Incest/Taboo H.I.G.F.I.I.A.I.F

"Loving you isn't the problem Reda," I said, which was true, I do love her. Yet love isn't all that's required for a marriage. Seeing her head slowly rise her brown eyes peering through strands of her hair. "You broke my trust. The trust that I thought we built together. Trust that we were the only one for each other. You shattered that trust and once broken it can never be restored to its once pristine condition."

"Give me the chance baby," Reda pleaded. "I swear I'll tell you everything always if you give me that chance."

"We shall see," I muttered wanting to distance myself.

"I know we can work through this... together. Now can I return to our bed?"

"Sleep where you want Reda, but I'm not going to fuck you, not anytime soon."

"I don't care," Reda said, sternly. "I just want to be close to you again. I can't sleep without you beside me," she said, tugging on my hands telling me she was ready.

"What if I want to bring Maranda over here and fuck her?" I don't know why I said that. Maybe it was to hurt my wife like she hurt me.

"I-I... would say..." I saw her lip trembled as she hid herself behind the curtain of her hair. "You better make her scream," Reda finally managed to say as she brought her chin up. I knew she didn't mean a word of it as her tears streamed down her face. I was taken by surprise as she threw her arms around me. "Please don't bring her here. Not alone, if it's that day of the month. Okay, fuck her brains out, just please..." Reda couldn't finished her thought as she buried her face in my chest.

"So I can't fuck or divorce you without your family taking everything from me. Seems very one sided if you ask me," I said, after ten years of marriage it was instinct as my arms came up and lightly hugged her.

"I know, but... maybe you'll enjoy that time of the month. When you're ready of course," Reda said, against my chest. "Please don't leave me Jerry. I know I've hurt you so badly. I promise, for the rest of our lives, I'll make up for it. But please, just stay, be with us, I know how much you love our kids. I know how hurt you would be if you couldn't be with them. I know I'm asking a lot given what's happen. We can go to counseling if you want. I'll do anything you want to try and save our marriage."

"I'll think about it."

"Okay," Reda began to stand on her tippy-toes to kiss me, but I moved my head back. "Too soon?"

"Very, I want a blood test done on you before any part of my body touches you," I said, coldly. I could see the hurt in her eyes when I wouldn't kiss her and what I asked for. Not that I cared at that moment. I was the one hurt, lied to, not her! Either she would do what I asked, or she could leave.

"Okay Jerry, I'll get one if that will make you happy. I'll make an appointment in the morning with our family doctor. Now can we please go to bed?" Reda asked, with those pleading eyes of hers.

"Very well," I said, keeping my sigh to myself. I tried to ignore how my wife's body felt as she wrapped herself around my left arm as we moved across the house. I think she thought if she let go she would never again be able to touch me. At that point in time she would have been correct.

"God, I've missed this," Reda said, as she took off her robe.

I quickly looked away as she was only wearing a lacy red thong that matched her robe. Reda always went to bed topless. I tried, I so desperately tried not to look at my near naked wife in the mirror that was attached to the top of her dresser. Yet those 36C breasts of hers pulled at my eyes as she turned towards me.

"Baby, you can look at me all you want. You know that, there's no reason to deprive yourself," Reda whispered as her hands ran up my back. I felt those soft mounds pressing in on my back. God, why does she have to smell so damn good, and why is she so soft?! "You know Dan's jealous of you," she said, resting her cheek against my back. "You've done something that he couldn't give his wife. A child, a new life, he won't say it, but you can see it in his eyes."

"Well, whoopy-do. He doesn't have the image of his cum dripping out of your pussy burnt into his mind," I said, detaching myself from my wife. Alright I admit, yeah, that kind of put a smile on my face. Yet I couldn't let my wife see that or the fact that I was hard. Slamming the bathroom door closed, blowing out a breath hating myself for being so aroused. Then again, me and Reda always had, still have a very vigorous sex life. It was only natural that I'd get hard at the feel of her breasts on my back.

As I left the bathroom, Reda was laying on her side. Those eyes of hers staring at the door waiting for me to exit. I noted how she bit her lower lip as she stared at my groin. I felt nervous as she undoubtedly noticed the wet spot where my pre-cum had leaked out. Don't ask me why I felt nervous, I just did.

