My sister Sarah and I had been lovers for most of our adolescent years, until her graduation. Then our lives had gone in opposite directions and we ha... lost contact with each other. I guess the separation had affected her almost as it had affected me.My name’s Brian, and this is the story of our reunification, after thirty five years.It had been a long day for me. About 14 hours of work had been bracketed by another 4 hours of nothing going right. I was about ready to jump out a window!. Keeping her head down, she was still able to watch the inn’s morning clientele enter, eat, and depart. She seemed to be the only breakfaster to stay more than the minimum time needed to bolt a meal, and the serving girl returned from time to time and refilled her mug with tea.“Missus, uh miss,” she stalled, and then politely asked, “My name is Autumn. If you are staying a while, may I know how to call you?”Her research having led Monica to believe terseness, often rudeness to be the norm, she. When I slide the card into the door handle the light is red then it turns green as if it was giving me approval of my infidelity. I open the door my heart is pounding like a kick drum. The room is dark but there is enough light emitting from the candle for me to see Shannon laying on the bed. "Um, hey," I said. Sitting up she said, "I thought you were not going to show up." She voice was soft and sensual, her voice was almost drowned out by the thumps of my heart. The blood flowed down filling. A short time later Charlene was getting ready to leave, she thanked me for listening and that's when we kissed for the first time. It was a slow kiss but it soon turned deep and before I knew we were tearing each others clothes off. I couldn't believe it was happening. Her body was almost exactly as I'd pictured it, curvy, beautiful and very soft to the touch. She didn't say as she took hold of my cock, but the moaning sound she made as she took me in her mouth told me that she was impressed.