Whispers of the Past Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Whispers of the Past Ch. 02

... she makes them all."

"You two might be on to something," Milly reflected, "She was also more touchy-feely today. Like her last hug goodbye lasted an awkwardly long time."

"If it helps, I am going to have her come to the cabin next weekend for a wine night and Robert, you should make yourself scarce."

"If I only had a niece I could come to visit next weekend and fuck into oblivion then I could agree to that."

"I volunteer as tribute!" Milly jumped excitedly.

"Fantastic idea but just an overnighter ok?"

"Yes, Aunt Beth." Both of them said in a whiney voice.

"And, since you two get each other next weekend, then I get to decide what happens next."

We pulled all the comforters off the beds and made a pile in front of the fireplace. A couple of hours later, we all crawled to bed totally spent. We decided we only had the energy to remake one bed so this was the first night we all slept together with Milly in the middle. As I closed my eyes the words 'our Milly' made me smile.

The next day on the way home I texted Allison to see if she could come over for dinner just the two of us Saturday night. She agreed and asked what she could bring. I told her I would have the food but she could grab a bottle or two of what she was drinking these days. I told her to bring an overnight bag since Robert was going to be out on business and could stay just in case we opened the second bottle.

On the day of the get-together, Alison arrived at 5 pm and the short winter ...

... days already made it pitch dark. I had Robert start a fire before leaving so the house was warm and inviting. Allison looked very put together in a round-neck sweater and a pair of leggings going for cute and casual. I had on a pullover and a pair of loose casual pants since I didn't have to get out of the house. She hugged me longer than normal and she seemed to be a bit troubled, not so obvious but a sister knows. We enjoyed our food and catching up and I inquired as to her potential reduction in human connection.

"You know sis, It's always been hard for me."

"What's that," I inquired.

"Making friends. I mean I have business contacts but you and Robert seem to be the life of the party. You guys aren't swingers are you," She asked with a laugh.

"I laughed as well and said, "I think you know us better than that."

She got quiet for a minute and said, "You know my sex life is shit right?"

"I assumed John probably didn't compare to Robert as a lover but that's just based on some of our visits a couple of years ago."

"It hasn't gotten any better," she paused, "My masturbation game has gotten super strong so there's that."

We both laughed at the combination of her boldness and the fact that we had opened the second bottle of wine.

"Well, knowing what we enjoy as we age has its redeeming qualities."

"A toast," She said raising her glass, "Here's to knowing how to make yourself cum!"

We clinked and drank and set back for a minute.

This was probably ...