They were on fire. I felt the heat and the rush of blood into them. I turned toward her and she took one into her mouth. I moaned when she flicked my ...ipple with her tongue. We have to be fast and you have to be quiet. I didnt say anything. I let her pull my jogging pants down and she dove onto my thong. She put her mouth on my pussy through the silk. I was soaked. When she pulled them to the side and put her tongue against my clit, my legs almost collapsed. I braced myself against the walls. . weird. We were close as always, but something was off."Work. School. Family. Whatever." Let's go away for a while," I suggested. Her face brightened, and she quickly sat up, tucking her legs beneath her for support. Her breasts swayed enticingly and as I brought my gaze upward I caught her eyes and saw a little smile on her face."Yes?" she asked, teasing."Um... we could go up north? My uncle has a cabin. We could go boating, or whatever." It sounded lame to my ears, but she seemed all for. The office was, of course, decorated to enhance this impression of reliability with all the furniture being of heavy, dark mahogany with ornate carvings on the legs and all of it at least a hundred years old. Piles of dusty leather backed books filled every shelf and, with the blinds half closed as they were now, there was a certain gloom about the place broken only by the light from the reading lamp placed on her desk.I knew I was in trouble from the moment I walked in - the two straight. He wouldn't tell anybody when he showed them that trick, but the image he conjured up was his older sister spread out on her bed and inviting him to come and mount her pale, ripe body.That had been three years ago, just before she went off to college. Since then he had mastered Kegel exercises and last summer, after the first almost accidental coupling with a full-grown woman, he had become a wandering stud with a lawnmower, servicing a score of grass widows and adding greatly to his secret.