I pushed passed him and dived for the shelter of the bathroom. “I think I will have a shower” I called out “get myself freshened up for this eve...ing”. By the time I emerged ten minutes later he was fast asleep on the bed.The evening do was a complete success although I have to admit I had my mind on other things. I was the life and soul of the party and seemed extremely popular with my son’s friends – perhaps my inner thoughts were shining through. I had a slight moment of panic when my sister. "Reg?" Mm-hm?" Are you awake?"She turned a bit to get some leverage and started to pull on my cock. "Mm-hm..." she mumbled.I was no longer thinking with my big head, so that was good enough for me. I stretched to open the side drawer and extracted a condom packet. While Reg expertly reached back and whacked me off I ripped it open.I pushed her hand away and got up onto my knees. I quickly slipped the lubed prophylactic onto my member and grabbed her upper leg, lifting it high while keeping her. I wiggled my ass into his groin. I stood and put the dry clothes in the basket on top of the dryer. I turned to him. My mouth watered just looking at him.He was wearing a pair of his cut off sweats and a t-shirt with the sleeves cut out. The hair on his chest, shoulders, and back peeked out of the collar of the shirt. The light glinted off the hair on his arms and legs. He placed his hands on my hips and pulled me to him. He moved his head forward. He nuzzled my tank top aside and. It sounded so perfect. So very perfect! And besides, just calling wouldn't do any harm, would it? If he sounded just awful, all she had to do was hang up. Right? Still, just the idea of really calling that number gave her the shakes. She paced up and down in her room, changed into a flowing robe and continued to pace, imagining what the conversation would be like when she called later on. She didn't dare to really imagine an actual meeting, yet secretly she hoped that this would be the result.