"Les, I'm sorry." I looked at her hopefully."What are you sorry about?" Still that emotionless stare that was starting to eat through me."The whole th...ng down in the kitchen. I shouldn't have taken advantage of you, and forced you, and held you down and run off leaving you there. I don't know what came into me. I think the whole thing with Bubba and you not listening to me and not wanting me to watch out for you and not having you as my baby sister anymore all added up and I just went crazy.". She hesitated to let his arms embrace her then remember their objective. Her breasts pressed against his chest and she felt his hands low on her hips.“I hope my husband doesn’t mind. He might be concerned with me in the arms of another man.”“Is he that controlling?”“Not in the slightest. He would be upset he wasn’t here to watch us.”“You can hold me a little tighter, I may bend over but I won’t break,” she joked. She felt his wandering hands move from the small of her bare back to her ass. I lifted her legs so that her full slit was available to me. I could see the entrance to her vagina, and also the tight tanned ring of her anus. I did not know where to start. I ran a finger from just below her clit to her vagina and could not help but run my index finger as deeply as I could inside of her. I wanted to see if she was just as soft as I was, and to my amazement, she felt softer yet. Her hole was warm and wet and soft, and deep, which is a poor description of how it actually felt.. It was a bizarre feeling.We drifted off to sleep. I must have really been tired, as it seemedonly seconds later Wendy was gently shaking me awake. It was 6 P.M.,and she was dressed in a light blue sun dress. She got me out of bed,and I showered. My skin felt so smooth, even my legs. The waterpounding on my breasts was erotic, but I snapped out of it before toolong. I dried off, and Wendy had some clothes laid out on the bed.The panties went on first. They felt nice, silky wisps of.