Joe turns the tables on Clair

Joe's breathing quickened as his wife's hand expertly worked his cock. Her teasing, naughty grin, combined with her sister's oblivious presence was truely thrilling.

With an act of will, Joe stepped back. Clair pouted slightly in disappointment, as he wrapped the gown closed, picked up his drink and walked into the dining room. Clair had returned to preparing breakfast when she realised her husband had not gone to the table as expected, but had walked past Helen and was looking out through the window, sipping his juice. As Clair glanced up, he turned around. Catching her eye, it was now his turn to grin mischievously. His free hand pulled his robe belt and it slid open, revealing his erect length.

With Helen sat with her back to him, Joe wrapped his hand around his meat and began to slowly pump it back and forth. His gaze was focused on his sister-in-law's back, so close and yet unaware. A quick glance to Clair told him that she had again given up on making breakfast and was now transfixed by his cock. One of her arms was held in front of her, below the counter, and Joe could guess what her hand was doing.

The illicit rush made Joe stroke himself quickly, and his release wasn't far off.