Another brutal day at work had finally ended. I was working summer hours in the foundry, 3 am to 1 pm, meaning I didn't see much of my family since when they were home I was trying to get some rest. I had worked the last few weekends so the horrible work schedule meant my wife and I hadn't had sex for weeks. I considered this as I drove home, my cock getting hard. I would have an hour or two before my wife (a teacher) and kids got home from school. It might be nice to work a load out.
As I drove down our street I saw a car in our driveway. Tiffany's. My wife's sister was out of work and my wife had offered to pay her to help clean our house. I didn't know the schedule they worked out, but obviously today was cleaning day. She's divorced and trying to support herself, so any source of income helps.
I walked in the door and gave Tiff a quick hug. She's about 12 years younger than me, early thirties, and was wearing shorts with a t-shirt with a low neckline. Tiff is petite, cute but not a knockout. We have been good friends since meeting. She was just a kid when I was dating her sister, but matured into an attractive woman.
I changed out of my work clothes into a pair of nylon sport shorts, grabbed a beer and sat down to chat with Tiff. We talked about her job search. She had several leads but nothing that really interested her. I glanced at the curve of her small breasts and felt my cock swell just a little. I've always preferred smaller tits, and Tiff's t-shirt exposed enough to catch my eye. She slid off the couch and sat on the floor, leaning back against it. I grabbed another beer and sat on the ottoman facing my sister-in-law. Taking a long draw from the bottle, I saw her eyes on my crotch. I took a second swig, and when I looked again her attention turned back to our conversation. She shifted and in the process pulled the front of her shirt a bit lower. Now there was no doubt that my cock was lengthening. I'm not huge, 7.5 inches when fully erect, but I've always been satisfied with my circumcised cock. I did dress it up by getting a Prince Albert piercing. As my meat slowly thickened, Tiff's eyes were locked on my shorts. I realized I was going commando and she could see up the leg of my thin shorts. I shifted forward just a little, my shorts riding higher on my legs. After a few beers my inhibitions we're lowered and I was ready to see what would happen.
The excitement of the situation aroused me further and I felt my shaft push further down my leg. Tiffany squirmed, still staring. By now I was half hard and growing. I knew the head of my cock would be nearing the opening of my shorts. I was leaking precum now and I could feel it dripping from the tip of my member. I knew I should cover myself, but Tiff seemed fascinated and I was to the point I really didn't care what she could see. More blood flowed into my cock and when I glanced down I could see the head and just a little shaft extending beyond the leg of my shorts, the ring in my piercing shining. A long line of precum hung from the red tip.
