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My s****r-in-law the Sub

My s****r-in-law the Sub I have been married for many years, and have always had a great relationship with my in-laws. In particular, my s****r in law, there is only a four year difference in our ages, and she has really maintained her appearance over the years. My s****r in law is Mary Louise, and she is 5’7”, 140 lbs, auburn hair cut kind of short, but kept very nicely. She has small but perky tits, and a fine ass. I must admit, that I have always wanted to get a better look at her body, but for the most part, I have only been able to sneak a peek here or there. I’m not sure if she has ever caught me trying to catch a look at here, but that would not have stopped me anyhow. Mary Louise has been married twice, and whenever she had problems or questions, she seemed that she would always call me for advice. I didn’t think much about it, and was always willing to tell her what I thought, and possibly make some suggestions. Over the years, she usually took my advice, and sometimes things worked out, and sometimes they did not. Her first husband ended up cheating on Mary Louise with a lady that he worked with, and then he got a divorce, married the mistress and moved out of state. Mary Louse eventually entered the dating arena again after many years. I told her that she wouldn’t have any problems finding another man, and one that should treat her well. Mary Louise had sexual contact with several of the guys that she was dating, and either she would tell me about the experiences ...

... herself, or she would tell her s****r to tell me about them. From time to time, I would always put in my two cents. My wife would always tell me to shut up and let her run her own life. Mary Louse ended up getting married to one of the guys that she was dating. I personally didn’t think much of him, and I must admit, I was probably a little jealous. They had their difficult times during the marriage, and Mary Louise would usually seek my opinion and more than likely follow my advice. Her new husband ended up in jail, and eventually passed away, leaving her a widow. So now she was alone in her house, and it seemed like when anything needed to be done, I would volunteer to give her a hand. I know she appreciated my help around the house, and the time that we spent together seemed to bring us even closer together. We would always k** around with each other, and this particular day, was one of those 95 degree days, and I had been working outside on her property, so I was really sweaty and in dire need of a shower. Mary Louise felt bad for me and suggested that I take a shower before I go home. I was a little reluctant, and told her that I didn’t have any fresh underwear or clothing. She said that she could help with the underwear since she had just purchased a new pack for her husband before he died and he never even got to open the bag. What could I say? With that, Mary Louise said follow her upstairs. She took me into her bedroom and went into one of the drawers and pulled out a ...