.. it all started as a silly game. My stepsister was a couple of years older than I was. I was around 16. Still the gap in experience was wider.With m... also lived my two younger siblings; 6 and 5 and her blood brother at 11 or so...There was this day, in which we were playing in the bedroom and as annoying as I can be I was wrestling the three younger ones on top of the bed... in good nature! I managed to immobilize all three quite effectively and they would shout for help... our parents. "How am I going to get my mind off her body? It's impossible to have a conversation with her when I so desperately want to fuck her. I need a wank, just to clear my head. I suppose if I..."I think I'll just have a quick shower..." Sure."So I walk nonchalantly to the bathroom. No lock on the door, another job yet to be addressed. Water on. Clothes off. I step into the steam, lean against the cold tiles, and close my eyes. A mental picture of her, wearing the summer dress that seemed more. But you, you're paying for it yourself? 'Yes. Yes, oh, I see. The single rate or the couples rate?' 'Well they are different, since with two, there is so much more interaction and analysis.' 'That's fine. Just consider this as a couples' session then. Besides she still might arrive.' She seemed satisfied and ushered me on in through an outer waiting room into her quite spacious office. I'd totally snowed her and she sensed no imminent danger. Now that. That, along with my lips, will have you warm in no time."Soon John was snuggling with Deana as they were wrapped in a warm blanket and sitting by a fire. He pulled his wife close to him and nuzzled her cheek.Deana felt John's warm breath on her cheek and turned to kiss his lips softly. Oh God, his kiss always took her breath away and started to feed the flames of desire.John pulled Deana closer and kissed her deeply. As their tongues did the dance of lovers, his right hand slid beneath her.