Once again we talked easily, widening our knowledge of each other and for the first time, she asked questions about me, my past, my family. Yet it was...at risk of becoming a platonic friendship and somehow I needed to move towards the direction I wanted it to go. The next time we met for lunch, she was on her lunch break from university, accompanied by a different friend. When she sat down opposite me, in her university uniform, I found it impossible not to show my insatiable hunger for her. I liked his fingers brushing my vulva briefly as he massaged my upper thighs.I was enjoying a feeling of contentment I cannot describe. Glenn massaged my butt cheeks. I arched my hips as he gave my ass a deep tissue massage. He was separating the two large muscles of my bottom to expose my anus and vulva to his gaze. I enjoyed being exposed this way to his inspection. After several minutes, while my husband was massaging my upper back and shoulders, Glenn began touching my pussy, which by now. “Not that we didn’t keep fucking everyone our little hearts desired, but that was when I knew.”“That’s… unconventional.” Ginny leaned back and closed her eyes. She needed to do some thinking, but she also needed to find out about something else. “You said you have sex with your brother. When did that start?”Angelina toyed with the wine bottle in her hands for a moment. Finally she looked up. “The first time we had sex was about four years ago. He was going through a bad divorce, and we. She opened the door and closed it. He heard her footsteps go to her room then heard her rummaging through something. A few moments later he heard her walking back to his door. “Are you ready?”“Ready? Ready for what?”“Ready to see what I meant by wanting to fuck you.”He was ready though he didn’t know why she had to leave or what she had to show him. He knew how sex worked. Did she? He decided to go along with this.“Yeah I am ready.”“Okay, close your eyes and don’t peek or open them until I tell.