Nearly five months went by this time. It had taken several weeks to get their friendship back to the level it was, but time healed all wounds. Matthew and his wife's sister were close friends again. Closer than ever, in fact. She and her child often came over for lunch, or just to hang out for a couple of hours. On a couple of occasions, when the toddler was at preschool, Priya would swing by for an hour or so for a coffee, just to have a break. The in-laws kept things on a friendship level. Both respected the family, and dared not cross that line again.
Matthew tried to focus on Zoe, his wife. She was a wonderful woman who certainly deserved better. He loved her, and tried not to think about his feelings for her sister. But that wasn't as easy as just telling himself to stop. He had a wandering mind and a vivid imagination. And that imagination always spun his thoughts back to Priya. The way she smiled at him. The way they got along so well. The way her naked body writhed underneath him.
He wouldn't dare ask himself the key questions. Was Priya just a fantasy realized? Or did he love her? And if so...did he love her more than his wife? Where would his life be if he had met Priya first - met her before Raj did? Met her before he met Zoe? Maybe he didn't ask himself these questions because he was afraid of the answer. Or perhaps he just didn't want to put himself through the torture. Whatever his feelings were for Priya, he couldn't deny that his lust for her was deeper than any burning desire he had ever felt for a woman. Wanting another woman was one thing. Those 'crushes' would come and go throughout a person's life. But when a 'crush' lasted for years and only grew more powerful, then that was something more.
Priya was no less torn.
She spent the next few weeks after her encounter with Matthew feeling guilty. Oddly, that guilt wasn't over cheating on her husband. Priya's husband Raj was not screwing her. He was good and loyal man, but he had the passion and attention of a cold rock and sex was a chore. For both of them. No, her guilt was her betrayal of her sister. They had become close friends upon reaching adulthood. So much that Priya had moved to Zoe's neighborhood several years earlier. It turns out, in hindsight, that moving closer may have been what got her into this mess.
But over time the guilt faded and again Priya had warmed back up to Matthew. She didn't want to lose the friendship. He was a wonderful, kind man and a great person to talk to. And after a few months she felt as if things were back to normal. But when she was alone with her thoughts, she missed Matthew on that other level. She missed the love and passion that he had given her on those two occasions. She missed how it made her feel. She tried not to think of those things, but it was impossible. Maybe after another few months those thoughts would finally go away. But every time Matthew looked at her it made her heart flutter. The biological responses she could not help.
On this particular Friday, Priya had to borrow something from her sister. She quickly swung by her sister's house, looking forward to seeing her brother-in-law, chatting and having a coffee.
Matthew was on the phone when the door rang, getting some fantastic news about a gig that he was trying to get. He opened the door, smiling at his sister-in-law as he continued to listen on the phone. She walked in, slipping out of her shoes and undoing her coat, shutting the door behind her.
"Okay." He said into the phone. "Great! Good stuff..." he listened again for moment. "Excellent - I'll have it for you on Monday. Okay, thanks again. Bye." He hung up the phone and spun around to face his sister-in-law, a big smile on his face. Priya could not help but smile back, even though she had no idea what he was happy about.
Her thick, black, wavy hair was down to her shoulders. When she smiled, her pretty face beamed light that shined straight to his heart. Her dark, round eyes sparkled.
He grabbed her, arms slipping into her open coat, and gave her big hug, lifting her into the air and spinning her around.
"Yes!" he exclaimed, kissing Priya on the cheek as he set her down. He let her go. She liked it, if she was honest with herself. The tingling in her pussy that always seemed to happen when she was around this man had risen a little. She smiled at him questioningly.
"I got the gig! The one I told you about. This will open a lot of doors for me!" He was pretty excited. Priya's beautiful smile grew bigger. Gawd, seeing that smile never failed to set his heart pounding.
"Congratulay-shuns!" Priya exclaimed, her smile growing bigger yet again, showing her teeth. She stepped forward and put her arms around his neck, giving him a big, tight hug. His arms went around her again, under her coat, squeezing her close. He was conscious of those big tits of hers pressing against him through their clothes. She pulled back a little and kissed him lightly on the mouth and let him go. Even though it was just a congratulatory kiss, electricity had shot through both of their bodies. He still had his hands locked behind her lower back. He wiggled his eyebrows playfully.
