”“What have you been doing while I have been gone? The place looks...”“I hope you’re not mad, but I was bored, and the place really needed s...me attention.”“No, no, not mad. It looks great, but you didn’t have to go to all that trouble.”“No trouble at all, Robert. I enjoyed doing it.”“Well, thank you. Where’s Josh?”“He’s over at Mary Lou and Betty’s.”I couldn’t help but remark, “I hope Betty put some pants on.”“I doubt it. Josh says she usually wears just panties and a t-shirt. But it sounds. We started to discuss our fantasies in bed, but as we were both sexually naive, this didn't get us very far. The only spark was when she admitted that she liked it when I was bossy towards her, ordered her about sexually and such. I on the other hand, told her, I would like to see her with other men. We still made love regularly, about two or three times a week, but sometimes, I must admit, I would be thinking about someone else.Things didn't change much until the holiday season at Christmas.. To this day I can't be sure if the very strange andoften arousing stories he often told me were true,passing time or if he wanted to play with our cockstogether. We eventually did that by all means but was he tryingto work his way in ? I honestly don't know. Here's something I tend to believe was true. He had three sisters: Karen,Roberta and Lori.None was any bathing beauty butLori was the one with the tremendousset of tits. My buddy told me once that Lori arrrived home one late night,. She was wearing, like before, massive black knickers, as I brought my hand around to the front she stood apart a little more as my fingers rubbed the front of her knickers, she was very moist. Fondling her tit with my left hand and rubbing the front of her pussy with my right she was groaning louder, sliding my finger under the elastic and straight onto her wet clit.Fingering her hard she moaned she was coming as I rubbed faster, then in a matter of seconds she squealed and moving up and down.