The accidental text message

A few months ago, my sister in law split from her husband. She’s 35, curvy, lovely tits, a great arse and extremely flirtatious. We’ve always got on really well.

A few months after the split, she confided in my wife and I that she was internet dating. She was on tinder and out to meet some new people. Good on her. I thought about the lucky guys getting to slide their hands into her pants and feel her pent up sexual frustration. She’d be dripping.

Then, after a week or so. I was in bed, my wife asleep and my phone buzzed. New Message: Suzie. I opened it up and… wow! Her pussy was right there on my screen. Close up and personal. Wet, juicy, shaved and spread open with her fingers. A second message followed with her deepest apologies. She had meant to send it to a guy she’d been sexting, but our names were really similar and it came to me! She begged me not to tell her sister, so I told her it was our little secret.

A few nights later, I get a drunk text saying how much she wants my cock in her asshole… with corresponding image of that gorgeous brown star looking at me, needless to say, another apologetic text quickly followed but with a wink face!

Fast forward to her grandfather’s birthday party. Nothing at all is mentioned until she’s quite drunk. My wife is off chatting to her family and I’m chatting to Suzie. She apologised so much for the texts. But then says: “but you enjoyed them, didn’t you?” with a laugh. I did, what can I say. I chuckled and told her she’s drunk, she needs some water.

I strolled to the kitchen to get her some water and ‘beep beep’, my phone goes. It’s Suzie. Tits out in the downstairs toilet. “Oops, wrong number…” with a wink face again. She’s out of hand and I’m rock hard in my jeans.

An hour or so later and she’s very drunk. My father-in-law asked me if I’d mind driving her home, as I was one if the few people not drinking. I didn’t mind, but my heart was racing. What might happen?

The ride back to her place was a short 15 minutes and pretty uneventful. I thought she’d sobered up and maybe felt a bit embarrassed. When we arrived she asked me to walk her to the door. I expected an apology and further begging not to tell her sister… but… she simply asked me: “do you want to feel how wet I am?”

What was I to do…?

To be continued

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/c4amn0/the_accidental_text_message