Your brother and you both conceived in the same bed that weekend. Your babies were born in August. You both bring 3-month old babies to Thanksgiving.
Your wife is breastfeeding. You pray that your sister-in-law is: you need to see those milk engorged tits.
As soon as she walks in the door to your family’s house, you know the answer. Her tits are huge under her dress. Whereas last year she hid her size with compression bras, she’s letting these watermelons see the light of day with cleavage spilling out the top of her dress. (Maybe she’s become more comfortable around your conservative family, but most likely she’s just an exhausted new mom who doesn’t care if her boobs are out).
The sight of her boobs brings back your desire from the previous year. You saw them in the dark before, but now they’re bigger and filled with milk. This sequel is going to be even better than the first. You have to seen them no matter what!
You give her a hug, and say, “You don’t even need to ask: you’re sleeping in the big bed tonight. The babies are going with the grandparents. You’re getting a full night’s sleep.”
“Oh my god, you’re a saint!” She plants a big kiss right on your lips. She must be a little loopy from the lack of sleep.
When she pulls back, she says, “I need to pump. I’m aching after that car ride.” She cups her ginormous tits. “Apparently I’m a mega producer. I feel like a cow.”
I hold my super chunky nephew. He’s been eating good. You shouldn’t be so jealous of a baby.
You think about your sister-in-law sitting alone in the bedroom pumping milk. You know she doesn’t think that’s a sexy sight, but your dick twitches just thinking about it. A memory of her big tits getting milked would go great in the spank bank.
