I pulled away and froze, looking into Greta's face as if she would know what to do. She bent forward and kissed me, quickly but deeply, darting her to...gue into my mouth and then out. She whispered, "Let's go! We'll go somewhere else."We turned off the water and grabbed our towels. We each dried off. My hands were shaking, but Greta seemed very calm. By the time we pulled the curtain back, the intruder had left the locker room. The only sign of her presence was a large purple backpack on the. I’m good at cleaning and I can handle most minor home repairs. I’ve even replaced outlets and light switches, unstopped toilets, and shut off gas in an emergency. I don’t have a resume because I just graduated from high school and plan to go to college in the fall.” He looked at me, rocking back and forth a little. It was like he was in a rocking chair, only the chair didn’t move. I’d heard once that was a characteristic of geniuses. They said Bill Gates rocked like that in meetings. I could. But whenever we did meet, my eyes would do profiling of her assets and compare those with my wife’s. Even though nothing serious, but I enjoyed doing so.Our marriage was eventful and we had a sexy honeymoon, as we settled down to our normal routine life.Things went on this way for a few months with me and Anju having fun all around our house. Thoughts on my sister-in-law were just small, occasional sparks in my mind as I tried not to ignite much fire for now. My wife though would daily have. As I grew older, I never ate or fucked a pussy that I did not like or desire.Mom directed me as I tongued her pussy, she was surprised that I knew how to lick her clitoris. I was able to give her several strong orgasms. She asked, “Where did you learn that?”I told her that I had been watching porn on my computer. She then told me that I would have to mount her. Mom needed me to fuck her. She rubbed my cock between her soppy cunt lips to lube my cock with her juices. Then my cock entered a pussy.