This is a true story, although it happened many years ago, I remember it as though it was yesterday. Only minor details have been changed to protect identities. It happened to me when I was 21. I was still living at home with my parents at the time. My sister (Kelly) who is 3 years older than me, left home and got married (to Eddie) at the age of 17. Kelly had a gorgeous little girl called Amy who was 4 years old. I often visited my sister on a Saturday afternoon to see my niece and play with her, sometimes I'd take her to the park. Occasionally I would baby sit for Kelly and Eddie so they could go out for the night. I also got on really well with my brother-in-law who was 5 years older than me. We both owned and shared an interest in motorbikes.

I had never told anyone about my life long fetish for satin, especially pretty satin slips and blouses. Up until that day I had never actually seen my sister wear satin before, although I knew from photos I had seen, she wore a gorgeous blue satin blouse at her wedding reception. Being only 14 at the time and not liking my sister, I refused to attend my own sister's wedding, which I later regreted when I saw the wedding photos of Kelly in that lovely blue satin blouse. Not attending my sister's wedding has been something I have always regreted. I stole one of the photos of my sister in her blue satin blouse and still have it to this day, it has inspired many of my fantasies and stories I have written.

I had often wondered if Kelly wore satin lingerie. I will even admit I had taken a peak into the laundry basket when I used the toilet at my sister's house. Unfortunately I had never seen any signs of my sister having a liking to satin of any kind.

This particular and very memorable Saturday afternoon, I visited my sister like I often did. I rang the doorbell and was surprised by the speed at which Kelly answered the door, which was almost immediately. I was knocked for six as the door opened and I saw my sister dressed in only a very slinky and gorgeous black liquid satin full slip. It had pretty scalloped lace trim around the bust and hem, and delicate thin shoestring straps running over her shoulders. Kelly turned and picked up a paint brush and continued with painting the hallway.

"Oh that's why you answered so quickly," I said as I entered, watching her continue painting dressed in only her lovely black satin full slip.

"Amy isn't here," she said, "Eddie has taken her to visit his mum for a few hours. They haven't been gone long, so they wont be back for sometime yet.

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