SIL moves in
My wife Sue and I live conservatively in a 2 bedroom apartment, living well within our means so we don't have to stress about finances. Nothing fancy, just comfortable. We both have good jobs, work hard and play hard. My wife enjoys working out and as we have slipped into our 30's, still looks as good as she did at 18. We have no kids, as my wife is unable to, and we have one niece that we treat as if she is our child by my brother. About a year prior, my brother started acting odd, and took a remote job that had him traveling a lot, so we got to see our niece quite often, as his wife came by often feeling alone, or needing a hand watching her as she tried to handle everything like a single mom.
About 6 months later, my brother dropped off the face of the earth, no calls, no contact, bills added up, rent due, and pretty soon my SIL Amy let us know they were being evicted from their apartment. Best any of us could tell was that my brother was hiding for some reason, but we were not about to let his wife and our niece go without. We let them move in with us as we tried to help figure out what was going on.
Initially this felt like a temporary situation, so they stayed in what was our extra room/office, and we converted it into their bedroom, moving our computer into our room and consolidating. The apartment was not large, but it did have a shared small bathroom off the hallway with a bathtub, and another bathroom in the master suite with a stall shower in it. At this point in time my niece was 8, her mother had just hit 30, and was feeling pretty down. My wife decided to treat her like a sister and tried to make her feel like family.
My SIL Amy wasn't in the greatest physical shape, didn't wear makeup, and even her clothes were pretty worn and old. She had been working hard to try and keep everything going for Ann (our niece), and let herself go in the meantime. By the time she had been in our home for 6 months, she was beginning to go with my wife to work out, she was working hard at her job and with all of us there, we were able to provide a home and schedule that was working well for Ann.
One thing that began to happen, which was a bit of a surprise to me, was that my wife gradually stopped acting like we were a married couple while allowing relatives to live with us. Our romantic time was gone, and any alone time was disappearing, let alone any privacy.
One night in particular, we were planning on going out for some dinner, and I jumped in the shower real quick to clean up. As I went to get out of the shower and dry off, my wife and Amy were walking into the small bathroom wearing only panties and bras and talking about some makeup they would try. I was drying my hair and tried to cover up quickly, not realizing they would be in there, and I had not brought my clothing in with me. My wife shrugged it off, and just kept talking with Amy, as if it was no big deal. I had to squeeze by them wrapped in the towel and try to put on clothing in the bedroom, fully in view of both of them, but with my back turned. It was quite hard to concentrate knowing I was buck naked, and both my smoking hot wife and my SIL (who wasn't really my type) were within view barely covered with underwear themselves as they acted like I wasn't even there. I also didn't want either to see I was now having a hard time concealing m dick that had grown obscenely.
My wife invited Amy and Ann with us for dinner, so we didn't even get to talk about the situation until bedtime that night. She indicated she never even thought about it at the time, and she wasn't jealous, so she felt I should just get over it. She said Amy has seen men naked before, it again was no big deal.
Over the next few weeks, I would notice Amy would be in the bathroom with my wife as my wife showered, or doing makeup, sometimes my wife was topless, depending on what she was going to wear later, but at least Amy tended to have at least a bra on. I found myself trying to use the other shared bathroom for things if they were in ours, even just to go pee, as they didnt think I needed privacy. The only time this was an issue was if Ann was taking a bath, and even then, I was starting to be more of the Dad figure for her, so I was helping her in and out of the tub and helping her dress. Still, I just wasn't going to stand in front of my niece taking a leak. This has become our new life.
After 2 years of them being with us, and no word from my brother, we began having a discussion of Amy getting a divorce so she could start to have an opportunity to date, and move on with her life. We helped her get an attorney, and in a short period of time she was divorced.
She went on a few dates, but continued her daily work outs with my wife. She had also moved up in her job, was making a bit more money. However, with rent prices skyrocketing in our area, there was no way she would be able to move into her own place yet. We had adapted to having several people in our home, so we were fine helping make it all work.
