I scrunched myself into the back of Jim’s Consul and we took off for town. Jim got in a few gibes about my situation. “What are you going to do a...out Missy?” he asked with a smirk. Before I could answer, Karen said, “It’s just a date, nothing serious!” Jim said, “Oh yeah? Remember, I know this guy! He’s a horny fireman. If I know George, he’ll be trying to get in your panties all night.” We all laughed. As she turned in the seat to wink at me, out of the corner of my eye I saw Jim checking. He asked me what he should get her. I responded that she always complains about not having a boyfriend at the holidays because she wants jewelry (No, I do NOT know where she gets that from). So he decides on a necklace and locket. She tells him, ‘anything but gold…white gold or silver, but not yellow gold.’ What does he get…yellow gold, because he felt everything else was too cheap. Now she planned a wonderful family night out with the three of us to see my favorite Christmas movie, Die Hard,. I did stretch my leg over and rub against his once, that got me a look over the rim of his glass.At his house, we went to the living room and Bob pulled the blinds. Then he turned around and slowly opened his belt and zip, and dropped his pants. He was wearing short briefs, and his cock was obviously bulging out to the side. I sat on the couch, and he walked over to me."Nice," I said. I took my finger and traced his bulge. Looked like the guy was about my size. He reached down to my pants. .so didn,t see them as sex objects...but now lm in my 30s....l love fucking tits...and pussy.even if they are attached to my sister..or mom..for that matter.its best if you lose the jacket....l said....you will be less hot..l said...yes...and letting you see my tits.is the pay off?....with that...she stopped rowing,and took off her jacket....she opened each button.very slowly....my eyes went down each one...as she did...mom...started...get em off..wait till its your turn.