She was fiercely a 'one man' woman which suited me although I took extra-marital sex when and where I could (see my stories about Ann and Sister-in-la... Suzi etc) to top-up my tally of notches on the bedpost. We used to go to office parties and usually used my office as a changing room. This office was the one in which I shagged my filing clerk Ann and watching my spouse undress and start to put on her ballgown evoked those pleasurable moments. I knew she knew I was getting randy by the smile on. That’s it, that’s it, she thought, now bring that other hand up and cup his balls. Tickle his sweet asshole with your finger like they all love, and speed him up for your sweet reward. Smiling and now truly aroused, she stepped back towards her room. On the threshold of her patio, she paused at the edge of the glare of her porch light and looked down to find footing for her bare feet. As she moved into the patio light, she glanced into the room next door once more, much closer. Bursting into their room, bugging them when they had friends over, always wanting to hang out. I was that annoying little sister. I soon found that there was a darker side inside of me. I wonder now, how things would have been different now .... if the series of my life events didn’t take place When did I change?...I remember it as clear as day. It was a day when my brothers weren’t home. I don’t know where they were....I just remember they weren’t there. Which meant I had a perfect. "She drilled those steel grey eyes into mine and smiled, saying, "Oh, but Sir, I had to set things right. My accident upset your karma and I had to settle it. Besides, you look so good in it."I notice a lovely blush wash over her cheeks. Then she added, "I also got to see so many lovely old shirts and am now the proud owner of a whole new collection of past music."I was not able to even think of a word let alone reply with anything remotely close to a sentence. From that moment on my heart.