Joe blinked, startled by his kid sister's boldness. Then the lad realized that she, too, was sexually aroused. The crotch of her bikini was soaking we... and a trickle of pearly cunt-nectar glistened on her inner thigh. Nor was Jennifer making any effort to hide her horniness. She was even standing with her legs apart."Errr -- yeah, I guess," he muttered."Oooooh -- can I watch, Joe?" Jennifer squealed."Jeez, Sis... " he croaked.It amused Jennifer -- and greatly increased her confidence -- to. I had a letter from Sandi. She told me that she was being transferred to the hospital at Da Nang Air Force Base and if I was “ever in the neighborhood” I should stop by. I had to laugh at the “neighborhood” quip. In a return letter, I told her I would be sure and do that.The next eight months passed slowly. I had been involved in a lot of action and was promoted to Captain. It seems that my superiors were more than happy with my performance and I was being given promotions sooner than. She turned to me showing me her perky breasts. “This is what happens” she said softly. She began to squeeze a boob gently and a drop appeared on her stiff nipple and then ran down. My mouth gaped open and I must have looked stupid as I stood there drooling. “Its ok if you touch them,” she whispered, guiding my hands to her. My hands trembled as I felt her supple tanned flesh. Her boobs were firm. My thumbs traced the outline of her puffy areolas then grazed her stiff nipples. She began to leak. ’ I’ve had a bad habit of falling asleep during such shows with my wife over the years but touching Murphy had me anything but sleepy! A classical concert was scheduled at the Grant Park and coincidentally it was Ravel’s ‘Bolero” a pulsing, heady mix of sensual music and so rather than have dinner in a quiet restaurant we opted to pick up sandwiches, fruit and wine to picnic in the park. Buckingham Fountain was lit beautifully and the increasingly dramatic music had me wondering if I could.