"My day is just getting better and better!" he joked, smiling. "Give me another one of those!" He pulled her closer, helping her oblige. Priya laughed merrily, but kissed her brother-in-law on the lips again. She caught the side of his mouth this time, not looking to tempt fate. But as she pushed back, he leaned forward and kissed her mouth again. She stopped moving back, holding still as Matthew stole a second kiss on the mouth. He kissed her again. This time, she kissed back, and he held his lips against hers. Priya opened her mouth a little, allowing him to gently kiss her upper lip. He kissed her once more, this time gently running the tip of his tongue along her lips. She opened her mouth wider and allowed his tongue inside, her arms going around his neck.
Priya sent her tongue into his mouth, and the two began kissing passionately, hungrily. His hands slid down to her ass, squeezing it over her jeans as their tongues danced against one another. Moving his hands up her body to her shoulders, Matthew slid her coat down. She took her arms from around his neck and allowed her jacket to fall to the floor. She was wearing a tight, thin, white top with sleeves that went just past her elbows. They really brought out her tits - one of the rare shirts she wore that truly showed off the size of her chest. Not that Matthew could see this while his tongue was in her mouth.
He held her tightly in his strong arms. Her heart was pounding with desire as she kissed him urgently. She allowed herself to be backed up slowly. She had no idea where they were going, but she knew that wherever they ended up, his hard, thick, throbbing cock would be inside her. She needed it. It had been too long. She could only hold her desires at bay for so long.
Matthew's hands slid up her back, taking her shirt with them. They broke the kiss, Priya was gasping for breath, looking at him lustfully as she allowed him to pull her shirt up over her breasts, over her head and off. The gorgeous brown skin of her upper body was exposed, and her ample tits were straining against her white bra. She quickly grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head and threw it on the floor, throwing her arms around his neck, lips again searching for his. The two in-laws kissed hard, like long-lost lovers, as he began backing her up again.
It turns out she did not have to back up very far at all. Still kissing him, Priya felt the back of her legs hit the couch. Breaking the kiss, she sat down on the sofa hard, and Matthew could not help that his cock twitched a little at the sight of her breasts bouncing up and down in their bra with the impact. Putting his arms around her, he lay her down on the couch as he kissed her once more. Priya opened her legs, allowing him to get in between them as she lay back. She sent her tongue far into his mouth, her hands caressing up and down his back as her right leg, the one on the inside part of the couch, swung around his waist.
The in-laws ground against each other, breathing laboriously into each other's mouth as they stimulated their genitals through the denim of their jeans. The sounds of their kissing rang throughout the living room, as well as the occasional moan of pleasure.
Matthew began kissing over her cheek to her ear. He sucked her lobe into his mouth briefly, before kissing down her neck. He could hear her panting above him as he sucked the skin of her neck into his mouth. He breathed in her scent deeply. Man, even her skin tasted good on his lips. He kissed down her shoulder, slipping the top of her white bra strap off the shoulder as his lips brushed across her collarbone. He kissed down the slope of her breast, just inside her cleavage, as his fingers slid her strap further down her arm to her elbow.
Priya watched, chest heaving as her brother-in-law slowly pulled the cup of her bra off of her breast, gradually exposing it to him. Her beautiful, dark areola appeared, thick nipple fully erect. He engulfed the tiny nub with his mouth, sucking his sister-in-law's boob as his hands slipped underneath her back and unsnapped her bra. Releasing her nipple, he pulled her bra down her arms and off, freeing both tits completely. His heart skipped a beat at the sight of his gorgeous sister-in-law completely nude from the waist up. He placed both hands on her tits and lay on top of her, kissing back and forth between the two. His tongue flecked across one nipple before he quickly moved to the other. She sighed, longingly, jutting her tits out a little. Her big breasts were soft in his hands and his heart fluttered.
However, there were more important parts of her body to visit, and so Matthew began to kiss down her belly, tongue snaking into her belly button teasingly. His fingers undid the button on her jeans as he kissed the rest of the way down her stomach. As he eased her zipper down, he could see that she was wearing light blue cotton panties. He kissed her bush over top of her panties, breathing in the scent of her arousal. Grabbing her jeans, he pulled downward.
Priya may have been hesitant their first and second time, but she sure wasn't this time. She raised her ass up off the couch and allowed her him to slide her pants down her smooth legs to her feet. One by one, she pulled her feet out of her snug-fitting jeans. He pulled her sock off her right foot at the same time. She was wearing dark cherry toenail polish again, though it was chipped in places as if needing to be redone.
