He’d had the hots for my wife for years and made it pretty clear to not only her but to everyone else around on a regular basis – even back in HS....My wife never cared for the way he came on to her like she was a piece of meat – vulgar comments, looking her up and down, and openly suggesting she should have sex with him weren’t ways to appeal to my wife’s interest. So on top of the $ she lost in her second big pot, losing it to Dean had her pretty pissed off. Dean took full advantage of the. It had felt like being held hostage. Something had happened that she’d faked her way through, and seemed like she’d been in control the whole time, but inside she’d been falling apart.The difference was this time she’d done it to herself.It was too much. She’d wanted to try something new, something daring, to have an adventure. She’d been denied the one she had her heart set on, and she was suddenly in a place that felt like the exact opposite of her cloister back at Fort Deliverance. Mary’s. ”She whimpered and the legs moved. Mom made a wanton, wordless moan in answer.More and more of her naked body was revealed, her legs leading up to the thick, brown bush between her thighs and then her flat stomach leading to those heavy, large breasts I loved. Her nipples were hard. She had a smile on her face, her bleached-blonde hair spread over her pillow.An identical sleeping mask to Jenny’s on her face.“Mmm, you both are gorgeous,” I said, taking off Jenny’s jacket.My sister trembled,. The next morning I awoke from an interesting dream to discover it wasn't a dream; Jenny was doing her Hoovering act again. After breakfast we went through a similar routine to the previous day, but performed in the shower instead of the Jacuzzi. I think Jenny wasn't too enthralled with shagging in the Jacuzzi experience either. But we did get in it for a while and messed about some.After we'd had lunch, Jenny was standing at the sink washing up when I realised she was shaking her arse at.