Teased

Sister-in-law teased me
by the Cougar

My older brother (by about 3 years) had married Laura, his high school sweetheart while I was in the Army stationed in France. When I was scheduled to return to the States for my discharge my brother had enlisted and we had passed somewhere between the U. S. and Europe.
When I got to my folk’s house my new sister-in-law was living there too. I had known Laura from high school and, even tho she was a couple years older than me, she and I had a very good relationship. While she was staying with my folks, and I needed someone for a movie or a dance, I had a “built-in date” to go with me. We began going out on more and more “dates” and some of the old friends of the family even thought that Laura and I had gotten married, not my brother and her. We would go to dances, liking it when the slower music was played. We would hold each other very close, rubbing our bodies against each other, her crotch and mine would often rub us to a very hot state of arousal as we danced. On our way home Laura would sit tight to me, (this was before manditory seat belts) often rubbing the inside of my right leg as I tried to keep my mind on the road and traffic. When I would begin getting a hardon she would feel it thru my pants and would begin softly rubbing it until I was almost ready to cream my jeans. She got a big charge out of knowing I was almost ready to drop a load in my pants, then she would stop her massaging and move away, a sly grin on her face. I told her that HER DAY was coming, when she least expected it.
One evening I had an old friend call and ask if I would like to have dinner with him and his wife, which I accepted. I hadn’t told anyone or left a note as to where I was going or what time I would be home. As it turned out I arrived back at the house around 8 PM, to find that the folks had gone to visit a sick friend, and that Laura was the only one home at the time. She was in the bathroom when I came in the back door.
Our house was one of the older homes that was built when there wasn’t any indoor plumbing, so when they did install the bathroom they put everything in a room off the kitchen. The upper floor didn’t have any bathroom and if you had to piss in the middle of the night you had to come down stairs to relieve yourself. Trying to be quiet while going up or down the stairs or walking along the upstairs hallway without waking someone was not always possible due to the floor squeaking and creaking when you stepped on certain spots. Growing up in that house I learned what spots creaked and squeaked and which areas were quiet, if you stepped just right. When I was younger I had been able to sneak in when I was late getting home or if I had had a little bit too much to drink and didn’t want my folks to know it.
This particular night it popped into my head that perhaps I could get my sister-in-law to give me some real loving, not just teasing. I knew she hadn’t heard me come in the back door, walk thru the kitchen, then up the stairs to my room at the end of the hall. I would usually leave my bedroom door open about a third of the way so I could see who was coming up or going down the stairs. I went to my bedroom, undressed down to my skivies, closed my bedroom door to it’s usual spot, then sneaked down the hall into the room at the head of the stairs where Laura slept.
I didn’t turn on any lights, knowing the layout of the room by heart. The room wasn’t very large, with a single bed and a chest of drawers and a dresser, the walk area around the bed was enough to squeeze thru. I went around to the side of the bed away from the door, laid down on the floor, then slid under the edge of the bed as far as I could, hoping she wouldn’t come around to that side when she came up from her bath. As I lay there I could almost tell when she was on her way upstairs. As she began coming up the stairs I quickly removed my shorts, laying there naked, with my dick beginning to get hard. I was right, she didn’t come to the side of the bed I was laying next to. I heard her as she put on her night clothes, which I knew consisted of a long t-shirt and a pair of panties. She then turned out the light and climbed into bed. I lay there, almost holding my breath.
As soon as she seemed to relax I very quietly, and slowly, moved up until I was standing beside the bed. In what little bit of light that the night-light on the other side of the room gave off, I saw Laura was lying on her side facing away from me. I carefully reached for the edge of the sheet at the side of the bed and slowly began moving it away so I could slide in next to her.