Fingers crossed.“Ricky, don’t you recognize me? Have I changed that much in a year?”I just shook my head no. I couldn’t remember this woman at...all.“Ricky, you’re my big brother, I’m your sister Melissa.”Sister? Melissa? Not my girlfriend?I tried to say something in response but my voice was still a mostly unintelligible croaking sound. Yeah, speech therapy would be in my future as well. Fortunately it was less torturous than the physical therapy would be.I gave up trying to verbalize a response. " She lifted up her oversized hoody and exposed her cock "is this what you want?" I was trembling, no alcohol in my system to calm my nerves I blurted out yes. She said "good, get up and take off your clothes" as I stripped her eyes scanning over my toned body I could tell she liked what she saw. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to my knees infront of her "now, suck my dick"Adrenaline was coursing through my body as I lowered my head to her cock, semi hard but growing. I grabbed it and began. I fixed a picnic lunch and brought it to the hotel…As it happened it went untouched. She arrived about 15 minutes late but looked spectacular in a rag wool sweater, tight black jeans and boots……She walked straight past me to the bathroom…and came out wearing only a men’s shirt…and a wicked grin…She lounged on the bed while I sat in the one chair in the room…I opened the wine and let it breathe …as it was clear she wanted to take her time…She wanted to talk about sex …her likes and dislikes…She. . you said something about a basement in my place." Where's the door?" Out back?" Shit ... we filled that in." Wasn't a door ... just a bricked in hole." Anywhere else?" The forklift floor?" There's a ring in the ceiling?" A trapdoor below it?" A chain hoist?" That heavy?" Thanks Pete."I hung up. Lunch.Where are you going?I'm going to eat.You did that.That was breakfast This is lunchYou're gonna feed your face and leave us hanging?I think I'll take Grace, Arnold and the girls out to Denny's for.