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Subject: {ASSM} Flashback: Cousins, Part 6 by Mistress Diana (MF, cousins)
Date: Fri, 24 May 2002 20:10:02 -0400
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The following is a work of fiction.  If you are offended by the sexual
situations referenced in this story, it's time to go elsewhere.

Copyright 2002, Mistress Diana

Flashback: Cousins, Part 6

Christmas 1992: Yellow Pines, Virginia

Another Christmas.  As I looked around the room at the people who, year 
after year, always showed up for the festivities, I saw that we were all 
getting older.  Our parents and ourselves.  And many of the friends and 
relatives that were my age were getting married and some had kids.

I flew down that weekend with my boyfriend John - but he wanted everyone to 
call him Jake.  He was the most wonderful man I had ever had a decent 
relationship with.  He was warm, gentle, funny, and successful.  I felt very 
blessed.

I met Jake through work.  He was a client of an associate of mine and rumor 
has it he was smitten with me after just one meeting.  He was very 
persistent and I finally relented and started to date to him.  This happened 
not long after Robert moved to Boston and at first I told myself I was just 
trying to make my self feel better.  But it blossomed into something much 
more exciting.

I never thought that I could find someone that made me feel happy, but Jake 
did that.  Once he told me that he felt like he rescued me from something.  
He didn't know what - but he felt like he got there just at the right 
moment.  I laughed when he said that, but he was most certainly correct in 
his assumption.

Jake couldn't be more unlike Robert.  He was very much career oriented - he 
was the owner of a small (but growing) software company.  He was five years 
older than me.  He was tall and large.  His hair was dark and very short and 
his eyes were brown.  He had a very commanding way about him.

Yes, he was different and I needed that.  I needed to be away from this 
doomed relationship with my cousin.  A relationship based on sex and danger. 
  Jake did `rescue' me.

So, as we sat around on Christmas Eve sipping cocktails and getting caught 
up with things, I idly wondered if Robert would be there.  Since his father 
died, we didn't see him or his family as often.  His mother became very 
reclusive.

But as luck would have it, my mother had persuaded her to come and there she 
was in entryway with Robert by her side.  Robert - who looked a little 
haggard.  Robert - who was not accompanied by his family.  I saw him look 
quickly around to see where I was and watched his eyes settle on me.  At 
first he looked relieved when he saw me, then his looked changed to 
puzzlement when he saw Jake sitting next to me.

Jake was immersed in a conversation about computers with another cousin of 
mine so I slipped away to greet Robert and his mother.

His expression softened when he saw me, but when I looked at him I could see 
that something was going on that left him very upset.  Robert always had a 
carefree, boyish look that never failed to attract me, but tonight he looked 
older than his twenty-eight years.

As he hugged me, he whispered that he needed to talk to me as soon as we 
could manage it.  Alone.  I told him we should be able to slip away later 
with no problem.

After dinner, more people arrived and it got a little crowded so I sought 
Robert out and whispered for him to meet me in my old room in a few minutes. 
  He nodded and looked grateful.  My heart was pounding as I wondered what 
was so urgent.  I climbed the stairs to my room and waited impatiently on 
the bed.

Robert came into the room minutes later looking anxious.  He rushed over to 
me and hugged me hard.  I sat there a little stunned and gave him a stiff 
hug back.

"Robert, what is it?" I asked, exasperated.

He looked up at me with a scared look.

"It's Pamela.  She knows something."

"Oh my god," I gasped.  "She knows about us?"

"Well, not quite.  She knows that I've been unfaithful, but not with whom."

I felt somewhat relieved, but I tried not to show it.  He was still in 
trouble.

"What is she going to do?"

He looked down at the floor.

"She said she will leave me unless I stop.  If she even suspects anything, I 
know she'll hire a private investigator."  He looked disgusted and said: 
"Fucking lawyers..."

I looked at him and felt full of pity.  I clasped his hand in mine.

"Then you need to do what you need to do if you want to save your marriage," 
I said quietly.

"But I can't give you up!"

"Robert, we're not a couple.  We've been having a very illicit affair for 
ten years!  We should have never done that."

He fell silent and I think we both remembered what happened in this room 10 
years before.

He sighed.

"You're right, I'm sorry.  I'm just so distraught.  If she left and took my 
son..."

"I know, I know."  Robert loved his son more than anything.  It would kill 
him to be apart from him.

