She just looked at me. And I have no idea what prompted me to do it, but I pushed up against her, and found myself hard, poking against her underwear....She opened her mouth, and I kissed her. And holy fuck, that kiss felt like heaven. Her lips were so soft. Her tongue felt so tender in my mouth. Her hands moved down across my stomach and down to my waist.I pushed against her, felt myself moaning, and heard her gasp. She pulled back. I looked at her, staring into her eyes, and finally was able to. But no, here she was, about to realize afantasy that was too long in the making. Patti sat in her car for a few moments, collecting herthoughts. What would her friends say? What would herlate parents have thought? How would her HUSBAND reactif he knew? Closing her eyes for a moment, she drew in adeep breath, and then got out of her car. The parking lot of the truck-stop was like countlessothers along I-5, which ran along the West coast fromthe California border with Mexico, North through. It was sleeveless and shorter than knee length. It was gorgeous."This was one of my favourites on her," he said."I can see why. It's so pretty. I'll need some underwear."In her underwear drawer I spotted a white satin set comprising bra,panties and a waist cincher with stocking suspenders."This is rather racy!" I chuckled."I bought this for her. She wore it on our, er, special nights out." Heflushed."Well I'd better wear those." John flushed some more, but said nothing.I packed the clothes and. " I know they all had crushes on me so I had to oblige them while pissing my sister off.I had girlfriend after girlfriend throughout high school but I was always horny over my sister. I would watch her prance around the house carelessly in a T-Shirt and underwear. I could not even begin to count the number of times I had to retreat to my room to masturbate about having sex with her. Thinking about her skimpy tank tops and frilly panties that would crawl up the crack of her solid ass. I.