My wife Jen has four terribly good-looking sisters, but I guess one of them stands out, Shannon. Their ancestors are Japanese, on her dad's side, and among them, it was Shannon who kept those Asian facial traits. Shannon is the fourth sister, and she now lives in Paris as she's doing a master's degree there.
I had the opportunity to visit France last summer. I went to Lyon to do a short summer course, and once I finished, I decided to visit my gorgeous sister-in-law. Shannon lives in a small studio apartment near the Eiffel Tower. We had talked about meeting once I was done with this course, and she had told me that despite her place being tiny, I was very welcome to stay there.
My summer course ended, and I took a fast train to travel to Paris. I arrived in the French capital, and Shannon was waiting for me at the train station. She looked amazing. A light green summer dress revealed her curves, and her deep cleavage exposed part of her medium-sized breasts. We said hello and hugged. It was great to see her again.
We immediately went to her place to leave my bag. The apartment was really small as she had already described it. It was just one space with a mini kitchen and a door where you could find a bathroom. She just had a small couch and a twin bed. She told me she had been trying to get an inflatable mattress, but most of her friends were gone and the others didn't have any mattresses. That meant she and I had to share her bed in the meantime.
That first day, she showed me around. Paris is a beautiful city, and I really enjoyed what I saw. The only problem was the heat. It was really hot at that moment. That first night we slept together, and apart from her turning and tossing the whole night, nothing significant happened. The next day she told me it had been hard to sleep because it was really hot. What happens in Paris is that it's really hard to find air-conditioned buildings, especially if they are old.
The second day was so cool since I got to visit the most significant landmarks in the city. We walked a lot that day, and we arrived home late at night. Once again, the night was super-hot. It seemed that there was a heatwave, and it was scorching, even at night.
Shannon complained about not being able to sleep due to the temperature. She told me she was not used to sleeping with clothes, which made her feel hotter. She was wearing a t-shirt and some shorts. I suggested that she slept without her t-shirt, and I told her I would not look at her at all. She hesitated but ended up taking off her t-shirt. Well, I guessed she did. I couldn't see anything since her place was very dark.
It seemed that she could sleep better because I didn't feel her move so much during the night. The next day I woke up early, like at 6:30, as I just couldn't continue sleeping. I turned around because I was feeling very uncomfortable, and as I finished my movement, my eyes were fixed on Shannon and her beautiful round boobs, which were uncovered. They were so gorgeous I just couldn't take my eyes off them. She looked so fine, sleeping there half-naked, so innocent. I felt like touching her tits, licking them, devouring them, but I had to behave myself.
I stared at her and her amazing boobs for about two hours until she started to move and finally woke up. I pretended to be sleeping, and I heard how she put on her t-shirt and got up. She went to the bathroom, and when she came back, I pretended to be waking up. We said hello, and she told me she had slept so much better.
That morning, we went sightseeing again. I was amazed by the beauty of the city, and I must admit Shannon and I were having a really good time, talking, laughing, sharing that moment together. In the afternoon, we went back to her place and decided to rest for a while since we were going to a club that night.
The evening came and we started to get ready. I put on some light clothes, some linen pants, and a nice shirt while Shannon put on a stunning patterned dress that revealed part of her wonderful boobs.
We had dinner in the center of Paris and then went to the disco. The place was packed with people who seemed to be having a great time. We had some drinks, danced, and enjoyed ourselves. Finally, we went back to her place at around 2 am.
When we got there, she told me she was not sleepy at all and asked me if I wanted some wine. I accepted as I didn't want to go to bed either, and she brought a bottle of red wine and two glasses. We had a toast and tasted the wine. It was so intense and so good. "I'm so hot again. I had never experienced such a summer here in Paris," she confessed.
"I know. It's boiling."
"I wish I could just walk naked around the place."
"Ha-ha! Well, you can do it if you want. I mean, last night you slept without clothes. There isn't any problem with that."
We were both a little drunk, so we laughed and laughed.
