So, the moment of truth. Do I send a pic? If I do, am I then going to be caught out. Is this just a plan to see if I will succumb to the temptation of my sister in law!?
All these thoughts running through my head, yet the other head is telling the big head to shut up and take a picture.
‘Ping’……another message.
“As well you know, I am still on the phone to Claire, where abouts are you right now”?
“Yes, I gathered that, and I am in the kitchen, with a beer and……………..”!
“And a hard cock? Show me, unzip in the kitchen and pull it out, balls as well, I will keep Claire chatting”!
By now Claire had Rachel on loud speaker, I could hear everything they were saying, gossiping etc.
“Why do you keep going quiet” Claire asked.
“Sorry, work never stops for some people, not even on a Sunday, just replying to my boss about a meeting we’ve set up for tomorrow, but am all yours again now”!
The chat continued, as I slowly unzipped my shorts, my cock achingly hard, struggling to pull it through what felt like the worlds smallest zip! My wife just a few feet away in the lounge, unaware her husband was about to send a picture of his erect cock, to the sister she was so eagerly chatting away to on the phone.
As I put my phone on to the camera, I held my aching cock in my hand, a teardrop of precum, slowly sliding down the back of my engorged helmet. I swear my cock had never been this hard before. I took my hand away, so she could see it was rock hard, and not just being held up to make it look like it was hard. ‘Snap’………I’d taken the picture. My cock looked amazing I have to say, hard, veins popping out angrily, the precum in clear focus……………..’send’! I’d done it. No going back now, what was done was done.
Then nothing, no reply. Fuck, this was all a set up I thought. She wanted to see it so bad, and then no reply. The phone had gone off of loud speaker, and back to my wifes ear. I peeked through, listening to Claire chatting…..”What? Are you Joking?” Fuck it, this was game over. “Ok, speak to you in a bit, bye, love you”!
I walked in, positive that my beating heart was visible beneath my shirt, my breathing shallow, even if I wanted to talk, I don’t think I could.
“How was Rachel, all ok for Sunday,” I blurted out.
Claire turned and looked at me. I must have looked like a deer caught in a car’s headlights. I looked at her, looked away, looked back again.
“Ummmm yes, I think everything’s ok. Phil has just fell over in the back garden, and rach said he can’t move his leg”!
Thank fuck for that I said under my breath………”What did you say?”
“I said how did he manage that”?
“Oh, I don’t know, she didn’t go into detail”!
My heart rate started to go back to normal. I thought she had told her I’d sent a picture of my cock. But no, just dopey Phil tripping over something!!!
Couple of hours later Claire’s phone rang, she was upstairs in the shower, it was Rachel.
“Hi, it’s me, Claire is in the shower. Everything ok?”
“Hi sexy brother in law, yes all ok. Phil’s brother has just left with Phil to take him to A&E to have his leg looked at. Think it’s more of a sprain than anything serious as the pain had subsided a lot before they left. I couldn’t take him, too many glasses of wine.”
“So………..your picture…….Claire is a lucky lady to have such a lovely cock to play with. Hope you’re ok with sharing?!”
“Not really sharing to be honest, today was the first time in weeks that we’ve had any sexual contact.”
“Ahhhh so does that mean I can have it all to myself?”
“I guess it does, if you’re serious, and not just teasing again”?
Robert (she always called me Robert when trying to get a point across) I wouldn’t have sent you a picture of my tits, with my face also showing if I wasn’t very serious”!
At this point Claire came back down after her shower, wrapped in a towel.
I reached out to pass her the phone……”Rachel is on the phone”…………….and then thought, shit I hadn’t told Rachel I was passing the phone to Claire, what if she thought it was still me on the phone. So, I pulled it back and quickly said “Sorry, was passing the phone to Claire without saying goodbye, how rude of me”!
“Rude would be fucking my mouth right now and filling it with your spunk Robert…..see you Sunday”!
I passed the phone to Claire and went upstairs to my office.
I needed to calm the fuck down, or I would give away this dangerous game, of which we’d barely started playing yet.
That working week was the slowest week of my life. I had heard nothing from Rachel, not even a text, and I felt like maybe it had been the wine talking the Sunday before. Phil had badly sprained his knee, so guess that meant I’d be driving again on Sunday.
Saturday came, I’d popped into my office for a few hours to catch up on some paperwork.
When I got home, Claire announced that she had booked a taxi for the following day.
“You work so hard and never get to let your hair down, you deserve to have a drink, and what with Monday being a bank holiday, you don’t have to worry about driving the following day”.
Perfect, this was just what I wanted, as I would need a bit of Dutch courage if anything was to happen.
So, Sunday morning came, Claire was in the shower, it was a warm, muggy summers day, but met office was suggesting there could be rain mid-afternoon. I picked out some camo effect, thin fabric, loose fitting shorts, and as I was pulling my boxers up, I remembered Rachels request………no boxers! Ok, best choose some different shorts then, these would be too loose to go commando and possibly erect. So, I chose some slightly tighter black ones. A nice beige linen top finished the outfit off.
Down I went, into the kitchen, and got an ice-cold beer from the fridge. Fuck it, in for a penny in for a pound as I knocked back the can in one, something that didn’t go a miss by my wife, who had come down mid chugging of said can, to get her hairbrush from her handbag.
She was wearing nothing apart from some lacey black knickers, and I could feel my cock throbbing.
“Steady Eddie, you’ll be pissed before we even arrive, and whats going on down there?” .....pointing at my semi erect cock, clearly visible seeing as I was commando.
“Just the sight of you woke him up my love!”
“Well might I suggest some tighter shorts, you’ll be on show for all to see in those!”
“Nah these will be fine, not like you’re going to be walking around naked are you?”
She smirked and went back upstairs to finish doing her hair.
An hour, and 3 cans later, the taxi arrived. I was by no means pissed, just relaxed, and feeling good. More so looking forward to getting to grips with my sexy sister in law. Then it dawned on me, how on earth was this even going to happen with only the 4 of us there! Shit, I hadn’t even thought about that. Beep beep, Mr Impatient outside was not going to spoil my mood. Even if nothing happened other than maybe a sneaky kiss when we went for a ciggy, that would be fine by me.
The 25 minute journey took 35 minutes, as the taxi driver went the longest route possible, not good when I had something that I was looking forward to seeing at the other end.
We finally arrived, begrudgingly paying over the odds for our taxi ride.
Claire rung the door bell and Rachel opened the door.
WOW! Short flary skirt and some sort of zip up top, very casual, but also very sexy.
Claire went in first, kiss on the cheek and through she went, Rachel looked behind, then kissed me on the lips and gripped my cock……….”Mmmmmm feels like someone has gone commando”!
All this in a nano second, which from their view from behind Rachel would have been nothing more than a kiss.
Let the fun and game begin I thought…………………………..
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That said this story has so much potential and is extremely well written.
