[M]y brother-in-law’s ex wi[f]e

When my brother in law and his wife divorced last year, I was pretty bummed. Not only because it’s always sad to see a family torn apart, but because Jessica was a fun person to be around, and was good looking too. While I didn’t blame her for what she did, like I know others in the family did, I wish we could have kicked my brother in law out of the family and kept her.

Since their break up, they’ve been spilting time with their son, going back and forth every couple of weeks. There has been some bad blood, so they try to avoid each other, and drop off the son at a grandparents house to be picked up. I don’t believe that’s the correct way to raise a child, but it’s working for him. A few weeks ago, I got a call from my brother in law, asking if he could drop his son off at my house, and watch him for about an hour until his mother could get there and I agreed to.

My wife and kids were going to be gone most of that day, so I was going to have to find some way to entertain my nephew, in a house full of girls toys. TV, it is! The day and the time come…and no nephew or brother in law. I shoot him a text, to no avail. As the time for his mom to show up gets nearer, I start to get worried. And right as I hear her pull up, I get a text. Brother in law took his son camping, they got a late start, and are at least four hours away. I see Jessica angrily talking on her phone outside before walking up to my front door. I let her in, as she asks if I’ve been told what is going on. I reply yes.

Jessica tells me that she’s living an hour away now, so it’s a major inconvenience to her and that she really didn’t want to go wait at her parents house. I tell her she’s more then welcomed to wait at my house, and after taking a moment to think about it, she agrees, saying she’ll just run to the store when her ex gets close so she can avoid him.

We make small talk for a bit, catching up with each other. She’s single, working a ton of hours, and doesn’t really have any plans to get with anybody any time soon. I normally try to avoid family drama, but usually get told what’s going on, so the entire time she’s talking, all I can think about is her cheating and why and what really happened. During a break in the conversation, while I’m debating how to ask her about it, she tells me that she’s missed me, and wishes things had turned out different. I laugh it off, but then she let’s it out that she was always jealous of my relationship with my wife, and wishes she could have had what we had.

I tell her my relationship isn’t the best, and neither am I. She replys back, saying at least I have never cheated. I tell her maybe I have, and just didn’t get caught. She starts asking me questions, and before too long, she’s learned that I did cheat a handful of times in the past, never told anyone, and never got caught. When she asks how far I went, I said I’ll only tell if she does. She spills her guts, telling me she slept with the guy twice, but that it was a hundred times better then it was with her ex. I tell her a little bit more about my cheating, but decide to throw caution to the wind, and tell her that I kinda wished we had been closer and she had cheated with me. She confessed that with the little she knew about my sex life, and with what she knows now, she wishes she had too, besides it potentially tearing more of the family apart.

With another lull in the conversation, I ask her if she feels guilty about what happened or if she would do it again. She tells me that she never did feel guilty and would do it again. I asked if she would feel guilty if she had done it with me, and she thinks for a moment before saying no and then asks if I ever felt any guilt. I told her no.

This whole time, we’ve been sitting on my sectional couch, her on one end, me the either. I can feel myself starting to grow, so I attempt to adjust without making it too obvious. She checks her phone, types something on it,  then stands up. I ask if she’s OK, or if I need to leave. She starts to walk towards me, saying she’ll be great in a few minutes. She proceeds to climb on me, one leg on either side, wraps her arms around my neck, and leans down to kiss me. As I get over the shock of it happening, I wrap my arms around her and kiss her back. 

To describe Jessica, I would have to say she’s on the shorter side, brown hair, and while she is not super skinny, she works out enough to keep in shape, but still had a big butt, and big boobs. Besides her face, her butt and boobs are her best feature. And with her working as an athletic trainer, she was usually dressed in something tight. Today was no exception, wearing a pair of red leggings, and a tight, white T-shirt, with the name of the high school she worked at on it.

My hands instantly went right to her butt, grabbing a handful of both cheeks, and pulling her in closer to me. She broke the kiss to moan, starting to rub her groin on mine. I told her I’d had been wanting to do that for a long time. She told me to show her what else I’d been wanting to do to her. Starting to kiss her neck, I moved my hands up under her shirt, until I reach her bra, squeezing her boobs that were trapped within. I asked her if it was OK to play with them, as I know that she never let her ex touch them.

She told me that the way her ex played with them hurt and he was way too rough. Said that once the other guy showed her the way they should be treated, she loved it. As she pulled her shirt up and over her head, I reached up and unhooked her bra. She pulled it off her boob, giving me my first look at her wonderful breasts. She had fairly large nipples, that were already starting to get hard. I started to rub them softly, rolling her nipples in between my fingers. I asked if I could take them in my mouth, and she said just no biting. I stared at them for a moment, before taking her left nipple in my mouth, licking it with my tongue. Softly sucking on it, I kept squeezing her other nipple with my fingers.  As I switching to the other nipple, she ran her fingers through my hair, telling me how good it felt. I asked if she was ready for more and she said yes please.

