Twins
written by:
Anonyed

Twins

"So you'll be there early to help?" Dave needed no time to consider - "Definitely; you can count on me."

"Great!" responded Kari. "It would be perfect if you could show up at say, 4 o'clock, and help us set up for the barbecue - Kara and I could really use some strong arms to move the tables and chairs around. We'll feed you supper for your trouble, of course."

After assuring her that it was his pleasure to help, he hung up with an amused look on his face. Hmmm. Very intriguing. It was obvious that Kari was disappointed to see her husband Jon suddenly announce he would be out of town for this weekend's party, especially given that her twin sister Kara (who lived in Europe) would be there.

Kari and Jon had been planning for weeks to hold one of their relatively frequent parties at their house, and the word had gone out well enough in advance that it should be well attended. What Kari clearly hadn't known was that her husband Jon would not be there. Dave shook his head at that; Dave had known for a couple weeks that Jon wouldn't be at the party, but Jon had sworn Dave to secrecy, knowing that Dave and Kari talked often.

So Jon had chosen this timing, two days before the weekend, to announce to Kari that he was flying out of town that same weekend for a 2-week deployment. As the Operations Officer at their fighter squadron, Dave saw all the deployment requests, and when he had seen Jon's request approved two weeks ago, leaving just in time for the party weekend, he had asked Jon right away "so what - is the party off?"

Jon shook his head, looking annoyed at the reminder of the party at his house. "Naw - Kari doesn't know I'm going away yet. I'll tell her in a day or two. She'll get over it - with a houseful of people Kari will never even notice I'm away. And this gives me an excuse not to hang around with that bitch of a twin sister who's coming to town for two weeks." Looking around, and leaning forward conspiratorially, Jon half-whispered "This deployment is gonna be awesome! We've arranged some air combat hops just for form, but we've left lots of down-time to party. The Fleet is out of town, and there are lots of horny women around there looking for some travelling studs to give ‘em a good fucking... and George and I are just the two that will satisfy them!"

Dave had given up trying to understand Jon, or even to reason with him. He had known him and his wife Kari for almost 15 years. Never had he figured out what Kari was doing with him, or at least why she remained married to him. The initial attraction was easy enough to understand - Dave was aware of how women seemed to flock to Jon's magnetism, or maybe just to his washboard abs, or whatever it was. And Jon was the kind of guy who had always taken advantage of that ability to attract women. ‘Strike early and strike often' was Jon's motto.

Jon had taken great pains to brag to all of his buddies, especially the single ones like Dave, how he had put his cock into more pussy than all of them combined. Even after he had gotten married to Kari, Jon was incorrigible. Jon was very careful to keep his whoring around on the road, and not at home. His job as a jet jock made it easy to always be away, and Kari seemed to have accepted that he was just not the kind of guy to be around much.

Sweet Kari! Dave had grown quite close to her over the years. It seemed that whenever Jon wasn't around, she had naturally gravitated to him for companionship. It was a role that Dave didn't mind one bit. As a single guy living in an isolated community with a very stressful and busy job, he had little or no time or opportunity to land a steady girlfriend. He joked with Kari often that she was the reason he hadn't found anyone yet - nobody so beautiful and so interesting was lurking in the woodwork around where they were based, and he often told her that having her as his ‘girl buddy' met his social interaction needs. No expectations; they just hung out and enjoyed each others' company, and even if he got deployed for weeks or months, they always just picked up where they had left off when he got back.

Dave's only problem locally was finding someone to fuck. He had done the rounds of the local single women, and had no interest in anything more than an occasional drunken fling with them, hiding behind the alcohol as an excuse to stiff-arm any that tried to get clingy afterward.

Sometimes, Dave wondered if there wasn't more than a little truth to the running joke about Kari being all the female companionship he needed. There were times when he even found himself avoiding any possibility of commitment with any likely partner, seeming to find fault too easily and to remain very single despite having slept around with his own fair share of pretty women. There were even days (like today) that Dave got so fed up with how Jon was whoring around on Kari that he almost considered telling her just how much of a douche-bag her husband was... But that would violate the Bro Code, and his life on the fighter squadron would be hell afterward.

When Kari had called to ask for Dave's help, she had sounded a little exasperated. She had planned this barbeque specifically so that her sister Kara could meet all their friends, and clearly Jon was stretching her patience too far by telling her just a couple days before the party that he was going out of town. She was also peeved about how Jon would be away for the whole time her sister was in town - Kari might be sweet, but she was definitely not stupid, and it hurt her that Jon would so callously arrange to be away at the last minute.

Dave, for his part, was just happy he could help her out - the poor woman was quite upset at having to host the party alone - again. Dave also wondered just what the hell Jon was doing, arranging to be out of town when his sister-in-law Kara was coming for her first-ever visit. It was not like she was a regular visitor - she lived overseas, and her coming was a big deal! Dave had heard how close twins could be, and he knew from many heart-to-heart conversations with Kari that she sometimes really missed her sister. Luckily, Jon was not so much of a jerk that he got stingy with their money, and Kari went to visit Kara once or twice a year for several weeks at a time. Dave knew why Jon didn't mind that Kari went away to see her twin - when the cat's away, the mice will play, and Jon had lots of extra pussy when Kari was off visiting Kara.

This, however, was the very first time that Kara was coming to visit Kari since she had gotten married 12 years ago, and Dave knew that Kari was very excited to show her around her house and to introduce her to their friends.

Dave also knew that Kara hated Jon with a passion. It caused Kari quite a bit of distress to have to deal with two loved ones that so clearly hated each other. As someone who knew more about the douche-bag side of Jon than Kari, Dave totally understood why Kara might hate him. Seems like Kara was a pretty good judge of character.

Kari, though, thought there were other reasons why Kara hated Jon. ‘They just got off on the wrong foot', Kari had told Dave just a couple years ago, after a long night where they had killed almost two bottles of wine each over supper. ‘Soon after I started going out with Jon, he got confused and started making out with her at my parents' house when I was at an evening class. It was an honest mistake; we look so much alike our parents can barely tell us apart, and Jon told me he would never do such a thing. It's just so sad that Kara never forgave him..." she tearfully told Dave. That was the time when Dave came the closest to telling Kari about how Jon was full of shit. The only thing that stopped Dave from spilling the beans was the realization that Kari must really love ‘her Jon' to believe such a story, despite her sister's insistence that Jon had known exactly what he was doing.

Kari had bought Jon's story - he claimed to have forgotten that Kari was in class and not at home watching TV - and Kari didn't ask why he had crept into the house so quietly and surprised Kara by grabbing her tits from behind while she was watching TV. Dave found it amazing just how blinded she could be by her love for Jon.

