He slips a finger between the lips and presses it firmly against my clit, rubbing circles around it before pushing his finger into my hot, wet pussy. ...��Oh God!” I moan against his mouth, trembling as the first wave of my orgasm hits. Tony presses his palm against my clit as his finger finds my g-spot, curling against it, pressing, stroking, he continues until my pussy clenches his finger so hard and I cum, crying out and squirting my juices all over his hand. Then he pulls his fingers from my. "That gives me the opportunity to be the perfect gentleman and to pick it up for you." No!", you blurt out, but it is too late. I have already bent over to retrieve your soaked hanky.I am confused at first, and then I become aware of the moisture on the handkerchief. I look at you, nonplussed, smiling."It's not... I mean, I didn't...” you fumble, not sure of what to say. Was it worse to let me think that I was handling a hanky you'd blown your nose in or should you tell me what was really. One time I finished cleaning early and went inside to look for Damien and heard loud moaning. I didnt think anything of it other than he had a girlfriend over. I just decided to go home.I went on vacation the next week not getting to clean Damien's pool and when I came back it was a lot of work. I had to work an extra hour. Damien had a friend over but after he took a swim. It was the first time I ever saw him actually swim. I noticed something else odd too. Now I am pretty straight but this. I closed my eyes and masturbated thinking of my SIL.Everything started changing from the next day, my wife had talked to her sister and just hinted she was ok with the idea but was just avoiding it sighting lame reasons.From that day the way we saw each other changed. My SIL would pass shy looks at me and we would talk with our eyes. We would smile and I knew the game was one. It was only matter of time. Harini started wearing sexier clothes at home,see thru’s and those really short shorts. She.