.“My goodness, everybody’s awake already?” mom said, making some scrambled eggs.I got my mug, poured myself a cup, then offered Dad a refill.“...oy, do you want more coffee?” I asked.“AHA – the gentleman strikes again. Whatever time you came in; I didn’t hear a thing – thanks kids,” dad said.As she brought the eggs to the table Mom asked, “What did you two go see anyway?”“Well,” I said, “We missed everything good, so we bought tickets for the late showing and went to dinner first.”Dad wondered. On the way to the dining room I looked him over... a bit longish hair, awell fitted suit, about 5' 6" or 7". Probably about 45. He hung his sportcoat on his chair and we sat and drank our coffee. I noticed his weddingring and surprisingly, through his white shirt I noticed what appeared tobe nipple rings as well. As he lifted his cup I saw he had soft but wellmanicured hands. In fact it looked like they had a clear or almost pinktint to them.We talked a little about what he would be teaching. I was taken aback. Sean had always doted on me, but this was new, even from him. I'd always been the younger sister, the one he watched vigilantly over, but lately I'd been wondering...Well, no. That was just insane. Brothers just don't feel that way towards their sisters, do they? All the little compliments, his smiles and the frequent embraces we traded, it all had to be innocent, didn't it?But truth be told, I rather wished they weren't. After all, were we not siblings, I'd have jumped Sean. I didn’t want the game to cause problems for her career. I knew what the other staff members in the office could be like. If they found out something was going on between us, they would’ve made her life difficult. So, it had to be handled with the highest amount of discretion. Tasting her deliciousness had only made my hunger to fuck her even stronger, but I knew how to bide my time. I was going to have more fun with her first. I had a way to sate my desire to take her fully. I took my new.