The Second Place Sister - Sex Stories

The Second Place Sister

... life. “Hey, Tim,” She squealed, “It's so good to see you! Come in,” She led him into the living room and sat him down on the couch. “Can I get you anything?” she asked. “Uh, maybe a soda?” “Be right back,” she said, and went into the kitchen. Tim adjusted his boner and tried to act natural. The Hamlin's house was very quiet, most of the lights out. It was strange. The place was usually so active and warm. Mr. Hamlin would be watching some kind of financial news, while his wife busied herself in the kitchen or around the house. There was always something going on. To see it like this made him feel a little sad. It was like the whole place was holding its breath, just waiting for something to happen. Stephanie returned with a can of soda and handed it to him, then took a seat right beside him. “I'll bet you can't believe it, can you?” Stephanie asked. “About Tori? No. I don't get it. How could she get mixed up in something like this. It's really not like her at all,” “I know,” she agreed, “we all felt the same way. It's been really hard to come to terms with. But, the clinic said that if she shows improvement she could get out a lot sooner, so that's good news,” “Yeah. She's a good girl. I'm sure they'll see that and realize that she doesn't belong there,” Tim couldn't take his eyes off of Stephanie's huge melons. Her resemblance to his girlfriend was uncanny, identical in every way. The only difference was those big, ripe, beautiful breasts. He blushed a little as he ...

... thought about them, and Stephanie noticed his face color. “Tim,” she said softly, “It's okay to look. I know that you miss Tori a lot, and it's got to be hard on you to see someone that looks just like her,” “Yeah, I'm sorry. It's just that I've hardly seen her for over a week, and I guess seeing you just makes me think about all the things I'm missing, you know?” She nodded agreement, asking, “Maybe it will help if you talk to me about what you miss about her, and I'll do the same. That way, we can both remember all the good things that we love about her, and it'll feel like she's right here with us,” “Yeah, I guess so,” he said, smiling for the first time, “I really miss her laugh, most of all. She's always been fun, you know? I make stupid jokes, but she pretends they're funny anyway,” “I miss that, too,” Stephanie lied, “She could be a stick in the mud sometimes, but she always went out of her way to make you feel accepted. I like that about her. I'll bet you miss something else, too, though, don't you?” she smiled coyly. “Uh, I don't know what you mean,” he said dumbly. “Well, now that Tori's gone, you don't have anyone to take of your...well...your needs?” “My...oh, um, well, we hadn't really gone that far. Not yet. I guess, well, I wanted to, but Tori...she'd kind of, I guess, traditional?” “You mean,” Stephanie feigned shock, “You guys never...did it?” “Uh, no. We make out and stuff, but that's about it. I thought she'd have told you, you guys being so close and all,” She ...