I've been in love with Tracy, my wife's sis, ever since I first met her. It was 1989, one year before my wife and I were married. We were just admirer, and she wanted me to attach to her to her habitation town in the Midwest to attend her comrade's High schoolhouse Graduation.

Tracy and her early sister picked us up at the drome. I noticed Spencer Tracy, then in college - a blond Midwestern stunner, and was immediately draw to her. We were driven to their parent's home, and had luncheon. Through the weekend, I got to know all of my wife-to-be's menage, including Tracy. Tracy was dating, in College, and not very interest in me, so didn't notice that I was giving her my undivided attention.

My married woman and I married in the summer of 1990. Over the old age, Tracy and I did get to know each other, and became brother and sister-in-law. I never hinted my attractive feature to her, nor did I get the sentiency she was attracted to me.

My wife developed kidney disease in 2006, and fought it without dialysis until early 2017. For 18 months, she endured dialysis, finally succumbing to the disease in the summer of 2019.

I remained close to her family. Christmas 2017 I was invited to Christmas at my female parent in law's home in the middle west. My life would never be the same.

I arrived about a week before Dec 25. Spencer Tracy picked me up at the drome. My married woman's death hit Tracy hard. We embraced at the airport, for what seemed similar forever - the longest embrace we'd ever shared. She took me to her mother's sign, where I would quell during my visit.

Spencer Tracy is a veridical estate agent, and a good one, dealing with high roller clients. Expensive planetary house. One day, Spencer Tracy invited me to go along on a sales agreement call.

I toured a huge, beautiful house with a potential difference node. Spencer Tracy was in here element, and the client was sold. The business firm's owners were in Europe for the holidays.

After the call, Tracy asked if I'd like to go out for a drink. I said sure.

We went to a bar, and began to blab. About my married woman, Lynn's, passing. About Tracy, Lynn's, and their siblings growing up. Then Tracy turned her attention on me.

"Doug, you seem to be doing OK, but I noticed you're still a bit down ”.

"Yes, it's only been about six month, and we were married for so long ”.

Then Spencer Tracy went in a instruction I didn't see coming.

"Lynn was tired of for over ten years"

"Yes ”, I replied"ten age, but she did pretty salutary ”.

Spencer Tracy :"But she couldn't have sex ”.

"How did you know ”, I responded.
"She discussed it with me. She told me how practically she missed it, but that it seemed to change you. You became angry, disappointed, and she said you became very sad ”.

"Yes, I did. For the longest, I didn't understand why, but my sexual thwarting built up ”.

"So, did you ever seek out soul else ”.

"No, I didn't. I thought about it, but didn't want to cheat on her ”.

Tracy swirled her drink."Lynn told me she never though you cheated. And she loved you for it"

I smiled."I couldn't do that to her ”.

Spencer Tracy smiled, and gave me a hug."I love you for that. For protecting Lynn. For not hurting her. That wasn't easy. Have you been with anyone since she passed ?"

"No, I haven't. Her passing seemed to involve my mind off it, and it just didn't seem to be right wing, that soon after she passed ”.

Tracy turned to confront me, and put her hand on my human knee."A few age ago, Lynn asked me for advice on how to help you. She wanted me to recount you it was OK with her if you strayed. I told her no - that wouldn't be fairish to you. You wouldn't do it, and it would obnubilate and frustrate you ”.

I paused, looked down."Wow, I wasn't aware she cared that much ”.

"She loved you very much. About a month before she died, she asked me to reach out to you, to get sure you found someone else, you continued to dwell ”.

I smiled.

Tracy looked down, then looked into my middle."Doug, I know you've been out of circulation for some time now ”.

I laughed."Yea, I guess I'm an old fuddy duddy now ”.

Tracy didn't gag."No, Doug, you're not. You are a fond, caring person, who is hurting, and who needs to be with someone. Someone who loves you. Someone who wants to prepare you feel better. someone who wants you to enjoy sex again ”.

I looked at Spencer Tracy."Wow, she dropped a Brobdingnagian load on your shoulders. We don't even live in the same town. How are you going to lift me up ?"

Tracy held my bridge player."Doug, I want to be that mortal ”.

"Tracy, you're married"

"Doug, Kyle and I have been growing apart for about a year now. I don't love him any more"

I was stunned."You've kept it a hidden ”.

"Mom knows."

I looked at Tracy."Are you sure you want to….you know ”.

"Yes, very sure. The day I picked you up at the airport the 1st fourth dimension you were in Ithiel Town twenty-whatever years ago, I picked up that you found me attractive ”.

"I wasn't aware ”.

"Guys usually aren't. I thought you were very cute. I also knew Lynn was brainsick about you. I didn't want to get between you two ”.

"So, what's following ?"

"Let's go back to the business firm I just showed. They are out of the country until February ”.

So, we drove back to the house.

We went inside. Spencer Tracy said"let's go on a higher floor ”, took my hired man, and let me upstairs.

She led me to the master privy, with a Brobdingnagian bathtub. She began to draw a bath, put in bubble bath.

"Get strip down"she said. So I did.

Tracy remained clothed. I got into the tub, and she took a luffa, and began to bathe me.
After about five hour, Spencer Tracy left the room, came back in a tub gown. She dropped the robe. For the first prison term, I saw Tracy's beautiful body. D-cup breasts, perfect physical structure, shaved slit. She got into the tub, laid her back over my body. I took the strainer vine and bathed Tracy.

After about half an hour, Tracy exited the tub, and led me to the bedroom.

We got into bed. We embraced, kissed, and caressed each other. Tracy then pushed back the masking, got on her human knee, and began to massage by cock and musket ball. Slowly, so slowly. She got massage oil and worked it into me. So slow, so conciliate, so sensual.

Tracy then wiped off the lotion, took my rooster into her lip, and went down on me. As she was going down on me, Tracy took a prostate gland massager, lubed it up, inserted into my anus, and began to massage my prostate gland while giving me a blow job.

I couldn't use up too much of this. The star were amazing. It was the first time anyone had done any anal play on me. I blew my load in her back talk, she swallowed. We cleaned up, and went to sleep.

In the aurora, Tracy awakened me with a abstruse French osculation. We kissed and embraced for half an hour.

"make erotic love to me, Doug ”. I'm on the pill, no penury for a condom.

I went on top of her, and entered her. She gasped. We made passionate making love. She was getting very excited.

"Go down on me ”.

I went down on her pussy. She began to moan. She then pulled a set of Ben Wa glob out from under her pillow."There is lube under the bed. Put these up my ass ”.

So I did. I went down on Spencer Tracy again. She began to fall. I pulled the balls out of her ass. She screamed in cristal as she came.

We laid together for a spell, then showered, went for breakfast.

At breakfast Tracy told me"The duad who lives there is into BDSM. Their cellar is a dungeon. When we're done with Breakfast, I'm going to punish you for being a very, very bad boy.

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