Our trip was for the most part fairly uneventful, except for the time Marcy decided to give me head while we were driving along Route 80, which almost...caused me to rear end a pick-up truck. Oh, and her apparent penchant for lifting her shirt and showing truck drivers her breasts. Yes, my step-sister was a wild woman. Other than those things, the trip was uneventful.We arrived at the Red Roof Inn in Danville and checked in at the desk. After getting the card key we wheeled our bags to our room. Well the conversation led to working out and how each had been very committed to staying in shape, with him just turning 60 and her being 53 that she had planned on working out after their coffee, she offered him to accompany her, and of course he said yes, as the hotel workout room was slim pickings.. They arrived at her gym, and both had awesome workouts, really burning some calories and sweating something fierce.. He offered her his hotel room to shower in after their workout since it was. 'And these too,' I thought, pulling on them slightly. I sent my own signal that I wanted to see her fully nude, even though I had seen her vagina in one of the pictures. That didn't stop her from pleasing him even for a second. Then I got behind her and gently pressed my body onto hers. I heard Dwight chuckle somewhat and I did look at him for a second. Although, then I took another look back at her face to see it go back and forth over and over again. I let my hands come up to her jugs, and. "We pick ourselves up, and we sort ourselves out. I guess that conversation in Vegas was a bit prophetic: now that we're here, married, we both already know that we'll try to make this work. Right?"There was a flutter in my stomach as she looked back up at me. I didn't know if I wanted her to back out or not. I was afraid she would say 'yes, ' and maybe even more afraid she'd say 'no.' I really didn't want to examine those feelings right now. I had said I would try, so dammit I would try. If.