Driving home, I stopped off at the store and made a few purchases. Arriving home I realised I still had about an hour before Elliot would arrive so I ...ecided to jump in the shower. I showered all over making sure every square inch of my body was scrubbed. I got out and after drying myself dusted my body with talc which feels so soft and slinky. I padded into my bedroom and opened up my pantyhose drawer. Looking through the contents I remembered the goodies I had purchased earlier. I ran down. ”From beneath the blubbering mass on the sofa, a voice was heard to say, “Yeah ... but ... loving someone you can’t really have ... is different from fucking them in your own bed.”“Don’t hate me, because I love my brother? We’re still BFF’s, aren’t we?” Carol was working hard to get her best friend to understand. I barely do, myself.Sandy got up and looked at Carol saying, “I hadn’t seen you in so long. You just ... seemed to vanish, then I come over with the key you gave me when we were 14 .... Then,our chat continued for some days. Soon we become good friends & one day she asked me to meet. I was also eager but I was waiting for her approach. We met in a mall. We go to movies. In the movie I held her hand, she looked towards me & tighten her grip on my hand. I asked her for a kiss. She looked into my eyes for some time & put her lips on my lips.She was a good kisser. We continued our kiss for 10 minutes. Then I move some forward & pit my hands on her boobs. She had great boobs. They. It had felt so good, I had for a split second considered offering to let him take my anal cherry in return before coming to my senses. Mark had been angling for anal since we got married and judging by his recent purchases of anal porn novels on our shared Kindle, another campaign of persuasion was under way. Should have made sure you kept our date, I chuckled to myself. My attempt to phrase an appropriate 160 character response was interrupted by the waiter. ‘The gentleman asked if you would.