Clair's sister Helen

Joe opened the door to see the grinning face of Clair's sister Helen. Clair and Helen were physically pretty similar - both had light brown hair cut fairly short, were about average height and had full breasts and asses that drew appreciative glances everywhere they went. Helen was two years older than Clair, but Clair had always seemed the more settled and responsible one. Whilst Clair had married Joe three years ago, Helen continued to move from one guy to the next.

Joe tried not to get distracted as he welcomed Helen into the house. He had lusted after Helen for several years now. It wasn't that she was prettier or sexier than his wife, but being out of bounds made her that much more tempting to him.

They chatted about her drive, which had taken a couple of hours, and Joe poured her a glass of wine as he continued with the dinner. Clair arrived from upstairs and swept her sister into a hug. The two of them had always been affectionate, but this time Joe's mind couldn't keep the week's dirty conversations out of his mind as he saw them like that. He saw how the two sets of large breasts pressed together, the way their arms wrapped around each other, and he felt his dick making an obvious bulge in his trousers.

Thankfully, the sisters went into the dining room and began chatting, giving Joe time to let his wood get less obvious before he served dinner. As the three of them ate, they chatted easily. Helen was a semi-regular visitor to Clair and Joe, and this time, like normal, she was splitting her time between seeing them and going out to see the town.

After dinner, and some more wine, Helen, Clair and Joe chatted for a little longer before calling it a night. Joe was overwhelmed with anticipation. As he moved up the stairs, watching both women's well displayed asses ahead of him, he couldn't resist a discrete stroke of his cock through his trousers. As Helen headed into the guest room, Joe and Clair rushed into their bedroom with one thing on both their minds.