Chula Vista Dreaming (part four) - Sex Stories

Chula Vista Dreaming (part four)

... making a baby. She had told me after our first time that she wasn't fertile anymore. She'd had her tubes tied after her second baby and before she married my Dad. So I could cum in her and never have to wear a rubber. That was pretty nice, you know. The day passed. Dad was home around six, just in time for dinner. We had fried chicken, lots of mashed potatoes and gravy, and green beans. One of my favorite meals. Cindy was a good cook, along with being a perfect lover. It was several days later, on a Monday. I was going out to the club to do some caddying. I heard a car outside as I was getting ready to leave. I looked out the front window and saw it was a cab. No one took taxis then. It was too expensive. But it was Sheila, my oldest stepsister. She got out, and the cabby opened the trunk and set out some luggage on the sidewalk. "Cindy, it's Sheila! She's got bags. What's going on?" Cindy came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron. She pushed back a lock of hair from her face, and went to the front door. Opening it she felt Sheila grabbing her and hugging. I could hear crying. What was happening? I slipped out and took the luggage from the cabby. He left, having been paid already. We all sat down in the living room. I was sitting on a chair, while Sheila and Cindy were on the couch. As Sheila was slowly stopping her crying, we were finally understanding what was happening. As Cindy held her hand she told her story. Jason, her husband, had apparently lost most ...

... of their money. He had been going up to Las Vegas almost every weekend, driving their Studebaker and staying at the Flamingo Hotel. At first, Sheila had gone with him, and she would play the slots with twenty dollars. She would win a little. Usually enough to buy them dinner. Jason always lost. She at last stopped going with him as her pregnancy continued. Now he was there most of the time, just coming back to sell things. He swore that he would win big and they would be in the money. Sheila was sick of it. She decided to leave him when he sold their car. Now he had taken the bus up to Vegas, and Sheila had come home. She was four months pregnant, and she was moving back home with Mom and Dad. I now had an old roommate back in my bedroom. That was fine. We still had the two sets of bunkbeds in there. Sheila would be sleeping on one lower bunk, and I would have the other. It would be okay. Sheila had married right after high school. She hadn't been here with us for about five years. Of course, we lived in the same town. And we had always been a close family. She took after Cindy. She was heavy now with the baby, but she was still pretty. Just like Cindy and Maggie. I couldn't help noticing that her breasts were getting bigger now. That was for the baby. Dad was surprised to find Sheila at home, when he got off of work, but he was happy to see her back in the house. So she helped Cindy with supper. We had a meatloaf. After we ate we listened to the radio. We were losing some ...