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It all began in the summer of what is now the distant year 1997. I had just left my ex-wife Olga and was temporarily living with my parents. At that time, my younger brother was also living there with his family, and one day his wife Tanka, a pretty brunette with a nice figure—she was only 27 then—suggested we go together to her acquaintances to get some apples. They were giving them away completely free.
— Sash, can I ask you a question, as a close person, but you won't tell anyone later what I asked about? — said my brother's wife when we were alone in the garden of her acquaintances.
Intrigued, I promised not to tell anyone anything,
and my sister-in-law blurted out:— Sash, in your opinion, do I have a nice ass?
— Nice, — I answered automatically.
Tanka's ass was indeed appetizing and firm, and it stood out temptingly through her tight-fitting pants. But back then, I was still deeply upset about the breakup with Olga and wasn't thinking about my brother's wife...
A year passed, and one time I went swimming in the river with my other wife, Lyudmila, and Tanka. Seeing my sister-in-law there in a black-and-white bikini with amazing bare white thighs and an ass only symbolically covered by a narrow strip of swimsuit bottoms, I felt for the first time a powerful desire to fuck her...
A couple of days later, I, a bit drunk, came to my parents' place. They and my brother weren't home; only Tanka and their five-year-old daughter Yulka were there.
— Tan, I haven't been myself these past few days, — I addressed my brother's wife, waiting until Yulka ran outside to play with the other kids. — And it's all because of you!
— What is it?! — she asked, smiling warily.
— Just don't be offended, okay? And I'll say it straight out — oh, you have such beautiful thighs! Ever since I saw them when we went to the river together, they've been right in front of my eyes! — I blurted out, and then repeated. — Just don't be offended, okay?
— But I'm not offended. On the contrary, as a woman, I'm pleased that you liked my thighs, — answered the slightly embarrassed bride and in turn asked. — Sash, those two men you approached on the beach, what did they say about me?
Realizing that Tanka meant my acquaintance, a police officer, and his photographer friend, I lied without batting an eye.
The same thing, that you have amazing thighs.
— And did they say anything else?
— They did, but I can't talk about it, — I lied again to intrigue my brother's wife even more.
— Sash, come on, tell me, I'm curious. — she asked.
Just don't be offended later, — I warned, and then blurted out. — They also said it would be nice to fuck you.
— And you didn't tell them I'm your brother's wife? — to my surprise, the sister-in-law wasn't offended at all.
— No. I only said you're my godmother, — I shook my head negatively, then continued as if. — And it's not just them, many others would like to fuck you too. You're so beautiful. Vovka just doesn't appreciate it. He drinks. And even cheats. I don't know why you stay faithful to him? After all, some are willing to pay you if you let them fuck. For how much would you give yourself? Name a price, and I'll tell them.
— Oh, what are you saying? I haven't had any other men besides Vova! I've never been a prostitute before, — Tanka was embarrassed but not indignant.
It's okay. We all do something for the first time. — I remarked philosophically.
— Sash, you want me to become a prostitute. Have you forgotten that I'm your own brother's wife? — the sister-in-law became even more embarrassed.
No. I haven't forgotten. But you're very beautiful and shouldn't belong only to him. I already said many men want to fuck you. If you start fucking not only with Vovka but with others, there will be even more who want to. And you'll always have money and be able to afford to buy whatever your heart desires, — I replied and, taking a few hundred-ruble bills from my pocket, said, — I myself dream of fucking you. Please lift your skirt higher. I want to admire your thighs first.
My brother's wife hesitated at first, but then, overcoming her embarrassment, pulled her skirt up on her hips. Exposing her thighs a little more than halfway, she stopped.
— Well! That's too low! — I said disappointedly. — Lift it higher.
— I'm afraid Yulka might come back and see. If she sees, she might blab and Vova will find out. — the sister-in-law answered in a guilty voice.
If Yulka really decides to come back, you'll just pull your skirt down and that's it. She won't see anything. Well, and while she's not here, come on, lift your skirt even higher, — I said, meaningfully showing her the bills.
Tanka obediently pulled her skirt further up. Seeing now the completely amazing thighs of my brother's wife and the white triangle of her panties, I felt a powerful arousal, and my dick instantly became hard.
— Come here, — I called the sister-in-law, and when she approached, I sat her on my lap and placed one hand on her thigh.
Tanka shuddered but didn't remove my hand. When I started gently stroking my brother's wife's thighs, she sat tense at first, but then relaxed and even smiled shyly...
— Don't. Yulka could come back at any moment, and the parents, — the sister-in-law protested when I took her off my lap and started pulling down her panties. — I'll let you fuck me another time.
But for now, no one's here, — I began to persuade Tanka.
In the end, my brother's wife agreed to part with her panties. She was still afraid to fuck, worried that someone might catch us at it. However, she didn't resist when I, sitting her back on my lap, spread her legs wider and inserted the index and middle fingers of my right hand, pressed together, into her pussy.
I began to work my fingers like a dick, and soon the sister-in-law started moaning lustfully and "pumping," energetically moving her pelvis. After a few more minutes, she came intensely and went limp. As soon as Tanka managed to get off my lap and pull down her skirt, my parents returned home...
Seizing the moment when my brother's wife and I were alone for a few minutes, I gave her several hundred-ruble bills.
— Well, now I've become a prostitute, as you wanted, — taking the money, she smirked, and then asked. — Sash, tell others too that I let people fuck, they just have to pay me. And for that, I'll let you do it for free.
Imagining in my mind how others would have sex with Tanka, I unexpectedly felt a pang of jealousy...
Nikita Salov