Naomi McElroy: Blackmailed Sister-in-law

Tossing restlessly, Sarah was still wide awake long after her husband's even breathing told her that he was sound asleep. Visions of future orgies with her despicable brother-in-law flashed through her troubled mind, keeping her from slumber. The uncertainty of what lay ahead was torturous, causing all kinds of grim possibilities coursing through her mind. Gene was devious and unprincipled and Sarah knew that he was capable of almost anything. She speculated nervously about the girlfriend Gene said he was bringing with him the following morning. Sarah quickly envisioned an unattractive bawdy type of woman. She was probably some whore whs was willing to have sex with Gene before an audience … even a captive one.

Yes, that must be it, Sarah decided. Gene was going to force Sarah to watch while he and his two-bit girlfriend fucked for her benefit. Although the thought revolted the distraught brunette, she would find it less appalling than having sex with Gene herself the next day. If it gave her corrupt brother-in-law some kind of perverse pleasure from being observed while he screwed another woman, Sarah would force herself to watch. And she would consider herself lucky for getting off so easy.

It was much later when the weary brunette finally drifted off into an exhausted sleep. When she did, her slumber was plagued by nightmares, visions of herself and Gene performing lewd acts of sex. The two of them bucked up and down upon the bed, fucking wildly to a backdrop of the lurid photographs with which Gene was blackmailing her. Sarah's sweating body shifted restlessly on the mattress and she whimpered softly as she dreamed. Never in the young woman's wildest dreams, however, could she have imagined what perverse acts her heartless brother-in-law had in store for her in just a few short hours.

When little Jill complained of a sore throat the next morning, Sarah took the child's temperature and found that she had a slight fever. «I don't wanna go to school today, Mommy,» the dark-haired girl whined, rubbing her eyes. «I wanna stay home with you, instead.»

Sarah smiled as she bent over her daughter's bed. «All right, darling,» she consoled, tucking the covers around her. «I'll phone and tell them you won't be in today. But first you're going to take some medicine for Mommy, okay?» Sarah hurried into the bathroom and returned with aspirin and a glass of water which she handed to her daughter. «Here, honey, take these,» she instructed, smiling encouragingly. «And then drink as much of this water as you can. It'll help make you feel better.»

As soon as Jill followed her instructions, Sarah went into the kitchen to phone the nursery school, telling them that as far as she knew, Jill would be in as usual on Monday morning. «It just seems to be a scratchy throat,» she explained. «I'm sure that a day's rest will nip it in the bud.»

After she hung up, Sarah looked up at the wall clock, biting her lip. It was nearing nine o'clock, the time she usually deposited Jill at the nursery school. Her stomach churned with the realization that Gene planned to come over this morning, expecting Sarah to participate in whatever sexual antics he had in mind. Undoubtedly, Sarah assumed, that meant having Sarah watch him and his cheap girlfriend perform for her. She had to call Gene right away and tell him that he must not come over, that little Jill was home sick and their plans had to be cancelled. Even though her fingers trembled as she dialed her brother- in-law's number, a great wave of relief surged through her. She was getting an unexpected reprieve! Although she was sorry that her daughter wasn't feeling well, Sarah could not help but be glad that her state of health would prevent Gene from including her in whatever sexual activities he had in mind this morning.

«He'll just have to take his two-bit girlfriend somewhere else to have his fun,» she muttered under her breath as the telephone rang in the distance. Gene shared his studio apartment with a fellow employee named Lenny who, Sarah knew, was also working the night shift at the factory right now. Gene had brought his roommate over to the house a couple of times and Sarah got the impression that the obese young man was as self-centered as her brother-in-law. Maybe that's why the two of them get along, Sarah thought. Birds of a feather and all that. In any event, Sarah wondered idly if Lenny would vacate their apartment at a moment's notice in order to accommodate his roommate's lust. But that was Gene's problem, she thought with satisfaction as the phone continued to ring, not hers. Thanks to her daugher's unexpected sore throat, her problems were temporarily solved. For this morning, at least. Now she would not have to deal with her disgusting brother-in- law until Monday morning.

Sarah breathed a quick sigh of relief when Gene answered the phone. At least she had caught him before he had left to pick up the slut he intended to bring over to the house. Keeping her voice low, Sarah quickly informed her brother-in-law of the unexpected circumstances at home, adding that he could not come over, after all. But Gene did not accept her story at face value. His voice nasal with suspicion, he told Sarah that he would pick up his friend as planned and come over anyway.

«But you can't!» Sarah hissed, her heart skipping a beat. «We can't do anything while Jill is home! You must be out of your mind!»

Gene laughed softly. «I would be if I believed your story without checking it out. Don't worry, sweet Sarah,» he went on, his voice mocking. «If Jill really is home sick, then I'll soon be on my way. My friend too. But if you're lying, I'm gonna expect even more action from you, dear sister-in-law!»

Before she could argue, Gene hung up, leaving the phone buzzing in her ear. Her stomach churning, she returned to her daughter's bedroom to see what the child wanted for breakfast. «By the way,» Sarah added, keeping her voice light, «I just talked to your Uncle Gene and he's sorry you're sick, honey. He's going past the house this morning so he might stop by with a friend of his. Just to see how you're feeling, honey,» she added, pasting a smile on her face.

Jill's pretty face lit up at her mother's words. «Oh boy, I hope he does come over,» she said, her voice a bit hoarse. «I haven't seen Uncle Gene for a long, long time!»

Sarah patted her hand before going to prepare breakfast. «I wouldn't care if I never saw him again at all,» she murmured softly once she had reached the kitchen. For the hundredth time, the well-stacked brunette found herself wondering why her daughter liked her uncle. Am I the only one who sees Gene as he really is? she wondered, reaching into the cupboard for a box of Jill's favorite cereal. Then again, Sarah knew that even though she did it reluctantly, she had to give the devil his due. Much as she disliked her brother-in-law she had to admit that Gene did seem genuinely fond of little Jill. For some reason, the child brought out the few good qualities the young man had. Seeing that Gene was the only living relative Jill had, Sarah supposed that she should be grateful that a bond of affection did exist between the two.

The front doorbell rang less than an hour later. Sarah, who was sitting at her daughter's bedside, reading to her, quickly tensed while Jill broke into a smile. «Oh, I hope that's Uncle Gene!» she cried, her eyes bright.

«I'll go see,» Sarah told her, closing the book and rising. Glancing out the picture window in the livingroom, she recognized Gene's car at the curb and felt her jaw clench. I can just imagine the slut he's got with him! she thought, going to the door with apprehension. You'd think he'd have more sense than to bring a woman like that here when Jill is home!

When Sarah opened the door, however, her mouth opened in surprise. For standing beside her lanky sullen-faced brother-in-law was a tall slender blonde whom Sarah judged to be in her own age. A complete opposite from what Sarah had expected, the young woman was breathtakingly beautiful. Long blonde hair tumbled about her shoulders and except for a faint tinge of lipstick, her perfect features were completely devoid of make-up. She looked trim and stylish in her high leather boots and coat with a large handbag flung over her shoulder. When the girl smiled, Sarah saw how startingly white and even her teeth were. What on earth was a lovely girl like this doing with someone like Gene?