MEETING MY HUSBAND’S FAMILY – PT 3 – BROTHER-IN-LAW NEEDS A PLACE TO STAY

In earlier stories I told about my father-in-law, Carl, introducing me to his 12” cock during the week before my wedding to his son, Brett. Carl had continually grabbed my tits, ass and pussy throughout the week leading up to the ceremony, culminating in him giving me multiple orgasms as he fucked me from behind by the side of the pool while his son (my fiancé) and his wife were running wedding errands. I was mesmerized by his enormous cock, and didn’t mention any of these indiscretions to Brett, hoping to keep the week’s mood happy and congenial. I thought the poolside fuck would be a one-time thing, since the wedding was scheduled for the following Saturday, but Carl managed to get in plenty more squeezes and gropes, including a soapy handjob when he snuck into the shower with me while Brett and his mother were lounging on the patio.

If that wasn’t enough, Carl also slipped into my dressing room at the church just before the wedding ceremony for a quickie just 20 minutes before he walked me down the aisle to marry Brett. At the wedding reception, Carl caught me in the hallway for a blowjob, with me still in my wedding dress, just before Brett and I left for our honeymoon.

Since then, Brett and I had been living a wonderful newly married life. Brett commuted into his office job daily, and I worked about 3 days per week, mostly from home. We fucked like newlyweds…..which we were…..and enjoyed being young, married and in love. Whenever Brett’s father would visit, or when we were at his parents’ house for holidays, Carl would always find ways to get me alone for handjobs, blowjobs or a fast fuck. I loved his huge prick, so I didn’t really mind, but keeping it a secret from Brett and Pam was always a challenge.

About 4 years after Brett and I married, he got a call that seemed to surprise him. After he hung up, he told me that it was his brother, Trey, whom he had never mentioned before. He explained that Trey had left the family about ten years ago and had generally cut off contact with everyone, so he was rarely mentioned. As it turns out, he was back in town, and needed a place to use as a “home base” while he looked for work and settled down. Brett assured me it wouldn’t be for long, but he had offered our house as a place for his brother to camp out. When the surprise of the moment wore off, I was generally OK with the idea, as long as it wasn’t a long-term arrangement. Brett seemed extremely excited to have his long lost brother re-engage with the family, and he eagerly prepared the spare room for him.

Trey arrived the next day.