Dave had been privy to Jon boasting to a couple buddies how he had almost fucked his girlfriend's twin - the only reason (according to him) that she had resisted his advances was because she was ‘a cold bitch if I ever met one.' Jon didn't know that Dave had overheard this - by then, Jon had been acting with a bit more discretion when it came to what he said around Dave, knowing that his lovely wife and Dave were very close friends. Everybody knew Jon was a whoring man-slut; that fact he didn't try to hide from Dave. But openly admitting that he had tried to fuck his wife's twin sister within weeks of meeting her - that was too damning for Dave to hear, as far as Jon was concerned. Dave found it incredible that Jon's ego was so huge that he absolutely had to brag to someone about all conquests, real or imagined.

All things considered, Dave was looking forward to meeting the famous Kara. Kari had talked so much about her sister that Dave felt he knew her, and he had even spoken with Kara on the phone a few times. Dave had been surprised at first just how similar their voices were, until he clued in to the fact that two sisters who looked so identical in pictures must also sound alike.

The only concern Dave had about meeting Kara was how to react if the subject of Jon came up - Kara would surely twig to his studied lack of reaction. Given how astute she was reputed to be, Dave wouldn't be surprised at all if Kara didn't try to fish for information about Jon, knowing that Dave and Jon flew together on the same fighter squadron and had known each other longer than Kari had known Jon. ‘I'll guess I'll cross that bridge when I come to it' thought Dave, putting aside any concerns behind his pleasure at the prospect of spending another evening with Kari without her boorish husband being around.

Kari was always much more calm and relaxed when Jon wasn't around, especially in the last several months. If she and Dave didn't have such a long history of complicity and friendship, one would almost think that Kari was into him - Dave shook his head, knowing that this was just an idle fantasy of his, and probably his own misinterpretation of imagined ‘signals' that she might be sending out.

Dave stopped that self-destructive train of thought, and focused on the idea of spending some quality time with Kari, meeting her twin sister, and generally being able to kick back in the pool. Not to mention that the prospect of seeing Kari in one of her famous bikinis was also a motivator - imagine two identical sisters in bikinis! Too bad they were both married...

Smiling, Dave hurried off to a briefing room for his afternoon flight. He quickly put aside any thoughts of Kari, Kara, and Jon, concentrating on the intensely complex task of briefing, flying, and debriefing... Before he knew it, Saturday afternoon had arrived and Dave was on his way to Kari's house right on time - 4 o'clock.

Arriving at the house with an armload of beer and snacks, Dave leaned on the door buzzer with one elbow. The inner door opened, and he saw her through the screen door - the familiar beautiful face, framed by her shoulder-length dark blonde hair. He was confused, however, that her eyes just looked at him quizzically, with no hint of recognition. At first he thought Kari was messing with him, forcing him to stand there while struggling not to drop anything.

"Come on, Kari - are you trying to see if my arms will fall out of their sockets holding all of this stuff?" Suddenly, the appearance of a ‘second' Kari behind her explained the whole thing. Kari took one look at Dave, arms full of supplies, and burst out laughing. "Oh, you must be Dave" said Kara, as she opened the door and held it wide for him to enter. "Sorry - must be the jet lag making me slow - or maybe it's the Sangria dulling my senses."

The sisters helped Dave with the bags of chips, salsa, and chicken wings. Once the packages were piled on the counter, Kari went to Dave and gave him a big hug, her warm, firm body feeling exquisite against him: "I can always count on you - thanks for being a prince, like always! And I finally get to introduce you to my sister Kara! Kara, this is Dave, my knight in shining armour."

Dave blushed, unsure how to react to such praise. Kara took his hand and gave it a squeeze, as Kari broke their embrace after what seemed like a long time to Dave. "It's so nice to finally meet you, Dave. Kari talks constantly about you - good thing Jon's not the jealous type..." she trailed off, searching his face for a reaction. Damn - she went right for the throat, thought Dave. He hadn't been in her presence for more than 30 seconds, and already she had probed for clues about how he felt about Jon.

Carefully avoiding the subject and stalling for time to gain his composure, Dave ‘killed two birds with one stone' (how a-propos, he thought), and took a moment to look both women up and down. They were wearing matching tight beach cover-ups over top of bikinis; it was clear that their bodies were cut from the same mould. Now it was time for both women to grin widely, and to exchange a knowing glance with each other - this was (of course) not the first time somebody had shown amazement at their similarities in such an obvious manner, mixed in with a not-so subtle appreciation of what he saw.

Dave, feeling strangely uncomfortable (which he usually never was in front of Kari), decided to just blurt it out. "Wow! I didn't think it was possible for there to be two such beautiful women on this planet!" Now it was the girls' turn to blush. Kari reacted first. "See, Kara? That's why I love him so much!" she exclaimed, leaning in to Dave and giving him a peck on the cheek. "He always knows just what to say!" Kara impulsively did the same: "Thanks, Sir Knight!" Dave just stood and grinned.

Kari adopted a serious expression. "Now there's work to be done! First order of business - a Sangria refill, then we start setting up." As Kari turned and reached up to get Dave a glass, and Kara also turned to put away the food, Dave took the opportunity to have another good look at these two women. Damn they looked good, and so much alike!

He tried to figure out if there were any distinguishing features. Hair - same length, same colour. As far as he knew, it was their natural colour (kind of a dirty blonde, that paled in summer and darkened in winter). He had never seen Kari's hair any other colour. They were both the same height, shaped the same way, and they even walked alike. Finally, they both seemed to dress the same. He just had to ask. "So how do I tell you two apart, anyway?"

The women turned to look at each other, then at Dave, and again at each other. Kara had a sly smile, and Kari was suppressing a giggle with one hand. "Well, there is one way..." Kari hinted, at which Kara giggled as well. Dave just looked confused, wondering what was so funny. The girls exchanged another look, then nodded (boy, it must be nice to communicate wordlessly like these two, thought Dave). His musing was interrupted by what happened next.

Both women lifted up their tight-fitting cover-ups, and turned with their backs to him, giving him an incredible view of two tight asses barely contained by identical yellow high-cut bikini bottoms. Looking slyly over their shoulders for his reaction, they teasingly lowered their bottoms slightly, exposing the top of their butt cracks, just enough for him to see that they each had a tattoo on the left butt cheek. Kari giggled again at his wide-eyed reaction. "Well, Dave - come a little closer - you won't see the difference from way over there."

Needing no further urging, Dave moved to a couple feet away, and leaned down slightly, close enough to see the fine downy hairs that lightly garnished the tops of their butt cracks. Remembering that he was supposed to be examining tattoos, he focused his attention on each in turn. At first, it was hard to see the difference in the two seemingly identical roses. Then he realized that the stems (barely visible at the top edges of their bikini bottoms) formed two different shapes. Kari's had a stylized curved ‘I', while Kara's was looped somewhat into a lower case letter ‘a'.

