It was five minutes before I found something I wanted to watch, and then even less time before I dozed off.
“Wake up.”
I ignored her, hoping that she would go away. Then she started shaking me.
“Avril stop it.”
I opened my eyes, and I was surprised to see that it was my Sister-in-law, and not my Wife, that was standing in front of me.
“Tina. What are you doing here?”
“Visiting my Sister,” she then gave me a cheeky grin, before saying, “I am allowed to.”
I sat up, and when I did, I groaned. My back was stiff. The sofa was OK, but it wasn’t as comfortable as my own bed.
“I’m going to make myself a drink. Do you want one?”
“Black coffee please, and make it strong. I had a bit too much to drink last night.”
I watched her as she walked away. My eyes were glued to her bottom. She was wearing tight fitting jeans, that looked as if they had been sprayed on. They say, ‘If you have got it, then flaunt it’. She had certainly got it, and not just a peachy arse. She had it all.
When I first met Avril, I was twenty one and Tina was ten. She had been a little scrawny kid, with pigtails. She was now twenty two, and she had become a stunner. And she knew it!
She was now back, holding two mugs of steaming coffee. I took one from her, and then I sipped it.
“That is strong”
“It’s what you asked for.”
She then gave me a stern look, before wagging a finger at me.
“And you had better drink it.”
I just smiled, and she smiled back.
Tina was a lot like Avril when she had been her age. The first time I had seen her, I wanted her. Big tits on a small frame, with a ripe bottom, was too much to resist. However, there was a subtle difference between the two of them. Whatever Avril has, Tina has it better. Slightly bigger tits, a narrower waist, and an extra few inches on her bottom. Both are attractive, but Tina has the edge over her Sister. That wasn’t the only difference. Personality wise, they were chalk and cheese. Avril being a bit shy, and lacking in self-confidence. Tina the extrovert, afraid of nothing. I wished that Avril would be more like her Sister.
I then had a sudden thought.
“You had a lucky escape last night.”
“What do you mean?”
“I was supposed to sleep in your room, but instead I went into the main bedroom.”
“Why did you do that?”
I now wished that I hadn’t started this conversation. I just grinned, hoping that she would understand, and drop the subject. I had gone in for sex, but I didn’t want to tell her that.
“You wanted to fuck my big Sister.”
I almost choked on my coffee, and she found it very funny.
“I’m an adult. I do know about sex,” then she paused, before adding, “Did you?”
I wasn’t going to answer that, so I just smiled. I was starting to feel uncomfortable.
“If you had come into my room, what would you have done?”
“Nothing, I would have realised that it was you, and I would have left.”
“But would you have been able to tell the difference?”
I laughed, then I said, “Of course I would.”
She then went to make herself another drink. While she was gone, I started thinking about what she had said. What if I had gone into the wrong room, and got into bed with my Sister-in-law? She would have woken up screaming, and Avril would have come into the room. I shuddered. That would be a difficult one to explain!