I snuggled close to her and embraced her tightly. It was a habit since childhood that we followed whenever she visited our place. She calmed for some ...ime. I, too, got a feel of the boobs.Pushing the erotic thought out of my mind, I tried to sleep.But after feeling the boobs, my pole was rising, and I was afraid my sister might feel it. So, I released her from the embrace and turned around, casually, as if in sleep. I tried to sleep, and this time I was successful. I did get some sleep.. "Thank you for your time, Professor. We'll show ourselves out."She literally dragged me out of his office, hustled me out of the building, onto the sidewalk and shoved me down onto the first bench we came to."What the hell was that all about?" she demanded.My hands were clenching and unclenching like clockwork. I stared down at them, watching the veins and tendons swell and flex."Well?"I looked up into her face, my eyes felt gritty and sore. The emotional mirror I'd been holding up. I took my favorite cognac with me and started to have my shots. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. I looked at the time and saw it was 7 only.When I opened the door, I was surprised to see Shreya. She was wearing a green saree and was looking smoking hot.I asked her what was she doing here and she said, “Surprise.”I thought my whole day was going to be ruined. She entered inside. I was horny too. Without wasting any time, we both started to kiss each other. Her pallu was on the floor and I was. I never had any bad intention towards my mother but that day all was lost in the heat of the moment. I was in the first year of my college. I had a girlfriend whose name was Ritu. She was quite pretty looking and I really loved her. We use to go out and roam in my car, but never got the proper opportunity or place to have sex.So, when my mom informed me she was going out of station for some work for the weekends, I was more than happy. I told Ritu about it, she was shy at first but then agreed.