I let her in and as she walked toward the living room couch, I ogled at her ass. Oh! What an ass she has! She was tired (I suppose from dancing and/or...making out with guys in the party. I dunno) and she just sat down on the couch and rest her head on the back of the couch. This was a perfect scenario for me. I approached her slowly and sat down on her left side, and then slowly I began to massage her head.“You look really tired!” I said.“Yeah there was so much dancing and talking and laughing.. ’ ‘I think you do love him. I heard something special in your voice when you said that about him.’ I laughed. ‘You could be right. It would sound special because he is special.’ ‘Oooh. Now you’re getting mushy. So what do I do to get a guy?’ ‘You’re fifteen.’ ‘We covered that. You know how to get any guy you want. How do you do it? ‘How did you get Jeff after that disastrous start?’ I thought the parents are supposed to interrogate you, not the little sister. That’s how the afternoon went. It. Unlike most of my stories which actually occurred in years past, or in the case of the incest stories, are the product of my warped and vivid imagination and fantasies, this story is true and occurred in the past week. It was not planned, it just happened. Introduction: It was Monday evening, Memorial Day, 2012. My boys were home from college, we had spent the day golfing, grilling steaks, and relaxing. The boys were in the upstairs game room watching some movie. Jim, my husband was. Her moans grew louder. I was kissing her and nibbling on her neck chest and ears.We started kissing and touching each other everywhere. I was rubbing her pussy over her panty. She was wet and close to an orgasm. I could feel it. Her back arched, toes curled and she shivered suddenly. And then she gave me a smile saying it had been long. Now she wanted to return the favor. She pulled off my pants and boxer and started sucking me. Guys, she was really good. She stroked me for heavenly 20 minutes.