Picking Jessica up by her ass, with her arms still around my neck, I turned us around so that she was laying on the couch. I quickly stripped off my shirt as she reach out and pulled down my shorts and underwear. She let out a soft wow as my cock sprung free. If you’ve read my previous stories, you’ll know I’m about 6 inches long, but have been told I’m pretty thick. Jessica reached out and wrapped her hand around my shaft, as I reached down and started to rub in between her legs, feeling how wet she was through her leggings. She let go of me as I reached up to grab hold of her leggings pulling them and her underwear off in the same motion. Diving back in, she moans as my fingers started to rub her pussy lips. I bend over her to kiss her as I slide one finger in. Moving down to suck on her nipples, I continued to slide my finger in and out of her, beginning to rub her clit with my thumb as I did. She was telling me how good it felt, how it’s been so long, and that she wanted me inside her.

I held out a little longer, continuing to enjoy her nipples, her moans as I fingered her, and the feeling of her hand as she slowly jacked me off. I removed my hand from her pussy and asked if I needed a condom. She said no and to just get in her and started to line the tip of my penis up with her pussy. I slowly pushed in, as she wrapped her arms and legs around me. She was tight! I asked if she was OK, as she looked a little painful when I got all the way in. She said yes, it had just been so long and that I was the biggest she’s ever had.

Giving her a moment to adjust, I kissed her mouth, sliding my tongue in between her lips. As our tongues intertwined with each other, i slowly started to move my hips, pulling myself out of her, then slowly pushing back in. She broke the kiss and begun to moan as I started to pick up more and more, moving faster and faster. As I pushed into her as deep as I could go, I made sure to tell her how great she felt, both being inside her and feeling her nipples against her chest. I asked if she wanted to change positions and what her favorite position was.

But, before Jessica could answer, her phone and she said she needed to check out. Standing up off her, she rolled off the couch, leaning over the ottoman that’s in front of the couch, to check her phone. As she told me that her ex was still a few hours away, all I could focus on was her ass sticking up in the air. I asked if I could take her from behind, and she said just no butt play. As she put her phone down, I positioned myself behind her, spread her legs so I could see her entrance, then lined myself up and pushed back in. For the first and only time, I heard Jessica swear, letting out a holy shit. I asked if she was OK, and she said she had never felt so filled before. I grabbed onto her hips, and quickly started to slide in and out of her. It was a good thing Jessica was leaning over the ottoman because she quickly had an orgasm that washed over he shook her entire body.

I made sure to hold onto her hips and I continue to pump in and out of her, but as she regained her breath, she asked me to stop. She sat down on the couch, telling me that was intense. Looking down, she saw that I was still hard, and asked if I had finished. I told her no, much to her surprise. She told me that was the only reason why she had asked me to stop, because she thought I was done.

Not wanting to push her too far, I asked if she needed to be done. She smiled, and said not until you are and laid back down on the couch, spreading her legs for me. Unfortunately, when I went to enter into her, she was no longer wet. I tried for a few minutes, rubbing her pussy, kissing her, playing with her nipples, but she was done. As she apologized, I told her it was OK, that I was hoped she enjoyed it and her being satisfied was all that mattered to me. As we went around the living room, picking up our clothes, she asked if she could take a quick shower, to which I agreed.

We walked to the bathroom, I showed her the controls, then went to get her a towel as she stepped into the shower. I got dressed, scrolling through my phone, figuring I would jack off after she left when she called me from the bathroom. She asked if I wanted to join her, as she wanted to try something. Man, I have never pulled my clothes off so fast. Stepping into the shower, seeing her wet, feeling her body press against mine as we switched around so I was in the water, it didn’t take long for me to get hard again. She told me that she wasn’t a big fan of blowjobs, but felt like she owned it to me to at least try. I told her I was just happy to make her feel good.

She dropped to her knees, pulling me a bit forward so the water from the shower wouldn’t splash in her face. Using her hand to steady by penis in front of her, she reached out with her tongue to lick my head before giving it a kiss. Opening her mouth wide, she got about three inches in before stopping. With her hand still wrapped around my shaft, she started bobbing her head up and down my upper half, while her hand worked the lower half. I let out a soft moan, to which she picked up her pace, moving her hand and mouth in sync. Between seeing her wet and naked and knowing how much she wanted to please me, I was building up to an orgasm quickly and let her know I was close.

She kept her efforts up, using both her mouth and her hand until I told her I was coming, she quickly removed her mouth from me, but continued to pump my shaft with her hand, as a few ropes of cum shot out, barely missing her face, a couple drops landing on her boobs. I watched as she rinsed herself off before turning off the water. I told her that for not being a big fan of them, she’s pretty good at giving a blowjob. She replied back that maybe doing it a few more times, she’ll like it more and more, with a cute smile on her face.

Jessica would get dressed, and leave about 30 minutes before her ex showed up with their kid. He made a joke about hoping she doesn’t bug me too much when she shows up to get him. When Jessica showed back up to get her son a few minutes later, I told her what he said, which got a laugh out of her. With her son distracted with some toys for a few minutes, I wrapped Jessica up in a hug, telling her it was good to see her and spend some time with her. I asked if I could kiss her one last time and we shared a passionate kiss before she took her son and left.

Later that night, after my wife and kids had gone to bed, I received a text from Jessica. She wanted to let me know how good of a time she had, that she couldn’t stop thinking about me, and hoped for an encore one day.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u7c1qv/my_brotherinlaws_ex_wife