"Very cool" he breathed, his appreciation of the tattoos obvious to the point where the girls laughed again. "Thought you'd like that" said Kari. "Just so you know, we aren't exactly in the habit of showing just anyone... not a word, OK? Not even to Jon - believe it or not, he doesn't know about Kara's tattoo." Kari made a sad face when pronouncing Jon's name, which Dave interpreted as sadness due to Kara's dislike of Jon. Pulling her bikini bottom up, and allowing her cover-up to fall back into place, Kari added "As a matter of fact, you're now in a very exclusive club. Only our mother and father and Kara's husband have seen both these tattoos."

Dave made a mock bow as Kara covered up too. "Well, my ladies, I am truly honoured. Your secret is safe with me - that is enshrined in the Knights' Code. Just one problem - that will not help me at all in telling you apart during the party, will it?" Kari laughed again: "no, definitely not... I guess we'll just have to come up with a secret signal." She made an exaggerated show of thinking, pursing her lips and frowning. God she was cute when she did that, thought Dave. "I know! When I want to identify myself, I'll touch your arm with 1 finger, and Kara will touch your arm with 2 fingers. This should be fun - you can be the only one at the party that will be consistently able to tell us apart - we love playing this kind of game, and since we both got married, we have had little opportunity to play. This'll be fun!"

Dave had to agree with that. He had been looking forward to spending time with his favourite lady friend, and this little game was going to add just a little bit of complicity and spice to the evening. He was also warming to Kara very quickly. "Well, girls... I'm just happy you trust me enough to include me in your fun and games." Kara flashed Kari a cryptic look, which was met with Kari's brows knitting briefly together. Kari brushed it off, saying "Yup, Dave, you have no idea what it means to me that I can trust you like I do..." she trailed off.

Kara, seeing a need to change the subject, handed a freshly-poured Sangria to Dave and said "Now get to work, and prove you're more than just a ruggedly handsome face."

They busied themselves at preparations for the party. Dave did the heavy lifting of tables and chairs, fixed up some snack trays, and prepped the barbecue area. Meanwhile, the two women flitted about the kitchen and patio, filling bowls with snacks, adding little decorative touches, and by the time the first guest arrived just over an hour later, the place was looking splendid.

There were about 40 guests, mostly couples from the fighter squadron, plus some of the single guys and a few single women. The majority knew each other fairly well, and soon the house and back yard were filled with groups of people chatting and laughing comfortably. Many of the guys made wisecracks about how Kari was lucky to have her ‘surrogate husband' Dave around to keep the party and food rolling - Kari always had some kind of a snappy retort that resulted in several grins and giggles.

The little game of ‘who am I?' between the twins was fun to watch. Dave would have felt like someone being swindled by the magician who kept swapping the little cups around until the one containing the nut was impossible to point out, if it hadn't been for the occasional conspiratory touch on his arm with one or two fingers. After a few hours, he had several people asking him how the hell he never made a mistake, to which he replied with variations of ‘well, if you know someone well enough, you can just tell'. Many times, Kara and Kari were accused of switching identities or lying; they just giggled. By the end of the evening, as the last few couples were relaxing around the pool sipping slowly at their drinks, the party had been christened ‘The Great Twin Mystery Party'. This one would become part of squadron lore for sure.

Two other themes were present during the evening. The good one was the fun Dave had in helping out Kari and Kara - the two women were clearly happy for him lending a hand, and more than once he was the recipient of a grateful hug from one or both of them at a time. Dave attributed it all to the Sangria's effect on the women - no doubt they would both be more reserved when the booze wore off.

The other theme was Dave's realization that one of the single women at the party was a particularly persistent ex-one night stand of his. He thought he had made it clear to her that it meant nothing, and that she should stop hounding him. Things were further complicated by the fact that Angela was there with her new fiancée - his squadron-mate Bill.

At one point late in the evening, Dave was cooling off in the pool, hanging on to the wall and guarding his drink so that nobody would step on it by mistake in the dark. He heard a small splash, then felt warm feminine arms wrap around him from behind. Somebody nuzzled his neck, and he turned carefully while minding his drink on the poolside deck, trying to see who it was. "Angela - what are you doing?" he hissed, careful not to attract attention. He looked around quickly, wondering where Bill was, and hoping that he wouldn't have to explain what this was all about. Angela saw him look nervously around; she whispered throatily in his ear: "Don't worry - Bill has had a bit too much to drink, and he's passed out on the couch. It's dark - nobody can see us."

Angela was right - there were no lights nearby, and it was just possible for someone to notice that there might be a couple clinging to each other at the far edge of the pool, but nobody was close enough to see anyway. "Angela... I thought you were engaged to Bill..." Dave said, attempting to wake her up to her current situation. "It's not too late, Dave - you can still have me..."

Angela punctuated her remarks by pulling her warm, soft body up against his back, tightening one arm around his waist. With the other hand, she trailed her fingers down his chest, stroking the outline of his rib cage briefly. "You're so much more buff than Bill" she crooned, pushing her hand down further. Dave, head slightly fuzzy from multiple drinks, and horny as hell, was momentarily paralyzed; he could feel his cock and balls filling with blood as the effects of contact with Angela's hot body manifested themselves in the form of an erection. He didn't resist as her hand probed further down, until she had reached inside the front of his trunks and found his stiffening penis.

"Not to mention that you're bigger than Bill too..." Angela hissed, kissing his neck and tonguing his earlobe. Dave was suddenly reminded of why he had fucked Angela not too long ago - she was definitely hot and sexy, and she knew just what buttons to press with a guy. Confused, he remained in place at pool's edge, holding on to the ledge, while she wrapped her little fingers around his now fully-erect penis and stroked it with an expert touch.

Angela purred, now lowering his trunks down his hips just enough to allow his cock to spring free in the warm pool water. She manoeuvred her way around his body, forcing him to make room for her between him and the pool wall. While doing so, she maintained her light stroking of his cock, knowing full well that Dave was mesmerized by the feeling.

Half drunk, horny, and not thinking clearly, Dave allowed himself to be ravaged by this shapely woman. Looking down, he saw her erect nipples pushing against the suit top, and he noticed that Angela had used her free hand to pull her bikini bottom off and drape it on the pool edge beside his drink. Angela raised herself slightly and parted her legs, allowing his cock to slide between her thighs and rub along her slick cunt lips.

The notion of her now naked cunt sliding along the top of his penis was driving him absolutely crazy with lust, but his conscience (damn you, annoying conscience! he thought) prevented him from changing the angle of his hips to pump into her cunt. Angela became frantic, peppering his face and neck with wet kisses, and struggling to take him inside her.

"We can't... Don't! Look, I'm sorry..." Dave struggled for words, pushing away from her, his fully-erect penis jerking as it lost contact with her womanhood and bobbed free in the water. Angela moved toward him in the water, pulling her bikini top up and allowing her large breasts to float freely, enticing him with their erect nipples. "Come on, Dave - you know you want it - I can tell by the way your cock was so hard for me... No-one has to know... I want you inside me..." Dave pulled up his trunks, wincing slightly as he brushed his hard penis with the waistband while pulling them up.

