"You and I are going to do some historical reenactments. This is the first of several I have in mind. You are -- oh, you're sixteen tonight. And I'm a...little older. Eighteen, maybe. A real man of the world." My parents wouldn't have allowed me to go out alone with a boy when I was sixteen. And certainly not with an eighteen-year-old boy." Probably they wouldn't have been too thrilled about my being Black, either." Maybe not. I don't think they were bigots, but they were extremely old-fashioned.. And she knew the chemical business to. She even knew all of our current customers and their needs. Left me with little to wade through catching up. I have to admit she was a real asset to have around. As I settled in to my new spot all I had to do was to ask this gal about whatever I needed to know about anything that came across my desk or she instructed me. She practically ran the company and was an excellent team captain for me and the company. The day her retirement arrived the Board threw. They didn’t seem like father and son, but more like buddies. There always seemed to be an unseen secret between them.Nothing else was said that day. It was only a week later when Tatum called and this time asked me to come to his apartment. I should have known something was up. When I got there he smiled and asked me how I was. He then told me to get naked there in the living room. I kind of hesitated, but he began getting undressed, so I just guessed this was a new kink.When we were both naked. Her breathing was rapid now, her pussy pressing down on my cock. Well this was more than a young man should be seeing. This was my sister’s young body squatting on my hips and moving back and forth. Her small breasts swaying with each movement, coming closer to my face with each pass.She had a look on her face of complete bliss that soon made me think of her in new way, a most unbrotherly way. I put my hands on her smooth hips and gently caressed her flat tummy and sparse pubs.She moved quicker.