" Oh, yeah. Being polite. Smiling, blushing, giggling like a littlegirl... you were flirting whether you knew it or not. Remember, littlesister, you?r... a girl now and that makes you fair game for players likehim. Maybe you were just being friendly, but he?s wondering what kind ofpanties you?re wearing. Now, ignore him, turn your chair, just a littlebit towards Tess? so that he thinks you?re working, pay attention to themeeting and do what you came to do."His sister ? his younger sister who was. I couldn’t stand it again,’ she said with tears starting to fall. I pulled her closer and held her in my arms, ‘You don’t have to say anymore right now.’ For the second night in a row I held Shela until she fell asleep. I thought about what Shela had said, the part about being hurt again. Was I just trying to lead her down a dead end path? Could I be so selfish, to try a relationship and then let my work get in the way, again? I was defiantly only considering what I wanted, I only assumed that. So basically for as long as we have been together our sex life has been great, no complaints. But as soon as my wife gets out for the evening, no natter how many drinks she has or doesn’t have she turns into the biggest slut you’ve ever seen. She has no limits as long as you don’t mention it to her ever again as she gets embarrassed. I had been looking forward to her coming home all evening, toys at the ready just waiting to fuck her, but with her mother heading here I new I’d be as well. I had always assumed that my sisters, all four of them, subscribed to this sort of thinking and that they carried it into their adult lives. Then, along came Chris to blow that theory out of the water.Carol’s call had me wide awake. Since sleeping in was past being an option I dragged myself out of bed and headed for the kitchen. I didn’t bother to get dressed. Clothes were no longer an issue with Chris and me. I got the coffee started.A few minutes later Chris joined me.“You’re up kind of.