Climbing out of the pool, Dave looked down at Angela, who was now on her back, doing the starfish, so as to show off her sexy naked body to maximum effect. She looked at him with sex in her eyes, gazing at his penis bulging in his trunks, and gesturing down at her widespread legs.

"Look, Angela - Bill is my buddy, and I can't interfere with that. This can't happen - not ever." Angela repeated her earlier line. "You can have me any time you want, lover. Bill means nothing to me. You're the one I want. Just say the word, and I'll be your sex kitten - any time!"

"No, Angela - it's not going to happen. I can't do that to Bill; we're done here." At that, he walked back toward the house without another glance back. Luckily, it spared him seeing the hurt and disappointed look on Angela's face.

Dave glanced down at his trunks just before entering the house, happy to see that his erection had fully subsided. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his hips anyway, so as not to drip on the floor. He saw one of the twins in the kitchen, looking quite upset. Dave asked if she was OK. "You look disturbed - everything all right?" Kari (one finger) touched his arm, nodded and swallowed as if holding back emotion. Dave instinctively pulled her toward him and gave her a friendly hug, which she responded to by gripping him tightly around the neck with both arms. "What's wrong?" Dave persisted, but Karri clammed up, saying "I'll tell you later - let's just say I'm not really in a party mood any more. Just hold me a minute - I need you to hold me, OK?" Dave nodded, happy to provide what comfort he could.

After what seemed like an hour, but was probably only a minute or so, Kari released him and said that she was no longer in a party mood, and that she wanted him to help clear out the guests. "It's time to start making not-so-subtle hints that folks should start going home." Karri gave him a quick squeeze on the arm as she moved toward the living room, giving him a grateful smile as she let go of his arm.

For the next hour or so, Dave helped the hostesses out, ensuring that everybody got a taxi or a sober ride home. Angela, looking upset, dragged the drunken Bill to their car. Luckily, Kari surmised that Angela was pissed off that Bill was drunk again, and never suspected that she could somehow be unhappy about Dave. Dave felt a little ashamed; not only had he almost broken one of his own rules by sleeping with a buddy's fiancée, he had almost done so in Kari's pool. Hopefully she would never know about that...

As the guests left, Dave noticed that Kari was clearly struggling to appear normal, but he knew her too well to be fooled by the act. She was smiling and chatting with the guests as they went out the door, but when she thought nobody was looking her face clouded over. "So what's wrong, anyway?" Dave whispered when she was momentarily far from anyone else. Dave assumed that maybe a drunken guest had pulled a dumb move - that had been known to happen with this gang of mostly fighter pilots. "Not now Dave - it's not an easy subject - we'll talk later..." She trailed off. Dave just looked quizzically at her. Kari shook her head once, hard, and said "let's just say I need a friend like you tonight, and thank God my sister's here as well..." Dave's eyebrows shot up, but Kari put a finger on his lips, shutting him up. Kara had caught this particular exchange, and she steered her sister away, arm around her waist. Dave felt relief that Kari had someone to talk with about whatever it was, but quickly got absorbed with saying goodbye to departing guests, and convincing some of the drunks that they had to go.

Dave busied himself helping people find their stuff (amazing how things like phones, cameras, even sandals went missing!). Finally, the last guest staggered out of the house, and Dave surveyed the house with Kari and Kara. "Want some help cleaning up?" he asked, which was greeted by a grateful smile from whom he presumed was Kari. "That would be lovely - but let's only clean up the most critical stuff. After what's been happening, and the little conversation I overheard tonight, I really need to talk with you and Kara before bed. By the way, Dave, I noticed you have been imbibing quite a bit tonight. You shouldn't drive home - you can have your usual bed in the guest room if you'd like. Kara is bunking with me while Jon is away."

Dave nodded his thanks. For the next little while, the three of them cleaned up the stuff that would be too disgusting to touch the next morning - the dip trays, leftover food, dumped out partially-emptied bottles, etc. Dave shot the occasional quizzical look at Kari, but she just shook her head and said "later."

Finally, with the dishwasher starting up and things looking semi-organized, Kari (at least he presumed it was her) said she was going upstairs to change. She tugged at her bikini top strap, and Dave could see how her skin had reddened under it. "These things were designed to look good, not to be worn for more than 8 hours!" Kara followed her upstairs, and called back to Dave: "Dave, be a dear, and get us some Sangria out of the fridge for when we come back down."

Dave nodded, but first he took a moment to watch them walk up the stairs. It was like a mirror image of heaven. They wore identical tight bikinis, slightly visible under semi-sheer beach cover-ups that hugged their hips as they walked. Their hair brushed their shoulders, moving gently in silky waves. As they walked up the spiral staircase to the mezzanine, he caught a quick glimpse of the swell of their breasts pushing proudly against the cover-ups, and identical pixie noses poking out from their frame of hair. Then they were gone into the master bedroom.

Dave pulled out the pitcher of Sangria from the fridge and poured fresh drinks for all 3 of them. He plopped down in an easy chair, opposite the couch, and waited, mind wandering. Sometimes, he thought, he would trade everything for a beautiful, loving wife - somebody like Kari! Too bad she was taken. Dave had always regretted backing off when he and Jon had met her in that smoky bar so many years back. At the time, Dave had been seeing someone else, and he reluctantly passed on her, allowing that douche-bag Jon to pick her up. Kari definitely deserved someone better... But that was none of his business, he thought, finishing his musing as the low murmur of women talking got louder, and he saw two sets of lovely legs coming down the spiral wooden staircase from the mezzanine where the bedrooms were.

Both women were wearing Japanese-style nightgowns; silky form-fitting gowns that made it clear they were both braless (and maybe totally naked!) underneath. Dave was fascinated as he saw their large, firm breasts bob slightly under the wraps. Kara shared another similarity with Kari - her nipples were usually semi-hard, which often tested Dave's resolve not to stare at his friend's breasts when she went braless. From his vantage point on the couch, he also noticed how beautiful their legs were, as the mid-thigh gowns rode up slightly with each step down the stairs.

They noticed him gawking, and the first one to the bottom of the stairs did a little twirl, the other one giggling as she noticed Dave's eyes tracking her every move. "Like our new nightgowns? Kara brought me one as a hostess gift." Dave just nodded - nice. "Finally, we get to relax - thanks for serving the drinks, Sir Knight!"

The women sat down, gracefully, and curiously they both folded their legs underneath themselves. Kara liked to sit just like Kari! Kara raised her glass: "Here's to a successful evening, and here's to a great new friendship - I am so glad to have finally met the wonderful Dave!" Dave blushed, and Kari giggled. "I told you he was super-sweet..." causing Dave to blush even deeper red.

Kara nodded at her sister's comment. "Yup, I had forgotten just how sweet some guys could be. After what we've both been through lately, I'd about given up on the whole gender..." Kari shot a quick look at Kara, and addressed Dave's unspoken question. "I don't mind that you know, but we're keeping this really quiet - please don't tell anyone, even Jon. Kara left her husband - he's been drinking and gambling a lot lately, and she has had enough."

