I had waited for this day for 12 years. My wife has two younger sisters, both of which are hotter than she, though I will never tell her that. Both sisters were legally too young to look at, let alone touch when I was first introduced to the family. Well, the youngest sister is now 25 and lives in California with her fiancΓ©. She is by far still the best looker in their family: She is 5'8, wieghs just over 100 lbs with long blonde hair and deep blue eyes.
Lizza came home to visit for a week, sadly her soon to be husband could not get off of work and had to stay behind. Lizza spent the last three days at our house. We have a 2 bedroom home. Karen and I have one room, our son has the other. Lizza was sleeping on the couch downstairs. After everyone was asleep her first night, I crept out of our room and sat on the stairs watching her sleep on our couch. She laid there looking beautiful. Though she was not exposed anywhere, it was hot watching her and I started rubbing off, almost hoping she would wake up. She didn't and when I was finished, I went back to bed.
The next day, we went out and I thought she seemed extra playful and started flirting with her. My wife seemed to catch on so I flirted with her too to throw her off. The day went quick and before we knew it, it was dark. I put my son to bed and convinced the girls to sit in our room drinking Margaritas and watching the last season of "The Hills" from the DVR(personally, I don't like the show, but I knew they were both hooked on it). We were sitting on our bed. My wife and I were each in our regular spots and Lizza was sitting right between us.
The margaritas did their magic and around 1:30, my wife crashed. Lizza and I stayed up talking, laughing and flirting another 20 minutes. Then she said she wanted to go to sleep. I told her to lie down; there was plenty of room here. She crawled under the sheets and all I could think about was how tight her body was and how different she was compared to her older sister. My wife looked good when I met her and kept her shape right up to the birth of our son, then her body never recovered. Karen went to bed wearing long PJs (granted, they were from Victoria Secrets, so they were sexy, but they still covered most of her body) Lizza was wearing a pair of cut off sweat pants and a small tank top that really showed off her sweet B-cups.
I turned everything off and climbed in bed. I heard my wife begin to snore. I could tell that Lizza had fallen asleep as well. She was lying on her side facing my wife. I slowly inched up along side her and positioned my body against hers. I slid one arm under her pillow and the other around her waist, under her arm and rested my hand on her tit. With that, I brought my mouth to her neck and gave her a small kiss.