He just looked at me then climbed into my bed. I walked around my bed, closed the door and turned off the light. I climbed into bed next to him. We l...ed on our stomachs at the end of the bed with pillows. We watched the movie in silence, he really seemed into it, considering he choose Twilight. He said he heard people talking about it but never got the chance to see it. As the movie went on, he seemed to move closer and closer to me. Then at some point, he fell asleep, his head practically on. I knew she wouldn't some day show up on my doorstep insisting I run off with her."You want to have sex with Annie, don't you, Jeff?" blurted Brenda suddenly as Annie and I were engaged in a little sexual banter after finishing several drinks. "You act like you're joking, but she really turns you on, doesn't she?"How should a man answer that question? I didn't want to lie, or hurt Annie's feelings. I sure didn't want to tell my wife that her sister really turned me on. I decided that the best. I imagine Sam probably masturbates for me, maybe often or even frequently. I am masturbating for her right now. Because of the normal and obvious reasons, all of this is very hush hush.I will say that my wife has begun talking about ME fucking HER sister more than once. On the most recent occasion, she said, "Don't balk though. You shouldn't rule it out. What if something ever happened to me, and also to her husband? I would want you to be taken care of, and her as well. That might be. They got married six torturous years ago, she said. Now she was sticking it to him. She had photos of bruises on her face and arms and private investigator evidence of an affair he had had with another minor. He was going to cough up fifty percent of his legitimate holdings and the Palm Springs property as a bonus or she would report his battery and statutory rape. "He'll either have me killed," she said dramatically, "or I'll get every Goddamn penny of what's due." She paused for effect after.