‘Did I just moan in the office?’ she thought to herself. Sitting up straight, she took a quick glance around hoping no one had noticed; it looked ...ike she was in the clear. Relaxing back into her soft leather office chair, she tried to relax her heavy breathing. Kate knew she was turning into a mess. Her bra felt tighter than it had when she put it on this morning and she couldn’t help but continually cross her legs under the desk as she squirmed in her seat. A distracting, cloying dampness. I drove back home as instructed. I was getting worried, what if as it appeared, that someone had kidnapped Callie? But who? I could think of no person or any reason for this. Whoever this was obviously didn’t know Callie and me very well, I have never called her Calista, even when we were first going together. Then there was the fact that this person was able to get into my house, I presumed it was because he would have Callie’s key, and then to access my computer, my files were password. Kimi removed her clothes, standing before the dresser mirror and admiring her naked body. “I could still pass for a teenager”, she said to herself. Then she slipped the nightie over her head and stepped into the sheer panties. They concealed absolutely nothing, she noticed approvingly. Not the eager thrust of her breasts, her perky little nipples, nor her bare labia lurking beneath the panties. Satisfied that her appearance was sufficiently sexy, she sat down on the bed and picked up one. Finally reality reasserted itself, and I looked over at her. “Well…” Angie said, before we both burst into laughter. We laughed long and loud, uncontrollably, until we were both gasping for air. We weren’t laughing at anything, but we couldn’t stop. Our merriment finally subsided and we looked back at each other. I could feel a contented smile on my face, and it was reflected on my baby sister’s. “That felt amazing, Zack.” She sighed, contentedly. “You too, Angie.” I replied, giving her a.