My Big Sister Mindy has always been the favorite and got pretty much everything she ever wanted. Mom and Dad had a college fund put aside for her; I had to go to a technical school. They loved her first boyfriend (now her husband); they hated mine and won't help us with anything. Mom told Mindy at her wedding the she was the "perfect daughter" in front of everyone; Dad helped them with two additions on their first house (he's a contractor). Big Sis is Ms. Stepford Wife, perfect and fake. I have blue hair, a couple of piercings, a couple of tattoos. We couldn't be any different. Everyone thinks I'm a screw-up and she can do no wrong. I recently got her back, though, in a BIG way.

Her perfect husband suffers from depression and he can get really bad. Big Sis was going away for a trip for work and asked me to check on him (she doesn't like to leave him alone these days). Sure enough, the first night I get over there he's pretty much passed out drunk - there's a bottle of bourbon open on the coffee table and about 3 cans of Ginger Ale. Hubbie's been making cocktails for one. He's partially off the couch, partially on it, TV on with a random input rather than actually watching something, and he's mumbling about nothing. He's pretty sloppy right now, I've never seen him this bad. I felt bad for him. I got him up and moving, got a little water in him, and over the course of about an hour or so he starts to come back and we've been talking for awhile. I make myself a bourbon and ginger ale hang around for a little while, till I noticed it was after 10p. I've been there for three hours. Shit, drive back the near hour to get home or stay at Big Sister's house. I started to leave, and out of the blue he grabbed my hand, his head still slumped forward a bit where I sat him up on the couch. I take a half step back and he puts his forehead on my hip. Very weird. I tussle his hair a bit and pat him on the head, and I'll be damned if he doesn't burst into tears, I mean full on. Something came over me and I just sat next to him and held him, eventually he calms down a bit. Like I said, sometimes he gets really bad. He's got a terrible family situation and some real issues of self-worth - I never knew how bad it was until all this went down.

It's after 11, I'm not going anywhere, so I get him up and moving and heading toward the shower so maybe he can get some sleep. I stand outside the bathroom door and listen to him shower. I hear this pitiful "Jen, I need help," and go in to find him tangled up in his jeans that are half off and sitting on the side of the tub, water running, pretty much naked. LOL. I help him out of his now wet jeans and push him in the shower, pretty amused. I even gave his butt a smack when he seemed to forget to close the shower curtain, more water getting on the floor and me. "I can't remember the last time Mindy and I played like that," he says, and I can see him washing his hair now through the curtain, no shame with being naked in front of his sister-in-law. "I'm not perfect, so she doesn't really want anything to do with me," he says, and I kind of watch him droop a bit, like he said something that really got to him. "She can be like that," I say. "It runs in the family."

I'm sitting on the toilet lid, and we start talking again, all the way through the shower. When he's done, I held the towel open for him and wrapped him up in it like a kid, we're both laughing but realizing that we have our arms around each other. And he's pretty hard now. And I'm still wet from the shower. He brushes a wet strand of hair off my face like the movies, and we're kissing. Hard. Sloppy. Tongue wrestling. I am jerking his just above average-sized cock as hard and fast as I can, his hands are down the front of my jeans and he's slaying my clit. He picks me up and sets me on the sink counter in the bathroom and yanks my tanktop over my head and in one move has my bra off. My tits are okay, Mindy's are bigger and better shaped, but with her Husband's mouth on them I could care less just then.

We move to the bed and he really surprises me; first he lays me on my side and hops in front of me, yelling "jetpack" like an idiot. LOL. Then he turns over and SLOWLY kisses my face; eyelids, nose, top lip, bottom lip, chin, neck, and back up the side to my ear. I'm turning to mush with his bourbon-flavored kisses. "Is this okay?" he asks me directly. All I can do is nod my head hard. He's looking into my eyes deep, scanning from one to the other. This is what it's like, I think, and pull him in for another kiss.

He playfully pins me to the bed, and I spread my legs wide. "It's yours if you want it, I dare you." Just like that, I feel him slowly slide into me. It hurts so good. He's not pounding me, just pushing into me and doing some move so that our crotches grind together with each thrust. It feels GOOD, especially when I've got my fingers on my clit in rhythm. We go at this pace for a long time. It's amazing, and I orgasm hard, wrapping my legs up tight around him, whispering in his ear "your turn," squeezing him with my vagina a bit and biting his ear. "You can even pretend I'm her if you want."

"But you're not," he says, stopping. "Jen, I'm cheating on Mindy with you. I'm inside you right now."

I pull him to me, and buck my hips. Once, again, again, again, until he is pounding me a little bit. I push him back so I can look at him, and alternate kissing him and pushing his head down to suck my tits while he's inside me. Sure enough, a few minutes later, I feel him starting to tighten and he's straining to hold back. "Don't pull out," I say, and I feel the first spurt into my vagina. I grip him, feeling each follow up spasm, then I grab the back of him head and pull him down to me. I clean up, then we are asleep, and in the same bed.

Pretty much the rest of the time Mindy was gone, I was taking care of her husband; blowjobs, handjobs, sex, play, I was the wife and it was wonderful. Big Sister is back now and I'm acting like nothing happened. Any chance I get, though, I'm going to sleep with her husband again. He's not the biggest, he doesn't pound the hardest or fastest, but I loved what I've done with him so far and that I'm getting a little bit of what's hers. After all, she's perfect.