My Brother's Girl: Part 3 - Sex Stories

My Brother's Girl: Part 3

Two more weeks went by. Maddie and I didn’t have any more encounters during that time, but we both knew she’d been right – there was definitely a serious, intense physical attraction between us. So by mutual, unspoken agreement, we did everything we could to avoid being alone together or even in close proximity to each other as much as possible. Keeping away from her was the hardest thing I’d ever had to do. I wanted her, wanted her more than anything in the world. Every night I could bank on having at least one sex dream about her, and every time I thought about her I got horny as hell. I fantasized about her all the time, remembering what we’d done together and imagining what else I’d like to do with her. And each time I saw her, I could tell from the look in her eyes that it was just as hard for her. So we tried to avoid each other as much as we could while attempting to make it look like we weren’t trying to avoid each other. It apparently wasn’t working very well. One night, as they were about to go out, when Maddie headed out to the car, Mark pulled me aside. “Dude, what’s up with you and Maddie?” he asked me. “You two piss each other off or something?” “What? No, I’m not pissed at her, why would you think that?” I asked, while thinking ‘oh hell, he noticed we’re avoiding each other.’ “It seems like you two are avoiding each other,” he said. “Look, I know you were into her too, and I know I kinda sniped her out from under you. But hey, I saw my opportunity and I took ...

... it. You can’t be pissed at that. If the boss had called me instead of you, things would be the other way around right now and you know it.” “Yeah, I know,” I said, feigning resignation. “Look, I’m not pissed at you. Or at Maddie. You’re right, you got to her first. And I see how great you guys are together. I’m happy for you, really. I just… I’m happy for you. Really.” My brother clapped me on the shoulder. “Thanks, man. I’m glad. Well, we’re off. Don’t wait up, if ya know what I mean,” he said with a wink. Oh good, I thought, maybe they’ll finally get to getting it on. Then Maddie will get what she needs and that particular temptation will be lifted. To my surprise, I found that I honestly did want Maddie to have what she wanted to make her happy. I just wished that what would make her happy… would be me. ******** The next day we had our bi-weekly appointment to do the lawns and stuff at Maddie’s house. As I was getting ready to head out, my cell rang. It was Maddie. “Hey, what’s up?” I said, answering the call. “Your favorite domestic laborers are just about to head out to your place.” “Call out sick,” came her reply. “Um…what? Why?” “Just do it, please? I need to talk to you and I don’t want to do it with Mark around.” Well that sounds ominous, I thought. “Madds,” I said, dreading whatever it was that was going to be coming. “Is it really a good idea for us to be alone together?” “Dave, please? For me?” Ugh. I couldn’t resist her when she pleaded like that. “Okay, fine,” I ...