The new woman and man were stripping out of their clothes- business suites, both of them, and hanging them up in the big man's wardrobe. the man was t...ll and muscular, a bit of a beer belly starting on him. the woman had huge breasts, and they were too perfect- a boob job probably. she was slender otherwise, with a flat, almost six pack belly and lean hips. there was a duffel bag, like if you go to the gym, and a plain canvas bag at their feet. 'oh, she's awake! did we wake you darling?' the. Now I can really shop.”My sister said, “I’ll let you see my pussy if I can go on a shopping spree too.”I looked at my beautiful sister. Time had been good to her, in fact she looked even prettier than when we were in high school together.I answered, “I’ve done more than look at your pussy and it didn’t cost me any more than to take you a school dance.”She smiled, turned to her daughter, and said, “I used to let your Uncle fuck me for a candy bar and a soda when I was thirteen.”I said,. I was wearing a pair of shorts and was barefoot and shirt-less. I took her in. Her bottle-blonde hair had been teased out and framed her pretty face which was heavily made up; black mascara and eyeliner, mauve eyeshadow, rouged cheeks and ruby-red lipstick glistened her lips. She was wearing a blue mini-dress, the long sleeves and shoulders were made of semi-transparent black nylon material; the dress itself was a blue spandex blend and clung to her body like a glove. The hem rested at the top. Whereas, guys, you know ... there's the flagpole, and there's no hiding that."My sister answered my objection by shifting ninety degrees, lifting her feet from the floor to the sofa, scooting pillows out of the way and letting the throw fall away completely. She rucked up her knees so her heels were against her ass. That caused the hem of her sleepshirt to fall to her hips. She used the leverage of her heels to raise her hips as she slipped off her panties. Which she promptly tossed at my face,.