The living situation

Tom was disturbed by the alarm on Tamzin’s phone. It took him by surprise as he was used to Sarah working as a nurse and if she set an alarm it was stupidly early. That was not his life anymore. Tamzin looked beautiful even in her dishevelled, sleep-ravaged state as she got out of bed, her breasts swaying pleasingly underneath her top. “Morning, gorgeous,” he said as he admired her bottom.

“Morning, yourself. I don’t suppose you’d make breakfast this morning. Someone tired me out last night,” she said with a cheeky smile.

Cooking had always been his thing in the house. It felt strange for her to ask it as a favour but he certainly didn’t mind. He jumped out of bed and gave his morning wood a squeeze. Damn, he could go again. It was like being at the start of a relationship where all you want to do is have sex. He could feel it going down but as he walked into the kitchen he was greeted by the sight of Sarah rummaging in a cupboard, her thong panties, perfectly displaying her youthful and firm backside. He quickly tucked his cock into the elastic of his pyjamas. “Morning,” he said so as not to make it seem as though he’s been peeking at her.

“Morning brother-in-law,” said Sarah cheerily as she stood up with a box of cereal in her hand. The thin white vest top she was wearing did almost nothing to conceal her nipples and Tom could make out the shape of the areola beneath. He snapped his eyes back to her face reminding himself that she was no longer his. That made his cock throb a little as he suddenly realised that the woman who was once his wife was now a forbidden fruit. It made him wonder about the coin. Would it still affect her or would it Now apply to Tamzin?

Those were thoughts for another time as right now the look on Sarah’s face suggested that she had caught him looking. She didn’t look annoyed, just amused. “See anything you like?” she said.

He decided to just be honest. “Sorry, I’m not used to living with women other than my partner.”

“Don’t sweat it, bro’. You are letting me stay here rent-free. What’s a little look here or there?”

“Ha, I’m not sure your sister would see it that way,” laughed Tom.

Sarah shrugged and turned to put the cereal in a bowl. Tom looked at her cute butt. Whichever way she faced he was faced with temptation. “Tam is pretty cool as far as big sisters go. She’s not the jealous type.”

“Still, I’ll try to keep my eyes to myself. Safer that way.”

Sarah glanced behind her and saw him looking at her behind. “How’s that working out for ya’?”

“Sorry, I’ll come back in a bit.”

“Oh, don’t be silly. It’s your house,” said Sarah. “I’ll sit down. It will give you one less thing to look at.”

“Thanks, coffee?” asked Tom.

Tom made some coffee and a bowl of porridge for Tamzin. He knew that it was her go-to breakfast. He left the porridge on the table to cool and took the coffee to Tamzin. She was applying her makeup at her dresser. At home, she had just maintained a casual look. Her natural beauty didn’t need makeup for her to look great. That said, her more formal appearance in a blouse, skirt and professional makeup had a different appeal. He put the coffee down and kissed her on the head. “You look damn good in those clothes,” he told her.

“Better in them or out of them?” she asked, looking at him in the mirror’s reflection.

“Hard to say. Out of them is always good but I don’t get to see you like this as often.”

“What are you talking about? You see me every day I go to work dressed like this.”

Tom shrugged. “I guess I am just seeing your work clothes in a new light.” He peeked down and caught a glimpse of her bra down her blouse. It triggered a memory. “Hey, is that the underwear I bought you for your birthday?”

She tucked her top closed. “You spoiled my surprise. I was going to jump you when I got home. Last night was so good I’m wanting more. You were so enthusiastic. I loved it.”

Tom ran his hand down her top and cupped one of her breasts. She gave a soft moan and touched his arm. “It’s because I’m married to such a beautiful woman.”

“Stop that,” she moaned but allowed herself a moment to enjoy the attention before slapping his hand away. “I am going to be late if we keep going like that.”

“Is that so bad?”

“Yes, it is. How are you still so horny?”

“It might have something to do with the half-naked girl in our house.” He felt like he might be taking a risk here but decided to see if his wife was as cool as her sister said.

“You are kidding me? She always walked around like that at home. Hell, when she was a kid it was hard to keep clothes on her. I somewhat naively assumed that she wouldn’t do that here, you know, what with sharing a house with my husband. Did you say anything?”

“I apologised for staring,” said Tom.

Tamsin gave him an exasperated look and he worried that she was mad. Instead, she just rolled her eyes and went over to the wardrobe to fetch her shoes. “She’ll take liberties if you aren’t stern with her but then again, I suppose there isn’t much motivation for you to be upset about it. If it was your sexy younger brother strutting around without a shirt on, I might not be so quick to complain either.”

“I don’t have a younger brother, sexy or otherwise.”

“Pity,” said Sarah, with a smile. “Just don’t let her walk all over you.”

“I promise. Why don’t you put on the high pair?” he suggested as she picked out some heels.

“Because they make my feet ache,” she said but she looked at his horny expression and relented. “Fine but don’t blame me if people stare at my legs.”

“I’ll be staring right along with them,” he joked. He walked over to her and put his hands on her hips. “Seeing as you are wearing that sexy underwear, why don’t you send me something a little naughty from work?”

Tamzin blushed. “You really are on one today. We will see.”

Tom could tell that she quite liked the idea but decided not to push it any further. “Your breakfast should be cool by now.”

Tamzin looked at the clock. “Oh, good grief. You have been too much of a distraction. I need to get a move on.”

They headed downstairs and Tom made himself some toast while Tamzin sat at the table with her sister. “Still no sense of modesty then?” Tamzin accused Sarah.

“What? I put on panties and a top before I came down.”

“Put them on?” Tom asked.

“I sleep in the nude usually,” Sarah said with a smile.

“I guess we should be thankful then?” said Tamzin. “Just try not to show every bit of yourself to my husband before you’ve even finished your first semester.”

“I am trying. No nudity in the communal parts of the house, I swear.”

Tamzin rolled her eyes again and Tom joined them at the table. He was quite impressed at how he avoided looking at Sarah’s tits as they ate. When it was time for Tamzin to go, Tom saw her off at the door. He kissed her cheek so as not to ruin her lipstick and said, “I’m looking forward to my picture.”

“I said maybe,” she told him but the suppressed grin on her face told him that it was very likely to happen.

He stepped inside with the intent of taking a shower before getting on with his work. Music was coming from the kitchen and he couldn’t resist peeking in. Sarah had music playing out of her phone and was tidying up the kitchen. He watched her thong-clad butt jiggle, bounce and sway to the music for a moment before dragging himself away, his cock tenting out the front of his pyjamas.

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