This is an extension of my incestuous fantasies but as it entails being told what happens and only watching, I have written it as if it already has.
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My story starts with my husband, Andrew being at home alone. He is mowing the lawn when a car pulls up and out gets Kath, my sister. Kath is 37, mid length black hair, medium size figure, (British size 14) with quite large breasts (36DD). She is very annoyed and slams the car door as she gets out.
"Problems?" Andrew asks.
"Too right, that bastard Clive has been shagging some woman at the office again and I have had enough, where's Al?"
"Sorry Kath, she's not in, she has gone into town."
"Terrific, how long will she be?"
"Who knows maybe an hour, maybe two, maybe less."
"Well I'll wait, got anything to drink?" Kath asks.
Andrew puts the mower to one-side and takes Kath into the house. She makes herself comfortable in the lounge and he opens a bottle of wine.
The two of them sit in silence for a while, whilst Kath has a drink and fumes away at what her husband has been doing.
"Look I'll ring Allison on her cell phone, she'll come right home," Andrew suggests.
"No leave her, not a lot she can do anyway apart from offer me sympathy and help me drink this."
"So how long has Clive been seeing this woman?"
"Well he confessed to shagging her last year and said it would never happen again, but now it has, of course he is all apologetic, and promises he'll never do it again, but I think it will, I am just not good enough anymore." And with that Kath starts to cry.
Andrew, like a typical man, doesn't really know what to do, but decides to give her some comfort and goes over to Kath and gives her a hug. For a few moments Kath cries into his shoulder and then turns to him and says "If I was your wife, would you cheat on me?"
"Of course not Kath."
"Why not?"
"Well, Um, because your very nice and if you were my wife I would love you too much."
"Do you really think I'm nice?"
"Course you are Kath, your um very pretty."
"Do you think I have a nice figure? 'cause Clive seems to prefer skinny women."
"You've got a great figure Kath, you look great for a woman in her late thirties."
"I don't think he likes my tits either, have you ever known a man not to like big tits and to prefer little pimples like you see on some of those models?"
"Well each to his own Kath, you know we are all different and some men like some assets on their women and others prefer something different."
"What about you, do you like big tits? After all Al is not exactly Dolly Parton."
"Well you know Kath, I didn't choose Al for her breasts did I?"
"When we were younger though you used to look at my boobs all the time, I can remember that. Remember the time we all went on holiday to Spain , when I was about 18 or 19, you couldn't keep your eyes off me in my bikini and when I dropped my bikini top in front of you, I thought your eyes were going to pop out of your head. You certainly liked big tits then."
"Well yeah, but that is just natural, most men would have enjoyed the sight of you half naked."
"Not Clive anymore, it seems."
"Well more fool him," Andrew said wondering where all this was leading.
Kath jumped up and poured herself another glass of wine.
"Do you want to see my tits again?"
"Kath you're my wife's sister, that wouldn't be a good idea."
"Look she is not here, she'll never know, and you didn't really answer the question, do you want to see them or not?"
"Kath if I wasn't married to your sister the answer would be yes, but there is looking and there is what comes after looking," Andrew said trying to be diplomatic but at the same time wondering just how far this might go.
"I bet you have masturbated over me," Kath said "Yes?"
Yes he had masturbated over her, hundreds of times in the past 20 years and he really wanted her to know that, but at the same time, if all this was just a nonsense he could get into big trouble.
"Kath you are upset about Clive, you are not acting rationally," Andrew said.
Kath put down her glass and lifted up her T Shirt pulling it off, revealing a white lacy bra which Andrew could clearly see her large nipples through.
"Kath, what are you playing at?"
Kath reached behind her and undone her bra, releasing the largest pair of breasts Andrew had ever seen in the flesh. Her nipples were large, and already standing to attention. Kath put her hands underneath her boobs and said "As nice as you remembered?"
Andrew's heart was racing and his cock had already grown hard in his jeans.
"Kath you are so bad," he said but now stood up in front of her. Andrew reached up and caressed Kath's boobs with both his hands, running his thumbs over her nipples. She let out an almighty sigh as he fondled her.
"Kiss me," she said.
Andrew bent down and took Kath's left nipple into his mouth, slowly running his tongue all over it, feeling it grow even harder in his mouth.
"God, I've always wanted you to do this," Kath said, "Suck me harder."