But I knew it was all feigned, my presence suffered only because of Angie. It only took two minutes in his company to realise I could easily come to d...spise him.But that night, my eyes were opened to the broad sweep of people Angie had dealings with each day, how highly she was regarded. Men and women would come over to say hello, hug her warmly and kiss her cheek, all genuinely pleased to see her. Looking back now, I understand how all the attention she received made me jealous. Not in a. I said "Fine, let's go out for coffee." Heblanched. I handed him the lipstick and a mirror: "Here, you'll needthis." His eyes watered but his cock was straining against his pants-leg.We got a few stares in the coffee shop, but not too much until we'dfinished our snack and I touched up my lipstick. I reminded Doug totouch up his own. He was very nervous, his cock at war with hisconscience. His cock won. I was betting that his cock would be at leastan inch longer the next time he stuck it in me,. .beyond sexy. It's kinda sucked that you're my sister."Off and on, sometimes twice a month, sometimes once every few months, sometimes twice a week, they fucked. It was discreet, over fast, and she never thought of it as anything more than a hookup. It felt good, and he was reliable.Two years later, while they were both away attending the same college, her brother had secretly recorded one of their sessions for masturbation material. After they came home for the year, a mixup with cloud drives. I'm sure the first one was to stop at the bank. Jack and I left the hotel, our Uber ride was waiting. A short ride later we were standing in front of our new residence. Jack took my hand and we walked the condo grounds. The beachside pool was gorgeous as was the beach front. The beach amenities were fabulous, Jack had purchased our own private cabana. We had our own parking, I didn't know where it was just yet. "Let's go inside," I said. "I want to see what we really bought now." The elevator.