These stories may be true or just a fragment of my warped mind, that's entirely up to the reader to decide. The events are pretty much as I remember them adapted into a story to spice them up a little. Happy reading.
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Ellen and I, well, the whole family really were called to an urgent family meeting. The Wife's uncle had phoned everybody. He owned a four-bedroom house. The water tank burst in the loft that flooded the house, ruining the bedrooms and bathroom, causing thousands of pounds of damage.
The Wife's cousins, Rachel, and Debbie were tiny at five feet four or five. Both slim and could easily pass for school age but were in fact 18 and 23. Rachel always reminded me of a young Kim Wiled with her looks. She was softly spoken and quiet most of the time. Debbie by contrast was outspoken. She wore glasses and had always been flirty around me.
We squeezed into the packed front room. I sat on the outside of the group on a chair at the table facing the kitchen. Ellen sat on the sofa with the in laws. Rachel looked rather good in light blue trousers with a thin white belt and cartoon themed top that made her look 13. She took drink orders and approached me.
Her soft blue eyes met mine and she returned my smile. Id like a cup of tea. I couldn't help but study her slim petit body and arse as she turned and headed for the kitchen. It was then I noticed Debbie. She was sitting on a bean bag just by the kitchen door with her back against the wall. She was staring at me as I lusted at her sister.
She was wearing jeans, and a black jumper. Her hair loose. She eyed me with a look that suggested she was displeased I'd given her sister eyeball attention. She began her usual flirting and I found myself returning it. The meeting began. I wasn't really involved with it, I just sat listening. I was however distracted by Debbie.
Every time I looked across at her, she caught my gaze. She was sitting with her knees up under her chin and every time I looked across at her she spread them. She looked around the room, to check nobody was watching, I guess, then spread her legs making suggestions with her eyes. Rachel started bringing in the teas and coffees and I eyed her again.
Debbie eyed me and slid a hand onto the inside of her thigh. I watched as she slid her hand down to her crutch and with two fingers started rubbing herself. Debbie, according to my wife, was always flirty around married men, it was just the way she was and meant nothing. This was a little more than just flirting I thought.
She knew what she was doing, and it made my cock twitch. She was teasing me, and I knew that, and I was going to enjoy it. I'd never looked at Debbie sexually before, but now, now I knew of my wife's infidelity...
Now I eyed her thinking what I would do to her. My cock was erect and making a bulge in my trousers as she bounced up and disappeared into the kitchen behind Rachel and started helping her sister with the drinks.
Where I was sat nobody could see my tent, so I didn't bother hiding it. And that was a mistake. I was asked as question by one of the in laws. I turned my head to answer and all too late to notice Rachel coming into the front room from the kitchen.
She handed mugs to the in laws and I caught her looking as she scanned my bulge, her face started to redden as I flirted at her. She knew exactly what it was and shyly and trying to act innocent she looked away and went back into the kitchen. My cock got stiffer as I thought that Rachel had now seen my bulge and been mildly interested, or so I imagined.
Rachel came back in with three mugs, followed by Debbie. I wasn't sure if Debbie had spotted my predicament or not, but she was meant too. She was taking no real notice. As Rachel handed over two mugs to her parents and settled down with her own, Debbie stood by the table in front of me talking to her mum.
Debbie put two mugs down on the table and knocked off a place mat. Straight away she bent down, her left hand going on my thigh and slipping up to my crutch while her other hand recovered the place mat. Her fingers suddenly felt my bulge and she squeezed it before standing up straight all the time talking to her mum.
She took a mug and returned to her bean bag. Our eyes met again, and she was smiley and eyed me intently. She again looked around the room. All was clear, she made it obvious what she was doing, her fingers were pressed against her crotch and she thrusted looking at my erection. She flicked her eyes at me nodding.
Had she just suggested she wanted to fuck. Yes, she was teasing, but it was my turn to check the room, nobody was paying any attention. I checked Debbie was watching and held my tent and looked at her crutch, then into her eyes and thrusted. I smiled and nodded. She seemed to be pleased.
The meeting was about putting up one of the girls for a couple of weeks while the house was repaired. I hoped it would be Debbie. If she were being serious, I had thoughts of giving her as much cock as she wanted and a bit more, otherwise, I had no idea when I would get to find out if she wanted to fuck. My thoughts were soon dashed when it was agreed we'd take Rachel as it was easier for her, for collage and work. Debbie was going to her brothers and sister in laws. It was probably a good thing.
Part two.
It had been just over a week since we'd taken Rachel in. I was on late shifts, so I didn't see her. It was for that reason I suppose that I'd forgotten she was around. I stirred with a faint sound of an alarm going off somewhere in the distance. The space next to me empty. My wife was up or had already left for work. It was just getting light outside, so it was after seven.
I closed my eyes, but morning wood then started to dictate things. I slipped straight out of bed and walked out the bedroom and down the short hallway straight into the kitchen. The light was already on. I flicked the kettle on as I passed and headed towards the bathroom.
It was my turn to go red faced as the toilet system kicked in and Rachel came out the small room. For a second time, I had an erection, but this time however, it was now bare sticking out the gap in my boxer shorts. She noticed straight away and tried not to pay attention to it. She just smiled saying morning and allowed me into the room.
It was several minutes before I was brave enough and soft enough to venture out the bathroom. Rachel stood at the counter still in her flimsy nightie making tea. I eyed her thinking how naughty this would look if Ellen came in. Me in only my boxers and Rachel with just a nightie on, not even any knickers either. And her breasts, small, but about right for height. They were obvious as she turned slightly to ask tea or coffee and she'd bring it in if I wanted.
Tea I beamed and quickly disappeared back into the bedroom, leaving the door open. I snuggled back in bad, it was just after seven thirty and the daylight crept through the thin curtains lighting up the room.
I couldn't believe my eyes. I was lying on my side facing the door when Rachel walked in. In her hand my tea. Still wearing that flimsy short nightie and still no underwear. I could see her pussy, the lovely lips surrounded by a layer of pussy hair. My god how naughty. She obviously wasn't aware or appeared not too. She placed my mug on the side and turned away. I admired her rear as she departed.
I could hear Rachel in the kitchen, she was milling about getting herself ready for collage I assumed. Then she swore, I'd never heard her swear ever since I known her, that really surprised me. She appeared at the bedroom door; she was wearing jeans now but still had her nightie on. She was also holding the left side of her head.
She'd caught her bracelet up in her necklace somehow and tangled in her hair. I sat up straight away as she asked if I could help. She slid onto the bed kneeling next to me. I managed to release her bracelet within seconds. Her necklace though was a different matter. I could see down her nightie and her breasts. They were bigger than I'd first thought.
I felt lucky, in the space of ten minutes I'd seen her pussy and now her breasts. My cock twitched and very soon began to swell. My horror as I realised my cock was hardening and pushing up the edge of the duvet, the wrong side of the duvet. I moved slightly but only made things worse and it was nearly there.