" "Yes maam, they're for you. Lisa Robertson, room 1203. May I put them down for you?" She led the way to a table near the window, where the young man...put down the vase. The vase was heavy. There were 2 dozen long stemmed white roses. "Can I get you anything?" She pressed a few bills into his hand, and thanked him. After he had gone, Lisa looked to see if there was a card. She opened the tiny envelope hidden in the huge white blooms. 'Please dine with me this evening. I have reserved a table. Just when she was about to get up, something came over me, a very strong desire, when I saw her walk in just underwear; my cock had become rock hard. So I took off my boxers, removed the blankets and stayed with my chest upwards, still pretending to be asleep, this way my hard cock would be pointing to the ceiling.As my sister-in-law walked by, she noticed my cock immediately. I could even hear her breathing and how it was getting heavier by the minute. Her hand was trembling; getting closer. I swung her around and kissed her passionately. Our hands worked furiously at each other's clothes. Through her white blouse, I undid the clasp of her bra and removed it through her shirt. I could see a damp circle form on her khaki shorts below her crotch, where her juice had soiled through her panties. In a wet tearing sound, her panties came off. I placed them in my pants pocket. I fell to my knees to kiss her belly, all the time feeling the heat coming off her pussy. My fingers stroked. I’m incredibly turned on, my nipples tingling and hard, my pussy hot and wet in anticipation of what’s sure to come next. Her lips are soon replaced by Rob’s as Christie kisses my neck. I had told her long ago that my nipples and neck were incredibly sensitive and apparently the minx hadn’t forgotten that as she kisses and sucks her way down my neck to my shoulders. Somehow, I’m now leaning back against the back of the couch, my hand on Rob’s freshly shaved cheek as he takes over where his wife.