Rustyninja1
Rustyninja1@yahoo.co.uk
Sister In Law From Hell Gets Humbled
sisterin.txt
Fetish
MF, voyeur, in-law, revenge

Hi my Name is Fred I'm thirty five and happily married (sometimes) to my Lovely
wife Claire. This story is not about her but her younger sister of two years
Maggie and an event that happen last year.

Like I said I'm married to Claire and have been married for four years now.
Claire is gorgeous with short red hair and still has the odd freckle around her
nose and when she dressed as a school girl at last years Halloween ball she
could have pasted as one even though she's thirty. However I'm getting off the
point this story is about her twenty eight then twenty seven year old sister
Maggie who if Claire is gorgeous she is amazing I mean amazing. She has long red
shoulder length hair that kind of waves down to halfway down her back. She has
some sexy freckles on her perfect nose and a mouth just made to give blowjobs.
Her body is curvy in all the right places and she has a nice rack not huge like
say Jordan's but just more than a handful. She has long curvy legs that when she
wears a skirt you have a hard time remembering your name let alone speak a
sentence. There is just one problem with dear Maggie. She absolutely hates me.
She can't stand the sight of me and thinks of me somewhere between cockroach and
dogshit. And the little bitch takes every opportunity to let me know. When she's
with the family and Claire it's little miss butter wouldn't melt in my mouth but
get her alone and she's the most evil vindictive person I've ever met. There is
a reason she hates me before she just disliked me but I did something stupid. I
hold my hands up to this it was stupid and maybe she does deserve to dislike me.
It happened four years ago on my wedding day.

The day had been perfect with a sweet ceremony and great reception. However I
got absolutely pissed that night and I mean pissed and I decided after my new
wife had gone to bed to await the private part of the day. I decided I should
give my new sister in law a goodnight kiss. What I should have done and what I
did where two different things. I should have given her a peck on the cheek and
retired upstairs. What I did was attempt to chew her face off, with one hand on
her tight twenty three year old ass and the other hand cupped around her very
firm and pert left breast. It would be fair to say she was pissed with me and
the only reason she didn't storm upstairs and tell Claire about my busy
wandering hands was because she didn't what to spoil her sisters big day. No she
waited til morning just after breakfast to drop that bomb shell. I swear she was
smirking as she said it. Luckily I claimed to not remember a thing of last night
and Claire saw how bad I was that night when I got a serious case of brewers
droop and couldn't perform. Claire forgave me, but it was still a frosty first
few days to your honeymoon. But I've never forgotten how firm and juicy that tit
felt and I always imagine I'm fucking Maggie when I'm fucking Claire. So you can
see why she hates me.

Well anyway back to the story. Like I said this event happened last year,
Christmas to be exact and Claire had invited Maggie over for the holidays in our
new house. I some ways I'm quite lucky, as both Claire's parents are dead, I
have no parents in law problems just the one sister in law from hell. So the day
came, a few days before Christmas day. Maggie arrived with flair in her new
Lotus car. Came swooping out like some film star up the drive and landed a big
kiss on Claire's cheek and makes a big fuss with Claire guiding here in and I
get sneered at me.

"Get my bags if it'd not too much for you." I get left to carry in her three
large suitcases. She only came for five days. Not only that but she's shut the
door behind her locking me out and I have to ring the bell of my own house. For
the next two days I have to put up with little digs and snide remarks to down
right rudeness from Maggie. She even suggested at the dinner table one night
with me there a great divorce lawyer to Claire. Even at night she gets to me.
With Claire saying.

"No we can't do it tonight Maggie might hear us." I was getting to the end of my
tether and the only thing I had from the first two days was on the second
evening I saw Maggie coming out of the bathroom wearing a silk robe that had a
plunging neckline and was quite short coming down to mid thigh showing her sexy
slender legs. I knew she was naked underneath due to the pile of clothes in her
hand. But she sneered something at me and sweeped into her room giving me a
split second peek of inner thigh as her robe opened slightly and she locked the
door behind. This didn't really help as now I was tormented by the fact one
layer. One very thin layer of material separated me from seeing her naked. Now
all I could think about was what she looked like naked. Every time I saw her I
tried to undress her with my eyes but it was no good I needed to see the real
thing. It was around this time I decided that I must it was my mission to see
her naked. I thought to myself.