"Come to bed honey," Reda said, throwing open the covers. Revealing her bare breasts to me - God! - why do those lovely orbs have to be so damn tempting?! "May I snuggle up to you?" she asked, once I had crawled into bed.

"I don't know..." Honestly I knew I'd be sleeping with a hard-on all night long if that happened.

"Please Jerry," Reda pleaded. "You know I can't go to sleep without feeling you pressed against me or me pressed against you," she said, inching closer, which was true for both of us. I guess after so long sharing a bed together we were like each other's sleeping aid.

"Fine," I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. Knowing I was going to regret it.

"Please Jerry, don't say it like that," Reda said, as she scooted closer. "My love for you hasn't died. I don't want yours for me to die either. You're the only man I want to make love to, the only man that I want to make love to me," she cooed, her hand ran up my chest. Turning my head to look at her as it rested against my cheek. "We've been together for so long. Look in my eyes and see how sorry I am, how much it's hurt me to be away from you for so long. To see the man I love growing distant from me. How it tears at my heart when you hide away in your office while the kids and I sit down for dinner. To hear how your day was, to hear your thoughts. How it tore at my heart not knowing where you were for eight long days. How I cried and cried worrying if you were dead somewhere or..." Her lip trembled I don't think she could say it, I think she thought I spent eight days fucking numerous women. I didn't by the way. "I promise I'll make it right," Reda whispered as she placed her arm along my chest, hugging me tightly to her chest.

Three days later...

"Jerry I'm going out; do you want to come with me?" Reda asked me, as I sat behind my desk in my home office as I read over reports of the early reports of the trail.

"No," I said, glancing up wondering what she was wearing under that dress of hers. "I take it you're going there?" I asked, returning my attention back to the report.

"Yes... I promise I'll be back shortly."

"Uh-huh," I muttered. God. I was horny. A month and three days was the longest me or Reda had gone without having some kind of sex with one another. The way that black dress of hers hugged her body so well... You get the drift. I wondered how long I could hold out. I knew the lack of sex was getting to Reda too. Then again, she had that monthly release that I didn't.

"Jerry..." I looked at her hand as it rested over mine then to her face as she leaned over my desk. God. The way those breasts swayed. The way they seemed to hypnotize me. "I promise I'll only be an hour," Reda said, assertively. "Do keep your phone on." Okay, that gave me pause, pondering on what she meant as I watched my wife's sexy little ass sway as she left my office. I knew she was wearing more and more tight fitting clothing for a reason. My hand rubbed my cock through the fabric of my slacks knowing it was bloody working!

Picking up my phone when it rang thirty minutes later. Seeing my wife's caller ID flashing across the screen. My chin rested in my hand as I leaned on my elbow as I let it ring four times before answering.

"Baby?! You were meant to answer it on the first ring?!" I could hear my wife pouting over the line. I on the other hand was smiling wickedly knowing that was what she wanted.

"Well, if you like I could hang up," I replied. I had to contain my chuckle as Reda begged me not to.

"I'm going to put you on speaker. I want you to hear what's going to be said, don't hang up, okay?" Reda whispered as I heard a door opening. The sound of her heels echoed over the line as she walked along hardwood floors. The only house that I know of that had those, since it's the only place I've been given every family event was centered there, kind of floors. She had to be at her parent's house. "Mom? Dad?" I heard a door opening. Ever since that night, I've wondered who looked after the kids of each one of them. Reda had me until last month. So who watched over the other kids? Well, I didn't find out until later that everyone put twenty dollars in the pool and whichever teenager (one of the nephews or nieces, of course), at the time that was babysitting would make a nice killing for a few hours of work. No wonder I had seen some fights break out over it at family gatherings.

"Reda! Where's Jerry?" Why did it sound like Maxine was saddened that I wasn't there? Hell if I know.

"Please tell me he's coming?" I heard Maranda's voice causing my cock to flex as the sight of her breasts appeared in my already horny mind.

"Surely, my talk with him put him in..." You know sometimes I like Dell, except right now. Fucking arrogant ass!

"No Dad! Jerry's at home watching the kids. I've come to tell you. I don't appreciate you showing up at his office and threatening my husband!" I'll admit that did actually put a smile on my face.

"Honey, I was only trying..."

"To brow beat my baby into submission! I know you, Dad. You do that all the time when you aren't getting your way. You know what?! I'm glad Jerry didn't!" Reda's temper, something she got from her father, started to make its way through.