We sat there silent for a few moments.  Both us knew that we needed to end 
this, but could we really?  I did love him very much, but we were moving on 
with our lives.  He had his family and I had Jake.

"Well, we should get back.  I don't want to keep you from your man," he said 
with a hint of spitefulness.

"Don't worry about Jake, he's in his glory.  He loves to work a room."

Robert's face split into a slight smile and he squeezed my hands.

"Do you really like this guy?"

"Yes.  Yes, I do."

He looked into my eyes.

"Beth - how I love you."

I lowered my eyes - I couldn't look at him anymore.  I lowered my eyes and 
thought of something to say.  I told him what I had just thought - about 
moving on.  He got agitated.

"You can't have it all," I pointed out.

"I know, but I want it all.  Beth - you turn me on in ways I never thought 
imaginable.  Sex with Pamela is so...sterile.  You're my partner in crime!"

I laughed a little and hugged him.  He hugged me back even harder.  Then I 
felt his mouth near my ear.

"I want you so fucking bad," he whispered.

"Robert, I don't think so..."

"Just once more.  We may never have this chance again."

"I-"

But he never let me finish.  With a rough push, I was down on the bed and he 
began to kiss me hard on the mouth.  I tried to resist at first, but the 
thought of yet another risky encounter got me excited and I was soon 
matching his kisses in intensity.  His hands pushed my arms out to the side 
and held them there.  He pinned my body down with his and I surrendered to 
him completely.  His mouth moved to my throat where he licked and sucked 
until I was moaning.

"Take that dress off," he said in husky voice.

He let me go and I slid my dress off until I was clad in bra, panties and 
garter belt.  I just never outgrew my love for stockings and garters.  And 
he was pleasantly surprised.

"Fuck, you are so hot," he growled and he pushed me back down on the bed.

He pushed my bra up and over my aching breasts and began to suck them hard.  
As he brought each sensitive nub into his mouth I had to scream into my 
pillow.  It had been so long since I had them sucked that hard.  Jake was 
too considerate no matter how many times I tried to get him to do that.

"Mmmmm...I love biting your nipples," he said.

And with that he sunk his teeth into the hard flesh.  My cries were once 
again muffled in the pillow and I almost came right at that moment.  He 
moved his hand to my mound where he cupped it.  His mouth stayed busy 
sucking and licking me.  I was so horny for him - I was bucking up against 
his hand on the bed.  I needed to be fucked by him so bad.

He knew it too.  He lifted his head and undid his pants to get his cock out. 
  It sprung out fully hard.  I licked my lips and lay there, breasts 
heaving.

"Fuck me Robert.  I want to feel you inside me..."

He grinned and pushed my panties aside and slid his cock in to the hilt.  I 
gasped from the force of his thrust and immediately my legs went around his 
waist to pull him in.

"Oh fuck - baby, you're so wet," he moaned.

I ground my pelvis against him.  I wanted the maximum amount of friction on 
my throbbing clit.  He moved a little faster and groaned.

"Play with your tits, I know you like it, my pretty slut."

It had been forever since I'd heard words like that.  I grabbed my breasts 
and squeezed them hard, pulling and pinching my nipples.  I was squirming 
all over the place and trying not to cry out.  He moved faster in and out of 
my pussy and suddenly I felt the orgasm rush up.  I wanted to hold out as 
long as I could, but I just couldn't.  So much tension and longing had been 
stored for too long.  At last it came out.

I clenched my teeth and came in a long shuddering gasp.  He watched with 
interest as my face flushed.  Even though I was quiet, it was pretty 
intense.  He stopped moving within me and just let my pussy clench his cock. 
A long sigh escaped his lips and he came too.

Robert collapsed on top of me and we held each other tightly.  It was 
definitely one of our shorter encounters, but we were both worried we would 
be missed.  But I also thought we were so turned on, we couldn't hold back.

I kissed him again and again and then sadly told him we should get back.  He 
sighed and pulled out of me.  Never had I felt so empty.

He waited for me to cleanup in the bathroom.  When I looked presentable he 
held me tight and murmured in my hair.

"Are you going to fuck your boyfriend tonight with another man's cum in your 
cunt?"

I froze at those words - how similar they were to another event so long ago. 
  And yet again it turned me on.


When Jake and I finally retired to my room that evening we did fuck and when 
we woke up on Christmas morning, he proposed to me.



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