You are by far the best woman I’ve ever been naked with and I wouldn’t change a thing about you.”“Shit! I wish I’d met you before I married!...By the way, the baby factory has been closed off so don’t be concerned.”I changed the subject to our marital histories. Mine was pretty simple compared to hers. She started by saying that few guys even cared so she was glad for an empathetic ear.She’d married at sixteen to the most likely father of the girl she was carrying. That had lasted only a few. I sit on the couch watching tv waiting for Hanna to return from work. I wanted to talk to her about my fantasy for weeks now. I've known she'd agree but I just didn't know how to bring it up. My fantasy is having a total BDSM relationship. Control all the time anywhere. I wait impatiently. Aroused by the thought of where this could lead us. Hanna walks in and without even saying "Hi." We say in unison says, "I NEED to talk to you." Then I quickly add, "You first." Well I wanted to talk to you. Your face was flushed, and you had been rubbing your own pussy through your shorts so much that the wet spot had soaked all the way through them. “Let me help you out of those” I offered as I pulled them over your hips. You pulled your top over you head exposing your bare tits. Once again I appreciated you not wearing bras or panties on this trip. I stood up and dropped my shorts just in time for you to take my cock in your mouth while you continued to rub your slit. Back on the screen we got. If anything I hope Im still his friend. Thats all I hope for right now. well see youll always be my sister Her slightly jumbled words moved me. But I was telling the truth. Tony was not a big spender of words. He probably was hoping to mend some of the broken things between us, but I knew he was too freaked out by the recent turn in my life. None of us had expected this. And the joyful time after the wedding was just a prolonged fling. Still, when he suggested we meet up for a drink, all I.