Meg: "What? Oh, you never saw any such thing."
Jenn: "True, I didn't see anything but I could hear a lot. Do you still breathe out through your teeth when you come, kinda making a hissing noise?"
Meg: "Jenn, I never. . . . "
Jenn: "Oh yes you did. Fairly often as I recall. You actually thought that I was asleep? "
Meg: "Yes, I think that you were asleep and only dreaming."
Jenn: "Right, I've got to sort some old clothes, want to help?"
The sisters finished their tea and then went together up to the second floor where clothes were spread up and down the hallway. Jenn explained the three piles: Keep. Toss, and charity bin. She had a serious aversion to putting personal clothes into the charity bin; 'they're just too personal or have too many memories.' So, throwing them out was preferable to letting someone else wear them.
The girls chatted on while sorting the clothes. Jenn, of course, just tossed the garments into the appropriate pile. She occasionally asked Meagan's opinion on one or two items. Meg mostly moved the clothes around and handed them, one at a time, to Jenn for a decision. Jenn tossed a short, red-plaid wrap around 'school-girl' skirt onto the 'toss' pile. Meg picked it up and asked: "You're tossing this, why?"
Jenn: "I just can't see myself wearing it anymore. John always liked it and it has gotten me 'laid' a few times, so it has too many fond memories for it to go to the charity bin."
Meg: "You've had it for a long time, I've always liked it. In fact, I think that you loaned it to me a couple of times. You shouldn't just toss it like an old rag, think of John."
Jenn: "I am, well maybe I'll keep it. John really likes it on me."
Meagan was thinking to herself: 'I wonder if we can still wear the same clothes. It looks like were still about the same size, only my tits are bigger.' With that, she took the skirt and went into the bathroom to 'try it on', just for the fun of it. Jenn continued to sort the clothes and collected up the toss pile to take down to the garage. She had only been gone a minute when Meagan emerged from the bathroom wearing the little skirt and said: "Well, what do you think" to nobody at all. The hall was empty. "Jenn?" she called, but there was no answer. Jenn was, by that time, stuffing the toss pile of clothes into the trash bin, on the other side of the house.
Meagan walked downstairs looking for her sister and was stood in the living room by the front door trying to figure out where Jenn had gotten off to. John chose that moment to walk in the front door. As usual he was looking slightly down to keep from tripping on the entry way rug when he spotted the backs of Meagan's legs and followed them up to see his favorite little plaid skirt. Without saying a word, he slipped his hand under the back of the skirt and grabbed a handful of ass. Taken by surprise, Meagan rose up onto her toes and let out a little squeal. John immediately realized his mistake and withdrew his hand.
John: "Oh my God Meagan, I thought that you were my Jenn standing there. She has a skirt just like that one and I thought that it was her. I'm terribly sorry . . . ." He was stammering on. Meg turned and put her hand on his arm: "This is her skirt; I'm just trying it on. Don't worry about it. your secret is safe with me."
Just as John was calming down, Jennifer came in from the garage. She saw her husband and her sister standing by the front door and said: "Oh good, you're home. I need a little help bringing the rest of the sorted clothes down to go to the charity bin. Oh, Meagan, that skirt still fits you."
Meagan spun herself around for a good viewing and Jenn smiled and said: "You know, I think that I'll keep it."
Jenn kept on walking and started back up the stairs. John was still a little shook and started apologizing to Meg again: "Meg I'm really sorry. . . " She cut him off by saying: "It's OK John, it was an accident. I won't be telling Jenn anything."
John looked relieved when Meg said: "That is, with Jim away I sort of miss that sort of thing. Do it again and we'll call it even." She turned her back to him and leaned herself over a little presenting him with a really irresistible view. John, not believing his luck, reached back under the skirt and gave her ass a good groping. Meg pushed herself back against him a little, saying: "Yessssss, Thanks." Walter removed his hand and decided that he needed to sit down. Meg walked directly to the stairs and started up, without looking back at John.
"He'll be right up Jenn" said as Meg walked back to the bathroom to change back into her 'work clothes' slacks. Jenn managed to get the charity bin pile into one huge armload and started down the stairs. John was in the kitchen when Jenn went through, he was drinking a glass of water. "Thanks for the help" she quipped as she went past him back out to the garage. By the time that Jenn had put the load into the trunk of her car and got back to the kitchen, Meg was there and John was gone. Meg handed the little skirt to her sister and said: "I better get going, lots to do before supper." Meg kissed her sister and went out through the front door.
Jenn walked into the living room and watched her sister leave. She was still holding the little skirt when John came up behind her. He put his arms around her waist and said, with his face buried in her neck: "Put that skirt on for me."
Jenn: "What? You want me to put this on, now?"
John: "Yes, please. Pretty please?"
Jenn felt his stiffening cock pressing against her butt and understood that John suddenly has a need. 'Was it Meg that got him going? She was wearing the skirt when John came home, maybe seeing it on her gave him ideas.' Well, who cares? She pulled herself away from John and went into the half-bath down the hall by the family room. She quickly changed into the little skirt leaving her jeans folded on the toilet seat. She was wearing a sweat shirt, not really sexy, so she took that off, too.
When she walked back toward the kitchen, she was only wearing her bra and the little skirt. John kissed her and quickly turned her around; bending her over the kitchen table. He pressed himself up against her nicely shaped and incredibly posed ass. With, what seemed like one quick motion, John reached under her skirt and whisked her knickers down to her ankles. He dropped his pants and underwear as one, and was already fully erect.
Jenn hadn't been taken in 'surprise sex' in a long time, but she found herself remarkably 'turned on.' With her upper body supported by the table, she arched her back and presented herself for a good, old-fashioned 'rogering.' John seized the opportunity and grabbed his cock; he ran it up through Jennifer's now moist slit until he located the wettest and softest part. Pushing himself forward, he entered her and was pleasantly surprised when Jenn pushed herself back forcing him in all the way. John reached around her and quickly located her swollen clit poking out from her extremely moist pussy lips. While rubbing her clit, he started to saw himself in and out of her. John would never tell Jenn about his encounter with Meg, but he couldn't get the thought of his sister-in-law's fine, soft ass out of his mind. They were both so caught up in the moment that it only took a few strokes before John started unloading into Jennifer's insides. Jenn was right 'with him' and when she felt the first pulse of John's semen flow into her, she went off and had a thoroughly satisfying orgasm.
John's erection soon began to fade and they both felt the need to separate before anyone got home from after school activities or came stomping in from the backyard and found them 'fucking like bunnies' on the kitchen table. John withdrew what remained of his rapidly shrinking manhood and did a quick squat to retrieve his pants and underwear, which were still bunched around his ankles. Before he started to stand back up, he had a great view of his deposit running back out of his wife's vagina and beginning to trickle down the inside of both of her legs. Not wanting to miss the opportunity, John planted a big noisy kiss on both of her ass cheeks.
Jennifer was stood up by the time that John got all the way back up. He quickly fastened his pants and redid his belt. Ignoring his untucked shirt, he turned his wife around by her shoulders and thanked her with a long passionate kiss. Jenn responded to the kiss and thought to herself: 'I really can't get rid of this skirt.' As John continued to hug her, she remembered her knickers which were still down on the floor. With her butt against the table, she had to push John to get him to step back. She reached down and grabbed her underwear and quickly bunched it up into her fist.
With the little skirt barely covering her pretty little ass, Jenn started toward the living room intending to go up to change: "I better put something else on before the boys get home." With that, she started up the stairs while John enjoyed the view from the first floor.
