Sister In Law Dreams Come True_(1)

Let me set the scene with a bit of background.

I’m a 30 year old male, married to my 25 year old wife, who has an older 35 year old sister. My wife and her sister are very similar with their looks and physique. My wife is around 5’6″ of slim athletic build, her sister is slightly shorter, say 5’4″ and quite petite.

We have holidayed with my wife’s sister on several occasions over the years so I’ve gotten to know her body quite well, seeing her regularly in a bikini and summerwear. Given that she looks so similar to my wife, I had always found her attractive, before I started having more sexual thoughts about her. I found out one day a few years back that she used to be a dancer in a nightclub in her teenage years. At first I pictured her to be one of these girls who dances on stage in skimpy tops and skirts, until recently when an old friend of mine said that he had seen her dancing topless a seedy underground club back in the day. We’ve always been friendly, and remain friendly, but since that day I have had more naughty thoughts about her. She became the image in my mind many times while jacking off over the coming weeks and months. I enjoyed the thoughts because I knew they were wrong, but I knew that I liked them.

Last summer, me, my wife, her sister and her husband went on holiday together. My wife’s sister had really got herself into a great shape. I knew she would diet before going away to try and look her best, but this year she had been going to the gym and it showed. When we went out on the last night, she wore a short dress with some high heels which really showed off her athletic legs. I’d always had a thing about legs, and the sight of her pins that night only reaffirmed this and brought my mind back to her working in that seedy underground club. We’d had a few drinks, the others had gone to bed and I was feeling a bit risky, so I questioned her about the her work as a dancer. At first she was quite defensive, then became very embarrassed and up tight about the whole thing. I could tell that I wasn’t supposed to know, that her family didn’t know and most certainly that her now husband didn’t know anything about it, but at the same time, when she started opening up to me, I could see that sparkle in her eye, that naughty sparkle which told me that she quite enjoyed the extrovert side of the work she did. I promised to keep this little secret to myself, and complimented her on her honesty. I even went as far as to tell her that she shouldn’t be embarrassed to talk about it because she had such a good body and that she would still turn heads now at the age of 35. With that, she thanked me for being so kind, stood up, gave me a kiss on the cheek and went off to bed.

The next morning we all decided to get ready in our hotel apartment to head down to the beac before heading to the airport in the evening to fly home. My wife had gone to the local shop, her sister and her husband were in their bedroom and I was in mine. My wife had left our bedroom door open so when her sister came out in the morning, I could see straight through to the foot of her bed in her room. “Morning you” she whispered towards me as she went into the bathroom. We had always had a very friendly nature about our relationship, but I could sense a shift since the conversation about her being a topless dancer. A shift that was towards the thoughts that I had been having when pleasuring myself the night before. She left the bathroom and went back into her bedroom to get ready. This time though, she didn’t close the door. I could hear her talking to her husband, asking which bikini she should wear that day. She picked up a gorgeous skimpy white number and a bright pink combo and asked him to pick. I could tell from the tone of his reply that he didn’t care and that he wasn’t giving her the attention that she craved. She put the white one on the bed and the pink back in the case, glanced towards my room where she could see but he couldn’t from the other end of the bed and began to remove the tshirt that she had wore for bed the night before. My heart raced as she revealed her beautiful pert breasts. Not big breasts but boy were they good.They were everything that I’d imagined and more! Now I could tell why she was a topless dancer, her naked body was fantastic. Her long blonde hair flowed down over her pert nipples which lead to her toned stomach and black lacey shorts. Her breasts were small but perfectly formed with gorgeous nipples and areoles to die for. She turned her back to me and slid the shorts down over her tight ass, revealing her firm cheeks and a glimpse of her smooth gleaming pink pussy lips between her legs. My heart was racing even more! I could feel my dick throbbing under the sheets as I watched on in awe. At this moment, my wife arrived back into the apartment and her (now fully clothed) sister came out the bedroom to greet her.

“Morning honey” she said to me as she came in. “Hurry up and get ready please so we can go to the beach”. I had to wait for her to leave the room before getting out of bed, as the big hard pole in my shorts might have posed a few questions from her.

All the way to the beach, all I could think of was what I had just seen. This while me, my wife and her sister walking down there while her husband lay back in bed.