Sister-in-law

I fell in love with my wife Ericka the moment I saw her. She was so kind, so funny, so constant in her affections, and so mature for her age, not to mention so beautiful. She is about my hight, pear shaped, and has a beautiful round face with huge, clear blue eyes. It only took me six months to propose to her, and within a year we were married.

If my feeling for Ericka was love at first sight, my feeling for her sister Candice could be called lust at first sight. Candice and Ericka were alike in many ways-- Candice was a little shorter, her hair a little darker, her face not quite as pretty. They were similar in most ways, save two: Candice was a lot bitchier than Ericka, prone to wild mood swings and cutting remarks. Candice also had huge tits; if Ericka was a pear, Candice was the proverbial hourglass.

While I was dating Ericka, she had shared an apartment with Candice; I spent many a night there. One morning, while everyone was getting ready, I caught a glimpse of Candice while she was changing. The image of her milky white body, perfect huge tits, and herround apple ass will always be seared on my mind. I never looked at her the same way after that--there was always a hunger . . . I would take any glimpse of her cleavage, watch her get up, anything to try to relive that moment. I don't know if anyone else noticed, but Candice did. Somethimes she would play along, sometimes she would seem uncomfortable.

When Ericka and I got married, and moved in together, Candice moved in with her boyfriend Gino. Gino is a good guy, he looks almost like Candince's brother--short, darker hair, round body. They got along well, but for the most part he just took her mood swings in stride. Gino isn't the kind of guy to make waves. Gino and Candice bought a house about a year later, but there was a gap between when they could move in and when they had to move out of their old apartment. It was with some hesitation and excitement that I offered them to crash at Ericka and my apartment.

Things went well at first. Ericka and Gino would leave first in the morning, Candice and I would leave about an hour later. One morning though, after Ericka and Gino had left, Candice made a particularly bitchy remark. I confronted her, and things were never the same after that.