The way her long blond hair fell over her shoulders in curls. The way her bright blue eyes sparkled in the moon and the light that illuminated from th... pool. The way her slender body held onto the jean shorts and thin tank top that clung to her body. The way her nipples shown through her tank top, begging for me to reach out and take them between.... What the hell are you doing? I asked myself. Was I really checking out my own little sister? Was I really getting turned on by the idea of taking. She brought water for me and while giving it to me, she bent in front to give me full view of her juicy boobs. She sat beside me on the edge of the sofa. All this while she kept licking her lips as if to arouse me. I knew she was ready. She stood up and took me to her bedroom. I just followed her. She opened my shirt and pant. I was enjoying every bit of it. Then she removed my underwear. I dropped her pallu. She asked me if i have any objection and i told no and i responded by holding her. She actually smiled and nodded back, and I noticed that neither of her daughters caught that. It was a bit telling that we were having a small unspoken conversation right in front of her daughters and they never caught on.“You can come over right before I come home from work, no long afternoon visits” was what she was implying, and I could respect that. After all, my coming over was not about making out with her, but asking her to a dance.I thanked her for her permission for the date, and after. The came together then in a fierce embrace, each of them moved to action by the closeness of the others presence. There lips met and they were still cold, but there tongues reached out and they were hot. His hands found there way into her robe as she pulled at his belt and shirt. Her large breasts and round hips fell against him with both longing and comfort. Her skin was white and cold, and he felt hot against her as he slipped from his clothing and they sank to the floor in front of the hot.