I have to say that my life is going pretty well. Good job, great wife and daughter, a decent car, and a wonderful home. Although I am happy and won't ever do anything to change these things, I will admit to a few fantasies that I've harbored for a few years now. One of my favorite fantasies I toss around is of one of my sisters-in-law. For the sake of a wonderful marriage and out of respect for my wife, I will never let this happen. It won't, however, keep me from reenacting my fictitious story in my head when I'm alone.
My wife and I met more than 10 years ago when we were both in college. After a few years of dating, we settled down, got married, and had a child. She was the oldest of six (two sisters and three brothers). For the first few years I knew my wife, her sisters were both young, gangly, and awkward and I was never really attracted to them. As all three sisters grew older, they have all grown increasingly more beautiful. It's not a stretch to say that the beauty my wife now possesses is shared by both of her sisters. For several years now, it is the middle sister that has grown on me and is the object of my lustful fantasies.
As we all settled down, her middle sister, Lisa, also married and had a child. They moved a few miles away from us and we frequently visit each other's homes for our daughters to play. I usually see them at least 4 or 5 times per week. A few weeks ago, Lisa spent a few hours at our house to relax after work while the girls played. While they were napping, my wife, me, and Lisa put in a workout dvd that the girls like to use to keep in shape. It wasn't exactly the beer and the game that I was hoping for, but I could use a little exercise here and there too.
Lisa had borrowed an amazing looking pair of black yoga pants, a loose-fitting, low-cut pink workout shirt and some tennis shoes that I bought for my wife. Without getting caught staring, I thought I could see the nubs of her nipples through her shirt. One of the first few exercises that came up was push-ups. Our living room is very small, so we each put our heads in the center and dropped into position. After three of four push-ups, I peaked my head up to see if I could get a glimpse of my secret fantasy girl. I nearly fell to the floor as I looked up and saw Lisa's breasts down the top of the pink shirt. Just like my wife, Lisa has a beautiful pair of natural 34C breasts. I had known this for a while because she frequently left her clothes sitting around at her own home. I almost couldn't control myself from staring at the dark areolas and nipples and well-formed orbs right in front of me. Unfortunately, push-ups finished and I didn't get any further opportunities to see anything. Later that night, and many times since, I'll admit it gave me great pleasure to relive that moment in my head while pleasuring myself.
Two weeks ago, I was on my way home from a long day at work when she called me on my cell phone. She asked if I could come over and look at the upstairs sink because it was leaking. Her husband was a very nice guy, but he was always too focused on his church activities to take care of the things in his home (I've always secretly wondered if that included his wife). I told her I would be right over.
When I got there, it was no surprise that her husband was at the church and would be there until late that night. I was tired and wanted to get home, but I definitely don't mind helping Lisa out here and there. I went upstairs to take a look at the sink and noticed that my niece was also gone. Apparently, my mother-in-law took my niece for a few days. Wow, I thought. I'm alone in the house with Lisa. As much as my heart-rate went up, I was too respectful to ever come onto her or do anything inappropriate. That could ruin my whole life. I pushed the thoughts out of my head and went to the bathroom to look at the sink.
