| Straight: Infidelity: My naughty little sister in law (2/5) |
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couldn’t resist. Carefully I removed a tiny red satin and lace nightdress from the drawer, and lay back on the bed. I unbuttoned my trousers, and gently began rubbing myself against the leather of her shoes, while letting the satin of her underwear slide over my chest and neck. I closed my eyes, trying to imagine it was her touching me, brushing against me. Her beautiful round breasts begging to be kissed. Rubbing quicker and harder, my cock as hard as stone, my breath and heart racing, losing myself in the fantasy. Resting the nightdress over my face, picturing her rubbing her tits against me, hearing her beg me to lick them, kiss them, bite them. Within a minute I was ready to cum. “Steve, I’m back! How are you getting on?” Laura’s voice called upstairs from the front door as she closed it behind her. Shit. “Fine, just a second, I’m just finishing up,” I stammered, hoping to God she and Gary would stay downstairs for a moment. Trying to gather up her shoes, her lingerie, pull up my pants all at the same time. Oh god, oh god…there was pre-cum all over the shiny leather of her shoes. Another ten seconds and they would have been dripping with real cum. What was I thinking…? As I tried to get to my feet from the bed, I heard the sound I was dreading: footsteps on the stairs. How am I going to explain this one, I wondered. Laura’s voice again as she climbed the stairs: “Oh that’s great, Gary’s gone to a club but I couldn’t be bothered, so I thought I’d come back and give you a lift home if you’re all done.” I managed to get her nightdress back into her drawer and gently close it as I heard her go into the study. “Steve? Where are you?” My trousers were now up but only the top button was fastened, and my belt lay open… I still had her shoes in my hand and despite the shock my erection was still painfully obvious. I tiptoed as quickly as I could to her shoe cupboard. But too late…the door to the bedroom opened. “Steve, are you ok? What are you doing in here?” I just remember thinking; thank God that Gary’s not here at least. We stared at each other for a moment, my brain racing and trying to find an innocent explanation, but coming up empty. Laura was obviously trying to figure out just what I was up to. Didn’t take her long. “Steve! What do you think you’re doing?” “Listen, Laura, I’m sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking. I was having a bit of a nose around, just got bored. I know I shouldn’t have…” She watched me stammer around for a minute, my face red with embarrassment. Then a strange thing happened. A wicked smile started playing on her lips as she leaned her body against the doorframe, one hand on her hip. “Oh really? Looks like you were enjoying your look around anyway!” This with a slight nod towards my decreasing, but still obvious, erection. I shrugged, couldn’t think of anything to say. “Like those shoes, do you?” She started walking into the room slowly. “Thought I saw you checking them out last week. Bet you’ve had a little look in here too, have you?” She slid past me towards her underwear drawer, and then bent from her waist to open it. Her |
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Teasing the pants right off him--
