My wife was travelling and I stayed at home, i was out on the garden and she passed and sometimes, when I was travelling, my wife would invite her to ...ave a drink and chat. that afternoon when I saw her it occurred to me to invite her. so I said to her after talking about jobs and all that chit chat neighbors do" Would you like to have a drink tonight, my wife went to on a travel and she won't be back until Monday" that was a Friday"oh I don't know got plenty of things to do" she said"don't. He followed me into the larger of the two theaters which does have some couches with the largest one in the back. He and I sat down and he reached for my tits needing them through the silky blouse and I showed him the bow tie in the front, he pulled it and my tit's were out... Taking off my jacket as he's now sucking on my tit's and I start to moan like a good slut should running my hand through his hair on the back of his head bringing him closer. He reaches for my clitty still covered by my. They barely looked like brother and sister, but Sarah had itbad for Matt and would always insinuate him into our every conversationuntil it got to be a game with me to bet myself how long it would takeher to suddenly go all soft-eyed and say his name and then present mewith some less than fascinating bit of biographical trivia about him.Like his favorite ice cream flavor (green tea) or that he had a palemoon-shaped scar on his left knee where he fell off a swing inplayschool.We got the. . ' Anyway, I'm for a drink after that. What would you like?" Whatever you're having," she said.I poured two whiskies adding a little water to both. I handed one to her and sipped mine appreciatively. She took a gulp of hers, choked and gasped."That's... vile. Whatever is it?" Whisky," I said, "very good whisky – twelve-year-old Talisker." I should be more careful," she said ruefully. "Have you got something a little ... sweeter?" Sherry," I offered, "or Port? There's some cider if you want.