They separated briefly and walked briskly back into the barn. Nick didn’t bother turning on the lights. The outdoor lot lights allowed them to see w...at was needed. Their hands found one another’s buttons and zippers, and coats and clothes began to be thrown into a pile. Between the removal of each garment, Nick would cup Mary’s face and kiss her. When the pair were both shirtless, he drew her close and pressed his body against hers. Mary’s breath caught in her throat as she ran her hands over. While she did this she pictured the woman she had seen receiving the attentions of two men earlier, and the forbidden fruit of the two sisters she had seen on the lounger at poolside. Unbidden, old memories sprang into her mind of a long-ago childhood game with her own sister, Amanda, a year her junior, where they had pretended to be nurses and doctors to each other. Theyd fingered each other in their bedroom during the course of their play, and had been enjoying the strange new, pleasurable. Just being with him had helped me to recover. Id becomeaccustomed to his touch, scent, habits, everything. After he had cleanedme up, he clipped a leash to my collar and tugged on it to get me tofollow him from the room. Walking down the hallway, I spotted several ofthe staff, but they quickly moved out of sight. Following him down thestairs, my spike heels clicked on the hard floors and followed him down tothe basement, a part of the mansion id never been in before. I had no ideawhy I was down. Even the blossoming sexual traits my airheaded twin sisters displayed became vividly apparent to me. But none of the women in the house compared to the arousal I felt whenever I saw my mom stride through the house in her little shorts or tight jeans. One night, she’d dressed to the nines to join my dad at a business dinner, and I nearly came in my pants seeing her walk in very high heels.All of the ideas, the wild fantasies, had been fighting the THC in my brain for control. As of tonight, sex.