Ted was no longer looking at me. Instead, his focus was back on his car. He stood up suddenly and went into the house leaving me there to stare at his...car myself. It really was a pretty car. I could see why he loved it.I followed him into the house, hoping he would listen to me."Ted, it didn't mean anything," I said. Realizing even as I said it how stupid it sounded. But it was, in fact, a statement of truth. What I had done with Mickey meant nothing. I didn't love Mickey. I didn't even like. ...yes yesyes Daddy I need your cum so bad, I'm here Daddy always here for you....I felt as if I might cum with him spontaneously, but the vibrator justkept me right there on edge. I felt something different for the firsttime, a feminine feeling like a kind of pride in satisfying your man, inbeing the one to make him cum the way he likes, owned and loving theservitude and the pleasure in being his, only his..After catching his breath with a moan of approval, he got up. I was stillstoned and in. "She didn't look up, merely increasing her suction until I was right on the edge."Ellen!"At which point she pulled off with an audible 'pop', straddled me on her knees and, with her hands each side of my chest, looked intently into my eyes."Tom – tell me you love me?" You know I do, Sis, but..." Tell me!"I took a deep breath, still transfixed by her eyes. "I love you, Sis."She nodded. "Tom, I've loved you for as long as I can remember. I've never found a man who touches my soul the way you do.". It was late, and the pool was empty. Through the steamy glass roof of the exclusive leisure centre, she could just make out the first stars. The pool felt rather like a huge personal floatation tank, she thought. She was glad to be alone. Her little blue bikini felt uncomfortably tight and revealing, but the empty open water felt liberating.‘The plunge pool, followed by ten more lengths.’ She told herself, dragging herself out of the now pleasantly warm water, and padding toward the little.