"Hello, big brother," my sister greeted me as I entered. "Or should Isay 'big sister'?"I nearly fainted. I nearly wet myself. I did flush bright scarl...t anddrop my matching underwear leaving me stood in unmistakably femininepanties that did nothing to disguise the suddenly rampant masculinitythey totally failed to contain.My stammering, pitiful protestations were brushed aside by my twointerlocutors as I attempted to retrieve my scattered garments and beata retreat. Attempted only. My fumbling. Then I moved and took another one.She hadn't freaked out on me yet, so I pushed the envelope."Can you lower the part where it fastens?" I asked, hopefully."You want cleavage?" she asked, arching that eyebrow again."Desperately," I admitted, just telling the truth.She laughed. "At least you're honest."She tugged at the fold and for a second I thought the whole towel was going to drop."Ooops!"she squealed, catching it and ruining my day. "We wouldn't want that, now."She knew exactly what I. The cinch of her waist adorned by more lace; it swooped in arcs to fasten her stocking tops. Each strap left no impression on her hips. Snug as a second skin, lace panties covered her modesty. Those long lithe legs, calves tightened by impractical high heels. Bewitched by the grace of her movements, she placed a careful hand on the fluted bedpost. Fingers outstretched, each tipped with a French nail. Unpinning her hair with a flourish, it fell provocatively to one side and licked her. " He pulled his cock out and slid her dress down and pulled her after him as he walked out of the dance hall. He walked over to his car and opened the door and said to her "Before you get in take your clothes off. I know you won't mind stripping right here in the parking lot and I want to see your naked sexy body." She then stripped and after she was naked standing in front of him he grabbed her and kissed her and let his hands run over her tits and down to her ass and then around to her pussy..