Suggested by @RagMamaRag_
Love comes in many different ways. For some it can come in friendship, a lover, family, hobbies or just people in general.But for you, it came in came from your brother-in-law, Roger.
He had married your sister, Heather, in the early 70s. When they got married, you had never even met Roger yet. But you obviously knew who he was. You had been listening to The Who for years. It was only a few months after their wedding when you met him at your parents house in January of 1972
January 14th 1972
You were wondering around your parents house, looking for something to take your boredom away, when out of no where you spotted one of the most handsome men you had ever seen. He was in the living room, sat in a couch, and reading a book intently. It was only after you had taken a few steps in the doorway when he noticed you."Oh h-hello miss..."
"My name is Y/N. I'm Heathers sister. You must be Roger?"
"Oh yes!" Roger quickly stood up
"Nice to meet you Roger! I hope my parents haven't been too confrontational." You said laughing a little.
"Oh.. ha! No, not too much!" He said laughing in return.
For a while your conversation carried on, talking about family and stuff until he became awkwardly silent. He seemed to be looking over your shoulder at something, you turned around to see your sister with her arms crossed and a displeased look on her face. Roger began to say
"Heather! Hey we were just-
"Don't bother!" She said angrily, pushing you out of the way. Grabbing Rogers arm and dragging him out of the room. He playfully waved goodbye, which made you laugh. Later that night you were walking around the house, only to hear whispering and hysterical crying. You came upon the door where the noise was coming from, you were about to open it, until you heard your name being cried out.
"I don't care what you say Rog! You were hitting on Y/N! My own sister! Stay away from that whore, and you and I will stay together!"
Evidently your sister was talking to Roger about you. Tears began to form in your eyes, you almost didn't notice they were heading towards the door. You dashed behind the corner and placed your hand over your mouth to hide the noise of your crying. You heard your sister stomping out of the room, but you didn't hear Roger walking out. Suddenly you heard footsteps coming right towards the corner you were hiding behind. Before you could get away Roger appeared right in front of you.
"Y/N? What's wrong, why are you crying?" He asked urgently. Placing his hand gently on your arm.
"I h-h-heard...w-what..H-h-Heather..."
Roger quickly shushed you and pull you into a hug. You heard voices down the hallway, heading towards you and Roger."We should head somewhere more private." He whispered, and took your arm and led you into a guest room down the hall. Roger quickly shut the door, and you went to sit on the edge of the bed. Roger sat down next to you.
"I'm sorry for what Heather said about you Y/N. After her tirade, I told her off and then she walked out of the room."
"T-hank you." You said, wiping a falling tear.
Roger put his arm around you.
"You're not a whore Y/N, your an incredible woman and your sister is just jealous."You looked up at him, to see his light blue eyes staring into yours. You both stared at each other for the longest time. You slowly inched your face closer to his. Your noses were now touching, your urge to kiss him was strong.
"We shouldn't do this..." Roger said. You could feel his breath on your lips.
"We shouldn't..." You replied
Roger pressed his lips deeply into yours, he began to kiss you with tongue. You moved up higher on the bed and lowered your back onto the bed. Roger positioned himself on top of you. He kissed you passionately while he wrapped his arms around you. You ran your fingers through his long, curly, blonde hair.
He began to unzip your dress from the back, he pulled it down till your bra was visible. He began to lay kisses all over your chest as he pulled your dress down further. He stopped kissing you and removed your dress all the way off. He quickly began to remove his shirt. You pulled off your panties and unclipped your bra and tossed it to the floor.
Once you both were fully unclothed, his eyes just stared at you, and moved throughout your body. You grabbed his arm and pulled him down onto your naked body.
You buried your face into his neck and began to give him a hickey. He slowly began to inch his cock into you. When his member was fully in you, he whispered in your ear
"I fuck hard, are you sure?"
"Yes, oh god yes!" You answered
He began thrusting into. Hard. And at a fast pace. You had your arms wrapped around his shoulders. He took your arms and pinned them to the bed. Roger began kissing your next as he thrusted into harder. Your moaning became louder and he put his hand over your mouth. Unfortunately his moaning was about to get even louder than yours. You quickly placed your hand over his mouth as well.
You wrapped your legs tight around Rogers waist as he continued to fuck you at full speed. As one of his hands was over your mouth, he took his other hand and began to gently rub your clit as his cock slid in and out of your cunt. You moaned even louder into his hand. He moaned into your hand after seeing how much pleasure his actions brought you. Roger muffled some words into your hand. You removed your hand from his mouth. He whispered
"Your so fucking good Y/N"
He took his hand off your mouth, and you placed your hands on his shoulders and held him close. You could feel he was about to cum.
"I'm on the pill, you don't have to pull out" You whispered softly in his ear. Roger quickly thrusted into you one last time before releasing his cum inside of you. He stayed on top of you and inside of you for a few minutes before pulling out and rolling onto the other side of the bed.
You both quickly got dressed, and walked to the door. Roger decided he should walk out first. He gave you a kiss before walking out the door. You smiled, yet felt horrible.
Because you realized you were falling for your sisters husband...
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60s/70s Classic Rock Smuts and Fluffs
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