My sister Gwen had been married only a short time and was feeling home sick and lonely. It was very hard to be shut up for the duration of pregnancy c...t off from most of what you used to know and do, or so my mother informed me. Now I too was to be shut up with her to await the event. I wasn't looking forward to it at all.I'd always been a bit of a rebellion and this upcoming visit with my sister felt more like a punishment than a holiday. New gowns had been made and Mother had drilled me on my. She slid off to the side of me.“Wow!” she said. “That was bet… great!”I wondered what she had started to say, but had stopped.“That was terrific,” I said. “I sure have missed being with you. “Me too,” she said. “I have to go back to the bedroom.”“Ok,” I said with disappointment.She gave me another long kiss, then walked back toward the bedroom. I watched, enjoying what I could see of her naked body. She went into the bathroom. I heard the water running and the toilet flush a few minutes later.. I gasped when I realized my dick was out and Jack was on his knees right in front of me. I tried to cover up but he handed me the new trousers and told me to put them on just like he didn't even see my 5 inch cock right in front of his face. I quickly put the pants on and Jack got out his tape mesurement and started doing the measurements. I started to relax a little as Jack just continued with normal converstion as he measured my inseam.That was when I felt his hand up between my leg and my. I also reverted to calling her Samantha. A couple days later, we were discussing things we want to do for Amanda. Vacations, cultural institutions, that sort of thing. In the course of discussing music, we agreed that she should be comfortable going to the theater and the symphony. That reminded me that I still have my copy of Fantasia, where the animators did segments for various pieces of classical music. I put it on, and we watched it together. Toward the end of ‘Dance of the Hours’, I told.