I got up and went to the window to look, there were no lights on so Bailee and Heath wouldn’t see me watching them. The security light beside the ho...se illuminated the interior of the car enough I could see what they were doing. Heath grabbed my sister and pulled her in for a kiss but Bailee put her hands on his chest and pushed him away, it looked like she was pissed about something. She slammed open her door, scrambled out then banged the door closed with enough force I could hear it. I got. They had a pleasant dinner and continued catching up, just about completing the inventory of high school acquaintances and what they were up to now. But something seemed to be on his mind. And where in the coffee shop she'd felt like she could have asked him anything, somehow here, she felt like it would be intruding. Like she was already in the way a little, and shouldn't tread any further. Maybe this was what his ex-wife had felt in this place. Or had she even ever lived here? Maybe he was. Sue laughed deep in her throat."Sue, I... I'm sorry, it's just that I..." he faltered."I know what it is," she whispered. "I know why you have a hard-on Jack."His breath quickened at her vernacular term. "You... you do?" You have a hard-on because you want to fuck me," she said. "That's right, isn't it, Jack" You do want to fuck me, don't you?" Oh God!" he managed to breathe. His prick seemed to be palpitating wildly in his pants now, and his brain reeled. Had he heard correctly? Yes, yes, of. And I’d been craving it ever since.“What’s your favourite hole to get fucked in, slut?”Closing my eyes, I concentrated on my clit while slipping a finger into my tight wet pussy, ignoring his question.“I said, what’s your favourite hole, slut?”“My ass,” I managed, moaning as I said it and picturing being ass fucked while bent over the bar. I was getting closer. So close that the car was beginning to smell like pussy and you could hear the squelch as my fingers sawed in and out of my fuck hole..