Jack’s sisters-in-law plan an intervention (Part 2)

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In the shower, we were just getting started again when we heard a car horn toot as a car engine became audible in my driveway. “Fuck,” I said. “No one ever visits me.” As soon as I said that I knew that wasn’t exactly correct. Anna’s older sister occasionally came by to see if I was still alive. It had to be her. ‘Fuck. I wish she’d call first,’ I thought.

Priya was already on the move. She pulled my cock from her throat and slid her lips up my shaft and kissed my glans before she stood up. She spun the faucet handle to the off position and yanked back the curtain. She stepped out of the shower to the tile floor and looked back at me. The look on her face softened into a grin as she looked at my bouncing hard cock and said, “I’ll be back for that later. Okay?” I just nodded as she disappeared back into the bedroom. As I quickly towel dried my hair and torso, Priya appeared in the doorway pulling her bikini top over her head and tying the strings behind her back. She came to me and stretched up for a kiss as she jerked my softening cock back up to full size and then stepped into her bikini bottom and stumbled for the slider to the deck as she struggled trying to pull her bikini bottom up her wet legs, thighs and hips.

As the sliding glass door shut I could hear footsteps on the stairs to my front door. Half dried off; I grabbed my athletic shorts and pulled them over my feet. I struggled to pull them up as the material snagged on my wet legs just as the door bell chimed. I dried off my legs and casually and nonchalantly went to the front door, which was open. Anna’s older sister Joyce and her daughter Angela stood on the stoop looking at me through the screen door. They weren’t looking at my face. They were staring at my crotch. I glanced down to see what they were looking at and was horrified to discover that my cock was still half hard and tenting my shorts. I instantly dropped my hands to my crotch to cover the tent. I could feel the heat of my embarrassment in my face. They grinned at each other and Joyce said, “Just checking to see if you’re alive.” She glanced back at my crotch. “I see that you are.”

Without another word, Joyce opened the screen door and pushed her way past me into the house. Angela stepped inside and said, “Hi Uncle Jack. How have you been?” I did a quick calculation in my mind and figured that she must be twenty years old now. As I was about to respond, she put her hands on my naked chest and stretched up for a kiss. I aimed my lips at her cheek but she turned her head into me and planted a firm kiss on my lips. I pulled back and she giggled at my reaction as she pushed past me to follow her mother. On her way by me she reached down and squeezed my rapidly softening cock and said, “I can see that you’re glad to see us.”

I excused myself for a moment as I went to my bedroom to find a clean tee shirt. I scanned the bedroom for any incriminating evidence because I knew Joyce would employ her detective skills. She actually is a detective with the city police department where Anna and I had lived before…, well, just before.

I was dressed like I usually am even though I recognized that my usual garb really wasn’t suitable for company. ‘Fuck it,’ I said to myself as I walked into the living room to find Joyce flipping through a stack of magazines and private papers. Without even a trace of embarrassment at getting caught snooping, she put the stack down and turned to look out the window at the lake. “You have a beautiful view from here, Jack,” she said still facing the window. She glanced down at the hardwood floor and I followed her gaze. I was fucked. When Priya ran out without drying herself, she left wet unmistakably female foot prints on the floor. There was no way Joyce didn’t notice them.

I pulled my gaze away from the foot prints and looked at Joyce. She was backlit by the sunlight streaming in the sliding glass door and I couldn’t help but admire her spectacular form. She’s 5’8″ tall, the same as Anna was. She was wearing a pair of designer jeans that looked like they had been sprayed on her amazing ass. She had bleached her natural auburn hair and looked very sexy as a blonde. She turned slightly to look up the lake and the backlight silhouetted her large breasts jutting out from her chest. My first thought was that she must be wearing a hell of a bra that would make those ‘dogs’ stand up like that, but then I noticed her nipples pushing against her cotton ribbed tank top and I revised my assumption.

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