She didn't give a fuck either. She was going to get something out of this blatant betrayal before she dropped Winton like a hot potato.Nicole turned h...r affections to Terry the big lineman. Terry was six foot four, and weighed about two hundred sixty pounds. He was a bear of a guy, but his penis was barely visible in the dim light the stage had to offer. Nicole guided him around until his back was to her, and planted her face between his ass cheeks. Terry's face wrinkled up and started turning. Her outfit fitted nicely to a near perfectly shaped body. I invited her in and once inside we stood and talked for a few minutes. As we did I looked her over and she surprised me by the way her eyes roamed over my body lingering at my crotch which now had a nice bulge showing plainly in my pants. This, I thought, might be even more interesting than the other one.I went upstairs to work on taxes while she started in the kitchen. As I worked I could hear her rattling pans around for a while and. ......" Just as quickly they both stop. Her hand on her slit trying to cover herself yet her fingers tickle her little fuck hole as her brother continues to jack himself thou his jeans. "Sis I'm sorry. Don't get angry. It's OK. I do the same............" Her eyes move to his. "What? Do what? You shouldn't.... you weren't suppose to be home. What do you mean you do the same thing?" Moving towards her his hand moves away from the thick bulge in his pants. I do the same thing you do. . I'd been looking for a target of opportunity, with no luck, and was about to leave when this cute, slim, almost skinny, brunette walks up to my barstool to initiate conversation. Her game was simple - to raise a few bucks the quick, easy way. I was game.I don't know how long she had been at the bar or how many beers she had, but it must have been more than a few because the first thing she wanted to do was pee, so badly, she said. As we walked into my place, I watched her narrow ass move.