Simultaneously repulsed and fascinated by the idea that I was thinking these thoughts about my older sister, I tried to think about how I wanted the r...st of this morning to go. I kept thinking about how she had kissed me. How our breasts had felt as they mashed up against each other. My choice had been made. I wanted this strange thing to continue. I finished my water and put the glass in the sink. I tread barefoot, indeed clad only in my pink and yellow bikini bottoms, through the cool air. My cock now hard and bulging inside my pants as we stand up again and stroll further on down the path till we reach a grassy area. I lay her down on her back and then climb on top of her. I begin to suck on her lips and tongue as she pushes her hips up into mine. We dry hump like this for awhile before she says something like "let's go someplace and fuck". I would have fucked her right there in front of the traffic on I-36, but she was too shy for that. I took her insie and the search for. When I did come home my wife made arrangements for a baby sitter for the kids and we would retire to one of the more expensive motels in the area. But first I instructed her that she was to be at the bar flirting with some of the men that would be there. This was the first of our love making fantasies. My wife was five foot two, weighed 115 pounds and her tits had those large nipples but her breasts weren’t as large as they are today. She was sitting on the bar stool, legs crossed with her. I blinked a few times in disbelief, as he turned and went back to the door, closed it and locked it, putting the key into his pocket.'Take off your clothes and lay down on the couch, face down'. I felt a cold shiver run down my back, his voice had changed to a seriousness that made me want to piss myself, and when he shouted out really loud, 'Now', I did.I lay shivering as he approached with a length of rope, 'Put your hands in front of you', he asked softly, as if to reassure me it was not.