If I was going to be treated like a child, at least id look like one!I proceeded to stomp down the stairs, getting everyone’s attention. I just walk...d right past my so called babysitter, sat on the living room floor, switched the TV to cartoons and stuck my thumb in my mouth and started sucking it. An Oscar performance if I ever saw one. My mother just started reminding my dad that maybe this was a bit much, and I got my hopes up at the thought of them sending the guy home. My dad was. "Now my love, she said, I have a surprise for you, but first I want to undress you." With expert dexterity she removed his shirt and tossed it on the floor, then his pants, then finally his underpants. "Mmmmmmmmmm....honey, now here is my surprise for you." "This is something that I have been wanting to do to you." She got out of the bed, took the black lingerie that was lying on the floor. She then crawled back in the bed and straddled him. She then tied the piece of lingerie around his eyes. Rational thought? Emotion? Which will triumph? “Three…” Her lips part once more and a wisp of air escapes before the rest of whatever thought was behind it is abruptly cut off. Frustration and aggravation sneak into the dance, joining hands with logic and reason to fend off irrational, emotional desire and curiosity. For a moment, I fear they will win the battle and the evening will be cut short. “Two…” “Don’t stop,” her breathy plea jumps forth. From her expression I gather that she had. That night, I insisted my in laws that my SIL live with us as we wanted to talk till late night. They agreed and made her sleeping arrangements with us.After dinner, I came to my bed room with my wife and the teenage sister in law. I started getting cozy with my SIL in a friendly manner ,to which she responded well. After a few hours, my SIL slept (or at least pretended to be slept). Since it was already late, I was getting in mood to have sex. I started smooch and foreplay with my wife. As.