‘Well?,’ she said. I sighed heavily and grinned…’Let’s go get picked up!’ She smiled and touched my still moist shoulder, ‘I thought you...might feel that way…Tell you what, why don’t you let me take a shower while you see if you can figure out how to get into the clothes I picked out for you.’ I looked over on the bed and saw a beautiful and sexy set of lingerie and stockings laid out for me. I nodded, and she squeezed my hand and disappeared into the bathroom. I dropped my towel away from my. Matching panties and bra… check. Jeans and a blue button down shirt…check. She has all her favorite jewelry on…check. Recently chewed breath mint…check. She buttons one more button on her shirt and then undoes it again, unsure if it is too much or not enough. She feels one of her more attractive qualities is her breasts and she wants to show them off as best as she can. She leaves the button undone and stepping up to the door taking a deep breath she knocks. Sam is lying on the couch watching. “You asshole, Chet! I hope she's so dry it hurts!” Then Vanessa glared at me. “And you! Stop leering at me, you fucking troll!”“Yeah!” Brad said, his gaze snapping to me.I pointed the remote at him. “Brad, just sit back and relax. You're going to enjoy this. You love being cuckolded. You love seeing Cali have sex with me. It makes you so hard knowing my sister is such a hot slut that she would rather fuck me than you.”“What the fuck are you talking about?” Cali snarled, bouncing to her feet,. ” Jen opened the shower stall door and reached for the handle, starting the stream of hot water.I sheepishly lowered my pants to the floor, the swollen head of my prick strained to poke above the elastic waistband of my briefs as I bent over. Jen looked back from turning on the shower with an expression of impatience.“Let’s go, young man!” she sternly demanded. “Don’t test me! I want to see you naked, right now!” Her tone, one as if she was talking to a teenager.Jen’s eyes focused directly upon.