Nearly five months went by this time. It had taken several weeks to get their friendship back to the level it was, but time healed all wounds. Matthew and his wife's sister were close friends again. Closer than ever, in fact. She and her child often came over for lunch, or just to hang out for a couple of hours. On a couple of occasions, when the toddler was at preschool, Priya would swing by for an hour or so for a coffee, just to have a break. The in-laws kept things on a friendship level. Both respected the family, and dared not cross that line again.
Matthew tried to focus on Zoe, his wife. She was a wonderful woman who certainly deserved better. He loved her, and tried not to think about his feelings for her sister. But that wasn't as easy as just telling himself to stop. He had a wandering mind and a vivid imagination. And that imagination always spun his thoughts back to Priya. The way she smiled at him. The way they got along so well. The way her naked body writhed underneath him.
He wouldn't dare ask himself the key questions. Was Priya just a fantasy realized? Or did he love her? And if so...did he love her more than his wife? Where would his life be if he had met Priya first - met her before Raj did? Met her before he met Zoe? Maybe he didn't ask himself these questions because he was afraid of the answer. Or perhaps he just didn't want to put himself through the torture. Whatever his feelings were for Priya, he couldn't deny that his lust for her was deeper than any burning desire he had ever felt for a woman. Wanting another woman was one thing. Those 'crushes' would come and go throughout a person's life. But when a 'crush' lasted for years and only grew more powerful, then that was something more.
Priya was no less torn.
She spent the next few weeks after her encounter with Matthew feeling guilty. Oddly, that guilt wasn't over cheating on her husband. Priya's husband Raj was not screwing her. He was good and loyal man, but he had the passion and attention of a cold rock and sex was a chore. For both of them. No, her guilt was her betrayal of her sister. They had become close friends upon reaching adulthood. So much that Priya had moved to Zoe's neighborhood several years earlier. It turns out, in hindsight, that moving closer may have been what got her into this mess.
But over time the guilt faded and again Priya had warmed back up to Matthew. She didn't want to lose the friendship. He was a wonderful, kind man and a great person to talk to. And after a few months she felt as if things were back to normal. But when she was alone with her thoughts, she missed Matthew on that other level. She missed the love and passion that he had given her on those two occasions. She missed how it made her feel. She tried not to think of those things, but it was impossible. Maybe after another few months those thoughts would finally go away. But every time Matthew looked at her it made her heart flutter. The biological responses she could not help.
On this particular Friday, Priya had to borrow something from her sister. She quickly swung by her sister's house, looking forward to seeing her brother-in-law, chatting and having a coffee.
Matthew was on the phone when the door rang, getting some fantastic news about a gig that he was trying to get. He opened the door, smiling at his sister-in-law as he continued to listen on the phone. She walked in, slipping out of her shoes and undoing her coat, shutting the door behind her.
"Okay." He said into the phone. "Great! Good stuff..." he listened again for moment. "Excellent - I'll have it for you on Monday. Okay, thanks again. Bye." He hung up the phone and spun around to face his sister-in-law, a big smile on his face. Priya could not help but smile back, even though she had no idea what he was happy about.
Her thick, black, wavy hair was down to her shoulders. When she smiled, her pretty face beamed light that shined straight to his heart. Her dark, round eyes sparkled.
He grabbed her, arms slipping into her open coat, and gave her big hug, lifting her into the air and spinning her around.
"Yes!" he exclaimed, kissing Priya on the cheek as he set her down. He let her go. She liked it, if she was honest with herself. The tingling in her pussy that always seemed to happen when she was around this man had risen a little. She smiled at him questioningly.
"I got the gig! The one I told you about. This will open a lot of doors for me!" He was pretty excited. Priya's beautiful smile grew bigger. Gawd, seeing that smile never failed to set his heart pounding.
"Congratulay-shuns!" Priya exclaimed, her smile growing bigger yet again, showing her teeth. She stepped forward and put her arms around his neck, giving him a big, tight hug. His arms went around her again, under her coat, squeezing her close. He was conscious of those big tits of hers pressing against him through their clothes. She pulled back a little and kissed him lightly on the mouth and let him go. Even though it was just a congratulatory kiss, electricity had shot through both of their bodies. He still had his hands locked behind her lower back. He wiggled his eyebrows playfully.
"My day is just getting better and better!" he joked, smiling. "Give me another one of those!" He pulled her closer, helping her oblige. Priya laughed merrily, but kissed her brother-in-law on the lips again. She caught the side of his mouth this time, not looking to tempt fate. But as she pushed back, he leaned forward and kissed her mouth again. She stopped moving back, holding still as Matthew stole a second kiss on the mouth. He kissed her again. This time, she kissed back, and he held his lips against hers. Priya opened her mouth a little, allowing him to gently kiss her upper lip. He kissed her once more, this time gently running the tip of his tongue along her lips. She opened her mouth wider and allowed his tongue inside, her arms going around his neck.
Priya sent her tongue into his mouth, and the two began kissing passionately, hungrily. His hands slid down to her ass, squeezing it over her jeans as their tongues danced against one another. Moving his hands up her body to her shoulders, Matthew slid her coat down. She took her arms from around his neck and allowed her jacket to fall to the floor. She was wearing a tight, thin, white top with sleeves that went just past her elbows. They really brought out her tits - one of the rare shirts she wore that truly showed off the size of her chest. Not that Matthew could see this while his tongue was in her mouth.
