Women hate seeing other women with a man when they don’t have one. So anyway…we ordered food, we sat, we chatted and talked and we generally had a...fun date just like we always do. Nothing out of the ordinary happened. She was her regular self and I was my regular self. We chatted about work gossip at her office, things going on in our families and some politics. Totally engrossed in each other, totally enjoying the entire time. We had a few drinks and the sun slowly went down. We were there for. Heading south again, I kissed his testicles once more, then tried in vain to work my way past his balls, towards his ass. The memory must have been a good one for him, for as soon as he realized what I wanted he slid forward on the couch then pulled his legs up high. When I still had trouble reaching, he slid all the way forward so that his ass was hanging off the edge of the couch, pulling his legs back as far as he could. My way was clear. Using my mouth, I pushed his balls aside and locked. “Now I’m going to take your other hand, and we’re going to rub my clitoris. Most people call it a clit.”A little pressure and a few quick strokes and I lost it completely.I became rigid and in spasms as I sat in my sister’s arms, her fingers inside me and caressing my sex as I coated them in my honey.Slowly my breathing returned to normal, and my heart rate slowed. As my senses returned I start to feel something else, guilt. “Oh my god, what have I just done?”I’d just had a massive wet orgasm. My wife had long since gone to bed. Chelsea and I were hanging on the couch and her friend was sleeping in the floor. We were sitting there watching a movie I was rubbing her feet, completely innocently although I again my crotch was aching for some attention. I really was getting pretty tired and I knew that I was going to have to take my wife and daughter to my mother in laws house in a couple of hours, so I had to head to bed myself. At 6:45, my wife woke me up with the best news I had.