When Sharelle invited me to her Chalet I agreed, eagerly looking forward to an all girls weekend. The past couple of months have been hectic ever since I found Easydater. I’ve been so busy my dancing shoes and my pussy needed a rest; Sharelle’s soft tongue would be a nice alternative to the pounding thrusts of an over eager fuck stud.When I arrived a beautiful dinner waited on the table. Her husband was in town for business, so we were alone. After dinner we grabbed our wine glasses and headed to the sauna to unwind. We chatted a bit, then put our tongues and lips to better use, kissing each other tenderly over our heat-glistening skin. It was so easy to slip my finger between a woman’s thighs, to feel the feather flap of pussy lips open for my probing fingers. I was just getting into the feel of her juices swirling around my fingertips as I teased her hole, so close but not entering.At that moment we heard a definite ‘ahem’. Sharelle and I froze in place, but turned our eyes to see who was there. Please don’t be her husband, and the head of dark brown hair saved me. Her husband was bald, not this massive dark hairy dude. Sharelle began to stammer, caught in the act by her brother-in-law. Oh yeah, she’s married to a very jealous husband who promised to divorce her and take all her money if she’s caught being unfaithful even once. And that includes women, so Sharelle has to be discreet. But that was all over now, unless we could convince the asshole not to rat.I took the initiative and grabbed the towel wrapped around his waist. What was uncovered wasn’t so bad, a fat cock, even from tip to stump, like a garlic sausage. I reached for his semi-hard dong and pulled him closer until his helmet was in my mouth. From there I did what I do best, urging the dickhead not to tell his brother between gulps of fleshy cock. He answered he might be persuade to keep his mouth shut if his sister-in-law were a little more active in the plea-bargaining. A lawyer, figures. They love to hear themselves talk, so we were really going to have to give him a show to buy his silence. My pussy actually enjoyed ‘one more for the road’, and I fucked the bastard so good he cried out ‘I’m guilty’ when he came. So much for a break from Easydater, it doesn’t seem to matter where I go, I always get fucked.