In-Law at the Hotel Pool
About ten or twelve years ago we went out of town for a funeral for a relative of my wife. A whole lot of the family was staying at the same hotel. The night before the funeral, after the wake, much of the family gathered at the hotel’s indoor pool area. One of my wife’s cousins was there. I didn’t know her well, well enough even to recall if her husband was there too. She was in her forties I guess. Very average looking face with glasses, a bit of a square jaw, short dark hair, very average body with just a couple of extra pounds and B cup tits. Just an all-around average conservative fortyish rural/suburban Midwestern mom.
This cousin hadn’t brought a bathing suit with her, as I guess it’s not the first thing one thinks to bring to a funeral. So the cousin improvised and wore shorts and a plain white t-shirt to the pool, and joined her kids in the water. I didn’t notice her at first, until she got out and joined my wife and me and a few others sitting around a table. There was a very brief period where I watched the cousin approach us with her wet t-shirt clinging to her freely jiggling tits, displaying her dark areolas. She grabbed a hotel towel and covered up, so it was brief show. I have only seen her a few times since, but that wet t-shirt view is what I think of when I see her.
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