It was a bit uncomfortable at first because I was so up in my head. But he was such a great kisser that my thoughts slowly but surely turned to arousa.... His soft lips and gentle tongue were putting me at ease and making my head spin. His hands were all over my body as we kissed. He was running his hands up and down my legs then getting bolder and moving them up to my breasts.I was on fire. I was breathing heavily and trying not to moan. Even though I was incredibly turned on, I couldn’t forget. "Monday." Are you a cheerleader?" I was 'til Monday," she said bitterly. "Now I can't try out until spring." Bummer."Bummer? I can't believe I said bummer. I never say bummer."Your folks move here for a job? You'll like it once you get used to it." No, mom got married. And no, I don't think I'm going to like it here." Sorry to hear that." That mom got married?" No, that you're not going to like it here." You should be sorry that my mom got married." Why, she marry a jerk? Or don't you want her. She smiled and gently placed her hand on my crotch. My dick was struggling inside my shorts. She slid her hands under my pants and yanked it out and started gently rubbing it up and down. Her eyes were fixated on my dick as it stood fully erect, hard and strong.As she rubbed my dick, I gently pulled her pantie aside and reached her for her pussy. I was surprised to find no pubes like last time. She smiled and whispered, “I knew you would go there today, that’s why I cleaned it up for you”.I. Anytime,” I replied in a willing tone. The rest of the afternoon all I could think about was Sarah and how incredible her skin felt against my fingers. Especially her rock hard nipple that she pressed tight against my hand. Too bad she was my wife's sister. Later that evening they all decided to go back to the beach and build a fire. They wanted to make s'mores. I wasn’t really excited about that but I went along. The air was quite a lot colder than I had thought it would be. I helped to.