I was checking out my best friend's wife. My baby sister. What the hell, I knew hot pussy when I saw it. I'd wanted to test her for years now. She was...fucking ripe. I just needed to see how she felt about playing with her older brother. Now was a good time. I was hard for her already. I wanted to see if she cared or not.As she reached up to the cabinet door I moved up behind her. I had one hand on her right hip as I lifted her skirt. She was wearing a thong."Now, Jeff. Don't get naughty. Let me. My best features are my expressive sea-foam green eyes that change to a cerulean blue when passionate or angry and my “bulge.” One of my gay friends and a wife of another constantly make comments of how they want to see the cause of my bulge. I don’t understand the curiosity. So I tell them, “It’s bigger than average, and smaller than porn star.” It’s nuts. (Ha, a pun). Sorry. The truth is I’m about 8” fully erect and rather thick. My girth is not baseball bat thick but I would probably compare. ‘Do you want to head to the cafe downstairs for some lunch then? My treat!’ ‘With all due haste then!’ I’m always all for free food. Chuck patted down his pants, making sure he had his wallet and his room key and we headed down to the cozy little cafe in the lobby of the hotel. We made small talk to get comfortable with each other, ordering a light meal. Once our hunger was sated, the talk turned serious. ‘You must have questions.’ Chuck offered, looking kindly at Danielle. ‘Some…I guess…’ She. “No, I let them pay. In fact I told the guy that I wouldn’t even leave the tip because he was being such a jerk, but I did say it with a smile,” she said.“A jerk? He was being a jerk?” he said.“Yes, well we are talking about Sam Bradshaw here,” she said. He snickered.“Yeah, I guess,” he said.“Yes, he told me what he’d suggested that Harriet and Jeffrey should think about naming their twins, when they arrived. And no I didn’t know they were having twins. Evidently they just found out; the.