Sister In Law's Chance (PM me if a brother in law who can relate)

[cybal]

There comes a time, in everyone's life, I think, where you assess your life. You look at what has happened, and what has not. You also look at what could have happened but didn't, but still could. It is these situations where I find myself today as Thanksgiving is tomorrow.

Hi, I am Ivy, and I have always been attracted to my brother in law, Greg. He is a little older but looks better than ever. He is married to my older sister and I am married too. We all have kids and lives and would never want to upset that. But...

Ever since I was nineteen and met Greg, I have been attracted to him. I mean I would never do anything, but the idea of it has never gone away. My husband has put on weight and is generally not terribly sexy while my brother in law has remained a mainstay in my fantasy life.

They are coming over tomorrow for Thanksgiving and I so want to ask him to help with something and see if the attraction is mutual. I am almost one hundred percent sure it is. Twenty years ago while drunk he propositioned me. We never spoke about it. I do not regret not taking him up on it, but now I can imagine something happening and being able to keep it our little secret.

 

[cybal]

Getting the kids out of the house was a brilliant move. I ran myself a bath and relaxed before the craziness was going to ensue.

I stripped off my jeans and sweatshirt and panties and felt the water. It was warming up. I looked in the mirror as the thought of Greg popped up again. I am five eight with wavy chestnut brown hair with red highlights that comes down to the middle of my back. I have big bright brown eyes and tick lips. I am not striking but I still got it. I have put on a few pounds from the one hundred and ten I used to be in college. My tits have grown nicely into 38D's. My husband always likes that aspect of kids. My hips, ugh, a little wider than I would like but my abs look pretty good and over all I would say I am an eight or maybe an eight and a half. At forty three I think that is pretty good. Good enough to turn heads and catch guys of all ages checking me out.

I slip my foot into the hot water and sit down letting it cover me and soak into my tired muscles. "Ahhh" I moan as I finally can relax. With my eyes closed I begin to go over possible ways I can get him alone.

The basement is probably the best bet. I can ask him to help me get something and follow him and then block his way. God my nipples are hard as I think about it.

"Mmm" my fingers feel good between my thighs.

 

[cybal]

"God I hate Thanksgiving" she cursed at her husband as she sucked on her hand where she had just burned it on the turkey pan while basting it.

"I work all day and everyone sits and eats for fifteen minutes, just hoping nobody starts a fight, and then goes home" she hisses. She is wearing sweatpants and a t shirt which fits snugly around her massive tits, but her husband simply pours himself another glass of wine and goes back to the tv.

"Asshole" she whispers under her breath as he leaves. She continues preparing things and her head wanders to the guest list, and one name in particular, Greg. She stopped and looked out the window as she ran her burned hand under cool water and pondered what would happen. She imagined following him to the basement, her heart racing like it would be then behind him. She glanced down at her hand and noticed her nipples visible even through her thick bra. Her head went through images of being on her knees and sucking his cock. Also being pushed over the work bench and having him fucking her from behind as she bit her lip not to cry out with long desired pleasure.

"Hon, I am going to get some more wine for today" her husband interrupted her obscene day dream.

"OK babe, get some white for me" she asked as she dare not turn and show him her nipples.