The girls making dinner

I was happy with my progress with my power. I'd now gained some control over the process, able to slowly make myself invisible and visible again at will. It'd taken all day to figure it out and I was starving when I opened the front door, not knowing what I'd find.

To my surprise (there seemed to be a lot of surprises today) Claire was still there, though she was now dressed in a sexy little black dress, while my wife was wearing her best clothes she only wears to friends for dinner.
The two of them were both sitting at the kitchen bench sipping a Pinot Gris, my favourite wine, and chatting. Claire smiled broadly, and jumped up. Her smile was her best feature even ahead of those amazing breasts. "Hey!" she shouted excitedly, we've been waiting for you to come home". She ran over and gave me big hug, then putting her arms around my neck, kissed me on the lips. "I hope you're hungry, we've got dinner on, and there's brie and crackers and stuff here too', she said wiping her lipstick from my lips. My wife came over to greet me, and kissed me on the cheek, before saying "go on, get upstairs and get cleaned up", and pushing me out of the kitchen.

I did as instructed, heading up to our bedroom, noticing the room had been meticulously cleaned, and the bed made with fresh sheets. It hadn't looked this good in ages, my wife wasn't really one to clean, and never made our bed up. I showered and shaved, then dressed in the clothes that had been laid on the bed for me. There was even a tie and dress shoes sitting neatly with the rest of the clothes. What were they up to I wondered as I dressed and made my way downstairs again.

I found the girls in the lounge where they'd laid out a spread of appetisers for us, and a large glass of wine. Even though the glasses were only half full, they were still at least two standard glasses each, and there was another bottle of wine unopened on the coffee table.

The girls were both on our leather sofa so I sat opposite in the arm chair, where I could get a good look at them both. They'd clearly had a bit to drink already as they were even more animated than usual. We chatted for an hour or so as we drank and ate, my attention mostly on Claire's breasts which were threatening to bust out of her little black dress. I remembered earlier in the day when I'd seen them up close and wanted to see them again more than anything.

My wife hopped up now and then to check on the dinner, occasionally calling Claire in too, leaving me all alone. Every time the were in the kitchen together I could hear more giggling, but they always came back as if nothing had happened.

We ate a lovely meal, my wife was an excellent cook, when she bothered to do more than the basics, and stayed at the table after desert chatting, before moving back to the lounge to relax again. We'd polished off at least two bottles of wine by the time we finished dinner, and as we sat chatting, watching the fire, my wife poured a further glass for each of us. As we drank the last glass of wine myy wife stood, and coming over to me, took me by the hand and led me over to the sofa where she and Claire had been sitting and sat me between the two of them.

"I hope you've enjoyed your dinner", Claire spoke, and before I could answer my wife continued for her, "but the night's not over yet. We've got a favour to ask you. Well, Claire does really, but... well anyway, I think you'll like it".

"Okay..." I replied, realising were this was probably going, and hoping like hell I was right.

"It's been awhile for her", my wife continued. "A while since she's... had a man". I looked at Claire as my wife said this and she was smiling at me, but turned away embarrassed as I looked at her. My wife continued, "we've both commented we need to spice things up a little, and well, we were talking the other day, and thought we could solve both dilemma's at once...". She stared at me when I didn't answer right away, "well?"

Oh shit yes... "Umm..." I replied, "I'm not sure, are you two certain you want to do this?" I didn't want to appear too happy to fuck my sister in-law and thought I'd better at least pretend I hadn't been fantasising about her for years.

"Yes." they both said in unison, then looking at each other stood up side by side in front of me.
Together they both peeled the dresses from their shoulders, and slowly slid them down their bodies until they were two piles at their feet.

My wife and her sister were standing in front of me wearing nothing but the black lacy lingerie they'd been in earlier. Then I'd been invisible watching Claire, but now she was standing there, with my wife, right in front of me. They were stunning. The bra's held their breasts perfectly, the panties hinting at what treasures lay below. Even though I'd been in front of Claire earlier I'd not seen her there yet. At first she'd been wearing these panties, then she'd had her hand firmly covering her, and I was about to see what she looked like for the first time.

I stood, pulling them both to me, and kissed Claire deeply, my tongue exploring her mouth for the first time. Her lips were soft, but her kiss more intense than any I'd shared with my wife since perhaps when we were first dating. I enjoyed the feel of her tongue, caressing her with mine, before pulling away. My wife had been watching us intently, and I kissed her, again our tongues entwining. This kiss too, was more intense than we'd had in years. Clearly my wife was already very aroused at the thought of what she hoped, and was definitely, about to happen.

I leaned back and looked them in the eyes, smiling. "It'd be my pleasure honey", I said to my wife as I reached up and gripped on the simple tie holding the cups of her bra together. It came away easily, exposing her breasts to my eyes. I turned, and looking at Claire held the tie of her bra. "Well?" I asked her, "you're sure?". "Yes...", she breathed and sighed as I slowly pulled the tie. The knot came undone and the bra fell away from her exposing her breasts once more to my eyes. I leaned down and took her nipple in my mouth, instantly being rewarded with a moan, and gently rolled it around with my tongue, as my hand made it's way to her other bare breast.

My wife took my hand from her sisters breast, and when I looked up at her somewhat surprised she simply beckoned me with her finger. She took Claire's hand and led us upstairs to our master bedroom.
She must have come up here while she was checking on dinner, as there were now a dozen or so candles about the room, and as she took a lighter and lit them I noticed she'd spread rose petals on the bed.

I kissed Claire while my wife finished lighting the candles, and when she was finished my wife came and stood beside us. She put her hands on my shoulders, and gently pressed until I knelt in front of her.
She took hold of the little ties at either side of her panties, and pulled, the flimsy garment exposing her to me. She'd shaved for the first time. Her pussy was neatly trimmed with just a strip above marking the way, and her pussy itself completely smooth. It was sexier than I'd ever seen it before and I leaned in to kiss and then lick her. She allowed me a few seconds at most before pulling away and stepping backwards allowed her sister to stand in front of me. As I went to undo the ties, my wife put her hands on mine stopping me momentarily, before guiding me toward them. She then took the ties holding her sisters panties together and slowly pulled the thin strips of fabric until the knots were almost undone.
She paused, then knelt down herself so she could look me in the eye before she continued. The knots came undone and the lace fell away.

Claire's pussy was beautiful, her lips protruding a little from her totally clean pussy. There wasn't a hair in sight and I stared at it for a few seconds before my wife gently pushed her sisters hips forward.
I didn't need to be told twice and caressed Claire's pussy with my mouth, at first just kissing her before beginning to lick up and down the length of her, either side of her slit. As I did so she moaned beautifully, and pressed herself further forward, rubbing her pussy into my mouth.

Claire's pussy was already very wet and I wanted to taste her further, having only licked her outside so far. I leaned back and took my wife's hand. I placed it onto her sister's pussy and she spread her fingers for me, opening her sister up. The inside of her slit was even wetter, and as I leaned forward once more and licked her I got my first real taste of her. She was amazing, so sweet already and I licked her more fervently, beginning to drive my tongue into her, eager to suck up more of her juice.

As I did so I noticed that my wife was rubbing her palm into Claire's clit, and I wondered how far this was going to go.