"Honey, I understand you're angry. We were only trying to help." I heard Maxine say. I began to wonder what kind of looks were on their faces as Reda spoke to them.

"I know Mom. But if Jerry wants a divorce I-I-I'll give him one." I heard my wife's voice stammer just a little. "But don't you ever threaten my husband again! Am I clear on that!"

"Okay, honey, we won't do that ever again." I heard Maxine say, I could only guess that Dell was wearing a scowl. "Now why don't you come and join us."

"Sorry Mom, but until Jerry makes his choice. I won't be coming here. Whatever happens it's up to him. We're the ones in the wrong here, not him. Until then, I'll see you all Sunday." With that I heard my wife walk out of the room. I leaned back in my chair at what she had said. She had told me three days ago she wouldn't stop. So what changed her mind? "Jerry? Did you hear all that?" Reda asked, as I heard the front door closing and the tremble in her voice.

"Yeah."

"I'll be home soon, okay."

"Okay."

After thirty minutes I heard my wife opening the garage door, then its lowering. I heard the door in the kitchen opening but no sound of her heels. That was until Reda came running into my office holding her heels in her hand. "Jerry!" she cried out, tears were running down her cheeks. I huffed as she fell into my lap. Her arms wrapped around my neck as she buried her face in my shoulder. "You don't know how hard that was." Her voice was muffled as she held me tight.

All I could do was rub her back. What could I really say to that?

"Honey?"

"Hmm?"

"I need a kiss," Reda sniffed as she peered into my eyes. "Please?!" I have said before those tears of hers always seem to break me. As we were locked in that long, slow, passion building kiss, I felt my hand migrating up my wife's dress on its own accord. That heavenly mound of flesh felt so divine beneath my hand. "Oh Jerry," Reda moaned from around my mouth. "Please baby, take me to bed. I need this," she whispered as she gently rubbed my hard bulge.

"N-no." It took a great deal of will not to give in to the feel of my wife's hand. "I'm sorry Reda. I got carried away..."

"So?! Don't you think I need it too? That it's been just as long for me as it's been for you? Unless you've..." I could see what she was thinking.

"That's uncalled for Reda," I said, my eyes narrowed. "I've never once stepped outside of our relationship, unlike someone that's siting on my lap. Now if you'll excuse me I have work to do," I said, shooing my wife out of my lap.

"When Jerry?! When will I feel my husband once again, huh?!" Reda shouted tossing my reports into the air as she walked around my desk. "How long must I wait to be your wife again!"

"One: when the test comes back. Two: when I damn well think you repented for your actions!" I growled taking some of the bluster from my wife's sails. "If you were me, and you were the one bound, assaulted, and raped! What would you do, huh?! Would you willingly lay with that person? Knowing every time you close your eyes you have to see me fucking someone else! Tell me, god damn it!" I watched as Reda jumped as my hands slammed down on my desk as I rose. "Tell me, what the fuck would you do! Would you share my bed, kick me out of the house, have me arrested?! What the hell would you do Reda?!"

"I'm sorry Jerry," Reda said, weakly. "I just miss you so much, and seeing you, not being able to touch you, kiss you, make love to you is driving me insane! Do you know how hard that was for me. To choose you over my own family?! Do you?!" she asked, staring right at me, while her eyes contained her anger, yet her tears carried her grief as they trailed down her cheeks. "Do you know I could be getting fucked right now, yes we fuck each other, but baby no one makes love there. No one touches my body so gently like you did that first night we were together. You remember that night? I do, I always remember that night and every other time after it," Reda said, stepping up to my desk. Her fingertips pressed on the surface as she leaned forward to meet my gaze. "Get your anger out Jerry. Take your time, I'm not leaving you, because you're the man I love."

"You have a weird way of showing it," I muttered. I couldn't help myself as my thumb brushed away her tears.

"This is what I'm taking about Jerry," Reda cooed as she nuzzled into my palm. "Even when you're pissed as hell, you always care, at least you do for me," she whispered as she placed a kiss on my palm. "I know why you went to Kanas." To say my heart stopped was an understatement as my wife dropped that bombshell on me. "I read the papers, I searched everything online when I first met you. That was when I knew you were the man I was destined to be with forever," Reda said, lovingly. "I know why you never told me baby. That kind of heartbreak... I can't imagine what you went through." I didn't flinch or pull away as she pressed her forehead against mine. "This was another reason why I did what I did that night. I thought if you fully became a part of us, then you wouldn't be lonely if something were to happen to me. I never want that for you. Even if you choose to end our marriage I will always love you." With a long sweet kiss my wife left me standing there speechless.

