Naomi McElroy: Blackmailed Sister-in-law

While her brother-in-law dressed, Sarah slumped into a defeated heap of naked despair. Whistling an off-key tune, the young man lifted his television set and headed for the door. «See you tomorrow, sweetie,» he said, reaching for the door knob.

As the door closed softly behind him, Sarah buried her face in her hands. A sick feeling engulfed the lovely brunette, for she knew without a doubt that from here on in, her life would never be quite the same!

Shamed and guilt-ridden, Sarah spent more time than usual with her daughter that afternoon. When the child settled down for her afternoon nap, the distraught brunette sped through her housework in record time, trying to compensate for the forbidden lust-filled moments she'd spent, with her brother-in-law that morning. By the time Mike came home from the shop, she had a tasty meat loaf and scalloped potatoes browning in the oven. After Jill was bedded down for the night, Sarah busied herself with the current mending while Mike watched television.

«Anything new with my brother?» Mike, asked in a conversational tone during a commercial break.

Sarah jumped, pricking her finger on the needle. «Not that I know of,» she lied, trying to keep her voice casual. «He really didn't stay all that long. Just picked up his TV set and left. He seemed to be in a big hurry today.»

Mike chuckled, reaching for a cigarette. «Probably had himself a hot date. Gene's quite a guy with the ladies, you know.»

Sarah's fingers moved faster and her cheeks brightened. «Really?» she said in a high-pitched innocent voice. «You'd never guess that to look at him, would you?»

Mike laughed, taking a deep drag on his cigarette. «That's because Gene's not one to brag, honey.»

Sarah broke the thread at that remark. How could Mike be so blind to his brother's faults? she wondered. Why, Gene was boasting practically all the time. It was one of the many annoying traits which infuriated Sarah so. You should have heard him today, she thought, reaching into the sewing basket for one of her daughter's torn dresses. To hear him tell it, he's a lot smarter than you, Mike. And he strutted out of here like the proverbial cock of the barnyard!

«I hope he finds himself a nice girl and settles down one of these days,» Mike continued, leaning back in his chair. «That is, if he's lucky enough to find someone like you, honey.»

Sarah's throat felt tight and she had to blink back tears. Oh Mike, Mike, her aching heart cried in silent misery. If only I were all that you think I am!

«But then there aren't many women like you around these days, darling,» Mike continued, gazing fondly at his wife. «Lucky guys like me take them out of circulation.»

Sarah bit her lip, pretending to be deeply engrossed in the task of mending Jill's ripped garment. She felt so choked up at her husband's ill-deserved praise that she did not trust her voice. A wave of relief swept over her when the program resumed, diverting her husband's attention.

Mike would be so hurt and disillusioned if he ever learned about my sordid past, she thought, pushing the needle savagely through the torn fabric. Just as he'd be crushed if he knew just how low and despicable his brother really is. Poor Mike! He's so blinded by love, that he can't see either one of us as we really are! Sarah stole a quick glance at her handsome husband, her heart fairly bursting with love. And she knew that she would submit to whatever lustful acts her husband's younger brother had in store for her the following morning. No matter what indignities she had to endure, it was well worth the price if it would save her husband from learning the ugly truth about the two people he loved so dearly. Sarah detested the thought of cheating on Mike, of having illicit sex with his younger brother. But she knew, with a feeling of grim resignation, that she had no choice in the matter.

As Sarah's thoughts moved ahead to what was in store for her the following morning, her stomach tightened with apprehension. Recalling her brother-in-law's parting words, she could not imagine why he was bringing one of his girlfriends with him the next morning. It just didn't make sense to her. What does he have in mind? she wondered, trying to outguess her brother-in-law's devious mind. Sarah was unable to come up with an answer. But whatever Gene had planned, the distraught brunette felt certain that somehow, she would end up being degraded and debased, just as she was today. Her only hope was that Gene would soon tire of his sordid game of sexual blackmail so that the living nightmare she now endured would end and her world could return to normal.

Her fingers guiding the needle through the fabric in her lap, Sarah stole occasional glances at her husband. Fully absorbed in the television program he was watching, Mike was unaware of his wife's eyes just as he was oblivious to her private mental anguish. Waves of shame rippled through the pretty brunette as her thoughts kept slipping back to her brother-in-law's visit earlier in the day. Now it almost seemed like some hideous nightmare, yet Sarah knew by the heaviness of her heart that what had happened that morning was all too real. What would Mike do, she wondered, if he knew what had really taken place between the two people he loved so dearly? That the brother he so blindly adored had forced his wife to strip for him, then get down on her knees to suck him to completion? Her cheeks burned with humiliation as she recalled the thrilling orgasm she'd experienced when young Gene had cum in her mouth, filling her cheeks to overflowing with his spurting masculine juices. Sarah's heartbeat quickened and her hands worked faster. Mike must never learn the ugly truth, she vowed. Not ever! Surely it would shatter her husband to know that the woman he cherished, even idolized, had willingly performed such a lewd act with another man. Just as it would shock him to learn that she had done so to prevent him from learning about even more obscene sexual acts that Sarah had willingly performed years before.

Lowering her eyes, Sarah blinked back tears of shame and frustration. Oh, if only I hadn't done that pornographic modeling! she lamented. Then I would not be in the awful predicament I am today, forced to have illicit sex with my husband's own brother, a man I despise. But Sarah knew that she had had no other choice at the time. It was either pose in the nude, performing lewd acts before the camera, or watch her ill mother suffer cruelly from the killer disease ravishing her body. Sarah had been as hopelessly trapped then as she was now. In both instances, the voluptuous young woman was doing something she knew was wrong in order to protect those she loved. Years before her mother was the person whose welfare was uppermost in her mind. Now she was submitting to her brother-in-law's outrageous sexual demands in order to shield her husband.

Sarah felt her shoulders slump in defeat for she knew that she was as helpless now as she had been years before. All she could do was pray that Gene's sexual interest in her would quickly wane and that he would look in some other direction for his kicks. When that happened, Sarah's private misery would come to an end and she would no longer have to submit to whatever indignities Gene's perverse mind devised. And she would no longer have to worry about the obscene photographs of herself either for Gene had promised to forget about them as long as Sarah went along with him. Much as she hated her cold-hearted and self-centered brother-in-law, Sarah knew that she would do as he wished, that she would force herself to participate in whatever sex acts Gene desired. But I won't let myself enjoy them anymore, Sarah silently vowed, humiliation coursing through her at the recollection of her intense and involuntary orgasm that morning. I simply will not give Gene that kind of satisfaction again. Surely she had cum like that, Sarah reasoned, simply because it had been so incredibly long since she'd tasted a warm pole of masculinity, that was all. She had simply lost control of herself but it would not happen again. Sarah would maintain a close watch on herself, keep her body in check so that it would not betray her like that again. By the time she and Mike retired for the night, Sarah had completed the mending and worked herself into a bundle of frayed nerves. For the first time in her life, she was glad that her husband merely kissed her goodnight and rolled over with nothing more than sleep on his mind. In her tense and highly emotional state, Sarah was afraid that she might have burst into tears had the man she loved reached out for her. Especially after what she had done behind his back that very morning. Even more upsetting, Sarah knew that she would betray Mike again the following day for Gene had assured her that he was returning with a friend of his. A female friend!