I'll get this out of the way first, my brother-in-law is a complete asshole, and that's being kind. Tom (not his real name) is the type of person that is offensive to everyone and makes fun of everyone, and he's abusive to friends and family alike. The only reason he gets away with it is that he's been a successful businessman and has money.
His wife on the other hand is sweet, kind and would do anything to help someone in need. And she's gorgeous. Ashley (not her real name) is a dirty blonde with blue eyes, great tits that are at least 36DD, a flat stomach in spite of having three kids, a tight ass and toned legs. It doesn't matter what she's wearing she looks good enough to eat.
Her husband treats her like shit and she takes it without complaining. I have never understood their situation. My wife, who also thinks her brother is a dick, thinks that because Ashley grew up poor, Ashley thinks she has to take it "for the sake of the kids."
Ashley and I get along well. At family gatherings, we'd come to relish our hello and goodbye hugs and kisses. I'd pull her into my body and get instantly hard touching and smelling her. She's never verbalized our touches, but I know she got off on it, too. This happened slowly, but we had evolved to the point where we were doing it in plain sight, and nobody noticed. But it drives me crazy and I've fucked my wire senseless many times after a family birthday or party. For nearly ten years, I was always thinking about what it would be like to actually fuck Ashley, then it happened.
When family was together, there was always food and plenty to drink. My brother-in-law made it more and more of a burden to visit with everyone, but we always showed up. Things changed for the better last New Years Eve.
The family had decided to get together to greet 2022 at my brother-in-laws mountain cabin. I wanted to get out of going, but my wife insisted. It was going to be adults only with all the kids left at home with sitters. I knew everyone would be heavily drinking so I decided I would be the responsible one and would monitor my alcohol intake. As it turned out, Ashley had decided the same thing.
I picked up our babysitter (that's another story) and came home. My wife and I drove to the party and she announced she was going to get drunk.
"I know my brother is going to be an ass, so I'm going to ignore him and enjoy myself."
I was okay with that. I was going enjoy being around Ashley and knew she would be eye candy. I didn't think anything beyond that would happen, but I was wrong.