"Tara?" I called out again.Nothing.I kept walking feeling now scared that maybe John had did something to my sister. I heard a noise and jumped up gas...ing for air. The lights went on and there stood Tara completely naked with John standing behind her with his arms wrapped around my sister. I made a fist but tried to keep my cool."What the fuck?" I yelled out.Tara giggled. "Hey bro. Care to join us?"I almost choked. "W-what? Tara, are you crazy?"John kissed her neck and looked at me. "Yeah she. I got myself all ready and I wore my black slacks and cute top and went for my interview. It was a small office building and when i walked in,only one lady behind the desk and I met Dave,the security boss. We went to his office and he said the usual stuff,but kept looking at my ass,which I just thought was natural. He said i passed the interview,and to try on some pants and shirt. He walked out of room while I changed in his office,I had almost got my shirt on when he walked in seeing me in my. I slipped under the sink and loosened the offending pipe with a pipe wrench. I cleaned off the pipe connection and readied the new section for attachment. Suddenly, two very shapely legs appeared next to me. Donna squatted down, wrapped solely in her bath towel. I had a perfect unobstructed view of her pussy. “How is it going?” Donna innocently asked. “So far, so good,” I replied. “Cool,” Donna replied. “I guess I will finish my shower after it is fixed.” I apologized. I had forgotten that. While my ex never grew beyond 36D, Jean’s juggs had swelled during pregnancy, continuing to a grow to a whopping 36GG by the time I got my hands on them. I’d lusted after her for years and always knew her husband wasn’t fucking her. She worked near where I’d just moved to which I used an an excuse to meet her for a drink. After a few we were hatching a plan for her to start an affair. This lead to her being round mine every Tuesday night (when her husband thought she was at a night class) for a.