Me: Go and change to a skirt.She changed, came back, and sat next to me.Me: Shall we start, sis?Sis: Ok.We started to act like wrestling making sounds...to make mom see what we were doing. After hearing the sound, mom came out of the kitchen saw as fighting.Mom: Why are you two fighting?Me: We are not fighting.Sis: Yeah, we are not fighting.Mom: Then what are you guys doing?Sis: We are just pretending like WWE.Me: Yeah, mom.Mom: Ok, ok, don’t hurt each other.Mom was so naïve. She fell for our. She leaned over and kissed me on the mouth, pushing her tongue in between my lips. My impulse reaction was to respond likewise until I realised who she was and alarm bells rang in my head. I pulled away from her. It was all wrong, she was so young, Jess' friend as well, not to mention I was married. "Mr.S. you are so sweet and so old fashioned, lots of young girls fuck older men these days. I am old enough to know what I am doing, it is not like you are forcing me and besides, I want to fuck. .. how she loved the feeling. How she needed it.She grabbed at it to hold it tight.A new corrupting thing crept into her brain. She never saw it coming. It was a stealthy shadow and it darkened her once brilliantly selfish mind. She seemed unable to think of anything else anymore. And she didn't care. How could she? Nothing changed, really. Just the goal of her lifelong ambition had shifted.It slowly turned her into a sex crazed, lust ridden creature.And it made her moan.The impossible heels. .. fuck me in the ass, and I still do - don't get me wrong. But there's a lot more to it than that. I want to be friends with you, but I keep fucking things up. Alan, I..."She was going to say, "love you" but then pulled back at the last moment. She didn't want to tell anyone that, no matter what, and especially not him. It would be a sign of weakness, and she already felt far too weak around him. In fact, it shocked her that she'd even been on the verge of saying something like that.So, after.