That afternoon Bev called and asked if she and the boys could come over. I told her sure, come on. It was a hot afternoon in August, so we lounged aro...nd the pool. Then Bev said, Bill, I want to ask you something. Do you think Jake is playing around? I told her I did not want to get involvedthen she started to cry. Now, now, dont cry I told her as I wrapped my arms around her. She looked up and said she just knew he had another girlfriend. I told her hes a fool if he does. She began to cry. "Hi, Tim, I hope I'm not early. I'm really eager to see the place." I showed her around, including my own bedroom and she seemed impressed. The building is older, it was put up in the Art Nouveau era and still had lots of the original features and decorations. "Oh, I love Art Deco, this is really nice." I figured that now was not the time to go into the difference between Deco and Nouveau, as I offered her a glass of wine. She preferred white, so I poured us both some South African Sauvignon. When he finished we stood up. "Thank you, you've made me feel much better," I smiled at him."No problem," he shrugged."You can go hang out with the guys now and stop hanging out with his blotchy faced mess of an s*ster," I said."You're delightful company, and your face isn't blotchy… any longer," he said smiling.I smiled and stepped forward hugging him. He stood there for a second unsure of what to do before returning the hug.I stepped back, "Thank you."He turned to leave, "Anytime Abby."I sat. She put her arms around me, but loosened her hold as I bent to kiss her nipples again, and then started to kiss my way down her stomach, to her belly button and on to that neat little triangle. I eventually kissed her pouting pussy lips, just by her clit, and I tried to push my tongue in, but her legs were too tightly closed.I tried sliding a hand between them, at her knee, to open her legs, but she protested, "No. Just make love to me, I want to feel you inside of me. Please, Dave."So I lifted.