"It's my house I have the advantage of being at home how can I do it."

It was on the third day, Christmas Eve I had my victory. I came home from work
early due to it being a half day and I came in to silence. I walked into the
kitchen and found a note saying 'gone shopping with Maggie back around five.'
Looked at my watch it said one o'clock, four hours. I didn't think anything of
it and sat down and turned the TV on. Half an hour later I went to the toilet
and when I came out looked at Maggie's door and muttered something like 'bitch'
and then went to walk off but then a thought struck me and I walked back to the
door and turned the handle. Nothing it just turned it didn't open. The bitch had
locked it to stop me snooping. But this was my house I put that lock in that
door and the spare was in the garage. A short trip later the lock made a
beautiful click as it unlocked and I swung the door open. The room was clean and
tidy ad looked as if no one stayed there except for her silk robe hung on the
back of her makeup chair. The three suitcases lay under the bed but they where
empty. That means she had unpacked. Great this would make things easier. I threw
open the first drawer and found exactly what I was looking for her knicker
drawer. I swear I could have heard a choir of angels singing hallelujah as I
gazed on her panties, but no bras. I opened the next one down and hallelujah
bras and a suspender belt and stockings. My eager hands grabbed handfuls of the
silk and cotton underwear. Every pair panties was a thong. Every bra was lace
trimmed. They all matched up in pairs I was in heaven and in no time at all I
was sat on her bed with each one wrapped around my cock as I wanked myself off.
It didn't take long til I creamed but I didn't waste the spunk, no I made sure
every thong had a drop in the crotch every bra had a drop in the inside of the
cup. So tomorrow I would know Maggie had my cum next to her pussy and on her
nipples. With that I could handle her remarks better knowing I got one over on
the bitch. Although it didn't solve my main objective her nakedness.

I came up with that plan later that day. I was in the toilet/bathroom when I
happened to look up and saw a loose ceiling tile. I had meant to get that fixed
weeks ago but hadn't got round to it. Then an idea came to me and I went into
the second spare room where the attic hatch was I climbed inside and searched
around and found a ring of light coming from the floor. I got down low and saw
that the light source was as I thought coming from the bathroom and with a
slight adjustment to the tile I had a view into the bathroom and more
importantly to the shower. I had my way of getting her now I just needed the
chance.

That chance came later that night around eleven o'clock. Maggie yawned and said
right I think I'll have a shower and then bed.

"Okay night." we said. My mind went into overdrive and I said.

"And I've got to wrap your present. So stay down here I wont be long." I darted
up the stairs after Maggie and seeing the bathroom door shut thought I'll missed
the show but as I put my ear to the door to see if the shower was running she
opened the door she had just gone for a piss I jumped back trying to look
innocent.

"Night." I said.

"Fuck off Fred you loser." I got back. Well if I had any second thoughts to what
I was about to do They disappeared as I closed the second spare room door behind
me and locked it. I climbed it the attic and slithered my way to the loose tile
my hand falling on the camcorder I placed there earlier. I turned it on and
checked it had battery and tape and was focused, and I waited for Maggie.