Dave was dumbstruck. Without thinking, he blurted out "Incredible - if I had someone like you in my life, there's no way I'd do that sort of thing..." Kara looked suddenly very sad, as Kari reached over and stroked her arm. Dave realized he'd spoken without thinking, and said "Sorry, it's not my place to comment..." but Kara cut him off and said "Look, I don't really want to get into it, but it's been really hard for me to reconcile why he is more interested in his poker buddies than in being with me (she sniffed, and Kari handed her a Kleenex)... but all I know is tonight I've had a great time just laughing and forgetting about it all. And having fun with you, Dave, has been a rare treat. It's been forever since a good-looking guy was genuinely nice to me, and I'm so glad that I could get away from my situation and just relax."

Kari leaned over and hugged her twin, stroking her shoulder-length hair and patting her on the back. After a minute, Kari pulled back and looked at Dave. "And there's more. Remember when you asked me if everything was OK earlier?" Dave nodded, feeling some trepidation at what was surely going to be more bad news.

The suspense was short-lived, as Kari continued. "Well, everything's not OK..." Kari choked before she could finish her sentence, and now it was Kara's turn to comfort her sister by touching her arm. Kara finished for her. "Kari and I overheard two guys talking earlier, about Jon's current deployment." Dave's eyes widened slightly, beginning to imagine what they could have overheard. Kara, finally seeing him react to a comment about Jon, plunged on. "There was no ambiguity possible in interpreting what we heard. They were going on and on, loudly proclaiming their envy of how Jon was going to be fucking a different woman every day for two weeks, what with the Fleet out of town. One guy, the more senior of the two pilots, then went on to tell the younger guy a couple choice stories about Jon's exploits on the road."

Kara stopped, looking first at Kari, who dropped her eyes and wiped at a tear, then at Dave, who was involuntarily doing his best deer in the headlights impression. "You knew, didn't you Dave?" It was Dave's turn to look down at the floor, oddly fixating on a discarded beer cap that was partly hidden under the couch where the twins were sitting.

Dave just nodded, afraid to look up. He was worried at Kari's reaction to his keeping of Jon's secret. Head still bowed, he glanced up and saw that Karri was not glaring angrily at him; instead, she was still looking down at the floor herself, tears flowing down her lovely cheeks.

"Kari - I don't know what to say. Your friendship is so precious to me, and I've almost told you about Jon a thousand times... But I wasn't brave enough to do it. Please forgive me - I hoped that somehow Jon would grow up, that somehow this would magically fix itself... I'm really sorry I never said anything. A true friend would have..."

Kari slowly lifted her head, wiping at a tear that was dripping down a cheek. She shook her head in slow motion, fixing Dave with her wide, round, blue eyes. "No Dave, a true friend would have done exactly what you did. A true friend is always there for me, always ready to help, willing to talk, and knows when to stay out of such things. I understand; in fact, I'm glad you were not the one to tell me. It says volumes for your loyalty and discretion. I've suspected Jon for quite some time now, and this is the final straw with him. When he gets back, he'll find the locks changed and his stuff in a storage container in the Industrial Park."

Dave looked to Kara, who nodded and hugged her sister; he nodded himself. "Holy crap!" he blurted out, "Whatever I can do, let me know - I'll be there for you."

At that, Dave saw Kari crack a sad smile. Still hugging her twin, Kari waved Dave to come over. Dave got up and walked toward the two women on the couch, then leaned down and Kari pulled him into her neck with a surprisingly strong arm. Dave was overwhelmed - she felt so soft and vulnerable, smelled so wonderful, and the intensity of her grip on his neck spoke volumes for how she was feeling. Dave hugged her back, his strong arms wrapping around her slight shoulders.

Dave disengaged, his body cramping from the uncomfortable bent-over position he had adopted, and Kari reluctantly let him stand up. Dave looked gravely down at her, and said "Whatever you need, you can count on me..." Kara made an affirmative noise as well, and Kari glanced back at her, grateful. "What would I do without you two?" she asked rhetorically, and Dave just smiled, looking worried and having no idea what to do next.

Kara took the opportunity to chime in. "What do you say we lighten up the mood, and go relax in the hot tub?" Kari nodded, sniffing and rubbing at her reddened eyes. "Just give me a minute to freshen up first - I'll join you in a minute." She got up from the couch, and went back upstairs toward her bedroom and its en-suite bathroom.

Kara stood as well, and looked toward the basement door where the hot tub was. Dave looked toward the downstairs bathroom. "You go ahead, Kara - I'll hit the can first." Kara gathered up the pitcher of Sangria and her glass, and called over her shoulder "Bring your own glasses - my hands are full!" Dave went to the bathroom, shaking his head, and thought about the two bombshell revelations he had just heard.

Dave's head was swimming with confused thoughts as he unleashed a long, satisfying piss. He had long wondered if - no, when - Kari would finally catch on to what Jon was doing. Dave had always been filled with mixed emotions about it. On the one hand, he was not looking forward to seeing Kari go through a divorce, with its inevitable roller-coaster of emotions. He knew that would be tough, being caught in the middle between his squadron-mate and Kari. On the other hand, Dave had secretly cultivated a fantasy for many years that Kari would one day drop Jon and be with him. That particular fantasy was one he had long suppressed; it was so fraught with complications he didn't even want to consider it.

It was in this confused state of mind that he grabbed his drink and headed downstairs to the hot tub. He had never been in this tub; it was off-limits to visitors normally (thank God for that - he couldn't even imagine the mess if the party had spilled over into that area). Dave rounded the corner, and heard the bubbling of the jets, smelling the chlorine, and feeling a warm humidity in the air. This was going to be soothing, he thought... then he stopped dead in his tracks as he took in the sight of Kara alone in the tub, her arms on the sides, and her bare breasts bobbing in and out of visibility in the turbulent water!

It was then that his muddled mind cleared slightly, and he remembered that both women had been naked under their kimonos, and that Kara had gone directly from the couch to the hot tub. He glanced at the hooks beside the tub, and saw her sexy robe hanging there.

Kara laughed out loud as she saw Dave stop, gaping at her and her robe. Grinning at his shocked expression, she explained with mock condescension as if she were talking to a school child: "When I relax in the hot tub, I follow European traditions - I've lived there for so long, it is totally normal to not wear a bathing suit in the hot tub and sauna."

Dave was dumbstruck, frozen in place. He had been to European spas, and had in fact gotten used to bathing naked, but that was different. There he had been with strangers, going there single, and confident in the knowledge that nobody he knew was going to see him nude. It had an exotic feel to it, and he had found it strangely liberating.

