I've been in dear with Tracy, my wife's sister, ever since I first met her. It was 1989, one year before my wife and I were married. We were just friends, and she wanted me to come with her to her dwelling Ithiel Town in the Midwest to attend to her brother's High schooling Graduation.

Tracy and her former babe picked us up at the drome. I noticed Tracy, then in college - a blond Midwestern beauty, and was immediately attracted to her. We were driven to their parent's home, and had lunch. Through the weekend, I got to know all of my wife-to-be's fellowship, including Tracy. Tracy was dating, in College, and not very occupy in me, so didn't notice that I was giving her my undivided tending.

My wife and I married in the summer of 1990. Over the year, Tracy and I did get to make out each other, and became sidekick and sister-in-law. I never hinted my attraction to her, nor did I get the sense 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 fold to her family. Christmas Day 2017 I was invited to Christmastide at my mother in law's home in the Midwest. My life would never be the same.

I arrived about a hebdomad before Yule. Tracy picked me up at the airport. My wife's death hit Tracy hard. We embraced at the airport, for what seemed ilk forever - the farsighted embracement we'd ever shared. She took me to her mother's sign of the zodiac, where I would detain during my visit.

Tracy is a rattling estate broker, and a right one, dealing with high curler clients. Expensive houses. One day, Tracy invited me to go along on a sales call.

I toured a Brobdingnagian, beautiful house with a potential client. Spencer Tracy was in here chemical element, and the client was sold. The house's owner were in European Community for the holidays.

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

We went to a bar, and began to talk. About my wife, Lynn's, overtaking. About Spencer Tracy, Lynn's, and their sibling growing up. Then Tracy turned her care 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 months, and we were married for so yearn ”.

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

"Lynn was disgusted for over ten old age"

"Yes ”, I replied"ten years, but she did pretty undecomposed ”.

Tracy :"But she couldn't have sex ”.

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

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

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

"No, I didn't. I thought about it, but didn't want to chouse 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 take my mind off it, and it just didn't seem to be right, that soon after she passed ”.

Spencer Tracy turned to look me, and put her hired hand on my knee."A few eld ago, Lynn asked me for advice on how to aid you. She wanted me to tell you it was OK with her if you strayed. I told her no - that wouldn't be comely to you. You wouldn't do it, and it would confuse and thwart you ”.

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

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

I smiled.

Tracy looked down, then looked into my eyes."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 jest."No, Doug, you're not. You are a warm, caring mortal, who is hurting, and who needs to be with someone. someone who loves you. Someone who wants to induce you sense better. Someone who wants you to bask sex again ”.

I looked at Spencer Tracy."Wow, she dropped a immense load on your shoulder joint. We don't even live in the same townspeople. How are you going to purloin me up ?"

Tracy held my handwriting."Doug, I want to be that person ”.

"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 orphic ”.

"Mom knows."

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

"Yes, very for sure. The day I picked you up at the airdrome the first time you were in town twenty-whatever eld ago, I picked up that you found me attractive ”.

"I wasn't aware ”.

"hombre usually aren't. I thought you were very cunning. I also knew Lynn was gaga about you. I didn't want to get between you two ”.

"So, what's next ?"

"Let's go back to the house 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 up the stairs ”, took my hand, and let me upstairs.

She led me to the master toilet, with a huge bathtub. She began to pull out a bath, put in house of cards bath.

"Get undressed"she said. So I did.

Spencer Tracy remained clothe. I got into the tub, and she took a sponge gourd, and began to bathe me.
After about five min, Tracy left the room, came back in a bathroom robe. She dropped the robe. For the 1st time, I saw Spencer Tracy's beautiful body. D-cup breast, perfective body, shaved pussy. She got into the tub, laid her back over my body. I took the luffa and bathed Tracy.

After about half an minute, Spencer 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 covers, got on her knee joint, and began to massage by cock and balls. Slowly, so slowly. She got rub down oil and worked it into me. So wearisome, so gentle, so sensual.

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

I couldn't take away too much of this. The whiz were amazing. It was the first meter anyone had done any anal drama on me. I blew my load in her mouth, she swallowed. We cleaned up, and went to sleep.

In the daybreak, Tracy awakened me with a recondite French kiss. We kissed and embraced for half an hour.

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

I went on top of her, and entered her. She gasped. We made passionate 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 Balls out from under her pillow."There is lube under the bed. Put these up my ass ”.

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

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

At breakfast Spencer Tracy told me"The couple 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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