“Does she have to stay here?” I asked my wife.
“Yes she does, she’s my sister,” my wife replied. “You know she has nowhere else to go.”
My sister had just called my wife and said that she had finally packed up her bags and left her cheating husband. After she left, she called my wife to ask if she could stay with us for a few days, until she figured out what she wanted to do next. Of course my wife said yes.
“Well, when is she getting here?”
“Not until this evening. She’s taking a plane this afternoon.”
“Well, I hope she’s a little easier to live with than I’ve heard.”
“Oh, I think you’ll find her fun,” my wife said, and went off to work.
The last time I had seen my sister-in-law was almost five years ago, when she was in college. Back then, she was quite the party animal, was up all night, and never slept. I was really hoping that wouldn’t be the case now, especially because she was going to be living with us for awhile.
When I got home later that day, my wife had already gone to pick her sister Misty up from the airport. So I went out to the backyard and did some yard work.
A couple minutes later, I heard the front door close and my wife and sister-in-law were home from the airport. When I started to go back inside I looked up and saw Misty. My jaw instantly dropped at what I saw.
What I saw was without question the hottest woman I’d ever seen in my life. I immediately went back outside because I couldn’t even talk with her in my shocked state. I stooped by the back window so I could still see her as she talked with my sister, and stared.
Standing in my house was a perfect form of a body. Her long legs gave way to a slender waist that led to by far her greatest feature…her large tits. Not only that but she was wearing some sort of tight, form-fitting exercise clothing that showed off every curve of her body, with some definite cleavage up top.
I tried to gather it together, then I walked inside.
“Hi John!” Misty immediately said. With that, she ran and gave me a big hug.
“Thanks for letting me stay here. I really needed somewhere to go.”
To be honest, I never wanted that hug to end. As my body was pressed up against hers, I could feel her tits press up against my body, and it felt great. I almost forgot that I was married and started kissing her right then and there, but I was able to hold it together.