Succumbing Ch. 01

Dan was feeling really sexually frustrated. His wife Lea had once again passed on sex with an excuse about being tired. After 7 years of marriage and the gradual erosion of sex, they'd had to resort to planning sex in advance. When it did happen, it was a rote affair. The same positions, preceded by the same types of foreplay, ending with her soft moans as he'd cum inside her. They'd roll off each other, kiss, take turns cleaning up in the bathroom, exchange "love you's" before drifting off to sleep.

As repetitive as sex had become, Dan wasn't getting it. Tonight had been one of the scheduled nights, and he'd been anticipating some action. As he laid in bed wondering what to do about his throbbing erection, Lea started softly snoring next to him.

"Great. At least she's ok with how this turned out," he thought.

Dan gave a soft exasperated sigh, threw off his bed covers and decided on getting a cold glass of water to suppress the pent up need stirring in his loins.

It was late, and it was his house, and so it was an altogether unremarkable scene as he padded softly in the dark towards his kitchen - topless, his hardon stubbornly tenting his boxers.

What was unexpected however, was walking right into Alice who was turning the corner holding her own glass of cold water. They both exclaimed - though apparently not loud enough to wake Lea, whose snoring continued to rumble softly, unabated. Dan felt the ice cold water splash on his legs and feet. Mumbling an apology, he reached out and teased the dimmer on to assess the situation.

As the lights came on, he froze. In the soft glow of the hallway lights stood Alice, who was turning beet red as she was both trying to apologize while awkwardly attempting (and failing) to hide the fact that she was just in her bra and panties.

Alicia was Lea's younger sister, and she had begun crashing with them for the past week while she looked for a job in San Francisco. Without any conscious thought whatsoever, Dan's eyes went straight to Alice's naked collarbone and the exposed top of her chest. Some of the water had splashed onto her, and there was a droplet that his eyes apparently could not ignore.

Dan immediately tore his eyes away, but not before he caught that droplet slide almost in slow motion off of the crook of Alice's collarbone and down the crests of her chest before melting into the top of her bra.

/ Oh shit. I hope she didn't see me look at her chest. /

He glanced at her face, which had blushed to a deep red. Whether it was due to her catching him ogling her, or because she had just been caught outside her room in her underwear, he couldn't be sure.

"Don't worry, I'll clean up", he quickly uttered, trying to defuse the situation. "Why don't you go get dried off, and go to bed?"

Stammering thank you's, and clearly flustered, Alice complied, quickly fleeing the scene of the crime.

Again, Dan couldn't help but notice her frame as she hurried away. Alice was 23, fresh out of college where she'd played tennis, and she had the body to show for it. She had the enviable hourglass figure of a young athlete/coed, and it was impossible to ignore it as she unconsciously drew in her arms to cover her breasts, unwittingly propping them up further while exposing a slender, taut midriff.

This sight was not lost upon Dan, who had till then been treated to a very frumpy version of Alice around the house. Now he couldn't help but notice that the lines of her neck elegantly flowed into her shoulders, running down her lean arms which accentuated her perky B cups breasts. Oh, which were wet. He could see a dark, wet patch on her bra that disappeared under the arm she was using to cover her chest. Dan felt his cock twitch as she scurried by.

He couldn't help it - he took a long look at her back as she disappeared around the corner. At 5' 8", her narrow waist flared out nicely into a bubble butt before ending in long, slim legs that were toned from years of physical exercise. This was a perfect beach bod, and he was getting treated to it the first time while standing - still with his fingers on the dimmer - in his own living room. She was wearing simple pink panties, and he gave the toned muscles of her thighs and calf a lingering look before she scampered out of sight.

Dan's needs weren't going to be quenched by a cold glass of water tonight. He downed a glass with a few short gulps, and headed to the bathroom to take care of his problems. He started with slow, long strokes as he relived the sight of Alice blushing, and her failed attempts at covering up her panties and bra. He imagined her looking similarly flushed, shyly looking away as he peeled away her bra, capturing each of her nipples between his lips, grazing them with his tongue in languid strokes while holding her against him. Tasting her sweet skin and innocence as she'd heave her chest upwards to force more of her into his mouth, gasping softly.

He imagined her on her knees in the same pair of bras and panties. Alice enveloping the head of his cock with her soft, wet, warm lips. Sinking her face into his pelvis as his thrust would meet her halfway. The slow drag of her tongue on the base of his cock as she'd bob up and down. Dan's breathing had turned short and quick, and all he could see in his mind's eye was the 23 year old sister of his wife pleasuring him. He replayed that slow drop of water glistening on her neck, and rolling down her chest. This time, he pictured his cum hitting her chest instead, and ropes of it sliding down between her breasts while she smiled at him shyly with her lips parted slightly. Dan came - it spurted forth in a torrent. It felt like he'd submerged his head in pure pleasure, eyes shut, lips open in awe as ropes of his cum shot out onto the bathroom floor.

He'd barely finished before he immediately felt an immense wave of guilt replace his pleasure.

/ Oh fuck this is not good. I should not be masturbating over my sister in law. I can't do this to Lea... That felt so fucking good though, and who knew Alice had such an amazing body. /

That thought involuntarily conjured an image of Alice from behind, bent over at her waist, legs spread.

/ Nope. No. You can't go there. No, no no no no. /

Dan forced all of those thoughts into the back of his mind and locked them away until they stopped threatening to reappear. Letting out a deep breath, he cleaned up, and got back in bed. Thankfully, Lea was still snoring.

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This is my first ever piece of erotica. I hope you enjoyed reading it - please leave comments! I have a second installment in mind already.