My sister in-law Carolyn recently came from out of town to visit. My wife's birthday was coming up and Carolyn wanted to be here to celebrate the occasion and spend some time with her nephew. She and her husband have been trying to have children of their own for quite some time but have been unsuccessful. I could tell the stress was taking its toll on Carolyn when she arrived. She is an attractive, auburn-haired woman in her late thirties with a pretty face and a nice body. She's just a few years older than my wife but she looked quite a bit older when she showed up. She looked like the weight of the world was on her shoulders.
Carolyn's outlook seemed to do a 180 after she was here for a couple of days and her natural beauty began to shine through as she began to cheer up. One night after my wife had gone to bed, Carolyn and I were up playing some casino games on my PS2 and having some rum and Cokes. We chatted as we played and the subject of her attempting to get pregnant came up. She had been through it all. She'd seen doctors, been through all the tests, and even considered going through expensive in-vitro sessions because nothing had worked.
I told Carolyn about a theory I have had for some time. I thought Carolyn and her husband had been trying too hard and the stress they had been putting on themselves had affected their bodies in a negative way, resulting in their inability to conceive. I surmised they didn't really enjoy the act of making love anymore; they were just going through the motions of trying to make a baby. I told her she needed to relax somehow and she admitted she felt overwhelmed by the pressure she, her husband, and her in-laws have been putting on her to have kids.
I began to tell Carolyn about an idea I had that might help take her mind off the end result of getting pregnant while she and her husband were having sex. I went on to say that as much as she may have been enjoying the sex, I didn't believe she had really been letting herself go. She was too preoccupied with getting pregnant. I told her I would have to show her what I had in mind so she would be convinced it would work, but I didn't tell her what the idea was. Carolyn was unsure of what I had in mind but she was at the end of her rope and was willing to try just about anything. I told Carolyn the only thing I needed her to do was to just relax and trust me. Figuring she had nothing to lose, Carolyn agreed to go along with my plan.
I stood up and asked Carolyn to do the same. She gulped down the last of her drink and unsteadily made it to her feet. Carolyn was wearing a short robe that I untied and pushed back over her shoulders. I could see her full breasts sway through the silky fabric of her nightie as she raised her hands to meekly protest. She was hesitant, not knowing what I was going to do, but I assured her she just needed to trust me.
Carolyn was wearing a satin and lace maroon two-piece nightie. It was fairly modest, nothing wild or see-through, but she looked pretty sexy in it and I could feel my passion begin to swell. I led Carolyn to the sectional couch and sat back in the corner where the couches join. I then placed a bed pillow I had been leaning on while playing the PS2 in front of me, partially for a cushion and partially to cover my growing hard-on. I had Carolyn sit down between my legs with her back to me.
I leaned back against the couch, sitting upright, and had Carolyn lean back against the pillow. I moved her hair to one side, told her to close her eyes, and leaned in to whisper in her ear. In soothing tones I told her to just relax her whole body as I gently ran my hand over her arms and upper legs. I continued whispering warmly in her ear, trying to relax her, as I moved my hands up to her face and slowly traced her features with my fingers. Carolyn told me what I was doing felt very good and that she felt totally relaxed. I continued to run my hands gently over Carolyn's face, arms, shoulders, and legs as I whispered that I would need her to use her imagination for what I had planned. I told her that when she makes love to her husband she needs to let go, to lose herself in the heat of the moment.