Laura catches him peeping

Out of the corner of his eye, John saw Laura's silhouette in the upstairs window. The sight of her naked curves kept the shaft in his hand as rigid as steel, despite his fear and anxiety. One word to his wife, and he would get an earful.

Slowly, Laura pulled her shade closed. The sight of her brother in law jerking himself off was more than she could handle. She slipped the tight lace cami over her firm breasts, and admired herself in the mirror. Her slim legs and ass accentuated by the trim black thong she wore. Her curly brown locks cascading down her back.

She always liked tesing and flirting with John, teasing men came naturally to her. And she was guilty for thinking of John ocassionally as she rode her husband's prick. Perhaps she should tell her sister what she saw - John was spying on the busty neighbor slut next door, he may be a cheating bastard like her dick of a husband Greg.

She turned off the light, and pulled the covers up tight. The cool sheets sent shivers down her legs, making her more keenly aware of the fire in her loins. Uncontrollably, she lowered her fingers to her clit and began to rub it vigorously. In moments, she arched her back and stiffled a moan as she erupted into one of the largest orgasms of her life.

That settled it, she made up her mind.