I just wanted to go back to my place and feel sorry for myself. Jesus, the woman couldn't be trusted; and it killed me.I haven't mentioned it, but I w...s shacking up in a small unused store room at the machine shop. There was a shower and a head and a rack, a bed, in it; and that was enough for me. The pay at the shop wasn't much, but staying at the shop and being a de facto security guard at night allowed me to save most of what I did make. I had even planned to formally ask Trish to marry me. She had become ill over the last few years and pretty much confined to bed, because of this our sex life had become less and less frequent to the point it was almost non existent. She was very understanding about my needs and encouraged me to masturbate as often as I needed to and even watched me do it. The problem was I found it harder to get aroused and turned to other things to turn me on, I tried wearing my wife’s clothing to wank in (and over) this worked for a while but I soon got bored,. Then my sister poked her head out of the door. She gave me a charming smile and said, "No."Slam.WAKE UPGRAB A BRUSH AND PUTOh dear Lord.I banged on the door. "Trina! Trina, you're—" To my surprise, it opened. Normally she locks it. Oh well. I charged inside. Trina had just a chance to give me a surprised look before I hit the Power button on her speakers, shutting them down. "Trina, you're not the only person in this house, and you have to respect that. We all understand that it's fun to play. ... "Hell yea!" I said. Her windows where tinted dark and we were between 2 big Suv's, perfect. She opened her car and I went in first. I sat behind the driver side, she sat behind the passenger. She lifted her skirt to reveal her purple satin panties. She reached over and started to rub my cock over my pants. "Lay down," She said, " I want to 69 you." I laid down and she got on top of me. I pulled up her skirt and she started to undo my belt. I slid her cock out.