The broken hearts – 2

“Fuck sis….fuck!” Was all I could say.

“I know,” she whispered back saying nothing more, though pushing me away then as she suddenly stood up. “Come on Jacob…I need a shower, and so do you,” she said slyly.

“Shower? Together?” I asked incredulously as she now took my hand in hers, pulling me up out of my seat.

“Sure…why not? We both need one, at least I do.”

“I’ve ah…I’ve ah…never done that.”

Now it was my sister’s turn to look at me in stunned surprise. “You’re kidding me right? You and Mila never once took a shower together?”

“Don’t laugh Sophia. But no…we didn’t. There’s a lot you don’t know. Don’t get me wrong here, I loved her very much. But our sex-life was far less than perfect. About the only time we ever did do anything was during the week just before her period. And then if I was lucky, we’d maybe have sex two or three times that week. It was almost automatic with her, like clockwork. It got to the point where I got pretty good at guessing when her period was coming, and started anticipating that it was almost “sex-week” as I came to call it.

Though even that was again like I said, less than what I had always wanted or hoped for. Most of the time she’d let me know she was in the ‘mood’ by standing at the foot of the stairs in one of the few somewhat sexy negligee she actually owned. After seeing her, she’d head back upstairs to the bedroom. By the time I got there, she was in bed, with the lights off. I rarely saw her actually naked, only a handful of times really in all the years we were married did she consent to ‘day-light’ sex. And even then, she was usually wearing something. So seeing her totally naked was usually by accident.”

We had reached her bedroom as she led me inside towards her own private bathroom. Far larger than my own, with both a tub and a shower. The shower itself was big enough to accommodate four people as she leaned in, turning the water on, adjusting the temperature.

“I’m sorry. I had no idea Jacob,” she said after listening to me. “I always thought you and Mila had as intimate and passionate of a relationship as Cooper and I did. Even the few times we spent together, Mila didn’t seem shy about openly discussing things with me, so I just assumed that she was a little bit like me in that regard.”

“She was good at fooling people. Including me sis,” I told her as she stepped into the shower, me following. “I sort of stretched the truth a little about the cucumber thing. She didn’t actually do that for me…I actually caught her using it.” Sophia laughed at that, already beginning to soap me up, though purposely refraining from washing my now somewhat flaccid cock as I stood there beneath the spray.

“Ok, explain that one to me,” she asked.

“Well, the plain and simple truth is this. Something that always frustrated and confused me Sophia. It wasn’t like she was exactly frigid or anything. Aside from the time we only really did it was during sex-week, I know for a fact she masturbated a lot. I actually caught her doing it a number of times, though she vehemently denied it even then. Even when it was almost too obvious to do so, even then she still did.

But there was one time when things were really slow at work. My own car needed some minor work done, so I had decided to keep the crew busy at least, not just standing around, and had them work on my car. Slow as it was, I then decided to take the afternoon off, caught a bus and went home. Obviously not expecting me, I came in the back way. I knew that it was pretty close to her ‘time’, so I was sort of in hopes of surprising her, enticing her perhaps into having one of our rare daytime romps. Well, she surprised me actually.

I found her, sitting there in the living room, watching the TV, masturbating. Though at first, I didn’t know she actually was. I mean picture this sis. There she was, wearing one of the few business skirts and blouses she owns, complete with having the matching Cooper on. Only her feet are propped up against the edge of the coffee table. Her blouse is mostly undone, her large breasts fully exposed,

which was my first clue that something didn’t look right. Though that’s when I noticed the subtle movement of her hand down between her legs, and knew she was playing with herself…masturbating. But the really weird part of all this was, she was watching a fucking soap opera Sophia! Not even porn, not some sexy or racy movie even…a fucking Soap opera! Anyway, it was about then I saw her remove what I now discovered was a cucumber. Like I said, I’d tried a number of times to suggest sex-toys, by way of trying to spice up our sex-life a little.