Your hips squirm as you ache to be touched. I run my hands up between your legs and then up over your belly, never touching the hot, moist center year...ing for more.Your pussy is now aching to be touched, but in our preparation, it isn't time yet. I have you flip over onto your belly and I again take the oil and starting from the base of your neck pour a thin line right down the middle of your back and between the crack of your ass. I use my hand to gently spread your cheeks open and pour some. The best luck I ever had as a pussy magnet was just AFTER I married my first wife. They just wouldn't leave me alone! Of course, then I was predisposed, but that made it that much more of a prize for them. You always want what you can't have, right! You're dating a blonde so you lust after the brunette. You're married to a tall one and you want a short one. It seems that for some of us we're never satisfied! How many of you have wanted to "cure" a lesbian? Show her what real heaven is. As he had requested, I was pantyless. After fondling my ass and kissing me for a short time, he pulled away and then smacked me on the ass. "You dirty girl" he said. "What kind of little slut walks around with no panties?"I played along and said "Sorry Daddy".I had not noticed that he had one hand behind his back the whole time. He then revealed what was in his hand, a package of panties. They were not women's panties, instead they were girls panties. He told me to try on the pink pair as. That's not going to happen. Not like this, by surprise, half-drunk."He looked serious for a moment. "You're happier lately. Don't think we don't notice. She's good for you."I nodded. "I am happier. She is good for me."He took my drink. "I've got the bill. Go play with her."I didn't argue. It's where my heart was. "Thanks for the talk. And the research. I understand why you thought you had to do it." We're friends. Fuck, who am I kidding, we're family." Yes we are. I couldn't ask for better.".