I didn't have to wait long, around two minutes when the door opened and Maggie
walked in with her silk robe over her arm. I hit record and settled my self in.
She locked the door and then double checked it. She then walked to the centre of
the room my camera and eyes following every move. Maggie that night was sporting
a red Christmas jumper with white Christmas trees on that hid her bosoms curves
well. She also wore a dark blue pair of tight jeans. Her hair was now loose but
had been in a bun earlier. Her shoes had been discarded in her room and she
walked around in multi coloured banded socks. She walked over to the door and
triple checked the lock before walking back to the centre of the room crossed
her arms and gripped the bottom of her jumper and pulled it up over her head. I
silently cheered as it hit the ground at her feet. She was wearing a blue
t-shirt underneath that was loose on her but it showed the curve of her breasts
off nicely. She again crossed her arms and grabbed the bottom of the t-shirt and
pulled up over her head. I suddenly felt quite uncomfortable as my now erect
cock was fighting to break from it prison of pants, as the t-shirt hit the
ground. I couldn't believe my luck as I looked down at her wearing a white lacy
bra that hardly kept her breasts in. The globes of flesh straining to be free.
She was facing towards me and she reached behind her back to the fastening but
then her hands came down and they began to undo her jeans instead. She unbuckled
her belt and then popped the buttons one by one at the fly and then pushed them
down her having to wiggle to get them past her hips but then they hit the floor
round her ankles. At this point I had to turn side on and undo my pants before I
hurt myself. The biggest erection I had ever had exploded out of my pants, as I
looked down at her white lacy thong covered hips. There was a darkening around
the pubic area where the material was semi transparent. She stepped out of her
crumpled jeans and again checked the door was locked and being satisfied she was
alone and in private she reached up behind her back which unfortunately was
facing towards me. And unhooked her bra. The next happen like it was in slow
motion as it came undone and the straps came off her shoulder and the cups fell
away from her ample breasts and the bra slid down her arms and landed at her
feet. My cock lurched and I thought I was going to cum there and then but I
didn't and I carried on watching as she still facing away from me hooked her
fingers into her waistband of her thong which from the back there wasn't much of
but a white band with a triangle of white in the middle. Below quivered two
beautiful butt cheeks. She pushed the white band down over her curvy bottom a
white line became visible between her butt cheeks as the band passed over them.
She bent over and kept pushing them down past her knees at which they fell of
their own power to land uselessly around her ankles. My mind raced. I couldn't
believe Maggie my bane for four years was naked and I was watching it. Now all
she had to do was turn round. She stepped out of her thong and stepped to the
shower and began to run it. She still hadn't turned around it was nearly
unbearable to be so close but not seen anything yet except the perfect set of
butt cheeks. She turned slightly and I got a near profile of her left breast as
she got a towel out of the cupboard. And then it happened. Her constant fear of
being walked in on proved her downfall. She turned to check the lock again and
gave me a fill frontal. I drank in her ample breasts prêt and springy her two
pence sized nipples hard in the cold air. But it wasn't them I was staring at
but her neatly trimmed ginger bush pointing like an arrow between her legs where
her pussy lips where just out of sight due to my elevated position. But it was
enough I could have died a happy man there and then. She turned back towards the
shower and stepped in turning round to face me again. I watched as the water
fell onto her naked body it falling off her tits like a waterfall. And following
the curve of her body and then between her legs. She began to wash herself and I
was wanking away making sure the camera got everything. She lathered herself up
and washed it off and then did her hair. Then she did something I never
expected. She leant against the shower wall letting the water fall over her. Her
left hand came up and cupped her left breast and her right hand disappeared
between her legs. After they hadn't moved for a minute I realised she wasn't
washing herself but playing with herself. I zoomed the camera in and yes she had
two of her fingers penetrated inside her pussy. After a few minutes she began to
groan and then she raised her leg and put it on the side of the bath to allow
better access to her fingers and also to my camera. After around ten minutes and
after I had cummed twice she stopped the shower and stepped out and picking up
the towel began to dry herself off rubbing at her breasts and at her pussy. She
then reached up and took the silk robe from the back of the door and slipped it
on and closed it ending my voyeur and she tied it tight, and walked out of the
bathroom and I pressed stop on the camera pleased with my mission complete.

Funnily enough she never quite got to me as much after that. She's coming to
stay again this Christmas and I've still not fixed that loose tile.