We get into my room via the handicapped ramp,he tennis ball bottom walker assisting her along the way as i rub my enlarging cock through my zipper."yo...'re in for a good night babe."i say to her."huh?" she replies."i said you're in for a good night,babe." i can't hear you,i think my hearing aid went dead again." I SAID!!,YOU'RE IN FOR A GOOD NIGHT!!BABE!!."yelling in the parking lot.i subdue myself,not wanting to ruin the mood.we make it into the hotel room.i rent only places of class.a beach. It’ll help you break the ice.”That was a horrible idea. Nightmarish. I would end up on a psychiatrist’s couch. Or, on the other hand, it might fix the situation. I needed to do that somehow, and I didn’t have any better ideas. God alone knows why, but I agreed.So the two of us went down the corridor, and I knocked on my sister’s door. “Caity?”“What!”, came from within.“Me and Simon are going swimming. You wanna join us?”A short delay, then she opened the door and looked behind me to her. .. but my wife was still at work for 4 hrs . Anyway I noticed upon letting her in that her big beautiful boobs were barely in her shirt and that she had on one hell of a short miniskirt. As I was folding my clothes I noticed she had her legs parted just a bit I looked ( probably stared) as she didn't have a lick of drawers on . We talked a lil about how her husband had left her and she was better off . I couldn't fake it Everytime she'd move I'd be looking to see what I could see. As I. After another half an hour I was on the alternative road. It was the middle of summer and it was around 10 pm when I saw the yellow flashing lights of a broken down car ahead. I pulled over, and switched on my own flashing lights on top of my van, giving other drivers more warning. Stood by the car was a middle aged woman, dressed in a very tight blouse, her cleavage exposed, and a short skirt. I was quite shocked at first, but went over and asked what the problem was. Really there was no need.