Soon enough, I was split from my husband, me talking to the other ladies, while the men gathered in the kitchen over some beers. Instead of a formal d...nner, there was mostly just finger food and snacks in order to encourage conversation amongst each other. Oh here she comes! Here she comes! Everyone, this is Carrie. She and her husband just moved here last week! As I turned my attention to her, I was shocked! It was the woman from the mall that saw me and Chris kissing! When her eyes met. I stopped for awhile and tried to fall asleep. But after tossing and turning a couple of times, went back to my previous activity. My pussy was more slippery than butter. My fingers effortlessly slid inside my pussy. I could feel with my fingers how my cunt contracted around them, squeezing them in a massaging motion. I kept touching myself, thinking about how he has no clue what’s going on. Not even a slightest clue that his sister is so horny for him, lusting after him everyday, every night,. She'd flick her eyes up at me each time some guy's hand fell to her knee. She'd glance my way each time a guy reached up to rub the back of her neck. She'd laugh and smile and play along with the guy a bit, but there was a sadness in her eyes, a sort of tension, a struggle. Charlotte was not being Charlotte, and that was both beautiful and horrible at the same time. It was tearing me apart.I'd had a few drinks and was slowly beginning to mellow a bit. Mick insisted, though I didn't really want. "Like what you see?" asked Amber."Mmm, hmm," answered John, nodding. "Even better when you're in the buff." That can be arranged," purred Amber. Amber sat up a little bit and undid her bikini top. After removing her top, she slipped off her bottoms and then removed her sandals. John quickly stripped in the meantime."Better?" asked Amber seductively."Mmm, much." Come here and shag me then," said Amber, trying to suppress a giggle."You Yanks think we actually use that term, don't you," said John.