She closed her eyes and recalled the feeling of him touching, kissing and then licking her breasts as she masturbated. In her mind's eye she envisioned him in bed and jerking off into her black silk and lace panties and that increased the speed of her fingers against her clit.
That mental picture combined with the fact that he was thinking about her as he stroked his hard cock pushed her over the edge quickly. She was forced to bury her face in a pillow so her orgasmic cry did not wake anyone.
She didn't feel guilty about what had happened between them, as they were related only through the marriage. If they had met before her parents got married, she would have invited him into her bed with no hesitation.
She had been without a lover for quite a while as the last few were serious disappointments. Minimal kissing, no foreplay and no desire to experiment. Even her most erotic lingerie were ignored; it was quickly removed so they ram themselves inside her.
She had been in a self-imposed celibate state for a few months and was surviving until she realized that she had been missing and craving a man's touch. Terry seemed to be the solution.
He was attractive but shy and based on her experience was probably a gentle lover. Not like that was likely to happen as he was still embarrassed at being naked in front of her. She forced herself to sleep as she had housework in the morning and 7:00 am came awfully early.
Over breakfast their parents informed them that they were going out for the evening and Dad was in the process of repeating the rules, but Terry and Megan beat him to it by reciting them in stereo.
"No parties, no drugs, no alcohol and above all, no guests of the opposite guests."
After breakfast, Megan began her laundry chores while her mind was racing ahead to what she had planned for this evening. When she then heard Terry's motorcycle start up and pull out of the driveway, it was an effort not to run upstairs and find out where he was going.
"Terry left?" she asked, pouring herself a cup of coffee
"Yes, he volunteered for an early shift. He must have some plans for later this evening," Mom responded.
Megan smiled inwardly. His leaving early meant that he'd be back early, so she returned to her chores and finished her work in record time. Mom and Dad left about an hour after Terry did, and so with the bathroom now free she headed there.
She took a good long hot shower where she washed her hair and shaved her legs afresh. She also trimmed her pubic hair into something she had seen in one of her Dad's Penthouse magazines. After she applied her make up, she rummaged through her collection of nighties for the sexiest one she could find. She then tore through her lingerie drawer searching for another pair of her sexiest panties.
She then placed a note on Terry's door for him to take a shower and then text her when he was ready.
It was about 4:00 pm when she heard his motorcycle come up the drive. She listened for the sound of him moving through the house and then pausing at his bedroom door. After a few minutes, she heard the shower come on and she knew he was getting ready. It was an effort not to get excited.
It was about twenty minutes later that her cellphone chirped and she saw the text massage telling her that he was ready.
The door to his room was slightly ajar so she entered. He was already naked under the sheets and judging by the outline she saw, he was already rock hard. His eyes went wide when he saw the shorty nightie Megan wore, it was purple silk with black lace trim and fit her like a glove.
He also noticed that the nipples of her beautiful B cups were already straining against the fabric. Like yesterday, she stopped and did a pirouette to show him that this time she wore a thong of the same color.
She then slid under the covers next to him.