Mixing Pleasures

 It had been atleast a year since my sister in law and I had seen each other. She stayed in Portland and I made my move out to Washington for a job promotion. There was never anything serious that I can attribute to what was to come other then the time I put some sun tan lotion on her body one summer and immediatly headed for the privacy of my own room to jerk off over it.

   She is a beautiful woman who is very forward about her sexuallity. I learned a few things. A) She got her first fuck under her belt at a very young age B) She needs cock atleats twice every day and C) Masturbation is a sometimes pleasurable and artful necessity she has no qualms with. So pretty much when I met my wife and her sister I had a hard on for her, but being the guy I was I would never have dreamt of laying a finger on her (or anything else for that a matter). 

   So when she turned up in Washington with her husband to stay I was a little more then excited and in a bit of a bind. My wife, her sister, had become pretty cold (especially in bed) and I had become some what of a go out and get it kind of guy. If I wanted sex I went out and got it if I couldn't get it at home, if I wanted fun I woud go out and get it with or without my wife. My sister in law was in a similar predicament. Her husband was busy all the time working as a campaign advisor for an up and coming politician and had been caught quite literally with his pants down a few to many times. Blondes, redheads, brunettes. All of them working under him, again quite literally. When my sister in law found out about it she immediatly ran out and screwed an ex boyfriend of hers that she had kept in contact with. I was fortunate to be in earshot when she told her sexy story about fucking her ex but my real moral dilema here was to listen or not to listen?