"Everybody wants something from me! I am not just your fuck toy!"
"Oh my God! I never said you were my fuck toy! I can't even remember the last time we had sex! I just want to make love with my wife! Is that so awful?"
Door slams.
~~
Another door slams. A red blaze storms into my house while I am eating my sandwich.
"You are such a dickhead!" she yells, glaring at me.
"Well, hi sis. Please come in. No, no, don't wait to be invited. Just barge in anytime ... screaming," I reply taking another bite of my sandwich. Just what I need!
Shelby is my sister and she is a redheaded demon. She gets her red hair from our maternal grandfather. And every rumor you have heard about redheads is true. She is fiery, feisty, and can go from zero to bitch in two seconds flat. She is obviously at bitch status right now.
"I am here to save your marriage, dumbass!" she spits. Seriously, spit hits me in my face with her words.
"Oh my God, Shelby. She had no business talking to you," I say with a sigh.
"She didn't want to tell me, Shawn. I had to drag it out of her over lunch after seeing how miserable she is. Stop hounding her about sex! She is a new mother, trying to work, having to take care of your dumb ass, and is exhausted, and doesn't need you hounding her right now."
"I have needs too, Shelby! I am not discussing this with you," I spit back, slamming my sandwich down.
"Your needs? Give me a break, little brother. You have two hands ... use them to satisfy your needs! She needs a break, not pressure to satisfy yet another person's needs!"
Shelby pulls out a chair and sits down shooting darts at me with her evil eyes. We sit in uncomfortable silence.
"I feel rejected okay. And it hurts," I finally disclose, feeling beaten down by the women in my life.
Shelby's face softens just a little. I think I might spy a tidbit of compassion, but not sure.
She sighs. "Oh my God, you know you get to me when you act like a pussy. Okay. Okay. I am going to help you out, little brother. I know what you two need. I will send you a link to a nice resort in the mountains not far from here and you will take Kira there for a few days. Bill and I will watch the kids."
"She probably won't go," I reply shaking my head.
"I will talk to her. But, no sex. I mean it." She picks up a knife laying on the table and lunges it in my direction. "Do not pressure her once to have sex on this trip or I will cut your dick off and it will never be found! This is a relaxing weekend for her. Trust me on this."
I can't help but say, "I don't see how Bill puts up with that mouth of yours."
"Bill adores my mouth and every other inch of me, thanks," she says getting up to leave. She feels her job is done as she has successfully chewed me a new asshole.
Between you and me ... her husband, Bill, is a pussy-whipped, no-balls man who won't take a piss without my sister's permission.
Red blaze leaves on the same broom she flew in on, but I am grateful for her idea. I hope it helps our relationship to get away for a few days. I will try anything at this point.
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Our car ride is uncomfortable. You can cut the tension with a knife. I finally turn on some music instead of trying to talk to my wife. Fortunately, she falls asleep within about thirty minutes, and the tension sleeps with her. I look over at Kira. I find her so beautiful and feel sadness at the state of our relationship. I miss making love with her. I hate fighting with her. I hope we can find some peace with each other on this trip. My cock stirs seeing her lovely breasts rise and fall with her breathing. Then, I see my sister with a knife in her hand threatening to cut my dick off, and my cock retreats in fear.