John said, "Well, I guess you guys are just like any bunch of guys. Good looking women affect you the same. This house is too full of good looking wom...n." Being curious, John asked, "Dennis, you and Tina look a lot alike. Are you related?"Dennis grinned, "Brother and sister. Steve is our uncle. He's more like a friend than an uncle, and I'm sure Tina doesn't want to be reminded of the relationship."Tina said, "Who cares. I'm living the way I want to live, and most think I'm a Lez anyway. This. This is the first time I get to see her legs. Her white dress shirt is tucked in to a silken red skirt with an oriental pattern on it in gold. It came down just above her knees, giving me a good idea of what the rest of her thighs looked like. She had some meat on her! Not fat mind you. Okay it was fat, but not as if you’d look at her and say so. She had juicy calves and thighs and a nice thick booty! “Thank you for doing this.” I said as I stared at her ass in front of me. “Oh, no problem!. She obviously had a set: she wasn't wearing a bra and she wasn't wearing panties, either. I didn't get the impression the omissions were through necessity.I could smell her arousal.It was beyond the realms of possibility that I wouldn't get hard. It's only a miracle that my stiffening cock didn't lift the table off the floor. I know she noticed, because I could see a satisfied grin on her face when she glanced down at my lap. Trouble was, John saw her grin, too.He looked at her, then at me, and. I told, next Monday. She asked me to come for lunch on Saturday. I agreed. Daily we met to the gym. And Saturday came.I reached her house at 9.30 am. She opened the door and tried to hug me, but I didn’t hug her and sat on the sofa with a fake anger. She sat beside me and didn’t speak to me. She held my hand and asked what happened? I told, I was expecting you in saree, but you are in nighty. She went inside and came with 3 sarees with her and asked me to choose one. I chose a red synthetic.