I went for truth to see what kind of tone she was going to take to this game. "Oh, did you like them?" she smiled and then continued, "I got them at Victoria's Secret." Then she quickly said, "Your turn, Truth or Dare?" "Okay, tell me where you got that fantastic bra and panty set," I asked. I smiled and said, "You're on! We'll play 'Truth or Dare?'" She giggled and said with mock confidence, "I am sure, unless you want to chicken out!" "Are you sure?" I asked, with my eyebrow cocked. "How about Truth or Dare?" she asked with surprise hint of trepidation.
"It was your suggestion babe, you pick," I said. "I don't know, what do you want to play?" She replied. She looked at me and, catching me watching her, gave me a coy smile and said, "It's a long drive, let's play a game." She then pulled on some loose fitting cut off sweat shorts over her thick thighs. She then wiggled out of her pants, and I saw that she wore a matching red thong. She reached around and grabbed her tank top from her backpack and pulled it on, still showing off her amazing cleavage. She said, "No need to pull off," as she quickly stripped her shirt over head, as she gave me a great view of her red bra with a sparkling rhinestone in the middle, holding two of the largest jiggling tits I had ever seen. I told her that it was no problem and I would be happy to stop at the next rest stop. Her weight had spiraled up over the last couple of years, but even with her being 5'5" and close to 200 pounds still, she is a very attractive girl.Īs soon as we were out of town, she asked me if it was okay if she changed from her work clothes and put on something more travel friendly. Whereas my wife is an athlete and well put together, the most exercise my sister-in-law seems to get is lifting her fork or rolling a joint. She had several tattoos, her hair was always a different color, today it was bleached blond, and she had a sailor's vocabulary. We swung by and grabbed a few boxes of her possessions out of her friend's car, and were quickly on our way back across the desert.Īs the misfit of the family, she has always leveraged shock value to get attention.
Six hours later I pulled up outside my sister-in-law's work place to pick her up. She then confessed that she had volunteered me to do the four hour each way turn around trip from our place to Vegas. She went on to tell me how her sister had just broken up with her jerk of a boyfriend and was out of a place to live. She asked me if I would be willing to go "rescue" her 18 year old little sister and bring her back to California. My wife of four years called me at work just before noon. I was suspicious as soon as I heard the oozing sweetness in her voice.
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