I had spent the afternoon with Frau Rach on her couch and carpet, kissing, licking, sucking and fucking like in old times, just wonderful. We then too... a shower, rolled up in towels only, and had a beer on her porch looking at the garden with soft lights and the smell of the flowers.Suddenly I heard some steps inside the house and out came a young, tall woman with long, black hair all the way down to her bubble butt in a tight mini skirt, with an hour-glass figure, very narrow waist, broad hips. You may think me an old fashioned ass, but to me it was a total betrayal of our love and our marriage. How long has she been screwing this guy? How could I ever trust her again? I would just have to get over her, one way or another.Now here's where my life took an interesting turn. I had made it a practice, when I was in town, to stop at a watering hole on the way home from the office. It was a small, sophisticated spot with a upscale clientele. A small scotch and water always seemed to help. A loud zipper sound later and our lipse unlock from his kissing, I was met by his nice strong black cock, taking place in my mouth ''ohhh mike shes a natural''looking inside my panty, my white little cage made him smile''shes so cute, i want her cage flapping around when she sucks, its so sexy ''panty just down enought for them to joke about my little clitwatching it swing between my legs my mouth shared in the lobby i was lift and drop on the living room table legs up mike showing his friend. Even I had to admit, my sister was one damn fine looking woman. I'd never admit to her of course that as a growing adolescent, I'd had more than one inappropriate thought about her, and had even once caught her masturbating in her bedroom without her ever knowing that I had. She had a great looking body back then, and in my mind ... even more so now. She'd filled out a little, especially after her divorce, looking far healthier now than she ever had, and damn sexier too.Of course it didn't help.