The day that Priya and Matthew were looking forward to finally arrived. Saturday was the night they would spend together at a hotel. Two hours away from home. Completely free of any risk of being caught. No sneaking around. No quickies. No time limits. No looking over their shoulder.
Just the freedom to truly enjoy, love and explore each other.
Priya had trouble concentrating on all the presentations at the conference, constantly crossing and uncrossing her legs. Squeezing her thighs together. Each presentation seemed longer than the last, until the words just became background noise in her brain. It was all she could do to respond to colleagues when addressed.
Her hair was down, but also back in a tight clip, revealing her pretty face. She wore eye-makeup, bringing out arguably her best feature. She had on a white blouse that was sheer enough that if you looked closely you could tell that she wore a white bra, and she also had on formal black pants. She had arrived in Stonestown early in the morning, and at lunch she checked into the room and threw her stuff there.
And then it was back to the conference.
***
Matthew was fighting an erection the entire drive to Stonestown. He would have made it earlier than five, but was mixed up at an exit and it wound up costing him thirty torturous minutes. He stood before Room 617 at precisely five-twenty-two pm. He knocked on the door, heart pounding with excitement. The door opened.
Like an angel from heaven, Priya stood before him. His sister-in-law. His wife's sister. It was wrong. He knew it was wrong. Priya knew it was wrong. But they couldn't help themselves. They tried. They had tried so hard to fight it. In the end, they grew tired of fighting. The fight would have been endless because their love for each other was infinite.
She had the most beautiful smile on her face. Her hair was down, but it was also back -- the sides of her hair, as well as the top, was pulled back in a ponytail while the rest of her hair flowed down behind her just past her shoulders. She wore eyeliner that brought out the most amazing eyes, and lipstick that brought out those thick, sultry lips. Her well-shaped eyebrows were raised a little as she looked up at him.
Priya had changed into a white, long-sleeved shirt that was tight around her upper body and showed just the tiniest slit of her belly. She had also changed into jeans, with white socks on her small feet. The conference ended about a half hour earlier and she didn't realize that she would have time for a shower since Matthew ended up being a bit late. So she had hustled into more casual clothes, and figured the two of them could shower together before dinner.
Matthew's heart was beating furiously. All he wanted in that moment was to hold this woman close and never let go.
Without a word, he stepped up to her, slipping his strong arms around her waist. If her smile could get any bigger, it did. Priya's essence was buzzing with excitement as her lover kissed her on the lips softly. She threw her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his. His hands grabbed her ass over her jeans as he began backing her up towards the bed, his foot kicking the door shut on the way. He stepped out of his shoes as his tongue explored her mouth.
Priya was conscious of her brother-in-law's arousal pressing against her belly through their clothes. The backs of her legs hit the bed and she broke the kiss, falling back onto it, ample bosom heaving with desire. Matthew undid his jacket and let it fall to the floor. He then crawled onto the bed between her open legs. Without a word, he kissed her again, and their tongues immediately shot into each other's mouth. He wanted so badly to tell her how much he loved her and how much he missed her, but his lust wouldn't let him stop kissing her long enough. They were breathing laboriously as they kissed with more passion than ever before. Her tongue was practically going down his throat. He was grinding hard against her.
Without breaking the kiss, he mercifully raised his hips. He reached between them, still rubbing his tongue along hers as his hand undid her belt and button. As his fingers pulled her zipper down, Priya's nimble hands were working his belt. Within seconds, his button and fly were undone and she was pushing his pants and underwear downwards, freeing his stiff cock. He finally broke the kiss and the two of them were gasping for breath as he grabbed her jeans and white cotton panties and tugged them violently downwards. They slid down off her ass, revealing the black rectangle of her bush to him. She raised her legs and pulled her feet out of them one by one. He managed to pull each of her socks off of her pretty feet in one motion, subconsciously noticing that she had painted her nails for him a reddish-brown color.
Priya's feet remained high in the air, long legs spread wide. The dark lips of her treasure were pressed tightly together, tempting. As he lay back on top of her, Priya eagerly grabbed his stiff pole in her left hand, the light from the room glistening off of her golden wedding band as she aimed that engorged manhood of his against her quivering labia.
He thrust and pierced her, three inches of his penis slipping into the hot tightness of her vagina.
"Ohhhh..." she sighed, raising her eyebrows. Her beautiful eyes remained open though, locked on his. Matthew pulled back a little and then pushed forward, this time pushing his entire organ inside her hot, slick treasure. His mouth again covered hers, kissing her passionately as he began to slide in and out of her. She immediately raised her beautiful feet even higher, increasing the wonderful sensation of her lover sliding his cock deep inside her over and over.
The room was filled with the sounds of their loud kissing, and her muffled moans soon joined those sounds.
"Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!" Priya moaned into his mouth, an orgasm rising inside her. He was fucking her hard and frantically, as if with pent-up lust. His groin was slapping against her sensitive, defenseless slit again and again as she kept her legs wide around him. Five minutes ago she was standing in the room waiting for him to arrive and now here she was, getting pounded by an unbending cock. Her feet were flailing wildly in the air, waving back and forth as he thrust hard inside her needy body again and again. His manhood continued to pound into her relentlessly. Her ass was bouncing off the bed, forcing her to meet each of his rapid thrusts. It created a torrid, unsustainable pace. He was impacting her tingling labia and the pleasure wasn't letting up. The tingling inside her core grew. She broke the kiss, looking up at him sweetly.
