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Forbidden Fantasy

It's funny about fantasies. We all have them, but rarely do we get the opportunity to act them out in real life. They usually remain just that, fantasies, something to stimulate our minds and bodies and sit in that tiny area in the back of our thoughts, always hot to the touch but never fulfilled. My story is about a life-long fantasy of mine, one which became sort of an obsession over the years. It was both immensely satisfying and full of guilt, for it involved cheating on my wife with her sister. I still can't believe that I fantasized about her so much, so let me fill you in on some background. My name is Sean. I've been married for 30 years and while sex with my wife Deidre was once robust, it's slowed down to the point where I can usually count on one hand the number of times we have sex in a year. It's been frustrating for me and my thoughts frequently turn to fantasies I've developed over time. One of them, the biggest one, involves my wife's sister. My sister-in-law, Janice, has always been something of a free spirit, always taking her own road and doing things with a sense of adventure. I always admired her. I don't know when my admiration for her turned into lust, though. I suppose it was something which grew over time until it filled my thoughts every time I saw her. When we were younger, Janice had a habit of wearing t-shirts without a bra. While she didn't have the large breasts her sister (my wife) had, hers were very firm with huge nipples which pointed ...

... straight up. Her tits would jiggle when she walked and those nipples poked against the cotton t-shirt as if it would poke a hole in it at any time. Just the sight of her walking around aroused me, without fail. I used to fantasize about sucking on those incredible nipples all the time. She wasn't a classic beauty in the sense that she could turn heads, but I found her looks, with her long, curly dark hair and her olive skin, beautiful in every way that I was interested in. We were always friendly with each other and, as the years went by, found ourselves flirting with each other more and more. I always wondered what would happen if I made a move on her. She didn't get along with my wife all the time, so it seemed that if the opportunity presented itself, she might be receptive to something more than flirting. Unfortunately, that opportunity never materialized. She retired from her career job in the military a few years before I retired, so I was always asking her questions about being retired, mainly out of jealousy. I envied her freedom. Janice always laughed and said that my time was coming. In the last couple years of my working career I traveled a lot to Southern California to help set up a new operations center my company had purchased. I always connected through Dallas/Ft. Worth on my flights. Janice lived in nearby Arlington and I always hoped I could swing by and see her. She even told me that if I needed a place to stay during my travels I could stay with her. Janice was ...