I was the only one that seemed to look forward to privacy, and none would be given. I recall one night for an anniversary or birthday, I closed our bedroom door and began to encourage some fun between my wife and I. For once she agreed and I managed to get her naked while we made out. She laid me on my back and was gently licking the head of my cock, when the door opened and Amy walked through to the bathroom. My wife never stopped what she was doing, and laying across me, there wasn't much I could do to cover up. When Amy came out of the bathroom I could see her stand there and watch for a few minutes, my wife even stopped to chat with her while stroking me, then went back to her task, and Amy left the room and closed the door back up.
I knew better than to say anything, just acted like it was no different than watching a movie when someone came into the room. When we began actually having sex, Sue was on top and sliding back and forth, the door again opened up and Amy came back in, she apologized this time saying that Ann was not feeling well and was in the other bathroom, she needed to grab some items from ours. Sue never stopped, but decided to have a brief conversation with Amy, suggestions on what might make Ann feel better, and even which cupboard to look in for items.
Amy stood there talking and watching as Sue knelt up and off me and my wet dick was throbbing back and forth with my heartbeat, She turned around and seated back onto me reverse and began rocking again while talking. After a couple of minutes I couldn't take it anymore and had to tell her I was about to cum. She jumped off, knelt over and while using her hand to jack me, took me in her mouth and finished me off, all the while Amy was standing there watching. When she was done and had swallowed most of my load with the rest dribbling down my balls, she jumped up and walked Amy back to the bathroom like she had just remembered where something was, buck naked, nipples hard and pussy dripping. She handed Amy a warm washcloth and asked her to hand it to me which Amy did with a smile on her face, looking right at my hardon, then they stood in the bathroom talking, right in sight of me, like nothing had happened while I cleaned myself up.
This was however a bit of a turning point. From here on, around the apartment often Sue and Amy would just have on sheer white tank tops and panties, no bra anymore as she walked around the house, much like Sue always had before they moved in, and as if it was no big deal. This too was how little Ann also began to dress when around the house, even as she was now beginning to develop. I always wore gym shorts if I was out of our room, making sure to never be inappropriate, usually also wearing a shirt. There were times we all would be on the couch watching a movie, there were throw blankets that could cover legs, but in the warmer summer with the crappy AC the apartment had, just the thin tank tops and panties hid nothing. I had to start having a throw blanket nearby to cover my more frequent semi rigid responses, Sue sometimes even instigating them to full hardness with her hand and chuckled with me being uncomfortable with it. She even on a couple of occasions moved the throw blanket out of my reach before she did the teasing when it was only Amy and her there on the couch, so I couldn't hide anything. She seemed to get a thrill out of showing me off to Amy, and there was little to nothing I could do about it. Amy would smile and wink at me, but never pushed anything or even said anything about it. This was how our life had adjusted now.
Another year and a half went by, Amy dated here and there, and at one point even had a boyfriend for a couple of months before he did something dumb and she broke it off. She had decided to really kick her exercise into high gear,and had started working out more than Sue even. Often when I would be getting home, Sue would be in her gray custom fitted yoga pants and tight sports bras, Amy in her black generic yoga pants and a black sports bra. They would be headed to the gym. Sue liked her hair dyed blond, mid length down her back,and Amy kept hers mid brown color and short, but had started growing her hair longer like Sues lately, so both had pony tails, dressed similar, and the only obvious difference was that Sue was a large B or small C cup and Amy was a sold D or even DD cup.
In passing over time, I was amazed at the transformation that Amy had gone through. She had worked so hard, her figure was beginning to be very similar to Sue, the work was definitely paying off for her. I would catch my quick bike ride while they were at the gym after work finding time for a shower and dressing down, and then being there for Ann if she needed help with homework. Ann was just about to turn 12, was starting to spend time with friends more and more, and had even joined some school groups or sports that on occasion I would have to go and pick her up from. It was good that between the 3 of us, someone could be there for Ann.