Although it is quite cold for the season, she wears as usual a short beige colored skirt, clear heeled shoes and a light orange jacket. She is cute an... elegant. Yet, I am surprised to discover that under the jacket she is wearing her white bodice. I must admit that unless you’re told so, one does not notice that it is a bodice. She has a lot of success and is immediately surrounded by several men. Jealous as I can be, I remain close to her and I catch repeatedly looks to her cleavage or legs.. And we go on weekend trips to The Keys, to the Bahamas, to St Croix. Any place I want, really. (OK, I'm name-dropping and that's tacky and I'm sorry but all of this is so cool.) And we've gone to some really sexy parties and I have to tell you, we're not the only kinky people in the world. Maybe that's a story for another day.They've asked me to move in with them but I don't think that's a good idea. I like having my freedom but they do pay my rent and my college tuition so I have it pretty. “There are advantages to living with family.” A smile spread across his lips. “She’s cute. Your sister. I don’t blame you at all for wanting to spend time with her.”“What are you saying?” I asked, the tension squeezing around my heart. “I mean, I’ve seen you on TV, Clint. Right, that’s you? The incest guy?”“That’s me.” He rolled his shoulders. “So you’ve heard me speak? Know what I’m about?”“Yeah.”“So I am the last person to judge you for moving in with your sister. Though, I’m a little. That left just the two of us.I sat down on the sofa on the porch and pulled her on top of me. She straddled me, sat down, and began kissing me deeply. I put my arms around her and slid my hand down to feel the top of her ass. I began to grind my growing cock into her. I tried to slide my hand up her jacket, but she pushed me away.“Let’s go inside,” she whispered into my ear and stood up, taking me by the hand.We walked back through the apartment and into a sparsely furnished bedroom. There was.