As I look into her soft blue eyes I am reminded of a few times when she was more than just my sister in law.
Her long dirty blonde hair caresses her faces and accentuates the natural glow of her skin. Her sunglasses slip down her nose as she looks over her shoulder at me as she climbs into the pool. She giggles softly as the chilly waters fall over every curve of her body. She pauses on the ladder before she dips her waist into the water. She has a look of something more than just the cold water, it's something sensual. I can see from my chair that she is rubbing herself under the water. She claims that it is so cold in the pool she just can't believe it. I know different, as the pool is early 80 degrees. Plenty warm enough to avoid the reaction she is having. I watch her and smile gently at her as she continues to fondle herself. She turns her back as she reaches between her legs. Her head falls back as she carefully wets her hair.
Shaking slightly she jumps up onto an air mattress to work on her tan. I quickly fall into a fantasy of how much I would love to be a sunbeam and have free reign to touch her all over. I touch her long shapely legs, fondling the space between her large breasts and squishing myself into the material of her bathing suit to get at her nipples. It doesn't take me long to realize that I am getting aroused. Thoughts of when she was younger quickly fill my head. I think back to when it all started.
It was a time before the 22 year old was floating before me. I time when most of what happened would get me into a lot of trouble. When I was in my twenties I rented a room in the basement from my mother in law. It was a horrible little dungeon of a basement complete with no heat and poor facilities. But it was mine and I could set my own rules. Due to the fact that I was the only member of the house who didn't work nights, I spent a great deal of time taking care of my sister in law. Many times I would have a shower after work only to find her sitting on the toilet in the bathroom, waiting for me. My usual question of where everyone else was got the usual answer of work. It was just the two of us again. Now many young guys may have had a problem with a girl sitting in the bathroom while they showered, but I kind of liked it.
After a few times of this she caught me at a time when I was feeling considerably excitable. I made a point to open the curtain wide enough for her to see me while I showered. I made a point of rubbing my cock a few extra times to ensure that it started to grow for her. She didn't leave, but just sat there and said very little. I could see her in the shaving mirror as she peered into the tub and looked at my body. Knowing she was doing this got me so excited that I had to stop touching myself for fear of losing control to fast. I turned myself around when I was rinsing my hair to give her a good look at my cock. I heard her make a loud gasp and I heard the door close and she was gone. I thought this was funny and decided to keep it up.