Straight Male / 30
I have been married for five years to my high school sweet-heart. We dated on and off for a long time before that, but she goes from sweet and charming to cruel and vicious in a heart-beat and nothing will ever change that. I don't know what her issue is, but our marriage has been on the ropes for a year and a half now. We barely communicate at all, and when we do, it's usually her screaming about how I don't do enough to help around the house. Mind you, she's unemployed, and I work six days out of the week, twelve hours a day. I don't say anything back. I just sit and try to ignore it.
Her sister has been coming into town at least once a month and staying with us. It's her younger sister by three years, and for as long as I can remember, she's been a looker. I'm a guy, so it's no surprise I've fantasized about sex with her. I've never acted on it, or even let on that I was interested, so her sister is none the wiser. Or so I think. However, I'm exceptionally good to her, and she always tells me she loves me like I was her real brother. She gives me long lasting hugs and kisses on the cheek before she leaves to go back home. Other than that, things have been on the up and up.
The last time she came to stay with us, things got a bit odd. I took a week of vacation to spend time with my wife and her, but ended up using most of that time running errands, paying bills, etc. I came home from one of those errands and found my sister-in-law (I'll call her Liz for the rest of the story), was in the driveway unloading her car. She had a few things on the driveway she was going through, and when I approached and said hello, she squatted down to open a bag as she talked to me. She started rifling through the bag looking for something she never did find, and her shirt fell open. Her bra cups were extremely loose, and they fell away from her breasts. For a solid five minutes while she dug, I had a perfect view of her breasts, her small pink nipples, and she even looked up at me several times while talking to me. I have no idea if she just couldn't tell, or otherwise.
Fast forward to the next night. She and my wife were lying in bed in the bedroom chatting, and she got up and brought her phone and phone charger into the kitchen. She plugged it into a wall outlet, said hi to me, and then went back to the bedroom. I could hear them laughing and talking for awhile, and when I went in to check on them, they had passed out on opposite sides of our king sized mattress. Immediately, I decided to be a devil, and I picked up her phone and went through the photos. There were tons of shots of her in my bathroom in various states of undress. Some close ups. I saw her beautiful tits, and then there were still photos of her masturbating. I was so nervous being caught that I quickly made a copy to my phone, went to the bathroom, and rubbed one out, deleting the photos afterwards.
The next day I knocked on the spare bedroom door around noon to see if she wanted to go to lunch with us. She said "Come in" very clearly, and when I opened the door, she was wearing only a tight black pair of lacy panties and a matching bra that pushed her tits up into impossibly cleavage. She apologized immediately, saying she thought I was her sister. I did my best not to look while I asked her if she wanted to go to lunch, and she nonchalantly went about getting dressed as if it was no big thing. I eventually closed the door and gave her privacy.
The next day, my wife left the house to go and visit her mother. Her sister slept in, and I left to go and run some errands. A little after lunch I went home. I shut the door and locked it up tight, and started talking to the dog. I poured him some food and then let him outside, talking to him the entire time. The house felt pretty empty, so I figured I'd catch a nap. As I walked to my room, I passed the bathroom and froze.
Liz was standing inside, facing the doorway. She was completely naked and had pulled a drawer out from the sink cabinet and had her leg propped up on it. She had a razor in one hand and was shaving her pussy, which she had spread with her other hand. She looked up and saw me and apologized, but didn't move to cover herself in the slightest. I had no idea how to react, so I just walked on to my bedroom, telling her it was no big deal.
After a few minutes she came into the bedroom and said "I'm sorry about that. I didn't know you were home." I assured it was no big deal, still with the image of her sexy naked body burned into my mind. "Please don't tell my sister about this," Liz said. "You know how she is." I assured her I wouldn't, and then Liz made small talk for a minute before excusing herself and heading off to the guest bedroom. I shut the door, rubbed one out, then went to sleep.
Thing is, she had to have known I was there. I wasn't being quiet when I went into the house and she knew I was on vacation all week. Do women even shave like that, over the sink, with the bathroom door open and facing the doorway?? Is she trying to lure me in, or are these just unrelated events??
