“That’s no problem,” Susan said in a voice that sounded half-asleep. “You can just move in with us. And you can have a suite of your own, Big ...ister.”“Big sister?” I repeated. “What’s that mean?”Susan shifted her weight so she was on her side and able to look at me. “It means that last Monday morning I had no siblings at all. And now I have two of the most beautiful sisters in the world. And I love them both so damned much, too.” Then she grinned at Emily and added, “See? No problem.”“Are you. Originally she was supposed to have a late shift today but luckily managed to get it replaced but hadn't told the boys since she wanted to suprise them.It wasn't like Janet would have had trouble finding herself another man (or a woman for that matter) at the age of 39 she was still a MILF and took care of her body to stay that way. Her bright red hair reached just below her shoulders when she let it loose, her breasts were also still quite perky although those had gotten some help from a. One evening I received a phone call from my good friend Susan Hays who worked in the same office as Peter.The company had taken on an office junior by the name of Jamie and Peter was showing rather a lot of interest. I just assumed that she was a girl, but I was wrong. Jamie was a delightful young man straight out of school. I think it was early winter when I noticed that I was putting on weight at an alarming rate; something was very wrong. Graham, our elderly neighbour and my gardener, would. "I'vehad enough talk, Marie, Now STRIP!!" A resigned look on her face, Marie slowly removed her skirt. "Can't I keepmy top on?" "No. Almost everything is already exposed in that tank top, anyway. You'renot showing much more." "But I'm not wearing a bra underneath," she whined. "That's your problem not mine," Mr. Kent said impassively. "You should havethought of that before coming here to seduce me. Come to think of it, not wearinga bra was probably part of your plan, anyway, so you gotta.