A Sister's Benefaction Through Shared Grief - Pt 1 - Sex Stories

A Sister's Benefaction Through Shared Grief - Pt 1

... He entered the kitchen, walked up to Gina, and gave her a welcoming kiss. Brenda watched him walk over, and then over to the fridge for a drink. He was in this form-fitting, lycra jogging outfit that clung to everything on him. His manly scent of fresh sweat caught her nose, and it pleased her. She looked at the definition of his back muscles, and how it gracefully met his backside. The bulging of his leg muscles, and how he didn't have any hair on his legs. That part was intriguing to her, as her mind questioned if he was hairless all over. “How are you Brenda?” “Hi Dave! It's a day by day process. Some better than others.” “Indeed, it is. Everything is going to be alright. He would want that for you.” “Thank you, Dave. You're a sweetheart! I know he would want me to be happy, but it's not easy when he was so much of my happiness.” “Of course. It's still fresh. I'd like to say that you're both strong women! Couldn't imagine going through that kind of loss.” “Honey, thank you! You may need a shower though.” “Okay, dear. I'll be out in a bit!” With that, Dave made his exit. Gina waited a minute before she spoke, then turned to her sister. “I swear to god! That man in that outfit! Why does he wear it? He says it's for comfort, but I think he just likes to show-off.” Gina said quietly. “It is rather...” “Revealing? Uh, yeah.” “Does it bother you? I mean...” “It did at first. When he first moved in and started jogging around here, a few of my neighbors asked me about him with ...

... that look, you know?” “I can imagine.” “Then, it kind of turned me on. Like, 'He's mine. Go ahead and look!'” Gina laughed. “Yes, well, I can certainly see the attraction side of it now.” “And he's a good man, Brenda. That's what sold me. At first, it was strictly fun, but he's a different breed. Worships me practically, with a big heart.” “Well, I don't see anything wrong with that, him, that outfit, or how happy he makes you. He's a desirable man, and you're very lucky Gina! To have found that a second time, it keeps me hopeful.” “I count my blessings, but I think you've got a little crush going on here,” Gina said with a laugh. “Oh stop it! I just looked a little. I'm very happy for you. Honestly.” “No, no, no. The first time I saw him in that, I didn't just look a little. Neither did my neighbors. You've got a thing for Dave now, don't you?” “Gina. He's yours. When have you known me to be disrespectful? Besides, I'm fifty-five. My kids are a little younger than him. I get it now, why you are with him, but it's not my thing.” “Brenda. It's okay. You need a little distraction. Hold on. Dave!” “What are you doing?” Brenda asked nervously. “Ya?!” Dave responded from another room. “Have you been in the shower yet?” “Nope! Being lazy!” “Would you mind coming here for a minute?” “Stop it! What are you doing Gina?” “Coming!” Dave assured her. “Just take a look. Enjoy yourself!” “Hey Dave. Could you grab the water and poor us another cup?” Gina asked as she motioned for him to give ...