After 3 decades some dialogue had to be improvised (sorry) but it does follow all we remember thinking and feeling. The folding door swung open and I ...tood face-to-face with my naked sister whod come looking for our cat, Tinkerbell, and as such Beth was looking at the floor for a cat, taking a moment to register my presence. Her eyes started at my shoes and traveled quickly upwards past my crotch to my face, where her mouth dropped open, eyes got VERY big, and the startled shrieks began.. No padding or wires, just soft fabric holding her little mounds in place. I grasp at this too, like a raging animal, thrusting it up to expose her tiny tits. She’s damn near flat-chested, which is why she doesn’t even bother with a real bra. I leave all her layers of clothing bunched up above her boobs as I inspect them, caressing her with my fingers. Pale white skin. Small areolas, almost invisible as they’re the same pale color as the rest of her. And pale pink nipples sticking up at me.. You love it, become encouraged by it, when I let you know, both physically and vocally, that I have gone beyond the limits. You raise your body above mine, hover for an instant, then begin descending, settling into position, gaining access to the gaping and inviting spot that awaits your invasion. You glide in easily, and immediately gasp at the tightness that welcomes you, envelops you. Another low moan escapes past your lips as you begin to thrust rhythmically back and forth, and as my body. ‘Good, I’ll probably be back Friday.’ I told the clerk as I left hurriedly to get home before Grace. I didn’t want her to suspect I might be on to her. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The next day I called the divorce attorney, Donna Sinclair, and told her what I’d suddenly discovered and asked her some questions about privacy laws. Then I called a private eye who specialized in electronic surveillance and made an appointment with him for that afternoon. Friday evening I was back at the Best.