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Caught Out in the Kitchen

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During the summer, my eldest sister-in-law, Cath, came to stay with us whilst her kitchen was refitted. She is a bubbly, friendly girl, and it really was no problem having her around.

I have a regular morning routine. I get up at around 6am, have a coffee and some breakfast, which gives enough time for a shower before I have to leave at around 7.30 for work. Cath is also an early riser and so it was normal for me to be in the kitchen with her first thing in the morning. I was careful to respect the rules with houseguests, and wore a dressing gown. Cath was rather more relaxed with just a long T-shirt, and it was very clear that nothing was underneath. I did my best to avoid looking, but it was very pleasant, and I disappeared for a shower quite quickly. It was a long shower, and I made sure that I gave myself a very good wash, cleaning out my tubes as well. When I returned downstairs, I felt much more relaxed and had a second coffee before heading out. My wife was still in bed, she does not have to get up early and enjoys a lie in.

Remembering my experiences that first morning, I was a bit more restrained for the next days. I kept my kitchen time to a minimum. I was embarassed about my reaction to a couple of jiggling breasts, and was terrified that Cath would notice my excitement.

However, on the last morning I had to finish some washing up and so was up to my elbows in suds when Cath arrived. True to form, she had a pretty sheer T-shirt on, and within a few minutes I could feel the pressure rising. I cleared up the dishes as quickly as I could and headed for the door when Cath said 'don't leave on my account'. I explained that I needed to get a shower, and Cath replied 'not going to re-decorate the shower are you?'. I was not sure that I had heard her right, so she added 'look, you skittled off earlier in the week, showered for ages, and came down all mellow. Admit it, you're going for a wank aren't you? Don't worry, all men do as well as quite a few girls'. I didn't know what to say, I was caught out. Cath added 'I'll be honest, if you're playing thinking of me then you might as well do it here. I like watching men getting off'.

What could I say, I was excited but realised that my wife would kill me if she knew what was happening. Cath must have realised the conumdrum, as she ducked into the larder and came out topless. 'Right, its square now and we are both being naughty. So you sit down and get cracking while I sort myself some breakfast'. I sat down and gingerly started playing inside my boxers. 'Oh for goodness sake', said Cath, 'you're having a wank and not a scratch. Get it out and get going. If you haven't come in 5 minutes, the top goes back on'. So I sat back watching her jiggle around the kitchen and started to really tug. Cath made little comments 'that's better', 'nice one' and finally 'you're getting close, so just tell me when you reach the point of no return, so I can see how much I've managed to conjure up in you'.

True to form, I came. Cath was pleased, there was enough to make her smile. I told my wife too, and she just laughed it off. 'Cath is a real minx', she said, 'when she was young she used to take all the boys behind the bike sheds, and had to hide her stained clothes from Mum!'



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