix of nervousness and determination. "I need to talk to you about something important."

She turned to me, her eyes curious yet guarded. She knows anytime I call her Tash, I am being serious "What is it?" she asked, her voice tinged with a hint of apprehension.

I hesitated for a moment, gathering my thoughts. "I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, and I've come to a difficult decision," I said, my heart pounding in my chest.

Tasha's expression softened, sensing the seriousness of the moment. "What is it?" she asked again, her voice barely above a whisper.

Taking a deep breath, I continued, "I can't continue this affair anymore. It's not fair to my wife, and it's not fair to you either. I don't want to jeopardize your relationship with your sister or the love and trust I have with my wife."

As the words left my lips, a heavy silence settled between us. The weight of the decision hung in the air, and I couldn't help but wonder what was going on in her mind.

"What the fuck are you talking about!" Tasha yelled I wasn't surprised because, that's the Tasha I know, she won't take it lightly. " I just gave you a blowjob like fifteenth minutes ago and you are talking trash about breaking up with me"

"Breaking up? This isn't a relationship Tasha_"

"Hell yeah, it is!" Tasha exclaimed cutting me off completely. "We do everything that people in a relationship do Desmond, I am more of a wife to you than my sister" Her eyes were already turning red as if she was about to cry.

"Tash, I am married to your sister, we can't keep doing this to her"

"You didn't think of this when you were fucking me!"Tasha replied angrily as tears welled up in her eyes, I could see the shock and hurt in her eyes. It pained me to see her like this, but I knew I had to stay firm in my decision. This affair had gone on for too long, and it was time to face the consequences.

"I'm sorry, Tasha," I said, my voice filled with remorse. "I never meant to give you the wrong impression. I care about you, but I can't continue this affair. It's not fair to anyone involved."

Tasha's face contorted with a mix of anger and sadness. "How could you do this to me?" she cried out.

"I never intended for things to get this far," I replied softly. "I truly thought I could handle it, but it's become clear that it's not sustainable. I need to focus on my marriage with Mary and work things out before it's too late."

"Oh please, my sister would rather jump into the lagoon than admit something is wrong with her marriage," she said as she got down from the car and slammed the door shut angrily.

********

As I walked through the front door, exhaustion weighed heavy on my shoulders. It had been a hectic day, filled with overtime and looming deadlines. The thought of a quiet evening at home was a comforting one.

But as I stepped into the house, a flicker of confusion crossed my face. The dining table was beautifully set, adorned with plates, silverware, and a centerpiece of fresh flowers. It was a sight I hadn't seen in a while.

I couldn't help but wonder why the table was set. We rarely had dinner together, especially at this hour. My mind raced with possibilities. Had something special happened? Or was it Mary trying to be extra tonight?

Curiosity mingled with exhaustion as I made my way closer to the table. The aroma of a home-cooked meal wafted through the air, filling the space with a comforting scent. It was clear that someone had put in effort to prepare this.

"You love what you see?" I heard Mary say from behind, I turned to see her fully dressed with a smile on her face.

"You did this for us?" I asked looking all confused. I can't remember the last time me and Mary had a quiet dinner together.

"Not just for us, but for also Tasha and her boyfriend" I was taken aback when I heard the word boyfriend. "Here they come," Mary said and I looked up the stairs to see Tasha hand in hand with another man. What the fuck is going on? I thought to myself.