Sixtynine Stories

There had always been an attraction between me and my sister-in-law. Even when I’d been living with her sister – and then even engaged – that tension was always there between us. I used to look forward to the days during the summer when my sister-in-law was single and would call over sometimes for a barbeque. In a summer dress, with bronzed legs and cleavage showing, I’d often have to remain cooking at the barbeque longer...