NovelEnglishThe Devil With A Deal:>>Ep28
We'd done it. Our marriage had gone right over the falls, but it was mostly intact. | felt it. There'd been a
moment when | was with Tara on the couch that it had cracked. Then again, back in that bedroom, with Kate
completely under Brian's control, it had snapped a little more. And I'd felt like nothing would be the same.
But somehow, now that we were leaving that party, | was sure we'd managed to seal it back up. Chipped and
misshapen but workable. | could forgive Kate everything if this was the first step to a stronger marriage. Kate
could absolveif | used this incident as a spark to reignite our passion.
We got to the bottom of the stairs. | could see the front door in front of me. Over a pile of prone, sleeping bodies,
yes, but reachable. This was it. We were going to make it.
"There you are!" Tara, my cute, redheaded sister-in-law, appeared in front of us like she'd been conjured out of
nothing. "I've been looking all over for you two."
The cute, slim woman had found her way back into her jeans and t-shirt. More noticeable, however, was what
else she'd found. Tara was dragging Mason along behind her. | immediately recognized the blond man from
Kate's previous, masturbatory encounter. My wife did too. As soon as Kate saw whose hand Tara was holding, she
blushed and shrank behind me.
Mason's blond hair was perfectly coiffed in devil-may-care curls. He had a cleft chin, high cheekbones and bright
blue eyes. His button-down flannel and blue jeans completed the standard good ol' boy package. He reminded
smart enough to not say anything more.
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Tara had also uncovered one other thing of note: my pants. Apparently, she'd been able to dig them off the living
room floor. Kate gavea calculating look as her sister handedmy trousers.
"Thank you for, um, finding these," | said. Tara cocked her eyebrow my way, but she didn't elaborate.
| was comfortable enough in Brian's sweatpants and didn't feel like getting dressed in the hallway. So, | reached
into my pockets and pulled out my phone and wallet but held the slacks in front oflike they were a parting
gift. "We're heading home," | told Tara, forcefully. Making my message clear. Let's go.
Tara made a little girl moue. | was reminded of the other, non-sexy side of my wife's kid sister -- the kid part.
"We're going to watch the sunrise in the hot tub," Tara said, matching my own finality.
| wondered who 'we' was. | assumed Tara and Mason, but the way she said it madethink she might mean
more than that. In fact, | was starting to wonder about a lot of stuff with my sister-in-law.
Up to this point, I'd thought that Kate and | had been the wild ones the last few hours. But seeing Tara and
Mason, even though they were both completely clothed, maderethink my theory. Maybe, despite a full swap
foursome, Kate and | had managed to miss the real action.
"You should cwith us," Tara said, "Mason says it's amazing. There's this huge deck and it's just cold enough
outside to make the hot water feel like heaven."
Mason grinned at Tara as she spoke. She was clearly parroting something he'd said to her earlier and he liked the
way his words sounded in her mouth.
"I don't have a bathing suit," Kate said. Like that was truly the only thing holding us back.
"Neither do we," Tara said, "It's no big deal."
As she spoke, another man walked up to us and gave Tara a little kiss on the cheek. | recognized him
immediately, as well: it was the other guy from Kate's earlier escapade, Carlos.
"Oh hey!" he said, as soon as he saw my wife standing behind me. He reached out to shake my hand in a way
that was disturbingly normal. "You're Tara's brother-in-law, right? Kate's husband?"
Carlos was wearing a Hawaiian shirt and a pair of khaki shorts. The top was unbuttoned and untucked, showing
off his taut, dark-skinned chest. His oil-black hair hung playfully over one eye. The smile on his face as he stared
at my wife was so broad, he looked like he could swallow Kate whole.
"We're getting in the hot tub," Carlos continued, "You two want to come?"
Kate looked at me, eyes pleading wide. The problem was, | wasn't sure what she was asking for. On the one
hand, | couldn't imagine she would want to stay considering all the risks we might encounter. But on the other, |
didn't think she wanted to abandon her little sister, either. In other words, | knew my wife wantedto give the
right answer, but | didn't know which one that was.
We'd gotten so close. Escape had been within a few breaths. Yet now, it seemed as far away as ever. | knew my
wife; she wasn't leaving without Tara in tow. And | wasn't leaving without Kate. Which meant that we were all
anchored, again. As our ship cever closer to dashing on the rocks.
"We talked about this, Kate," Tara said, "Don't keep doing this to yourself. Don't miss all the fun."
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She did a weird little curtsey, then skipped out of the room. Kate and | were alone again, looking at each other
dumbly. Like a tornado had just randomly sped past and neither of us knew how to process it.
We had a strange, silen staring showdown. | eyed my wife, intrigued. What did Tara mean by we've talked about
this? All sorts of theories traipsed through my thoughts, but | wasn't able to fully formulate any of them.
Kate, on the other hand, stared pointedly at the empty pair of pants | was holding in my hands like sweird,
khaki fig leaf. As if there was a body on the ground before us, and | was gripping the bloody glove.
| could feel it all coming crashing down. The reality of what had happened the night before. | looked into my
wife's innocent face. All | could see were the shadows of her younger sister. | knew | shouldn't have, but in the
moment, | couldn't hold my betrayal back. The timing was terrible, but | knew that | had to confess.
"Kate, with Tara, I..."
"You took care of her?" Kate asked, "Kept her safe?"
"I mean, sort of?"
Kate raised her eyebrow at me.
"I mean, sure. Yes. | made sure she was OK. But you need to know that I. We."
Kate shook her head. "Whatever happened, it's alright."
"But..."
"It's fine," Kate said, "All | care about is that Tara is OK."
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