My wife's sister and her husband were killed in a car accident. Their daughter, Cassie, eventually came to live with us. At first I wasn't to happy about the arrangement. My wife and I were in our fifties and Cassie was just 19. I eventually warmed up to having a younger woman in the house. One day when my wife was out, Cassie came over to where I was sitting, and gave me a big hug.
"What was that for?" I asked. "You and Kelly are so good to me, I love you both," she told me. Cassie was squeezing me so hard her tits were poking my chest. I got a little embarrassed when my cock got hard in my pants. I just hoped that Cassie didn't see that. Cassie was a hottie as far as I was concerned. She had a tight ass and had firm tits that always seem to push through her t-shirts. I had to control myself most days.
It wasn't too much later I heard the shower running. Cassie was getting cleaned up. My mind began to wander. My wife hadn't given me any sex in such a long time. I was thinking about what Cassie actually looked like naked. A few minutes later I hear the water shut off and Cassie's bedroom door closed. I knew I shouldn't, but I walked down the hallway and stood at her door.
My wife wasn't expected for another couple of hours. I felt the front of my pants and my dick was rising. I reached for the doorknob. It took a few minutes to build up my courage, but I opened the door. There was Cassie still drying off her naked body. I stepped into the room and Cassie let out a squeal.
"I'm sorry Cassie, I just had to see you." I took steps toward her. She just stood there startled. Her nipples were all hard and still dripping with water. Her bush was damp as well. I just knew I had to have her. I took the towel from her hands and threw it on the bed. "You love me don't you Cassie?" I asked her. Cassie nodded her head, yes. "I love you as well," I told her. "Lovers sometimes share with each other," as I moved closer to Cassie.