My sister-in-law Anita was living in the little one-room guest house in our back yard for a while. Anita is about 39 years old, but she keeps her body in great shape, and a lot of people think she is in her mid-20s. She is about 5'4" and probably weighs just a little over 100 lbs.
Anita and I had one sexual encounter a few months earlier, but we were both drunk at the time and embarrassed the next day, so nothing more came of it.
Since she was the first one really living in the guest house since we bought the home four years earlier, there were quite a few things that needed to be repaired out there. As the "man of the house," I took it as my chore to make sure things got done.
On this one particular day, she got home from her work and stopped to talk to my wife, Karen, and I in the main house. She was dressed in a nice black skirt, a pink camisole, and a black jacket. Very nice, very professional looking. She always did dress to accent her assets, and this time was no exception. I was thinking that it would be nice to get under that skirt, but it was at least nice to just sit and talk to her. She mentioned that one of the faucets in the guest house wasn't working well, and I told her that I would go out and take a look at it as soon as my baseball game on TV was over. I was grateful to have a legitimate excuse to talk to her some more. She seemed happy with that and went out to the guest house.
The baseball game ended pretty quickly, and I put on a pair of old sweats and a painting T-shirt so I didn't mess up my work clothes fixing the faucet. I walked out to the guest house and saw that Anita only had the screen door closed. I walked in, and there was Anita with only a pair of pink thong panties on. My dick immediately rose to attention. Anita tried to cover her breasts, but I could still see plenty.
"God, you've got a hot body," I rasped.
"Get out!" she snapped at me, and I took one more quick look before I turned and opened the door. Apparently, as I turned, she saw my hard dick straining against the sweatpants I was wearing at the time, and she said, "Hold on just a second."
I immediately turned back to look at her again. She dropped her hands from their protective position as she walked over to me. She reached down and stroked my fully erect dick through my pants. Her other hand reached inside the waistband of sweats and underwear to take my dick in her hand. She reached up and kissed me, and our tongues intertwined in our mouths. She was now stroking my dick in a wonderful way, and I wrapped her in my arms and started pushing her back toward her bed.
When she backed into the edge of the bed, she sat down. I tried to push her back onto the bed, but she pushed my hands off. Instead of lying back on the bed, she sat on the edge and pulled my pants and underwear down over my hips. She continued to stroke my dick, which now had a drop of pre-cum glistening on the end of it. She leaned forward and licked off the drop, and a little moan escaped my lips.
"Hmmmm," she said, "it looks like you ought to do something with this." She licked around the head of my dick, spreading more of the pre-cum around it.
"Mmm, you taste good," she muttered, before taking the whole head into her mouth. She started bobbing her head back and forth, and it felt so warm and good.
"Oh, god, that's great," I muttered. I reached down and took the back of her head in my hands, and my hips were doing little thrusts, but then she gagged a little and drew back.
"Sorry," I mumbled, "but it feels too good."
"Hmmm," she said. "Maybe you need somewhere else to put that thing." My dick was dripping little strings of pre-cum onto her legs, and she rubbed one of her hands over the little pools that were formed. She quickly pushed me back a little and then stood up, while licking the salty fluid from her hand. She pushed her panties down over her hips, and said, "Wait a second."
