Two days later she engineered for the boy I was friendly with to come over to our house and then encouraged me to take him into my bedroom and start f...oling around.It was only the three of us and before too long, she was being proven right, I did like the attention and the feelings of being licked down there and as I closed my eyes and intensified the feelings, I momentarily opened them to see my sister watching us, from the slightly ajar door behind the boys back, she was smiling and waved. Homicide had the top floor of a three story building that used to be a warehouse. Wood floors, a high ceiling with exposed struts, aluminum wrapped ducts that carried heat in the winter and tepid air in the summer. The windows all opened so we didn’t suffocate in the heat but it was far from comfortable. Made the guys and gals eager to be out and about, rather than sitting behind a desk here. Downstairs was for the uniforms and the second floor was special units and some of the brass. I avoided. Whatever it was, Dave tried to have it wrapped up by a quarter to eight. He'd tell the boys to go get their pajamas on and get ready for bed, because Aunt Shae would be calling soon.Shae almost always called right at eight, never missing it by more than a minute or two; after the first call, Dave had moved the speakerphone to the living room so it would be more comfortable for the three of them, and they usually gathered on the couch. Shae always talked to the boys for a few minutes, asking. Beneath it he had on the black thigh high stockings and little silky white boy shorts with black polka dots. He was hard and the panties were had a wet spot from his precum.I told him to open my robe. He obeyed. I was completely naked and semi-erect.I handed him a bottle of motion lotion."Stroke it."He took my cock in his lubed hand and started gently working it.I watched his wife finger fuck herself while he got me nice and hard. With his free hand he touched his own cock through his panties.I.