If it were me alone deciding, I wouldn't have sex with either Joyce or Shirley. If I was married to you, and to Brenda, and both of you were married t... Joyce and Shirley, I could be married to them too." She stopped, looking uncertain and vulnerable, rather than angry, and expecting to have to fight me to win her side of some confrontation. I liked the change, although I didn't really trust it yet."I'm married to Joyce. Joyce might be married to all you X's, or feel like you're all my wives. I. I asked her what she was going to be wearing when Marcus arrived? She said what do you want me to wear? I said nothing, meet him at the door totally naked. She said OK. She finished her drink and I thought she was going to get another one but when she came back out she was naked. I asked her to walk over to me for a second. I took her by the hips and ran my tongue up her slit. She bent her knees slightly and spread her legs. More she said lick me more. I did and soon I had her extremely wet.. Upstairs or we could do it right here?”“Right here on the couch?” She asked.“Yeah, just like a couple of horny teenagers.”She slapped my arm, “Stop it, Teddy, I’m not a teenager.” But she was smiling.I passed on the obvious punchline ’oh, you’re just horny’, knowing she would deny it, and I would have to explain that it was a joke. I had on a pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt. Mom wore a pair of tan slacks and a short-sleeve blue jersey pullover. I stood up and kicked off my sneakers. Mom. As I was beginning to start masturbating my door smacked open, it was my sister. "C-Clark! GET OUT!" was the only thing I could think of at the time to say. I looked at my sister who was wearing a spaghetti-strapped black tank top with shorts so short that I could see her ass. I gulped and began to slowly rub my cock again looking at her. Her tits had gotten bigger. She seemed to be about a C now."Aw big brother needs help," she said. My eyes widened as she got into my bed and lay right next to.