Lynn was two years older than me and her friends had always been just out of reach or at least that's how it always seemed to me. I suppose there migh... be some true stories out there about college seniors sleeping with sophomores but it never happened to me. Frankly I am not sure any of Lynn's friends ever looked at me twice. I was still the k** brother. Ha! Would that ever change?As for my little sister Terri she was almost 19, my Irish twin just 9 months behind me, and so you would think I. ’ And then you were gone. The system install wasn’t going well and you needed to fly out to the client site to try to straighten things out. And even though you’ve called regularly, I miss you. I am so drawn to you and there are so many things I want to do to you, to your mind, to your body. Since you left, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. When I got home tonight, I ran a hot bath with scented oil. I stretched out in the large garden tub and stroked my clit, slipping a finger. An audible sigh and a meek "Yea, I'm here". I asked if he knew his wife was a slut. More silence. I laughed and said "I need to know that you know and are ok with your wife being a slut. Specifically, being MY slut."I could hear the phone shift and he asked to hold on while he closed his office door. He said he was back. "Well?", I asked. Another huge defeated sigh and he said, "I know. I don't like it but I love her and......at least I know she's not out fucking some strange guy. . Can I see you in the morning?"He heard Mr Bennett sigh."Come on, your highness. I know what a person looks like 5 days aftersurgery. Open the door, Chrissie, I need to talk to you."Reluctantly, Chris opened the door and let him in.Allan stepped in, then turned to look at Chris. "Oh, dear God!" hejoked, "you're a monster!"Chris rolled his eyes and pulled his robe around him a bit tighter ashe chuckled at the joke."Here," Allan handed Chris a room service tray, "the room service guywas on the.