Diane is at the door

You smile as you greet your sister-in-law and invite her into the house. She is wearing a pink low-cut blouse with a white pleated skirt that doesn't quite reach her knees. You thank her for the bottle of merlot she brought and finish preparing dinner for the both of you. The two of you make casual small talk while you set the table, serve the food, and pour the wine. You are both halfway through your meal before starting the conversation again.

"Thank you for inviting me over, Dave," she says. "It can get pretty lonely in the evenings at my apartment."

"I can imagine it does," you say. "With you living so close now, I thought we should get to know each other a little better. We've hardly spent any time together without Suzy around."

Diane blushes and looks down for a moment before looking back up at you and says, "Well, there was that one time at your wedding..."

"Yes, I remember. It was over all too briefly though," you tell her.

"I know," she says. "Do you ever... you know... think about it?"

You look off to the side in thought for a moment before returning her gaze and responding, "I do like to reminisce about it from time to time."

"I can't seem to stop playing it over and over in my head since you called," Diane confesses.

"Have you ever wanted something like that to happen again?" you cautiously ask her.

She bites her bottom lip nervously before slowly nodding her head. "Yes, I have."

You lean towards her and look intently into her eyes. "Are you hoping something like that will happen tonight?"

Her breathing speeds up. Her eyes look lost in your gaze. She leans toward you and breathlessly whispers, "Yes, I am."

You close the few inches remaining between your face and hers and kiss her lips softly. She returns the kiss, softly at first but slowly growing in intensity and passion. Before you realize it, you are both standing up from the table and kissing wildly. Her hands grab your ass and run up and down your back. Your hands are going the same to her, squeezing her ass cheeks and running your fingers up her spine to the back of her neck. Your lips make their way across her shoulder and into the crook of her neck. You breathe in deeply and drink in the scent of her hair.

"Let's go upstairs," you whisper into her ear. She nods and reluctantly peels her body off of yours. You take hold of her trembling hand and lead her up the stairs and into the master bedroom.