He would probably join his Dad’s business and take over one of the rounds in a couple of years. In his enthusiasm to hear his Dad’s story, he runs...ahead and turns up the front path. A tall, slim young man wearing cricketing whites emerges from the front door, smiling at the eager youngster. ‘Hallo, son, what’s all the hurry?’ ‘Sorry Sir,’ Art stutters, looking behind to see where his Dad is. The tip of the ladder can be seen bobbing along behind the tall front hedge. ‘I’m ‘elping’ me Dad, he’s. She fixed her hair and waited for Pete to come.A while later, Pete brought over the drinks and the pie. He sat down and talked with Katherine.“You’re a very attractive woman. I love that shade of lipstick you’re wearing. You’re a real beauty. You must be married to some lucky bastard.”Katherine giggled and began to flirt with Pete. She liked the attention he was giving to her. She found him attractive and already decided that she’d sleep with him. She hadn’t had sex in a long time and if. ‘Take me James, I’m ready, I was only ever saving myself for you’ He didn't need words, the wild look in his eye was enough. his hand slid smoothly down the front of my floral panties, over the peachy skin there and between my moist folds. I took a steadying breath as he massaged the sensitive nub he found, every time he passed over it I would gasp and buck; he teased me slowly, building up and then slowing down until I was a writhing ball of need. But then he made a move that I didn't. (My sister did all this wontedly, which she told me later. So she was seducing me herself). I never let my sister sleep in the afternoon even when there is a chance as I felt I might miss my night act if she don’t get sleep during night time. She used to wear clothes that reveals her shapes.That night came and after dinner she went back to room saying she is very tired and don’t switch off the fan as its hot today. She wore a nighty by the time i came into room and i can see her bra and panty.