She looked around and saw her husband and walked a little unsteadily over to where he sat. He noticed she was perspiring. Rivulets of sweat ran betwee... her breasts and down her cheeks. Her face was flushed and he could see she was really buzzed. Only one button of her top had been re-buttoned and it barely held her skimpy top on. He loved her to wear that sexy top, which accentuated the contour of her ripe breasts. She didnt tell him that Shawn had sucked her aching nipples or how hot hed made. As she stumbled into the house, her step-brother Aaron met her in the kitchen. Though they were step-siblings, he may as well have been her real brother. His dad married her mom when she was only two years old and Aaron had fallen head over heels for his new baby sister. "Whoa, what's up with you, squirt?" He always insisted on calling her squirt.. He might be six years older than her but that didn't give him the right to treat her like a baby. "I think I'm sick. My tummy is hot, my skin feels. I’d burned a lot of energy last night. I thought I’d earned it. It seemed like everyone except Barb and Arthur were feeling hungry this morning. I knew Arthur was hung over, but I suspected that Barb was mostly just upset at the note of finality that her conversation with Jane had put on our situation.We had coffee brought, put our orders in and then the shit hit the fan.“Dad,” Jane started, her tone deceptively soft. When he looked up at her, she unloaded. “Don’t you EVER pull a stunt like. That’s the first person I’ve seen you bring home since Brian, so he must be cool.” I sigh at his observation and nod my head for a moment. “Yeah, he’s a good guy. I still don’t think I’m ready for a relationship though, so I’m almost glad he doesn’t live here.” I try not to smile toward the end of my sentence, but it shows. It’s hard not to be honest with Ethan. He’s so easy to get along with. His eyes brighten by barely a degree at my comment. I almost didn’t notice. My head automatically.