"Fuck!" I shouted flinging my desk lamp across the room. What the hell was I supposed to do?! What the hell... slumping down onto the floor. Thinking of everything I would lose if I went through with what was playing out in my mind at that moment. I was truly tired of being alone. You have no idea how hard life is when it's you alone, standing against that cold, uncaring world. It doesn't care that your parents died, your grandfather passed. The world still turns, the sun still rises, the moon still sets, and you are still alone and ever so tired.

I don't know when Reda came back into my office all I know is I felt arms wrapping around me. Whispering a loving 'Shhh!' into my ear as my own arms wrapped around her. Her hand gently rubbed my back. Damn it why does she always have to smell so damn good?!

Two months later...

I was standing in my shower my ever present hard-on pointing at the shower wall. Three months, three long months of watching my wife dressing in those tight clothes of hers. Her near naked body pressing against me every night. My sigh echoed off the shower walls as I stared down at my hard cock. Knowing I was going to have to take care of it before I went into the office. My head instantly snapped towards the shower door when it failed to slide open. I would have gone with the cloudy glass doors like any normal sensible person would have. However, my wife - granted at the time when she told me it was so damn hot, again not thinking with my big, smart brain and we all know where that lands me - had picked out clear glass doors so we could steal glances at each other in the shower.

"We need to talk." My wife's voice filled the heated room.

"Reda...?! Oh my..." My jaw went slack as my wife leaned against the wall as my hand ran diagonal down the glass clearing the fog off of it. Naked, and so fucking gorgeous, her arms crossed below the breasts that loved to be sucked on. That angel wing bush beckoning me to part those heavenly lips with my tongue as she stood with her legs crossed. Those eyes of hers stared at my face before glancing down licking her upper lip as she drank in her fill of my hard cock.

"I'm fucking horny Jerry," Reda stated. Which wasn't a secret, I had listened many a night to her masturbating beside me. Now you tell me if you would have the will to resist the sound and the sight of watching your wife fuck herself and not roll over and bury your cock into that wet cunt. I deserve a medal for that, I kid. "I want my husband's cock, deep inside of this," Reda said, uncrossing her legs showing me those wet lips. "You can still be mad all you want, but if you don't walk into our bedroom and fuck the shit out of me, then I'll..."

"You'll what?" I asked, calling her bluff.

"I'll walk out and never come back... Okay, I won't do that, but I will go to my parent's place tonight and get what I need if you won't give me that hard cock that's pointing at me," Reda said, pointing at my protrusion. "Oh, and I'll leave you in here until you do," she stated with a wicked smile.

"You wouldn't," I said, already feeling chilled as the cold air of my bedroom flowed into the bathroom.

"I would." I took a deep breath and a hard swallow as my wife bent over in front of me. "Don't you miss this pussy baby? You know my test was clear. Why won't you fuck me? You know this pussy is all nice and tight now. I bet you won't last five minutes," Reda taunted.

"Woman!" I growled in a primal way. Yeah I so wasn't thinking with my big head. "You're trifling with powers beyond your kin," I warned. Feeling my cock twitch eager to be back in the depths of the warmth of that velvety glove.

"Am I? I don't think I am," Reda purred as her fingers ran along her labia. "Look at it baby, look how wet it is. How much it yearns to have you back inside of it," she said, spreading her lips. "What about this hole, it's been so lonely." Reaching back her finger ran along her starfish.

"Reda?!" I warned. My already intoxicated brain was already on the brink and Reda was pushing me over that edge as my hands held onto the top on the shower door.

"What is it baby?" Reda asked, peering over her shoulder. "Baby! Is that for me?!" she asked excitedly, as I pressed my cock hard against the wet glass.

"Tell me how much you fucking want this cock," I said, in a husky voice.

"Oh Jerry, I need it so bad," Reda panted softly as her fingers skimmed up and down the glass as she pressed her breasts against it. "I want, no, I need you to fuck me hard, to pound it deep into my pussy. To make it cum over that hard cock. You know I'm the only one that can truly take care of it. To cherish it, to caress it, to swallow all that hot, yummy cum down as I suck on that hard cock," Reda said, her eyes burned in her pent-up hunger.

