My Sister-In-Law Runs

Fbailey story number 301


My Sister-In-Law Runs


I am a twenty-five year old male and my wife is twenty-two. However, my wife has the most beautiful eighteen-year-old sister that you ever wanted to see. Desiree is tall, slender, and has a ponytail that hangs halfway down her back. She graduated from high school in May and was hired right away as a fashion model for one of those rich stores where someone else tries on the clothes for you so that you can see if you like it or not. Just because everything looks good on Desiree doesn’t mean that it will look that good on the customer. Who care? They have too much money anyway.

To say that Desiree likes to run is an understatement, she loves to run. Every morning she gets up early and goes for a ten mile run before breakfast. About every month she runs in a marathon race somewhere.

My wife is concerned for Desiree’s safety so every morning I go over to her house and run the first mile or so with her, then I rest for a while and wait for her to come back so I can run the last mile with her. The eight miles in between are out of town on a hardly ever-used dirt road.

It wasn’t hard at all to figure out that Desiree doesn’t wear any panties under her tight little shorts along with a jogging bra for support. Her tits might only be a B-cup but they are spectacular. As I jog behind her I can’t help but stare at her fine ass. The way it twitches inside her skimpy shorts would make a priest cry, unless he is into boys, that is. As I await her return she almost always has a camel toe and hard nipples. By then she is fairly wet from sweating too and things can get very interesting. I especially like her pastel colors. White is my favorite but yellow, pink, and peach are fine too. I know just from staring at her crotch that she leaves a little vertical landing strip over her slit.

One day I told Desiree how beautiful I thought that she really was. I also told her what an effect she had on me as she ran. She just smiled and said thank you, but that she already knew that. Then I told her that we should start a web site and charge guys to see pictures of her in action and maybe some video clips too. Desiree said that she liked that idea and that if I did all of the work that we could split it fifty fifty. Okay!

So I made arrangements to meet with her after work. She still lived at home so my wife said that she would keep my mother-in-law occupied while I kept Desiree occupied changing outfits for pictures.

Desiree had the perfect bedroom for photographs too. It was girly without being over done. I had my wife get us invited to dinner so that I could get started early. I had explained everything to my wife already so as to avoid any problems. She already knows that I have been in love with sister the three years that we have been married and even the year before that when we were dating. At the time a fourteen-year-old girl did not appeal to me no matter how beautiful she was because in prison I’m beautiful too.

I went up to Desiree’s bedroom and the door was wide open. I said hello and asked when she would like to get started. She said that right then was good for her. She informed me that she had gone to the bathroom, douched, and showered before fixing her hair and her makeup. Douched? To feel clean all over.

She had on my favorite white outfit.