I was still awake, and I was still hoping you'd call back tonight." So wadadaya wanna do?" Sandy asked."I. Well, I want you to do -- whatever it is yo... do," I said. "Right away!" Tomorrow?" Yeah! Tomorrow. --Today, really. Just tell me where to come, and when." Come to my place. I don't have an office or anything. It's a house, though. Got my own house." She gave me the address. It was on the north side of Baltimore. The street address sounded familiar, somehow, although I didn't know the city. I remember turning to look at her right in mid-fuck. Her eyes were closed and she seemed to be humping the air. I could feel her within me. Damn, she was into it almost as much as we were! This could be interesting.Afterwards, when Dee Dee had finally returned to the land of the living, we talked it over.I said, "Donnie, what was that about? Do you get off or something?"Donnie has this thing. I think she inherited it from Dee Dee. Sometimes when she smiles her eyes light up. Now her eyes were. My sister reached under the water and found my cock. She rubbed it through my suit getting me rock hard. Nobody could tell what she was doing so she got bolder. My shorts were baggy enough so she could reach up one leg and pull my cock out in the open. It was difficult to concentrate as she stroked me under the bubbles. I thought the hot tub was pretty full, but the young VP and his wife walked up and asked if there was room for more. Everyone looked at him but nobody said that there. When she moved to his calf, she bent his knee to a 90 degree angle and placed his foot on her shoulder, pressing the muscles towards the knee. With every move he could feel his strength coming back and every part of his body she touched felt like new. When she started to massage his thighs he felt almost erotic pleasure. She was using both of her hands and all parts, like she was kneading bread dough. At one point, she placed all her fingers just below his hip, pulling them down towards his.