"You maybe come home with me to Provence?" she suggested, "it's a roof for the time being." Y'sure?" 'Oz' replied, "I don't want to be a burden to you... family?" No burden," she told him, "they've got plenty to share around. My Father is a professor of politics at the University. Mother is a successful artist. They're very committed people, you like them." I will?" 'Oz' shivered. It sounded like he was going to have more political lectures. "They're going to chew my ears off?" he asked. I ran up the grand white stone steps to the huge peeling, slightly ajar door. Stepping into the cold dark building a shiver ran through my body that I swore I could feel run through every hair on my head. To my right was that big, heavy wood panelled door. I smoothed down my hair and skirt and rolled my head. I reached out and rapped on the door three times. The memories came flooding back as I heard his voice through the door again. “Enter!” Suddenly I wasn't feeling so confident as I. "Uh oh, I thought, here it comes. We went too far last night and now she is having regrets."Uh... sure Sis, let me finish getting breakfast ready." I put the food on the table and sat down across from her."We'll eat first," she said.Suddenly I didn't have much of an appetite.When breakfast was over Cindy reached over and held my hand. I didn't say anything, waiting for what I knew was to come."Robbie, we went pretty far last night." Sis... I..." I started to say something, I wasn't sure what,. My pussy was soaked just thinking and talking about really doing it. The reality had set in, I was going to fuck a strange man while my husband watched and encouraged me.We decided on that coming Friday to go to the hotel lounge. I was in a constant state of arousal. We fucked like rabbits every chance we got. When Don was at work I would finger myself to orgasm thinking about what we were about to do.Friday finally came. Don watched as I dressed. I chose a pair of white bikini panties.