Vince noticed the shiny stiletto heels and thefine nylon encased legs that gleamed in the light. He also noticed herfeminine shape under her tight wo...l skirt and how her bust jiggled underthe large flouncy bow at the front of her blue long sleeved satin blouse."Mr. Rigoletti. How nice to see you! My it's been a while hasn't it?"she said as she greeted him. "A little something for your wife orsomeone else maybe?" she said with a knowing smile."Is there a place we can talk?" Vince said. He repositioned it pointing up toward his middle. I guess it was uncomfortably constrained pointing down. Not having one I didn’t really know. Then he slowly, gingerly took my hand and guided it down. I let him. Truthfully I wanted to feel it and didn’t need much pushing. I rubbed him through his jeans and he let out a moan and arched his back. I was getting excited to see him under my control. I wanted to see that throbbing guy stick. I wasn’t thinking any more, I just unzipped his jeans and. So all in all, it was just looking and shagging.But once finally I had a chance and let me tell you now how it happened. We have another house of our own around 14-15 kms away outside the city. It is a plot in which we’ve constructed only two rooms.We usually rent it out for 3-4k Rs a month to small families. In that plot we had also made a small jhuggi for a dhobi and his wife, and his family had been living in that small jhuggi for around 10-11 years, as caretakers. It helps, as they keep the. They had a small family and it would be a nice distraction. Turned out it was exactly what I needed.A quick bit about my sister and I: we get along, or got along, as in we really got along very well. We’d both been sexually active since our mid-teens. Well, she was anyway, if you can count sucking my brother’s cock. It sounds shocking to say it like that now, but at the time and in the light of what I haven’t said yet it seemed innocent and natural enough.Now you may have read between the lines.