Unholy Affairs with my sister-in-law (6)

Six Months Later: Christmas

After the day I fucked Jennie in the car without her sister's knowledge, I had always fantasized about doing it again, this time, in a much better place. I never had the opportunity to do it again because Jennie was away at college and I only spoke to her on the phone.

The sex we had on the day she moved into college was one topic we never spoke about during our conversations. Everything seemed pretty normal between us.

On a few occasions, she would call me to rant over some college guy who had gotten her upset. I tried my best to see her as a sister-in-law and a girl whose sweet cherry I had popped.

Somehow, I almost forgot about our encounter in the car until six months later. One of the things I loved about Ciara's family was their Christmas celebrations.

Every year, Ciara's family hosted a large Christmas banquet filled with food, booze, gifts, partying, and dancing. This year, Ciara and I arrived at her parents' place quite late. It was 9 PM, and dinner was already over, just as the party was starting. As we stepped out of our car, we immediately ran into some of Ciara's old cousins whom she hadn't seen in months. 

I stepped into the large dim room, scanning the place with my eyes. Several relatives sat around the big brown table in the living room, eating, chatting, and a few slow-danced to the Christmas music that played in the background. I recognized almost everyone, but my mind was fixed on just one person: Jennie. I hadn't seen her in months, and I silently wondered whether she had come for the Christmas celebrations.

My eyes scanned the place, hoping to see Jennie once again. It wasn't long before I spotted her in a corner. She was talking to an uncle of hers while nursing a glass of wine. She didn't seem any different from the last time we had met, but somehow, she looked hotter. I'd call it the effects of being a college student. I was sure that I was no longer Jennie's only sexual experience.

The thought of it made me uneasy.

"You came late, Henry!" Jennie exclaimed as her eyes met mine from across the room. There was a smile on her face.

She had on a silk red gown that clung to her body, and her hair was tied up, exposing her slender neck and shoulders. Her dress had a slit that reached mid-thigh, highlighting her toned legs. As she rose from her seat and walked towards me, the fabric hugged her curves, and her perky tits bounced. I noticed her blazing red lipstick as she smiled at me.

It was clear that she had lost her childhood innocence and now appeared more confident. A flush crept up my face, and my heart thumped with an increased rate as she got closer. She looked so young and even prettier.

"Henry!" she said with a loud voice, opening her arms towards me. I remained glued to the spot as she wrapped her arms around my neck, engulfing me in a deep hug. My arms snapped around her thin waist as I pulled her body against mine.

It felt so damn good. She hugged me tighter, pressing her tits up against my chest as my nose took in her soft fragrance. Blood rushed to my cock, despite where we stood, in the presence of family and friends.

"Have you been working out? I love this new look of your biceps and broader chest," she said, her arms still wrapped around me.

The hug lasted a few more seconds, during which my cock grew harder. I didn't blame myself. Having such a sexy body pressed against me in a tight hug was more than enough to make me horny. I was sure she felt my rock-hard cock against her dress as we hugged.

When I looked over her shoulder, I could see that her ass had become more firm and well-toned. 

"You too, Jen," I said with a soft gasp before pulling away. "You look...better than ever."

She blushed. "Oh, Henry..." There was a flustered look on her face as she glanced briefly towards my growing crotch.

"It's good to see you again, Jennie," I said, shoving my hands into my pockets.

"Yeah! It's definitely good to see you too. We haven't met each other since..." Her voice trailed off.

"The car ride?" I cut in, winking at her.

"Uhm—" she exclaimed, "Where's my sister? Where is Ciara?"

I shrugged, following her eye movement. She was still staring at the bulge in my pants as she stepped backward. 

"Are you sure you want to see her, or something else?" I teased.

Her mouth opened and shut without a word. Her eyes were round as she pinned them on me. "Henry...I gotta go see my sister. Now!"

"In the kitchen!" I exclaimed just before I pulled her close to me again. 

"Wha—what are you doing?" she asked with a hoarse whisper.

"Isn't it clear?" I whispered back as I held her against me in another hug. "I have an erection, and I can't adjust the bulge in my pants because we are surrounded by your family!"

"Damn it. So...?"

"Everyone will see my boner if you step away now. Please, just dance with me...until I figure out how to fix this."

Her boobs were pressed against my chest again, sending a thrill through me while our faces were only a few inches apart. 

"You gotta be kidding me, right?" she asked. 

"No... no!" I pleaded. "You can't step away just yet. I don't want your grandparents over there to see how hard I've become just because of you."

"They definitely wouldn't believe that you've once been inside me before," she said.

"Well, that's certainly something I wouldn't forget in a hurry." An alarm rang through my mind. She knew exactly what she was doing. She definitely remembered how I had fucked her that morning in the car seat while her sister drove us to college.

"That afternoon was a mistake," I snapped as I pulled away to look at her. She stood before me with my arms around her waist. There was a mischievous glint in her eyes. She smiled at me softly. 

"Allowing you to fuck me was not a mistake. It was the best I've had so far. Now, let's have this dance so I can go find my sister!"

I smiled, loosening my grip on her waist. Then, she placed her hands around my neck. 

"Thank you," I mouthed as the music in the background became slow-paced.

"I won't have any funny ideas this time." She placed her head on my shoulder as we began to gently sway to the beat of the music. Several other guests were also dancing together in the room, so Jennie and I didn't stand out too much. 

As we danced to the music, Jennie's hand brushed against my chest, sending shivers down my spine. I tried to focus on the rhythm, but my mind wandered back to that unforgettable car ride. Her body, now pressed against mine, stirred memories I thought were long buried.

"You're still as beautiful as ever, Jennie," I whispered, my breath caressing her ear.

She lifted her head, our eyes locking. "You're not so bad yourself, Henry."

The music shifted, and our bodies moved in perfect sync. I forced my mind to focus on the issue at hand: my fast-growing erection in my pants. More blood rushed to my cock as Jennie gently rocked against me.

"Are you sure dancing with you can help hide your hard cock, huh?" Jennie asked.

I paused to look at her. Was she flirting with me? I knew that my bulge poked around her as she glided against me, and she was obviously teasing me. I felt helpless. 

I had to do something about this! Why the hell was my cock getting more excited?