I'll fuck her. No denying that. Openly. I don't even give a shit about my piss poor marriage. However, I don't want to make a move if I'm not sure and end up divorced without having banged this little minx.
What do you think??
Her sister has been coming into town at least once a month and staying with us. It's her younger sister by three years, and for as long as I can remember, she's been a looker. I'm a guy, so it's no surprise I've fantasized about sex with her. I've never acted on it, or even let on that I was interested, so her sister is none the wiser. Or so I think. However, I'm exceptionally good to her, and she always tells me she loves me like I was her real brother. She gives me long lasting hugs and kisses on the cheek before she leaves to go back home. Other than that, things have been on the up and up.
The last time she came to stay with us, things got a bit odd. I took a week of vacation to spend time with my wife and her, but ended up using most of that time running errands, paying bills, etc. I came home from one of those errands and found my sister-in-law (I'll call her Liz for the rest of the story), was in the driveway unloading her car. She had a few things on the driveway she was going through, and when I approached and said hello, she squatted down to open a bag as she talked to me. She started rifling through the bag looking for something she never did find, and her shirt fell open. Her bra cups were extremely loose, and they fell away from her breasts. For a solid five minutes while she dug, I had a perfect view of her breasts, her small pink nipples, and she even looked up at me several times while talking to me. I have no idea if she just couldn't tell, or otherwise.
Fast forward to the next night. She and my wife were lying in bed in the bedroom chatting, and she got up and brought her phone and phone charger into the kitchen. She plugged it into a wall outlet, said hi to me, and then went back to the bedroom. I could hear them laughing and talking for awhile, and when I went in to check on them, they had passed out on opposite sides of our king sized mattress. Immediately, I decided to be a devil, and I picked up her phone and went through the photos. There were tons of shots of her in my bathroom in various states of undress. Some close ups. I saw her beautiful tits, and then there were still photos of her masturbating. I was so nervous being caught that I quickly made a copy to my phone, went to the bathroom, and rubbed one out, deleting the photos afterwards.
The next day I knocked on the spare bedroom door around noon to see if she wanted to go to lunch with us. She said "Come in" very clearly, and when I opened the door, she was wearing only a tight black pair of lacy panties and a matching bra that pushed her tits up into impossibly cleavage. She apologized immediately, saying she thought I was her sister. I did my best not to look while I asked her if she wanted to go to lunch, and she nonchalantly went about getting dressed as if it was no big thing. I eventually closed the door and gave her privacy.
The next day, my wife left the house to go and visit her mother. Her sister slept in, and I left to go and run some errands. A little after lunch I went home. I shut the door and locked it up tight, and started talking to the dog. I poured him some food and then let him outside, talking to him the entire time. The house felt pretty empty, so I figured I'd catch a nap. As I walked to my room, I passed the bathroom and froze.
Liz was standing inside, facing the doorway. She was completely naked and had pulled a drawer out from the sink cabinet and had her leg propped up on it. She had a razor in one hand and was shaving her pussy, which she had spread with her other hand. She looked up and saw me and apologized, but didn't move to cover herself in the slightest. I had no idea how to react, so I just walked on to my bedroom, telling her it was no big deal.
After a few minutes she came into the bedroom and said "I'm sorry about that. I didn't know you were home." I assured it was no big deal, still with the image of her sexy naked body burned into my mind. "Please don't tell my sister about this," Liz said. "You know how she is." I assured her I wouldn't, and then Liz made small talk for a minute before excusing herself and heading off to the guest bedroom. I shut the door, rubbed one out, then went to sleep.
Thing is, she had to have known I was there. I wasn't being quiet when I went into the house and she knew I was on vacation all week. Do women even shave like that, over the sink, with the bathroom door open and facing the doorway?? Is she trying to lure me in, or are these just unrelated events??
I'll fuck her. No denying that. Openly. I don't even give a shit about my piss poor marriage. However, I don't want to make a move if I'm not sure and end up divorced without having banged this little minx.
What do you think??
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