A nice bottle of chilled rose wine. I poured a glass, took off my shoes (ah Heaven)! And went to turn on the shower. I checked the time, glancing at t...e living room clock on my way past. It was 8pm - I still had hours before you got home. Plenty of time to refresh and pamper myself.I turned on the shower and went into the bedroom. As I peeled off my sweaty work clothes I drank my wine. It tasted really good, and was gone all too quickly. So I wandered in my white lace and cotton bra and. I was about to let some guy suck my cock.... fuck.... am I gay? he seemed to struggle so I went ahead and helped him, unbuttoning my pants and letting it slide down to my ankles. I felt his hands grab a hold of my cock and balls as he started to stroke me, right away he slid me in his mouth and I could feel how warm and wet it was. Sucking my cock back and forth , at first I was limp in his mouth but after a few strokes, I became so hard. He sucked me so good as placed my hand on his head and. When I spoke like this she looked at me angrily. Then in a very loud and angry tone she said “I tell you and you take it – like a mad person you are talking about your fear for what she will do — you know her better than me? — she is my sister — she knows what you and I do – she will not stop this or harm you — so drop this matter now and never speak it again”.I was taken aback by her hot and loud words. I fearfully looked at her and atthe door. I was sure her voice was heard in the hall. From. " Hiya. No, we don't mind."The boys were both about thirteen, nice clean-cut American teens from the upper crust. Neither would win any beauty or body-builder contests, but both were good athletes at their school. The girls had been "going" with them for about a year now. Nothing serious, except to them. The boys had tried to fool around with them, but it never amounted to more than some mild french- kissing and heavy breathing. Clearly, the boys were not as "worldly" as they would like one to.