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The Sister in Law episode 1, nice underwear!My sister in law was divorced. It was a really sad time because she had no idea that he was having an affair, nor did Karen and me. They were both in their mid forties and had no c***dren but seemed happy enough. My wife was really supportive to her, she lived not far away so she helped her through the early difficulties and took some time off. When eventually she went back to work, she was a specialist nurse who travelled the country, she asked me to keep an eye on her which I said I would.It was over a month before I heard from Alison, she rang and said that the conservatory had developed a leak and she was worried that water might run into the electrics. I called around that afternoon after my shift. “Did I ought to call an electrician Pete or is it something you can do? I’ve promised to meet Natasha so I’ll have to leave you to it. I don’t really feel like going but I thought I should make the effort. She was an attractive woman was Alison, always smartly dressed and today she made an effort. Her long dark hair shone and hung loosely over her white flowery shirt and she wore a denim skirt that came just above her knees emphasising her shapely nylon clad legs. “I don’t how long I’ll be, text me and let me know what needs doing; thanks Pete.” She left and I wondered into the conservatory, there was a damp gaziemir escort patch at the top, I went outside and looked up, there seemed to be some discolourment in the brickwork under one of the bedroom windows. I came back in and took my boots off to check upstairs. All was quiet in Alison’s bedroom except the ticking of the clock beside the bed. I was rather surprised by how untidy the room was because she was a very neat and well groomed woman, there were clothes all over the place and I began to pick them up as I made my way to the window. As I threw the clothes on the bed a sudden flash of red caught my eye and I picked up a pair of panties; silky, nylon ones, there was a slight stain on the gusset, I held it to my nose and inhaled. Why did I do that? My cock stiffened. I’d never sniffed panties before. Breathing heavily I began to examine the rest of the clothes, there was a black and red lacey bra, 36d, I took my cock out and rubbed the silky material over it. Why did I do that? Skirt, jeans, vest top, more panties, g string, it smelled good. By now my cock seemed to have reached a size I hadn’t experienced for some time, this underwear was really turning me on. I took my trousers and pants off and pulled the red panties on. Oh, they felt good, soft and silky and stretched across my cock. I lay on the bed, g string gaziemir escort bayan over my face bra in one hand cock in the other; squeezing, sliding my foreskin forward and back, faster and faster. I couldn’t stop, I was panting, eyes closed I imagined it was Alison’s hand. More, more, faster, faster, then I came. And came. Oh, how wonderful and, at that moment, I thought it was almost better than sex. Why did I think that? It was a minute or two before I realised that my sister in law might suddenly return home, and I needed to clean up. The panties were soaked in sticky warm cum and there was no way I could leave them around for her to know what I was doing. I stuffed them in my overalls pocket and wandered over to the en-suite bathroom. I’d forgotten that James had converted an old bedroom to make it and was surprised at its cavernous dimensions, it was partly partitioned off to form a dressing room with cupboards, drawers and rails of clothes. I was immediately tempted to explore but time was moving on, maybe on another occasion perhaps. Why did I say that? I turned to the sink to rinse myself and then noticed a damp patch on the corner of the carpet and the wall; the joint on the pipe was leaking, that was the water problem she had! I dressed, s**ttered the clothes around the bedroom similar to how I had found escort gaziemir them and headed back downstairs. I sat at the kitchen table and began to write a text to Alison but as I did I heard the front door open, she immediately dashed into the downstairs loo. I overheard the splash as she emptied her obviously full bladder and then the long sigh of relief that followed it. My cock stiffened. Why did it do that? I quietly closed closed the kitchen door as the toilet flushed not wanting her to know what I had witnessed and called out, “Alison!” “Pete!” She walked into the kitchen throwing her jacket over the chair. “I didn’t realise you’d still be here.” I hesitated before I answered because her blouse was pulled tight across her, what I knew now to be a 36d bust, leaving a gap between the the buttons and the sight of two milky white breasts straining to leave a badly fitted bra. “I …I’ve had a good look” I stuttered, “the problem’s not the conservatory though, it’s your ensuite, there’s a leak on a pipe joint, it’s dripping down to the floor and wall.” “Oh Pete can you mend it?” I was more of a bodging handyman myself and plumbing was not my forte. “I’m not the greatest plumber Alison but I could probably find someone who could do it.” “Would you Pete I’d be eternally grateful.” For a split second I imagined her in the black and red bra and red silky panties lying beside me on her bed being grateful. Why did I think that? “Alright I’ll make a few calls tonight, see what I can do.” “Thanks Pete, I’m out for the day tomorrow but will be home for the rest of the week.” I stood up, she kissed my cheek, and I went home.episode 2 to follow

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