This, though, was a whole different ball game. Kara (and Kari, whose footsteps he heard coming down the stairs) were definitely not strangers. His heart started involuntarily racing in anticipation of the prospect of finally seeing his best female friend naked. This was the stuff of so many fantasies of his over the years; he hated to think of how much of his spunk had been spilled while thinking about Kari's firm tits and tight little ass, especially after he had spent an evening with her where she had worn a revealing outfit. Tonight, especially after the incident with Angela in the pool, he was feeling especially horny, and he had been planning to jack off before bed to reduce the pressure in his balls and allow himself to sleep.

Suffering from sensory overload, Dave could feel his balls swell with blood, and his cock start to become engorged as well. ‘Down boy!' he thought, thinking this was exactly the wrong time for an erection. Luckily, Kari's arrival distracted him enough to stop the process - for now...

Kari took in the scene before her. Her eyes widened slightly as she noticed her sister was clearly naked. Dave noted that she had put on her bikini again - the straps were visible under her kimono. Kara smiled lazily at her twin, enjoying her discomfort. "Come on sis - go with it! You too, Dave - no suits allowed." She looked at the two of them, Dave in his trunks, Kari with her robe and bathing suit, and giggled softly. "Come on Kari - you had no problem with getting naked in front of my hubby in our hot tub in Europe."

Kari looked nervously from the naked Kara to Dave. She swallowed, seeming to make up her mind. Dave was fascinated as Kari took off her robe, hanging it on a hook. She looked at him with a strange intensity as she reached up to undo her bikini top. Dave could feel another stirring in the pit of his stomach as the anticipation hit a peak. She was going to do it!

Kari took off her top, allowing him his first ever view of her unencumbered breasts. His eyes almost popped out of his head as he took them in - they were probably C cups, with dark pink areolas, her nipples poking out like twin aircraft circuit breakers. Kari reached to hang her top on a hook, and Dave took in the spectacle: stark white breast flesh surrounding the erect nipples; tan lines fading up into her bronzed chest and shoulders in two beautiful, soft vees; and the sway of the heavy breasts as she moved.

Kari turned, hands hooked into her waist band, and looked expectantly at Dave. Dave didn't hesitate. He set his drink down, and dropped his trunks, his cock only semi-erect. He noted how Kari was taking in the view as his penis swung free; she was bent slightly forward as she pulled her bottoms off, giving him a great perspective of her heavy breasts hanging down, nipples pointing at the floor and slightly sideways as the flesh was squeezed by her arms.

Dave, in an incongruous gesture of chivalry, motioned for her to go first up the stairs into the tub. Kari gave him a conspiratory look back, as she climbed the four steps slowly, mindful not to slip. Dave was treated to a gorgeous view of her tight ass, catching brief glimpses from behind of neatly-trimmed pussy hair covering her outer lips as she climbed each step.

Dave felt a sense of panic as his cock started to fill with blood, rising of its own volition, despite his minor embarrassment. While Kari was still climbing the stairs, he followed her more closely than he normally would have, hoping to be able to slip into the water and hide his growing erection. Too late, he realized that he had unwittingly made matters worse. By trying to fit in closely behind Kari, he suddenly found himself almost nose to ass with her, and the close-up sight of her shapely ass just below the two little dimples on her lower back was enough to bring his erection past half-mast and well on its way to full throbbing engorgement!

To further exacerbate the situation, Kari paused, sensing how close he was, and looked back down at him. Her eyes grew wide at the sight of his rising cock, and she gave him a strangely innocent look of surprise as she stopped at the top of the stairs, eyes darting from his cock to his face and back again. "Sorry..." mumbled Dave, feeling very uncomfortable.

Kara also saw what was happening, and she threw her head back with a hearty laugh that broke the spell. Kari giggled, winked at Dave, and slid into the steaming-hot water. She pushed away from the ladder to give Dave room in the circular tub, and he quickly dropped down into the water, the intense heat causing him to give an involuntary yelp that set the women off laughing even more.

Dave sat down, feeling the heat of the water, and the absurdity of the situation. Despite himself, he too started laughing, and suddenly things were OK. Kara and Kari were both starting to calm down, their identical breasts heaving slightly with the last of the chuckles, nipples bobbing in and out of sight as they did so. Kara was the first to talk. "Looks like you're not as blasé about hot-tubbing as you would lead us to believe" she said teasingly. "Don't worry Dave - my soon to be ex-husband would often be in a similar pickle when he saw Kari and me in the hot tub at our place. And he was already used to seeing me naked - it was the thought of both of us being naked that set him off."

Kari nodded. "Yup, a girl never gets tired of seeing that kind of reaction. Kara's husband was the only man who ever saw us both naked - that's how he saw our tattoos." Dave nodded, not knowing what to say, so he let her keep talking. "Whenever we visited Kara, Jon kept trying to get Kara to join us in the tub, but Kara kept refusing." Kari looked over at her twin, and reached out to touch her shoulder. "At the time, I used to think that she was being overly difficult, but with what I know now, she had good reason not to want to be nude in front of that pig."

Kara looked sympathetically toward Kari - Dave was still amazed at how complicit these twin sisters could be - although intellectually he knew it to be the case, to see such understanding pass between them about such delicate subjects was a real eye-opener. Kari looked over at Dave, and smiled brightly at him. "You should feel privileged, Dave. Kara and I have never been naked in front of anyone besides her husband - you are a member of a very exclusive club indeed!"

Dave nodded, grinning despite himself. "What did I do to deserve this honour?" he asked, deliberately fishing for a compliment. "By being such a knight in shining armour", stated Kari, "And by being such a great friend for so many years." Dave blushed, smiling more broadly. "At your service, my ladies", raising his glass in a toast. "Cheers, Sir Knight" said Kari, and all three leaned forward to clink their glasses and take a long pull on the drinks.

The cold Sangria went down nicely, and Dave could feel his slight alcohol buzz like a warm hug inside his body. Kari set her glass down after her sip, then leaned her head back, groaning throatily with pleasure, exposing her long perfectly-sculpted throat and allowing her breasts to bob high enough that the pink nipples poked out of the water.

Kari adjusted her position, and suddenly Dave saw a delicate foot pop out of the water near his left shoulder. "Dave, would you be a dear, and give me one of your famous foot massages? I could really use one; those sandals I had on today were killers."

Dave had often given Kari foot massages when they had watched movies together, and sometimes when Jon wasn't there. Now that he thought about it, Dave realized that the occasions had almost always been when Jon wasn't there, and he also realized that they had been happening quite frequently in the last 6 months... Was there a pattern there?

Tossing aside any thoughts of possible hidden motives, Dave gave an exaggerated sigh of mock exasperation. "Well, OK - though I'm getting tired of being considered just an object, only good for foot massages..." Kari smiled sexily, pushed her foot toward him again, and said "Just consider yourself privileged, and get to it! Otherwise, you'll be cabbing it home tonight. You have to pay for your room and board somehow."

Dave nodded gravely and took her delicate left foot in his hands. "Yes ma'am. How can I refuse that kind of logic?" He started to gently knead the bottom of her foot, which was easier than usual, given that the water had made her skin slick and soft. Kari groaned softly, closing her eyes. "Ummmmm - that is so nice..."

