They’re friendly and chatty, introducing themselves and telling us a little bit about themselves, without giving away or asking for personal informa...ion.They quickly detect the difference in our accents, so I briefly tell them that we met online, and that this is the first time we have spent time together in person. I expect them to be surprised by this, but she explains that they are also in a slightly unconventional relationship that started online, and that they meet up a few times a year,. I had just started when the phone rang.“You know, not figuring out what you want is no excuse for not calling me!” Jessica Wilton said as soon as I’d answered the phone.“I’ve been busy,” I said lamely.“That’s no excuse, either. Your penance is to take me to dinner again on Friday the 1st. I’ll meet you at the same place.”“Do I have a choice?” I asked.“You’ll be there. I’m sure of it!”“You’re quite confident of yourself, aren’t you?”“So are you, Mr. Adams. See you next Friday at 6:00pm.”I said. Elsa breaks our kiss, and my left hand is allowed to remain in direct contact with the supple skin of her left breast. I’m not sure how to react. Mom’s focus remains on the crossword below her chin, and she appears not to notice. I’m smart enough to know that this is probably a trap.Of course that knowledge doesn’t prevent my cock from getting hard. My thumb drags back and forth across my sister’s nipple, and where I find a small ring. I don’t like being played, and I have yet to understand the. “You’ll never guess what it is. Not in a million years.”“You care to make a small bet on that?” she asked with a smile.“What’s the time-frame and what’s the bet?” I asked.“I’ll know what you’re planning by the time we’re back from Malibu in August,” she said with a smirk. “If I win, you take me with you to Hawaii next summer.”“And if I win?” I asked. I’d already decided that Emma was coming with me regardless of what else was going on. She was my life. Samantha would have to understand that..