SIL moves in
My wife Sue and I live conservatively in a 2 bedroom apartment, living well within our means so we don't have to stress about finances. Nothing fancy, just comfortable. We both have good jobs, work hard and play hard. My wife enjoys working out and as we have slipped into our 30's, still looks as good as she did at 18. We have no kids, as my wife is unable to, and we have one niece that we treat as if she is our child by my brother. About a year prior, my brother started acting odd, and took a remote job that had him traveling a lot, so we got to see our niece quite often, as his wife came by often feeling alone, or needing a hand watching her as she tried to handle everything like a single mom.
About 6 months later, my brother dropped off the face of the earth, no calls, no contact, bills added up, rent due, and pretty soon my SIL Amy let us know they were being evicted from their apartment. Best any of us could tell was that my brother was hiding for some reason, but we were not about to let his wife and our niece go without. We let them move in with us as we tried to help figure out what was going on.
Initially this felt like a temporary situation, so they stayed in what was our extra room/office, and we converted it into their bedroom, moving our computer into our room and consolidating. The apartment was not large, but it did have a shared small bathroom off the hallway with a bathtub, and another bathroom in the master suite with a stall shower in it. At this point in time my niece was 8, her mother had just hit 30, and was feeling pretty down. My wife decided to treat her like a sister and tried to make her feel like family.
My SIL Amy wasn't in the greatest physical shape, didn't wear makeup, and even her clothes were pretty worn and old. She had been working hard to try and keep everything going for Ann (our niece), and let herself go in the meantime. By the time she had been in our home for 6 months, she was beginning to go with my wife to work out, she was working hard at her job and with all of us there, we were able to provide a home and schedule that was working well for Ann.
One thing that began to happen, which was a bit of a surprise to me, was that my wife gradually stopped acting like we were a married couple while allowing relatives to live with us. Our romantic time was gone, and any alone time was disappearing, let alone any privacy.
One night in particular, we were planning on going out for some dinner, and I jumped in the shower real quick to clean up. As I went to get out of the shower and dry off, my wife and Amy were walking into the small bathroom wearing only panties and bras and talking about some makeup they would try. I was drying my hair and tried to cover up quickly, not realizing they would be in there, and I had not brought my clothing in with me. My wife shrugged it off, and just kept talking with Amy, as if it was no big deal. I had to squeeze by them wrapped in the towel and try to put on clothing in the bedroom, fully in view of both of them, but with my back turned. It was quite hard to concentrate knowing I was buck naked, and both my smoking hot wife and my SIL (who wasn't really my type) were within view barely covered with underwear themselves as they acted like I wasn't even there. I also didn't want either to see I was now having a hard time concealing m dick that had grown obscenely.
My wife invited Amy and Ann with us for dinner, so we didn't even get to talk about the situation until bedtime that night. She indicated she never even thought about it at the time, and she wasn't jealous, so she felt I should just get over it. She said Amy has seen men naked before, it again was no big deal.
Over the next few weeks, I would notice Amy would be in the bathroom with my wife as my wife showered, or doing makeup, sometimes my wife was topless, depending on what she was going to wear later, but at least Amy tended to have at least a bra on. I found myself trying to use the other shared bathroom for things if they were in ours, even just to go pee, as they didnt think I needed privacy. The only time this was an issue was if Ann was taking a bath, and even then, I was starting to be more of the Dad figure for her, so I was helping her in and out of the tub and helping her dress. Still, I just wasn't going to stand in front of my niece taking a leak. This has become our new life.
After 2 years of them being with us, and no word from my brother, we began having a discussion of Amy getting a divorce so she could start to have an opportunity to date, and move on with her life. We helped her get an attorney, and in a short period of time she was divorced.
She went on a few dates, but continued her daily work outs with my wife. She had also moved up in her job, was making a bit more money. However, with rent prices skyrocketing in our area, there was no way she would be able to move into her own place yet. We had adapted to having several people in our home, so we were fine helping make it all work.