It happed 3-4 times a week sometimes the same guy would come & sometimes itll be a new guy. One night I was in for the shock of my life. That shock tu...ned me on to the max & it made me do something Id never think Ill do. My sister came to visit for the weekend. Since there was an extra unoccupied room she used that one for her stay. It was close to 10pm & Shayla decided not to go out, her dad was coming to visit & she hadnt saw him in weeks. That was cool because I liked her dad, we always had. She had put the particular outfit on that showed as much cleavage as she dared. Her lacy black bra was just visible and she saw his gaze shift to her chest. The lump in Nigel’s trousers told her it had the desired affect. Helen needed a hard cock and she wanted Nigel’s. Teasing Paul and using her vibrator, pretending it was Nigel was ok but not enough anymore. She wanted the real thing and this would be their last trip to the big house this summer. It had to happen this time and Helen was. I now understood the lack of pleasure in seeing a woman with the waist high, single piece nylon. The wide unattractive gray panties were shoved quickly down to the floor as her hands quickly reached behind her to undo her final garment - her white brassiere. It quickly fell with the rest of her garments.She stood trembling before me, her nails scraping the outside of her thighs unconsciously. Her nervousness obvious and a little amusing. Gone was the haughty bitchy woman - leaving a middle-aged. Raat mai uska call aaya .. phir maine himmat karke use offer maar hi diya . n dil ka haal bata diya , ye bhi bol diya ki mai uske bina nahi rah sakta n I love her … (sabhi log to jante hai ki ladki patane ke liye kya kya bolna hota hai). Mai next day office poocha aur poochte hi use sorry bol diya aur ye bhi bol diya ki pata nahi maine tumhe raat kya kya bol diya tha .. I m sorry for that coz I was drunk yesterday.Usne kaha its ok. Mujhe jaise green signal sa mil gaya tha . phir maine raat ki.