She demanded I remove the panties I was currently wearing and toplace them in the laundry basket. She sat on the bed next to my pile ofunderwear and s...arted holding each up. "Does this coordinate with the brayou're currently wearing?" she'd ask. She knew full well which pantieswent well with the bra I was wearing and which ones didn't. I think shejust wanted me to understand that I had plenty of better options than thedecision I had made this morning by not selecting the correct panty.After. " Sally said. "I always blush." Sally, tell them you like to suck my cock." Joey said."Not if she doesn't want to, Joey." Sabrina said, putting her arm about Sally's shoulders protectively."Oh, I don't mind." Sally said. "I do it all the time. I like to suck him." Suck me!" Brian blurted, taking his cock out."Brian!" Sabrina said. "Give the girl time to adjust to this, to us." Oh, that's okay." Sally said in her soft voice, peeking from under her lashes at Brian's cock. "I know why Joey asked. And the fucking lottery destroyed his life. His granddaughter dead of drugs, himself sued a couple of hundred times, his daughter dead, himself a target of thieves and scammers. That's the kind of shit that nobody needs. Nobody. So if you win the "big one," what do you do?I guess what I'm getting that is that when I came home the other night and found my fucking next door neighbor "plowing my fields," as it were, I had already given some thought to the possibility. Not in specific - I don't. Pat wasn’t ready to take on a second wife, so he backed away from the affair. Eight months after brother and sister started having affairs, they were standing in the back yard of his house with yellow plastic mugs of warming beer, talking about the pros and cons of fucking someone you’re not married to. They had to be careful about what they said because they were surrounded by five kids, her husband, and his wife. “It wasn’t hard keeping Connie in the dark, most of the time she’s content to.