Zoe's got me at her disposal now at virtually all times. I mean, she's got me on video banging her brains out, cumming on her face and thoroughly enjoying it. My wife is pretty relaxed, but that would certainly cause all hell to break lose. And Zoe knows how to play this.
She lives outside the city, but works in town, close to where we live. Sometimes she'd come down on Sunday to shorten the commute on Monday morning. This was one of those Sundays. Weirdly, she hardly paid any attention to me, barely said anything when she came in or during dinner. I didn't think much of it, perhaps secretly hoping she'd let it go we could somehow go back to normal. But if I'm honest, I couldn't stop thinking about her. That cracking body, her immense lust, the taboo of fucking my sister in-law... That night I could hardly sleep my dick was so hard!
In the morning, I get up early to remove myself from this situation and just avoid the thought of her being around me for a while. A quick coffee, a shave and wash, I'll be out before anybody notices. It's all quiet, everyone is still asleep β good.
I run the blade across my face, finishing up the last strokes of my shave and step into the shower. I run my head under the water and get lost in thought.
I flinch in shock as I feel a set of hands coming around, reaching straight for my soft dick. One is squeezing my balls while the other is pulling on my penis.
"Zoe, what the fuck!"
"What babe? Don't want a little shower surprise?"