A few years ago, my wife and I splurged on a nice hot tub. We had a great spot for it in the yard - a tall hedge gave us a lot of privacy, and we made use of the tub three or four times a week, every week. Sitting in the starlight, sipping a nice bourbon, and soaking in the tub - i didn't think it could get any better. I was wrong.
Last weekend, Vanessa, my SIL, was in town for a ball tournament and while the rest of the team was out celebrating a successful pair of wins on the first day, she had supper with us. I took care of the dishes so the two could catch up before my wife went to work her night shift.
So my SIL is basically one of the guys. She drinks beer, plays sports, smokes weed, and is allergic to commitment. She's not aggressive, but she's never been shy to do what she wants. The fact that she has a fantastic body probably helps her get away with as much as she does. We've flirted with each other -- harmlessly -- for the past eight years.
Shortly after my wife's car left the garage, I was sitting in the tub, sipping a healthy pour of Buffalo Trace, and thinking about absolutely nothing, until I heard the gentle cough of my SIL as she approached the tub.
"Can I join you?" she asked. "I hurt from head to toe since taking out the catcher as I made that game-winning play. If you're gonna put a girl at the plate, you better make sure she can hold onto the ball when someone is trucking it home. Did I mention it was the game-winning play? Hell ya it was."
"I, uh, don't tend to wear anything while I'm in here," I stammered. "Toss me my robe and I'll jump out and let you soak away the pain."
"Sit down," she commanded. "We're adults and I've seen a penis before...many, many penisesses. Penii? Whatever. Let's just enjoy the tub and that bottle of bourbon."
And without another word, she slipped her t-shirt off to reveal a set of tits that rivalled anything I'd ever seen in Playboy. It's one thing to see them bra-less and obscured by a tight t-shirt, but seeing them for the first time in the moonlight was magical. Firm and riding high on her chest, they weren't massive, but they were a solid C-cup, And when she slipped off her shorts, not only was she commando, but she was neatly trimmed, too. I've always loved a little pubic hair, so I was glad to see the dark fur.
I poured her a drink and filled my glass, and then we chatted (and drank) for the next hour.
"This feels so good, but now I'm too hot. I'm gonna sit up here a bit, if you don't mind," she said as she and her amazing chest rose out of the water to perch on the ledge.
I didn't want to admit it, but I was cooking too, so I nodded and stood up to sit across from her.
"Huh. I wasn't expecting it to be so thick," she said as she was staring at my little guy. I'm about average length but maybe a bit girthier than average, and apparently the sight of Vanessa's body spurred some interest from my second brain, and it began to grow.
She crossed the tub, and before I knew it, her elbows were on my knees and her hands were on my cock, that -- despite the bourbon and the breeze -- continued to stiffen.
"That's a nice beer can you got there," she said as she licked her lips.
And yeah, I definitely should have stopped there, but I've always had a thing for her, the drink was making me far bolder than normal, and damn, she was right there. Naked and willing.
While I was thinking of reasons for this not to happen, I felt her lips stretch around my cock. Her hair brushed against my legs as her head bobbed, and soon I was pinching her nipples as she continued to suck.
I'd love to say I had the stamina of a young man, but the whole scenario was just too much. Within a couple of minutes, I had to warn her that I was nearly there, and her response was to double down and go harder. Within moments, I was filling her mouth and throat with my thick load.
As I sat there, panting and sweating in the cool night air, she looked up at me and licked her lips clean, then with a little grin, she massaged her jaw.
"And now it's my turn," she said as she leaned away from me, bracing herself on the edge of the tub. "I'll warn you, I don't cum every time, but when I do...you'll know."
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