.... You are the older sibling. You should be protecting us anyway." "Uggh fine but I swear if you girls go overboard like making me carry you places ... will stop." "Deal. Now are you ready to have some fun?" She said as she started rubbing her dark brown hair across my bare chest. That put a smile on my face. I didn't see her lock the door when she came in but she did. I turned off the light so the blue glare of the tv shone on us.We wrapped our arms around eachother and got right to the. Within a week I took over the job as manager and set out to make this store successful.From the time I first became a manager I knew that I had been short-changing my family life. My wife had begun to complain that I was not there enough and that our children missed me. She also started to complain about our lack of intimacy. In her words, "A peck on the lips as you walk out the door does not constitute a romantic, meaningful relationship!" As anyone knows, when the wife isn't happy, nothing. "Could you get me two McMuffins?" I asked."Sure we'll be back in probably 20 minutes. Get yourself ready to go."Being a little bit tired from the lack of sleep made me a little bit groggy, but mostly it made me just want to get things over with and not stretch out a conversation. I don't think I had the mental energy. I thought I would try to make an effort to be agreeable in this state.After they left, I hopped in the shower and cleaned myself off. I looked down at my cock and debated whether. At first I doubted she had ever used a bad word in her life. She always wore make up and looked stunning. I found a Facebook photo of her and wanked over her all the time.When she spoke to me I found myself looking at her very kissable lips all the time. I would have liked her to wear redder lipstick but I still longed to kiss her.As I knew them when I was younger I always called them Mr and Mrs Warner.On my first summer break from university she asked if I wanted to help out with odd jobs in.