Kari was now smiling lazily, eyes closed and head back on the edge of the hot tub, arms out and bracing herself on the side wall of the tub. The size of the hot tub made it necessary for her to allow her butt to float up off the seat for him to reach her foot easily, which had the net effect of raising her breasts up to the water's surface. That, coupled with the bubbling of the water, and the occasional brushes of her thigh against his left knee, was enough to cause his cock to become rock hard.

After a few minutes, Kari said "change", and lifted her opposite (outside) leg toward him. Dave let go of her left foot, and grabbed her right foot with his left hand. Kari was now slightly unbalanced, buoyant in the water, and her left leg bent and dragged across his belly as she shifted her position to afford him full access to her right foot. Dave felt a slick brushing of her leg against his stomach, and then against his erect cock as her knee came into contact with it.

Kari's eyes flew open, her expression of shock and realisation almost comical. "Wow, what's that?" she said in mock surprise, setting her sister into a fit of giggles as Kara realized what had happened. Dave flushed bright red, while his cock pulsed once against her soft thigh, in an uncontrollable reaction to the sensual contact.

"Sorry..." mumbled Dave. Kari looked at him slyly. She didn't move her leg away, allowing it to continue to rub his penis subtly, moving slightly in the bubbling water. It was impossible to tell if this was deliberate movement, or just a result of the water jets pushing her body around - but what was unmistakeable was the fact that Kari made no attempt to move her leg away from his crotch. "Don't be sorry," said Kari gravely. "It's only natural, especially given the circumstances. It's not every day you're naked in a hot tub with twins... Frankly, it's a tribute to your self-control that you haven't tried to jump our bones already!"

Kari turned to Kara, nodding as if in confirmation of a job well done. "So I guess he passes, right?" Kara looked at Dave, who was gawking in shock, and responded: "Definitely. Especially since he's so obviously not gay - this one's a keeper."

Kari then exchanged a look with Kara that Dave couldn't interpret, and Kara suddenly stood up. Her breasts came into full view, slick with hot water, steam rising from her tanned skin. "Well, kids - I have to pee. See you in a while."

Dave couldn't help but gawk as she stepped up and out of the tub. As Kara lifted her leg to climb out, Dave was afforded a clear view of her pussy lips, gaping ever so slightly, as her legs spread slightly. He quickly looked away, but not before Kari caught him looking... Dave blushed bright red, but Kari just smiled, not looking upset in the least. She looked from Kara (who was by now wrapping herself in a towel to make the trek upstairs to the bathroom) to Dave, and nodded ever so slightly. "It's OK - if you hadn't looked, I would have started to suspect you actually were gay! From what I can tell, though, that is not the case," she said, looking pointedly at his erection under the water.

Dave blushed even more, feeling suddenly uncomfortable again. Kara looked back over her shoulder at Dave, a mischievous expression on her face. "Be good, kids - I'll be back soon."

Dave finally had to speak up. "OK, Kari - what's this all about? Is this some kind of game?" He instantly regretted it, especially when he saw a flash of a hurt look on Kari's face.

"No, sweetie - quite the contrary..." Kari said quickly. "You must be able to imagine how many times Kara and I have been given the come-on by horny assholes. It comes with the territory. Being twins, and good-looking ones to boot, we are the targets of every douche-bag for miles around. Frankly, we're sick and tired of it."

"Both Kara and I have been through some very difficult times in the last several months. Kara has decided to leave her husband for good, and is moving back to be near me. This isn't a mere visit - it is a first step to her gaining a foot-hold back here. As for me, I have suspected Jon for more than a year now, and it has been everything I could do not to talk to you about it. Surely you must have noticed?"

Dave dropped his gaze (and in the process took in her delightful nipples again), then looked up quickly, and responded: "Yeah, now that you mention it, I did feel there were times lately that you seemed to have something to talk to me about, and that's when I came closest to talking about Jon as well. You mean to tell me that both of us were dancing around this issue for more than a year already?"

Kari nodded. "Yes, Dave, and throughout all of this, I have been especially grateful to have such a dear sweet friend like you. In fact..." She dropped her eyes, looking weirdly shy, especially given the fact that Dave's penis was still brushing insistently against her soft thigh. "In fact, I have been planning to leave Jon for quite some time. And throughout that time, I have been having fantasies about how I might be with you..." Kari stopped and looked searchingly at Dave's face for a reaction.

Kari got all the response she needed from the incredulous yet happy expression on his face, coupled with an involuntary twitch of his cock against her thigh. She looked down at his penis, smiled coyly, and asked: "Do I take that reaction to mean that you aren't totally against the idea?"

Dave swallowed hard, looking suddenly very earnest and sober. "Kari... You are my ideal dream woman... I mean... Tell me this isn't a cruel joke!"

Kari shook her head, disengaging her foot from his hand, and propelled herself across the hot tub to sit beside him, putting her arms loosely around his neck. She looked intently into his eyes, searching his face for his reaction to her words. "No, Dave - this is the furthest from a joke I could get. I'm scared, and I'm about to step out of my life into the great unknown. I've been trying to get up the courage to talk to you about it forever, and it looks like the stars have finally aligned this weekend to do that."

"Dave, I know this is a lot to ask, but will you be there for me? Can I count on you to help me get through all this?" Dave nodded seriously, his mind racing. "Anything, Kari - you know I will always be your friend..."

Dave was astounded at what happened next. Kari leaned toward him, tightening her grip around his neck, and kissed him - hard. Not thinking, he reacted instinctively, opening his mouth to accept her urgently probing tongue. Kari gave out a whimpering noise, and turned up the intensity of the kiss. Dave's world shrank to the size of the hot tub, aware only of the hot water sloshing around, her soft mouth welded to his, and the feel of her slick bare back as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him.

Dave felt her full breasts as they crushed against his chest - they were wonderfully soft, wet and slick. His penis was now throbbing with pent-up lust. His earlier encounter with Angela and the number of weeks without any sexual contact made him feel hyper-sensitive; the realization that the sexy creature kissing him naked in a hot tub was Kari almost put him over the top right then and there.

Kari abruptly pulled her mouth back, but kept her tight grip around his neck. She looked into his eyes - Dave could see her eyes darting back and forth as she seemed to search for clues in his. "Dave - I don't need you to be my friend. I know you would always be there for me, but that's not enough. I want more. I want to BE with you. Are you OK with that?"

Dave swallowed hard. He felt such a wave of excitement and warmth flow through him that he didn't trust himself to talk. He just nodded twice, hard, and pulled her back for another kiss. This time they both went wild, and Dave had a brief absurd thought that his lips might be bruised by the force of their kiss. His hands reached down, caressing the curve of her back, running up and down her sexy body, and came back up to feel the sides of her wonderful breasts. Kari pulled her chest back ever so slightly, and let go of his neck with one hand to forcefully move one of his hands over one of her erect nipples. She moaned, exhaling quickly into his mouth, as he twisted her nipple (gently, just like one of his lovers had shown him once) and felt it stiffen further.

