I walked quietly through the house, glancing around, but went straight to Kristy’s bedroom. I expected to see her buried under the covers, sleeping ...oundly, but she wasn't there. The sound of water came to my ears from another room. It shut off suddenly, and I was struck with anxiety. I heard her footsteps as she padded down the hall. I turned and slipped into the closet, sliding the wooden door shut in front of my face. I peeked out through the wooden slats and saw my sister come into her. I think that she thought the problem was with her, so, I decided to tell her the whole story.I went through the whole thing, step by step while she listened attentively. I told her that I had put up cameras around the house to see if my suspicions were warranted. When I finished telling her the story, she leaned over and kissed me as she squeezed my hand. “That’s got to be tough on you, thinking that your best friend may have fathered a child with your wife and is still having relations with. That Steve would be my first. But with Dad around, that might never happen. Even if we got married." I know what you mean DeeJ," Becky understood her all too well. "Sometimes Danny can be a real stick-in- the-mud. But if you could, would you like to get fucked? Here. Tonight."Again DJ had to think hard on what her Aunt was offering her. Would she like to get fucked? Could she get fucked? And if she did, who did Aunt Becky have in mind for her?"I... I think so," she stammered. "But how? With. ... mmmmmnnnnggggg!!!” was all she could articulate as she came. As she lay panting, riding the waves of the powerful orgasm, David came up to her and kissed her. She could taste her cuntjuice on him and it was a very erotic feeling. When she had rested for a minute she pushed him over onto his back.“Your turn honey, we have ALL night!”She straddled him and unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it off him and running her long fingernails over his torso, sticking her fingers in her mouth and wetting.