"Yeah, what else are you going to do?" I asked, my little brain was fully in control now. I simply was along for the ride.

"I'm going to ride you so hard, it's going to feel like I'm sucking your soul out of your cock," Reda purred. "You want it don't you baby? You want my hot pussy wrapped around this cock of yours. Say it Jerry, say the words."

"Release me you vile temptress!"

"Mmm... that's what I like to hear. Now do hurry so I can make that clean body dirty all over again." Reaching down, taking the wooden block that kept the door closed before quickly dashing out of the room. Her french tip nail beckoned me as she rested on her right elbow, her legs spread, her cunt calling to me to taste that nectar. "Oh Jerry!" Reda shouted glad that the kids' bedrooms were on the other side of the house as I dove head first between her legs. "God! That's it baby, fucking eat that pussy!" she growled as she held my face against her sex. "Oh fuck me!" Reda moaned as her hips lifted off the bed, her back arched as she came. "Please Jerry, I need more. One's not enough after so long," she pleaded.

"Oh no, first you're going to suck this cock," I said, in a primal growl as I stood at the edge of the bed stoking my cock. The look my wife gave my cock will always be burnt into my mind. A look of an addict about to get her fix.

"Mmm..." Reda purred as she leaned forward as she knelt on the bed. "So you want me to suck this hard cock, do you?" she said, biting her lip as her hunger began to heat in her veins. Her eyes held a devilish tint to them as she stared up at me. Knowing that meant we both yielded for the moment. To simply put aside the anger and enjoy each other how it was meant to be. The look I gave her amused her as she leaned forward. "God, I've missed this cock," Reda softly whispered, her lush lips brushed along my cock, its mushroom top ran down the right side of her nose ran up the length of it then back down before it pressed against her lips. I bit the inside of my cheek trying not to tremble at those velvety clouds ran over my crown. I could see the elation on my wife's face as she glided down my shaft. "How was that Jerry, haven't you missed this?" she asked, to prove her point she ran her tongue up along the back of my cock.

"You play dirty, you devious vixen," I said. Truly I have no idea where that came from. However, I thought a more accurate portrait of events would be better for you, to whomever is reading this right now. Because you too are going to have a very hard decision to make. So try not to judge.

"Oh?!" Reda batted her eyelashes at me as she rubbed my hard slick member. "Whatever are you going to do?" she flirted before she returned me to that masterful mouth that I have the pleasure of knowing. She didn't resist as I placed a hand on the back of her head and sank my dagger back into that warm tunnel.

"Why Reda? Why do you have to be so good at this," I loudly moaned as my wife brought me willingly to the edge. I felt her tongue wiggling along my cock as she swallowed my hot load. Reda bit her lip as she scooted backwards as I crawled towards her. My tongue ran along her inner thigh. I heard her breathing quicken as I neared that fountain of nectar. Her nails scrapped along my scalp as her muscles tremble as I tasted her peach. For ten minutes I had my wife writhing on the bed calling out my name. I looked down as my wife's legs wrapped around my waist, rolling me over onto my back.

"Feel that wet pussy baby," Reda hummed as she rubbed that hot, wet, creamy mound along my rod. "Just listen to how wet you make it Jerry," she said, in this lustful voice. "Mmm..." A light coo escaped her lips as she leaned forward. Her fingertips skimmed up my chest as she did. "How about we put this back where it belongs, hmm?" Reda asked, in this light and teasing manner as she ran my crown through her saturated lips before her mound gave way to that mushroom top as she lowered herself on my hard pole.

I hissed loudly as my hands squeezed my wife's thighs after so long of not feeling her hot, wet cunt. I'll admit after three months of not fucking each other she was damn tight!

"Yes baby, doesn't my pussy feel so damn good wrapped around your cock," Reda asked, as her hips gently glided along my length all so she could watch how my eyes fluttered, my face muscles twitched as her folds hugged my cock tightly. Her hands pressed down on either side of my head as her hips began to speed up. Her panting grew heavier as her slickness grew. "God, Jerry, you feel so good in me," Reda moaned. "Say it Jerry, say how much you love my pussy," she said, with a smirk.

"Yes Reda, but your pussy had always has been fantastic," I said, trying not to let my tone carry the hints of my anger in them. We still had a long way to go, but god, did she feel so damn good!

