" I could always tell when DJ was messing with me.He had no poker face. And he wasn't messing with me. I sighed and we walkedinto school. I could feel...people staring at me, just not in the way Iexpected. The girls looked jealous, the guys looked curious. I even got afew cat calls. Each time it happened, I wanted to run and hide, but my bodyresponded differently. I would throw back my hair, put my shoulders backand strut just a little bit more. My ass was swinging wider then I thoughtwas. "Oh... you and the mister... I could see how that would help." "Yeah, he's phenomenal. truly." I bet.” I purred, “but when’s bedtime?" 9pm" she said abruptly."Melanie, that's 5 hours from now! I heard about the case you had, here, it's my treat. Tell your husband something came up and you need him to get the kids. Let me take care of his sexy Mrs. for today." Ah what the hell." She got up to grab her purse. It was the end of the day, who said she had to stay late right?Everything was going so. The show ended and she stretched out and got up walking to her bedroom asking if I was just going to sit there. As we were laying on the bed I offered her the massage and mounted her big booty and started massaging her back. She was extremely tense and appreciated the way I caressed her. I had to go pee, however when I returned she was assed out laying on her side showing her booty waiting to get its proper servicing. I kissed and rubbed her ass for at least five minutes before I did anything.. My sister must have weighed what I guessed was in the 115 to 120 range, but I swear she’d be under a hundred if she didn’t have her breasts.I glided my hands down over her rib cage and to her abs washing them while admiring the tone-ness. Smoothly I reached around to grip and wash her little ass. Having to step in my upward curled cock rested against her naval. She re-opened her eyes and looked at me.Her gaze made me anxious and I started stroking her upper thighs running both my hands around.