Chapter 1 - First Kiss
My yearning to touch you where I shouldn't, made me unexpectedly slide my hand up between your legs from behind.
I've known Beth since we were teenagers, she went to college with my wife and she started dating my wife's brother after a few months. We had been on a couple of holidays together in the earlier years but then our own children got in the way and life took over.
We became closer again during the first lockdown, when the restrictions relaxed a little. To make sure nobody was going insane our two families got together quite regularly. We let the children play and we always had interesting conversations between the adults. We've kept up seeing each other more often and the kids occasionally sleep over at each other's houses.
Beth is naturally pretty, she doesn't normally wear makeup and doesn't need to. She is about 5ft 3in tall, slim but with a killer ass that I enjoy looking at. Brunette with long, thick hair that she normally has in a plait or tied back in a ponytail. She's got a great set of boobs. They are not massive but also not small, somewhere in the middle but fit perfectly with her figure.
There has always been a spark between us that has never ignited. The odd look or twinkle in the corner of her eye. A smutty comment or sexual innuendo. When we are alone together our conversations always end up steering to the sexual side. It's not something a sister wants to hear about their brother but I'm quite happy listening to what antics they get up to in the bedroom, or elsewhere. To see if I can take something away and maybe add it into our bedroom repertoire. Were both happily married and although there has been the spark and attraction, I've never had a need to take it further, it's always just been a fantasy.
Last summer we went to the local seaside fair and while the kids were on the tame rides, we went on a few of the funfair rides that get your heart pounding. Neither of our partners like the fast rides, its like they were brainwashed by their parents, so they were quite happy to stay with the children. There were a few, fleeting moments when we touched hands on the rides, and it made my pulse race. I couldn't believe the effect, simply touching her hands had on me. It's like I turned back into a teenager that had never touched a girl and got to touch a pair of boobs for the first time. It made me all giddy.