Chapter 7 Falling for my sister-in-law (7)

"How much longer do I have to wait for..." Jennie began to ask.

"Just a little more time!" I said with a hurried whisper. I couldn't think clearly with the way Jennie was intentionally rocking herself against me.

The music soon became fast-paced and lines of sweat appeared on Jennie's forehead as she danced with more energy.

My cock twitched in my pants as she twirled and spun. The fragrance of her perfume filled my nostrils, making me giddy.

There were three solid ways I could get out of this situation.

Firstly, I could get rid of my boner by thinking of something else other than Jennie's soft body, but that was going to be difficult as her boobs bumped on my chest, the constant movement of our bodies against each other, and the grinding of my cock against her pelvic bone.

Damn it!

I was fucking horny for Jennie. She stiffened against me, as her breathing became heavier by the seconds. Each time her body rocked against me, a wave of pleasure swept through me. There was no way this boner was going away anytime soon.

I quickly decide to consider my second option. I could deal with this messed up situation by trying to tuck my rigid cock into my waistband, making it to point upwards. I stopped, considering how difficult this would me.

I was in a crowded room, surrounded by my wife's relatives and reaching into my pants to fix my throbbing cock could attract unnecessary attention. I couldn't do that.

That was...risky.

Perhaps, Jennie could try to help, I reasoned.

Hell, no! That would be worse.

I didn't try to think of the third possible option, instead before I could stop myself I leaned close to Jennie and whispered, "I'm getting hornier." I said, "I want us to sway in a way that it'll be easy for me to adjust the position of my dick. Maybe, tuck it under my belt."

She seemed shocked, "Wh-what? Can't you just get to relax?"

"I can't!" I shot back. "You have to help me.."

She rolled her eyes, "Fine. What do you want me to do?"

"Nothing. Just...mirror my movements. I mean, follow my lead, okay?" I didn't wait for a response from her, rather I started the rub myself against Jennie in a way that could nudge my cock into a less revealing position.

It felt so good to have her grind herself on me, and I got a bit distracted. I slid my right hand down her back, pulling her close to me before placing it on the curve of her round ass.

She glared at me, "Have you forgotten that your wife could be out there, watching us?"

"We gotta do what we have to do." I replied, as I continued to rub my crotch on her, my cock pressing into her dress. The feel of her boobs against my chest tickled me, making hear to curl through my body. Her breath quickened.

Then, it all came rushing back to me.

The memories of my encounter with her in the car. The feel of her wet pussy as it firmly gripped my cock while I slid in and out of her.

I could no longer hold myself back from getting caught up in the movement. So, I tightened my grip around her waist, pulling her even more close to me.

Jennie's eyes fluttered close and just as she was starting to loosen up in my embrace, my wife walked in across the room.

"Jennie!" I said, "We have to get out of here, Ciara just walked into the room"

Jennie's eyes popped open. "Wh-what? Are you serious?" She jerked her head backwards, scanning the room. Then, she spotted Ciara.

"Oh no!" She gasped.

"Your sister cannot see me like this!" I cut in, "She would definitely notice it if she comes any closer, and I don't know how to explain why I had such a huge boner while dancing with you. Let's leave this place!"

"She's coming! Where should we go to?"

I scanned the room quickly. Everywhere was crowded. No one seemed to pay us any attention, but I knew my wife and I was sure as hell that she would come looking for me soon.

"There's a mini photo booth outside the house. Uncle Sams put it there. Let's go there" Jennie suggested.

I didn't pause to think, rather I spun her around and we both marched out of the room. I stuck close to her as much as I could, while my arms firmly clutched her shoulders. We greeted a few relatives on our way out.

It felt like torture. Probably worse than it.

I was getting more horny by the seconds as my cock poked her ass while we headed out.

Poke. Poke. Poke.

Oh God! It was getting way too hard for me to stop myself from pulling her dress up and shoving my dick up her pussy. There was a weak smile on my face as I nodded at the people around us. Jennie blushed, embarrassed.

Just before we got out of the room, I threw my head backwards to look at my wife again. She had her back to us and she was talking to her father at the bookshelf.

I swallowed hard, counting the seconds before we were out.

One. Two. Three.

We were out! The photo booth was by the driveway, and a handful of relatives stood outside, talking and dancing.

We got to the photo booth within minutes and we practically dove into it, drawing the curtains close.

We both fell to the floor, with her under my heavy body. "Get off me!" Jennie laughed. When I rose and sat on the small bench in the booth, she sat on my thighs, making it easy for me to hold her in a spooning position.

My cock pressed her dress, and within seconds it was in the space between her legs.

I felt hot and sweaty.

With the constant friction of her body on me, being so close to Jennie, and the insane thrill of getting caught, i was fucking horny. I need to let off some steam. I pulled up the bottom of Jennie's dress, running my hands on her slender, long legs.

"Henry, I know I enjoyed the last time you fucked me, but we can't do..."

"Jennie!" I said with a hush, "Just admit it. You're into this too. I can feel how wet you are" I said, running my hand on the inside of her thigh, my fingers stroked her pussy through her wet panties.

Jennie blushed, "Henry..." She moaned.

I turned her towards me and pressed my lips on her softer lips. Her tongues twisted against each other in a kiss as my hands wandered all over her slim body. They came to a pauas at her boobs and I gently squeezed them.

"Oh God. It felt so soft and so...good to hold. I slid down the bench and her body followed suit, but we didn't disentangle from each other. We laid on the floor of the photo booth in a spooning position as she arched her back while we kissed.

I don't know how long we spent kissing, but I did know that i would give anything in that moment to continue kissing her. It was intoxicating to have her tongue dance in my mouth as I squeezed her boob.

She pulled away, turning to face me properly. "I have missed you, Henry. I haven't been able to stop thinking about our first sex in the car, and no one else comes close to the pleasure you gave me."

I froze at her words.