My erection was straining in Patti's general direction as I gently grasped her shoulders and lowered her body to the bed."Scoot over," I said, urging ...er toward the middle of the king-sized mattress. "Scoot over" may not be the height of romanticism, but functional language is important, when one wants his love to lie down in the middle of the bed.The apron still hadn't revealed its hidden wonders and Patti seemed to be taking care -- during her "scooting" -- to make certain that premature. Unfortunately they were interrupted by the front door opening. They both looked at each other and his sister rushed out of his room. He rushed into the shower in a mighty hurry. He spent as much time as possible in the shower wondering how to face his wife. When he went downstairs he could hear low voices. He went into find his sister and his wife talking to each other. They stopped as he entered. His sister was blushing like a beetroot. His heart stopped as he wondered if Aditi had spilled the. As I confessed that I wanted to see my pretty wife fucking another man, I noticed that Bill just sat there. Usually he'd chime in, but this time he was strangely silent. Then I noticed that he had a king-sized tent poking up against the fly of his pants. I looked up into Bill's face and realized that he was turned-on by what I'd told him of my plans for his sister. I was shocked at first, but I also realized that the boner in his lap might be my ticket to getting my fantasy fulfilled. After. The bath was almost full, so I turned off the shower, and climbed into the hot bath. The hot water encased my body, the warm sensation making my whole body respond. I picked up the bar of soap, and as I ran it across my chest, my nipples responded to the slippery soap. I could feel my nipples harden as I rubbed my breasts, my nipples sending erotic signals to the extremities of my body. Slowly I soaped the upper half of my body, slowly working towards my stomach, and lower. I reached the top of.