After I graduated college, we moved to Washington, DC for my job and she found a job at a large accounting firm. After a few weeks at her new job and ...ager to make new friends, my wife agreed to go to happy hour with some of her co-workers. Prior to this she had only been in a bar once...and did not drink at all. But this night would be different. As she tells the story, it all began with her first Cosmopolitan, then a second and a third. Soon she was "tipsy." An hour or so later several young. BeginningWith the exception of not being able to jump in the car and go out to eat or hit the clubs, I haven't gotten out of the apartment since this whole COVID-19 "shelter-in-place" bullshit began 6 months ago. I'm a 24-year old man, and the likelihood of my coming down with this virus are practically nil, as long as I wash my hands when I should, avoid touching my face (we all do it a lot more than you might imagine), or have someone with the virus sneeze on me. The same with my baby sister,. Her hand found a condom which she handed to me.I smiled and whispered to her, “We don’t need a condom.”I helped her to remove the remaining clothes on her body so she was now laying completing nude on her back. I stared at her for a few minutes to admire this remarkable, young beauty who was following my every command. I then removed all of my clothes and climbed on the bed and sat between her legs.Carmen’s body was extremely tense. Her hands were at her sides and balled into tight fists. Her. .. I...”“I'll make you feel better,” Sam said her green eyes bright. “I'm sorry things didn't go well with Tonya, but you got me and Dad and Mom.”She hooked her fingers into the waistband of my panties. She tugged. I shuddered. Despite that murky fog hugging me, she shone brightly. My little sister was a sun burning through the murk. My rump lifted off the couch, letting her work down my panties. As the satin worked lower, the cloth forced my knees back together. The cool cloth caressed me. I.