Kari then lifted herself to sit astride his legs, facing him, with her soft thighs spread either side of his firmly muscled ones. Dave was keenly aware that her sex was less than a foot away from his as she again took control of his hand and moved it down, down toward her pussy. Dave felt her soft pubic hair, then the hard nub of her clitoris, which was already protruding from her cunt lips.

Kari let out a moan as Dave allowed his hand to roam around her engorged pussy, and inserted first one then three fingers into her wet core. He softly thumbed her clit, all the while stroking the interior of her vagina, eliciting pants of pleasure from Kari, punctuated by soft moans.

She shifted forward slightly, starting to make humping motions against his hand. Dave was suddenly worried - any more of this, and he would be fucking her without a condom... He stopped moving his hand, and his back went rigid as his hard cock brushed up against where his hand was buried in her pussy. As if she had understood his wordless question, she pushed further up and toward him, pulling at his neck, and broke the kiss to whisper urgently into his ear, gasping with sexual excitement: "It's OK - I'll explain... unh... later... please - fuck me! Put it in me - I need you, Dave - now!"

How could a gentleman refuse such a polite request from a lady? Dave stopped stroking her pussy and reached down to cup her tight little ass with both hands. Karri nuzzled his neck as he lifted her slightly, then brought her pussy down to just touch his circumcised glans. He could feel the slick softness of her entrance against his penis as she humped urgently against him, and his cock moved ever so slightly into her with each movement until the head was firmly lodged at the gateway.

Dave stopped briefly, his cock feeling like a steel bar, and looked into her face. Kari pulled back from nuzzling his neck and stared at him, eyes hooded with lust - then she pushed down toward him, taking his cock well into her tunnel. Dave would never forget the throaty groan she let out as he slid home. Kari smiled lazily, eyes closing, and humped slowly up and down on his cock. After a few strokes, he was penetrating her as far as he could.

The feeling of her hot cunt sliding over his rigid cock was absolutely unimaginable. Dave could feel his balls welling up with sperm, as if his whole system were pressurized with hot liquid that had to come out - now. "Uh... Uh... Kari..." Dave panted, having trouble talking. "I'm going to... I mean I can't hold it... Oh, Kari..."

Rather than slowing down or pulling back, Kari ground her sex hard against him, pushing herself further down on his cock. "Just come, Dave - I want you to explode in me... Fuck me!" With or without permission, Dave was coming. Her words were barely out when he felt his semen rush out in intense spasms, his cock getting even harder, as he pushed up hard into her, emptying himself into her cunt.

"Oh Kari - that is so much better than I ever imagined..." Dave blurted out, realizing as soon as he said it that he had just given away the fact that he had lusted after her, but at this point he didn't care. The overwhelming pleasure he felt, coupled with her tight grip around him, made it amply clear that they were long past hiding such things from each other.

Kari reached for one of his hands again, still grinding her cunt against his cock. Despite his orgasm, he was still rock hard, and Dave took the hint. He again found her rigid clit, and stroked it in time with the urging of her hand and her humping motions on his cock. Dave decided to let her dictate the pace, which rapidly accelerated until she stopped moving his hand, clutching hard to his back with her free arm, and her entire body went rigid as she came with a quiet whimper.

Dave took in the tableau, his cock now back to full erection, as he noted her chest heave, nipples standing out proudly, a red colouring prominent below her throat and spreading into the white flesh of her breasts, her eyes closed tightly, lips pressed together into an expression of total sexual tension that quickly dissolved into a wide smile as her whole body went limp, jerking two more times, then stopping.

Kari opened her eyes, looking into his face again. "Wow, Dave - I never thought... I mean... Fantastic is not enough to describe that!" She leaned into him, face nuzzling his neck again, stroking his back, with his rigid cock still firmly inside her pussy. Dave could feel her vagina constrict a few times, and she giggled softly: "There, sweetie - I want to hug you all over, and that includes hugging the little guy."

Dave just held her, his emotions running wild - at once ecstatic that he had just made love with Kari, fulfilling his wildest fantasies, yet at the same time overwhelmed by just how quickly this had all happened. Awkwardly, he tried to express these thoughts. "Uh, Kari - I feel so... I can't describe... How?"

Kari continued to hold him, and put her mouth close to his ear. She spoke softly, suddenly aware that Kara was probably due back downstairs soon. "Dave, I haven't had sex with Jon for 8 months now. That's when I first confronted him with my suspicions about his whoring around. I've been planning to leave him for quite some time, and tonight was the last straw. It's one thing to suffer silently, knowing it's the only recourse, but it's quite another thing to know that his squadron buddies are openly laughing at our marriage, and idolizing his whoring around."

Kari moved her head back so she could see his face again. "Dave, I started taking the pill without Jon knowing it over a year ago - there was no way I wanted to get pregnant. I knew that we would split sometime soon, and I wanted no complications. I want you to know that you shouldn't feel guilty at all. My decision to leave Jon was made with no consideration of anything else. Granted, though, I always hoped that somehow I could be with you - but I was terrified to bring it up, knowing that it would crush me if you said no..." She looked into his eyes, waiting for a response.

Dave's eyes widened at her admission that she had also fantasized about being with him. He grinned slightly, amused at the notion that she could even imagine him saying no to her... "What?" asked Kari, confused at why he was grinning.

"You honestly thought I could resist you, Kari?" Her beautiful face broke into a wide smile, and she bowed her head slightly, looked up shyly at him as she did so. "Well, kinda - I mean you are quite the eligible bachelor, and you haven't exactly been wanting for female courtesans..."

"Kari. Come on. None of them could hold a candle to you! You are an amazing package! I've known beautiful women; I've even fucked some, as you know. But none of these beautiful women has ever connected as deeply with me as you have. I've loved you for years - you know that..." Kari nodded, lips pursed together. "I know Dave, and I have loved you too..."

That was when they heard the door open to the basement stairs, and Kari quickly disengaged herself from Dave, moving back to her original place on the far side of the hot tub. Kara came down the stairs into view, her towel draped casually over her shoulder, no longer needed as she was dry. Dave again stared at her body, feeling strangely that he knew it now, having just fucked her identical twin. Kari took in Dave's gaze and reaction, and reached out with a foot under the water, stroking his calf lightly with her foot. Dave looked back at Kari, and saw her smile and nod. Cool, he thought.

Kara looked at her sister, smiled, and asked: "So, were you kids good while I was gone?" Kari grinned and giggled at that - Dave couldn't figure out what message, if any, Kara had received from the giggling. Strangely, he had been aware of the fact that Kari being a twin made her somewhat different, but he was really in the dark about what, if anything, Kara might suspect or know about what had just happened during her ‘convenient' absence...

****************************************** And you, dear reader, will have to wait until part 2 to find out!