At first, I was a bit disturbed at the inappropriateness of diddling my sister but the fact she was a virtual stranger and the daughter of my mom's ne... husband mollified me into taking the spoils of her pretty and definitely joyful pussy whenever possible.We were in her bedroom which was a bit more secluded than mine and further away from our newly married parents. I took her by the hand and led her to the edge of the bed with the playing pandas cover. She sat down right on top of a laughing. These were in big cities and folks from all over attended. She got a thrill talking to men from other places and eventually one of them made a pass at her.She was no traditional beauty. Her stocky body belied her farm heritage and she didn’t consider herself sexy at age 40. But one guy, Roger, seemed to think she was attractive and she loved it.When he invited her to drinks while her husband was in some conference or other she happily complied. He pushed all her buttons and she knew he was. She said she wanted to see what I was wearing so I stood up for her and starting wiggling my hips. Don’t know what came over me, but I started stripping of the robe. She laughed a little then told me to keep going. As I slid it off slowly, gyrating my hips, she started rubbing her breasts, firmly grabbing them and massaging. I then slid off my white tank top, revealing my chest, flexing for her a little, making her grab herself even harder. ‘Mmmm, yeah, I love it,’ she said, ‘show me more,. The worst punishment I got was the time I brought home a jet black pantsuit. It was decorated with gold, giving it a quasi-military look that was big in the late eighties. I bought some 4-inch patent leather spike heels to go with it.However, when Mistress saw it, she was extremely upset. "How dare you bring pants into this house! You are never, EVER to wear pants. Strip now!!"I hadn't seen her this mad in a long time. I hastily removed the garden-print white dress that I had worn shopping. I.