"Wale, thanks for watching the little one." Priya said in her West Indian accent.
"No problem." Zoe replied. She was younger than her sister by several years, and didn't have the accent. "I've been dying to spend time with my niece and I'm sure you could use the break."
"I do, I do." Priya chuckled. She was surprisingly comfortable talking to Zoe even though just a few days ago she had spent the afternoon with Zoe's husband. At this point a couple of months into their affair, she didn't feel very much guilt. Now what she felt was more along the lines of jealousy. Now that she knew what it was like to be in the arms of an affectionate, caring man she wanted to feel it all the time. And Zoe had that. "With Raj running errands, it will be nice to have a quiet house for a bit before he gets back."
"I bet!" Zoe agreed. "I'll keep her here for supper and bring her back after."
"Sounds good!" Priya smiled. "I should leave though, and take advantage of an empty house before my husband retorns." She was inching towards the door. She had noticed Matthew outside and was dying to speak with him.
"Okay, you'd better go before your peace and quiet get spoiled." Zoe grinned.
***
Matthew was cleaning the car on that early Saturday afternoon. He knew that Priya was inside the house talking with Zoe and he was dying to just go in and stare. Just looking at his sister-in-law made him happy. But Zoe probably wouldn't appreciate it if he stood there gawking at her sister.
But eventually Priya left and found him in the garage before going to her car. She was wearing jeans and a fuzzy baby blue sweater and he stared at the way her jeans hugged her thighs as she approached. She met him in the garage and he slipped his arms around her, hands locking onto her slender bum as he looked into her eyes.
"Kiss me." She said softly. He kissed her full lips gently, then he kissed them again. When he kissed her again her mouth was open a little and he slipped his tongue inside, placing his hand on her side. He could still feel the heat of her body through the thick sweater. Suddenly, Priya squeezed her arms around him and her long tongue slid into his mouth. She purred, her nimble tongue slowly teasing around his mouth as he slid his hand under her sweater and the shirt underneath and up her naked back. Her warm skin was smooth to the touch. He loved feeling her tongue brush across his throat as his hand cupped her breast over her bra and gave it a squeeze. She broke the kiss, chest heaving as she gasped for breath. She looked up at him, smiling and showing her teeth.
"My house is empty for the next hour or two." Priya ordered, her Indian accent clear. Her tongue moistened her lips as her dark eyes looked up at him. He didn't hesitate.
"I'll be right there."
It was nothing to go in and tell his wife that he had to swing by the store, and he practically followed Priya's car back to her house. When she got out of her car she waited for him to park and watched him approach, a big smile on her face. It was all they could do not to embrace or hold hands - neighbors were watching. They walked to her front door and went inside.
She slipped out of her shoes and he did the same. Her dark, captivating eyes looked up at him sweetly. They were silent for a moment, as if communicating their unspoken love telepathically. He offered his hand. When she took it, the electricity ran between them. Holding hands, they turned and walked up the stairs. What they wanted was unspoken, it was just known.
Matthew watched her bare feet pad up each step and then down the hall. She had small feet that were quite cute, with unpolished toenails. His heart pounded at the thought of being with this woman again. He could feel his love for her overwhelm him and he fought it down. To slip up and say those words aloud would scare her away, and things would end just like that.
In the master bedroom, Priya turned to him with a smile on her face and lust in her eyes.
"I missed you." She said softly. Her heart was also beating quickly. She was able to lie to herself about her feelings for her brother-in-law...until she was with him. Then there was no denying them.
She stood passively as Matthew pulled down the zipper of her sweater, looking into her dark eyes the entire time. Her sweater parted, exposing her snug black t-shirt that hugged her torso nicely. The sweater fell from her shoulders and he grabbed her shirt, sliding it up her body, slowly revealing exotic brown skin and the subtle stretch marks on her slightly-rounded belly. Her large tits were straining against her black bra, her cleavage drawing him in like a magnet. He pulled the shirt over her head and off, dropping it to the floor. Priya grabbed his shirt and raised it up his torso, pulling it over his head and off and dropping it on the floor.
He kissed her mouth, lips smacking loudly. He undid the button on her jeans and pulled down the zipper. He pulled them down off her slender hips and they fell to the floor, revealing black lacey panties. She undid his jeans and they fell to the floor as well, revealing a huge tent in his underwear. The two in-laws were already down to their underwear.
She flung her arms back around him and pressed her lithe, near-naked body against his. Matthew's hands caressed down the warm skin of her back, sliding into her lace panties and getting a good grip on her bum cheeks. The flesh on her smooth cheeks was cool and he splayed his fingers wide and squeezed, pulling her flush against his body.
She chuckled as she kissed him. Then her long, nimble tongue slipped into his mouth and they kissed passionately. For the next minute, the two in-laws stood beside his bed, lips smacking as they made out. His hands were massaging her cheeks, sometimes crisscrossing to the other cheeks and copping a different kind of feel. His fingertips trailed just inside her crack, giving another squeeze. He could feel her belly pressing against his erection through his underwear as her long tongue snaked deeper into his mouth. She exhaled and moaned softly, their kisses echoing in the bedroom.
Priya broke the kiss and sat down on the bed, her face just in front of the hard tent in his underwear. She grabbed his briefs and tugged them down his legs, freeing his rigid member. It wobbled back and forth before her pretty face. She wrapped her right hand around it and slowly stroked him. Her pretty eyes looked up at him and she smiled nervously. Her smile lit up the room, as it did every time. Matthew's heart did a cartwheel. Her dark eyes were gorgeous - they haunted his every thought.
She leaned forward and shyly gave his mushroom head a kiss. Then she pressed her lips against the tip and slowly parted them, slipping his helmet inside. Seeing those full lips wrapped around the top of his cock had him trembling. She slid her lips down a couple of inches and then back up. Then she went down a little further. Her mouth was nice and hot around him. By the third bob, he hit the back of her throat and she fit just over half his manhood inside. She held him there for a moment, looking up at him, blinking. She sucked, her cheeks caving in.
"Oh wow..." he moaned. She chuckled a little with her mouth full. Then she started sliding her lips smoothly up and down his shaft. Her face was unobstructed thanks to her hair being tied back in a loose ponytail. 'Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!' the sucking noises started to emerge as her saliva gathered on his pole. Her lips were wrapped neatly around him and her pace was steady. There was a look of concentration on her face. He exhaled and his breath was shaking. He ran his gaze down her near-nude form, all the way down to where her cute toes touched the floor as she sat the edge of the bed.
She pulled him out of her mouth. 'Pop!' She smiled at him, her hand stroking him.
"Do you like that?" she said sweetly.