Sister-in-law 2

The next morning was crazy as to be expected. I left to get our boys from my parents. When I back, our boys and their cousin went into the playroom to play video games. My wife called me from the spare room. She and her sister were hooking up our old baby intercom system. My sister-in-laws youngest was going to need a nap on the bed in the afternoon and they could not get it to work. The main boxes red light was on, but not the remote monitor. I told them the batteries were dead and I had some in my office. I adjusted the main monitor in the room to face the bed. I put it up high so that they could have the view of the whole bed in case the little one moved around a lot when she slept. I left them in the room talking and went downstairs to my office. I found batteries in the desk drawer and put them in. I turned it on and it was working. The monitor came on and I could see the bed and the tops of the ladies heads. The ladies conversation from upstairs was coming in loud and clear. I was going to shut it off, but stopped when I heard Nichole scoff and say, “So what was up with that last night?” Her tone was very upset. “What do you mean?”, my wife answered innocently. “You know exactly what I mean Kat. You and your husband were having sex and you made sure I heard it by the fake moans you two were making!”

I leaned back in my chair, totally glued to the baby monitor, realizing this could get interesting.

“Yes. We were having sex. It was in OUR house in OUR room. We tried to stay as quiet as we could, but some noise slipped out. Even though this is none of your business, the moans were real. We have an active sex life that has reached a point where we know what each of us needs to get it up.”, my wife shot back at her, now getting a little annoyed.

Her sister was taken back by this response. I thought the monitor went dead, as there was no sound coming out of it.

“I…I am sorry.”, came out of Nichole’s mouth. It was in a tone I never heard come out of her before.

“Can I ask a real personal question?”, she asked my wife in a quiet and shaky voice.

“You can. But don’t expect an answer.”

“You really were not faking your moaning? I thought that when we as women had sex, we moan as they are climaxing so it makes them feel better.”

I could not see my wife’s face as it was out of view. I don’t think she would answer that question.
My wife did answer in a soft and gentle tone, “The moans are real. My orgasms are pretty strong and I can not help it. Jack knows how to use his tongue on my pussy, which gets me an incredible feeling. Then if I am really turned on, I can have another when his cock is inside me.”

My mouth hit the floor. I can not believe that Kat what say anything on those lines to anyone.

Nichole asked surprised, “He actually will go down and lick you?”

“Absolutely! He loves to eat my pussy and give me pleasure.