Lock Step - Love Under Lockdown

“I told you it would all turn out okay,” Gillian said, patting Tracianne’s shoulder.

“Daddy, it’s fine,” Tracianne assured him tearfully. “I just want a hug.”

He walked over to her hospital bed and wrapped his arms around her and they both cried. Mom cried, too, so I gave her a hug. We really were one big happy family again. All was forgiven.

In Richard’s defense, he didn’t have much to be sorry for. I mean, he never tried to stop us, and he wasn’t that mean to us about it. He just moped around for a good six months until he finally got used to the idea.

And things were looking hopeful on the virus front, too. Our doctor had mentioned they were close to a vaccine and all the riots and extreme lockdowns had finally stopped. People were regaining their senses and life was returning to normal.

The new normal for me and Tracianne was going to be life with the baby. Since we moved out of our parents’ house, we had been prepping our apartment. I was killing myself working and going to school, but it was all worth it.

Family was always worth it.Tracianne

Three Months LaterThankfully, the vaccine for the Coronavirus was not only created, but everyone had it readily available. Phil’s job at the radio station as a presenter was more than paying our bills. I was still taking online courses at my old school, which had become a trend now that people realized we could get as good of an education at home as we could on campus.

I missed my friends, but they came to visit pretty often. Phil and I had gotten married in a simple ceremony in our parent’s backyard—yep, that one I had slipped in the grass on when coming to the house I thought I hated. It seemed fitting because it was where we had fallen in love. And we didn’t want a big ordeal due to the pandemic, as well as our, well, rather unique circumstances we didn’t exactly want to broadcast.

Diamond and Gillian were there, of course— Diamond even brought her boyfriend. She had met him at a “speakeasy” and decided to spend the rest of quarantine with him. I guess she had grown up and decided to settle down.

I could only have a handful of visitors in the hospital so she hadn’t brought him, and I was glad to be able to get to meet him at the wedding. Gillian was still single but seemed happy that way, diving into her studies and saying that she was waiting to meet a billionaire one day.

Mickey was Phil’s best man, and John and Zoe were in the wedding, too. They were married two weeks later, and we attended their small ceremony, as well. Our two separate groups of friends had bonded into one happy, bigger group, and life was going well.

Phil got home one night while I was watching Hope sleeping.

We had settled on that name after she was born because it just seemed perfect for her.

“Hey,” Phil whispered, as he took his coat off. “How’s the little babe doing?”

“Tuckered out,” I whispered. “Don’t wake her.”

“Okay, then let’s go into the other room.”

He grabbed me by my hand, pulling me to my feet.

“What are you doing?” I mildly objected. “You just got home from work and you haven’t sanitized.”

“Oooh, I’m dirty. Perhaps I need to get clean,” he said playfully. “Care to join me?”

“I’m so tired and yet, yes,” I joked.

I hadn’t been kidding when I had told him he could take me wherever and whenever he wanted. But these last few months had really put that to the test.

For a month we did nothing, of course, since I was still healing. But then we started back up again whenever the baby was sleeping. I felt constantly tired, but I still somehow always had energy left over to turn into his little stepsister slut. Now his little wife slut.

We slipped into the shower. The hot water washed over us as Phil nuzzled my cleavage and I stretched under the steam.

Phil turned me around and said, “I still love that luscious ass of yours,” as he entered me from behind. I steadied myself against the wall of the shower as he plunged his cock deep within me.

I craved his big dick’s magic. He jostled my walls just right and I was soon moaning in ecstasy.

“Oh, yeah!” I gasped. “You make me feel so good. I love your cock so much. I love you.”

“And I love you, my little wife slut,” he said. “And I love to fill your hot little pussy up with my hard cock.”

“Yes! Please,” I urged. “Fill me up, stepbrother husband. It feels so good.”

He exploded inside me and I shuddered. It was exactly what I needed to loosen me up after a long day. But we weren’t done yet. Phil had the stamina of three men. He really could just fuck all night long without much rest in between.