Now let’s get on with it. I moved my hand inside her pant and as she didn’tresist, I went straight to her pussy inside her panty and it was soakin... wet. Iinserted my middle finger inside her pussy and she bit my finger in her mouthsharply, out of pleasure and trying to hold her scream. My mouth moved from her armpits to her mouth and startedsharing her saliva and inserted another finger inside her and started fingeringher. She was trembling with pleasure and was as hot as a molten iron rod. I get a call from her in a few minutes, ‘kya hai yeh ashu bas ek text, now you are earling I deserve a gift!’So we decide to meet for coffee in the evening as it was a Friday night the office would close early. I got a her favorite flowers, carnations , she was delighted to see them. After we finish our coffee I took her to the bus station to get her the bus to her home. Before she left she kissed me, and instantly my tongue was in her mouth and my hands in her pants. She was damp wet! After. She held the contact for a moment, then glanced away and let go. I walked out of the bar without looking back.As a widower who managed to take early retirement I pretty much do what I please. I have no close family or friends, although there are several good buddies and two couples that I maintain consistent relations with. All in all, I like where I live and what I do and manage to keep busy without being tied down.One of the things I like to do is visit one of the area casinos several times a. I found myself doing the dumbest things. Parading around the house in my panties and tight tank tops. Especially if our mom wasn’t home. I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to feel his eyes on me again. To know that he wanted me.He avoided me. Why wouldn’t he? I was his little sister. He wanted girls with tits. Girls he could fuck. He went through them. It seemed like he was partying with a different girl every Friday and Saturday, churning through the skanks and hos and all those girls who.