I felt a person sit down on my bed.I blinked enough to wake up and see my sister."Hey there." Hi Cal. Hannah said that she came in here last night and...you two made out for a while. Is that true?" Yes it is. Is that a problem?" Well, she is my best friend. I was just making sure that neither of you did anything inappropriate," she explained."We talked for a little, then she started the first kiss. After that, we were a little more touchy-feely." Like what exactly?" my sister asked."Would you. ”“Pay a lot of attention between her legs Mr. Peterson, girls need to be very clean down there.”“Trisha, stop it.”“I imagine that they do, can I get either of you a drink?”“I’m fine thanks daddy.”“Could I have a juice please Mr. Peterson? And Saffy will have one as well please, we can’t have her getting dehydrated.”“Good point Trisha.”Daddy left and I begged Trisha to cover me. She ignored me.“No chance girl, your father is going to love seeing your tits and pussy and lusting after. ” “Him” meant Connor, of course—my best buddy in the world, and the frequent object of my wife’s fantasies. As Ria slipped my exhausted cock between her lips and went about reviving me, I lazily asked “You think they do this same thing, but with us? The role-playing, I mean.” “After what happened the night before our wedding? I’d be insulted if they didn’t.” I closed my eyes and lazily daydreamed about Tracy, passionately riding her hunky boyfriend—but crying out my name as she came. ****** RIA. ” Jen said. “Mm-hm.” She said, perfectly, nodding. “Just transferred here. For NASA.” “NASA?” Jen asked. “Yep. Shuttle engineering.” Ooo, a smart one, Jen thought. “My name’s Jen.” “I’m Sara.” “I love that name.” Jen said smiling. “Yeah?” Sara said cutely. The bartender brought her drink. She picked it up and looked over to her friend back at her table. They weren’t paying attention, immersed in their own conversation. She turned her head back around and sat in the stool that met at the other.