east west cousin the best

I'm Jack, 52, 5' 10, 175 lbs, brown hair, in good shape. I am divorced so many years now, over 20, that I can hardly remember why I even got married to the ex. She was a control freak and very obsessive. It lasted a mere 3 years. No kids, so it was an easy split. I have a small, 3 bedroom home, nothing fancy, but I like it. I do date, but never wanted to be tied down again, so I try to pick women who also do not want any commitments, just fun and sex.

This story though, is about my cousin Sharon, who is 50, and in a bad relationship. Her soon to be ex, is an asshole, who is both a verbal and physical abuser, plus a lazy drunk who couldn't keep a job if his life depended on it. This is Sharon's 2nd marriage. She is 5'4, 165 lbs., 38DD, blond hair and the prettiest blue eyes. She has 2 daughters from her first marriage. Lisa, the oldest is 32 and one kid, and Julie, who is 30, married and has one kid as well.

Sharon's mom, and my mom are sisters, and unfortunately, both sets of parents have passed on. Sharon has an older sister, who lives in California, and hardly comes back here any more. I have an older brother, and he lives in Texas, and I don't see him too much.

When we were growing up, we always visited my aunt and Sharon, and many a time, I would spend weekends with them, or Sharon would spend with us. They lived almost an hour from us in the country, so I really liked going out there and explore the woods with her. She was a tomboy, hands down. We were always together and had so much fun.

As we grew into teenagers, things changed, as they should. We both started to look at each differently. I was starting to take shape with muscle, and she started developing as a woman, a very shapely woman. In the summers, we'd go hiking to this big pond, that had a small waterfall. We loved it there and used to go skinny dipping all the time, though our parents never knew that one.

When I was 17 and she was 15, we went skinny dipping the one day, and she was really filling out in the chest department and her pussy was covered in hair now. It just seemed natural for us to be naked together. Then one day, she asked if she could touch my cock, since she never had before. I said sure, as long as I could touch her as well. She said sure, why not, but we can't tell anyone. I agreed with that.

Now I had been masturbating for a while now, and really never looked at Sharon sexually, until that day. When she started rubbing my cock, it grew to its full hardness. She was mesmerized by it, asi was with her, at the time, 36C tits. Big, pink areola's and nipples. I even ran my finger down her slit, which was very wet now. Long story short, that day she gave me my first blow job, and I ate her, for my first time eating a woman. We both came too, rather quickly. We both wanted to go further, but thought better of it. We played on a many occasions, but never had intercourse.

A few years later, she met her future husband and all of that stopped. She married right after graduation from high school. I was in the wedding and it was lovely, and she looked beautiful too. Of course her parents didn't think she should marry yet, but young love can make you do dumb things. But, we still stayed close and visited each other all the time, and I liked her husband. He was a good man and took care of her and the kids. Unfortunately, he was killed in a car accident 10 years later.

I was married a few years after Sharon, and Sharon could not stand my ex. She thought she was a bitch. But like I said, it only lasted 3 years, and Sharon was so happy when I divorced. After that, Sharon was always trying to fix me up with her friends, but I always begged off because I did not want a relationship again. She said that I needed a good woman in my life, and I said, well you are married so there isn't any out there. She would just laugh the comment off.

A few years after her husband died, she met her current husband. I thought he was a jerk the first time I met him. He is the type that talks big, but does nothing. There was many a time over the years, she would come over to my house, with the kids, and stay with me because of his abusiveness. I tried to get her to leave, but she said he was going to change and felt if she divorced, it would mean she was a failure. I told her she was full of shit, and said the best thing she could do for her and the kids is get away from him, but she stuck it out. I did corner him one day and told him if I ever hear of you touching her again, I would come over and beat the shit of him, and he knew I could too.

This past April, our lives would change in a big way.

It was the first week of April, a chilly Friday evening, when there was a knock on the door. I couldn't imagine who it could be at 10pm. I opened the door to She Sharon standing there. Her cheek was red and had a big knot under her one eye. I let her in and asked what happened. As she came in she hugged me and started crying. After she calmed a bit, she told me how her and Bill had a fight and he hit her. He told her to get the fuck out and never come back. I asked what caused this, and she said it was because he was drunk and wanted sex and she told him no. She was tired of how he treated her and she was not fucking him anymore, until he changed his ways.