Rachel had clearly given all my activities a glowing report; because I was soon to find I’d earned back my sister’s warmth and affection.I had bee... bare-chested in the sun-drenched driveway, putting a finishing polish to Robert’s 4x4 when their taxi arrived.Linda emerge from the cab looking great and she’d came over to hug me and there was something special in the way she’d held me; as her lips brushed my neck. “Oh it’s so good to see you Brad! Where’s Rachel?”“Oh yeh, she’s out on a ramble;. Maybe we can find somebody to take him over later." By the way, I dug out my old cards. You want to come over and go through them for me?" Come over? To your house? Uh, sure..." Great, my mom is making dinner and she said you could join us. You remember my mom, right? She was always there rooting me on." Yeah, I think she was more upset with me winning than you were." Well, I think she saw it as sort of a glass ceiling kind of thing. If I had won I would have moved up and on to bigger things. I. She gives me a questioning look."Don't worry." A large grin on my face.After purchasing the black PVC crotch less underwear, matching support bra( breasts are exposed ) and black stilettos. Prior to going in to the salon I tell her she shall comply with all requests. If not she can start looking for another job.At the hair salon the apprentice takes her to the back to wash her hair, I hear the girl ask for her jacket, then a gasp. I smile."Fuck me" the girl says. As Mrs Jones lies back to get. She hadn’t moved during her stripping. Then, she put her hands over her head and sensuously stretched and wriggled in front of me. My eyes moved downward: full breasts swaying side to side, stomach muscles rippling, and riveted on the thick snatch of red hair above her pussy.I whipped my cape and cowl off in one motion. My cock was straining to break free of my loin cloth. She ripped my briefs off, my cock hard, bobbing between us. Two handed, she stuffed my rod half in her dripping cunt. Never.