"Oh?! Then you don't mind if I do this..." Reda's eyes flared in this wicked light as she tightened her walls around my rod as she rolled her hips forward.

"Oh fuck!"

"That's it baby, just let yourself enjoy what that hot pussy can give you," Reda purred, her tongue curled out as she slammed down to the base of my root. "God, I love this cock." Her body trembled; her breasts jiggled as she bounced on my root. Tilting her head back, the tips of her dark brown hair teased the top of the bed as I fondled those lovely orbs. "Mmmhmm," Reda nodded. The sound of her sex reverberated through the room as her pace picked up. Hearing her whimper in pleasure as I gave those nipples a light tug. "Yes Jerry." Her body shuddered as I felt that velvet tunnel quivering as she rode my cock. I knew she was nearly there, ten years being with her told me that. "I'm going to cum baby, I'm going to cum all over that hard cock!" Reda growled as her hips sped up to bring her over the edge. I do have to admit Reda is stunning when she orgasms.

"Now. Get up here and really pound me good!" Reda demanded making me watch the jiggle of her ass as she smacked it while presenting that ass to me. "Take all that anger out on my pussy," she said, with this salacious, mischievous look in her eye as she peered over her shoulder at me. I did just that. How I had my wife howling as her fingers curled around the comforter of our bed. How my balls slapped that clit of hers as her nectar leaked out of that hot cunt as I took my frustration out on it. Her begging me not to stop, to fuck her harder. Which I did that too. Who knew angry sex could be so good? My hand ran along my cock as I flipped my wife over. She smiled up at me as I shot my load across her tits. Marking them as mine forever.

"Daddy!" Beth came running into the kitchen. Reda's cheeks blushed every time she glanced at me. She always did that after we've had sex. Watching her slyly from around the edge of my paper as she made breakfast.

"What is it sweetheart?" I asked, setting the paper down on the table.

"Nothing!" Beth giggled, giving me a quick peck on the lips before running away.

"See, I'm not the only one that's missed you around here," Reda said, bashfully. Her cheeks had a rosy tint to them as she made the kids lunches as the French toast cooked.

"Hi Dad," Jason said, hugging me. "So are you two still fighting?" he asked, trust my son to ask that kind of question uncouthly.

"Jason... that's not a question..."

"Yes," I answered, seeing Reda staring at me unable to utter a word as I smirked as I opened my paper again. However, I wasn't prepared for her counter attack. Catching me on my unprotected flank. See?! This is what happens when my little brain takes over! Damn thing!

"Jerry," Reda purred, in this sweet, light, oh so sexy tone as she laid my plate before me. The tips of her fingers pressed lightly on my chin as she turned my head. Instantly I felt something rising as the front of her robe opened as she bent forward. The paper hid this from our son's sight. Yet that look in her eyes dared me to look at those naked breasts that were offered up to my eyes, to the spectacular view of those ever so taunting breasts of hers. "Are you sure we're still fighting?" Reda asked, those lush, velvety lips of hers shaped each word.

Her eyes drawing me in unaware I was being led into my watery death. "Haven't we made up... just a little," she purred as her thumb brushed along my lower lip. Her left arm moved along my shoulders as she held my gaze. Her lips inched closer to mine, her eyes spoke to me to either kiss her or... go down the only path that broke up my family. I knew this was the time. No more debating! No more weighing every little thing! Do I accept her willingness to earn my trust again or do I divorce her? So weird how at such times logic usually goes out the window and you just rely on your gut? Well, I felt it, buried deep inside of me as I thought of life without her.

How Reda melted into my lap. I could feel the stress in her body relaxing against me as I kissed my wife soft, sensuous, and titillating as my fingers skimmed along Reda's left thigh as it moved beneath her robe.

"I promise baby, I will redeem myself. I made a mistake. I should've have asked first. I'm so sorry I let it go on for as long as it did. I should have stopped it the moment you flinched from my touch," Reda whispered. "I don't ever want to harm you. If you don't want to come I'll understand. You might not..." Whatever she was going to say died right then as someone rang the doorbell. Okay, call me weird, if you want, but I thought to be cool to tie the doorbell with the 'Addams Family' theme song. I always get a smirk when it goes off. Then the first hurdle in the shimmering down of the hostile waters appeared. My sister-in-law.

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