But we can't kiss anymore."She looked away and tossed her long hair back. I couldn't help but look at her body. Her little blue jean skirt was so shor... and sexy letting me have an eyeful of her long legs. Her tight black top was very low cut showing the small cleavage she had."Natalie?"She wouldn't look at me."Hey come one please look at me. I really loved that kiss but we are brother and sister. It's not right."She finally looked at me with tears forming in her emerald eyes. "But it did feel. It wasn’t the greatest orgasm he had ever felt, not even close to what he had experienced so very recently with Alison, but the release of pent-up tension and hormones was enough at least to scratch the itch. For now at least. Peter cleaned himself up with some toilet paper, pulled his pants back up, zipped up his trousers and straightened his tie. He checked in the mirror that nothing was out of place, washed his hands, flushed the toilet and headed back upstairs to his office. Monday, March. Amy relaxed and just went with it. Almost at once he made it to her panties and she did nothing to stop him. His hand was roaming over her entire body and was paying particular attention to her panty clad pussy. Amy's legs were slowly spreading apart and with every pass of his hand she was more open and available. When he finally slid his hand under her panties the lust in my eyes had taking over completely and I wanted to see my wife get fucked by another man. She had completely surrendered. I lower myself so no one else sees me. Next thing I know, she's done pumping gas for me, and she tops off my car! I was just gonna put in like ten. Then again, I get to see her walk in. Nice ass indeed. Got my dick chubbing up, but I need to stop. She don't even have to do all this. I'm lucky right now. And her she comes."Ok, I'll follow you." she calls out to me.Now I know this could lead to something. Luckily, I just moved apartments so no one knows me over there. Then again, why am I even.