I have been asked what made me start writing what are essentially short dirty stories, and in point of fact, I was having difficulty trying to remembe... myself. But, it came back to me; there was a kind of seminal moment, so to speak. My husband and I had been having a quiet, romaticish night in; I had cooked a better than average meal and we drank a glass or two of better than average vin rouge to compliment the food. It must have been that plus, the low lights and a relaxed mood that started. She said she was traveling and with the time change and meetings, she would try and call tonight. When I heard nothing by ten, I tried her cell phone, but there was no answer and I left a message. We had started out trying to talk to each other every day, but already that was becoming erratic. Again, she would not be here this weekend; more meetings or travel or both. Somehow the excitement of today's lunch had faded and I thought I might not tell her about Frank's evaluation until I had a firm. My brother headed off to the bathroom and my sister cane tosit down on living room couch next to me. She plops down close next to me andleans over on my shoulder. I try to act normal as my dick is throbbingunderneath the thin throw blanket. I wanted to make a move on her so badly, butI wasn’t sure if she was still cool with what we did last night. I’m guessingshe is rather comfortable by how she is resting up against me but I hold offanyway. She asks me something. I was too preoccupied by the. Over a four hour period I came three times in Jill's soft pussy, once in her ass, once in her mouth and once over her breasts after tit fucking her. We employed a Kamu Sutra like number of positions, continually commenting aloud, almost giving the girls a running commentary as we fucked.After we finally finished, and I had escorted the obviously sated coed to her car, I threw myself into the hot tub, trying to recover while eagerly anticipating watching the taped reaction of the girls. And I.