Whispers of the Past - Sex Stories

Whispers of the Past

... honest I think that's one of the reasons I went to see her play at every home game.

Beth came in to find me deep in thought. "Not getting cold feet are you Bobbie?"

"It's not that really, it just seems so fast for all of us."

"You mean fast for you. Milly and I have been on a slow burn here for a couple of years and based on how she sounds on the phone, she won't need much of a push to get things moving."

That brought a smile to my face. "OK, so what do you need from me?"

"Go to the store as planned. Don't come back until 3:30. I want to see where she's at mentally and I don't want your hot bod around swaying her decision" Beth said with an ornery grin.

"When you get home, put away the groceries. If we are in the kitchen that means we pushed pause and are working this out. If we are not here, your robe will be on the chair. I suggest you put away the groceries, change, and come to the bedroom."

As I eventually found myself at the store, surrounded by bustling aisles and a sea of choices, I couldn't help but draw parallels between the variety before me and the myriad possibilities this decision held. Would this choice nourish the bonds of our family, just as the carefully chosen groceries would nourish our bodies? It was a question that underscored the gravity of the moment.

On the drive home, I had to wonder how one day we woke up in a happy fulfilled monogamous relationship and suddenly within 24 hours we were looking at adding someone to our ...

... marriage bed. Our niece no less! What's worse is I found myself eager for this to occur. Was that just blind lust for my young hot niece or was it something deeper? It's now clear that Beth has been moving in this direction so I wonder if she's been low-key mentally programming me for this moment.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I reached the turn to our cabin road and took a deep breath. "Here we go," I said to myself while pulling into the drive. The property seemed peacefully quiet and calm although seeing Milly's Subaru parked in the drive made this moment seem so real.

I was able to hang all the bags on my arms for a single trip into the back door and immediately noticed that the ladies were not in the kitchen. That's I good sign I whispered to myself. There was a small candle lit in a glass jar burning on the counter intended to get my attention. It was next to a chair adorning my robe as well as a note. Next to the note was a glass with some brown liquid I correctly assumed was whisky and a blue pill. I kept those around for special occasions and didn't need them normally. That was my first real clue that this was going to be a special occasion.

The note said, 'My love, The whiskey is for your nerves. The pill will kick in later as I know you won't need it right now, just planning ahead. Get changed and come into the bedroom. We are waiting."

Looking back I wish I had timed myself. I put away the perishables, changed, and downed the whisky and pill in less ...