The kiss John gave Wendy was not the kiss a brothergives to his sister. It was a kiss a man gives to hislover. And Wendy kissed him right back. The ki...sstarted with them standing by the sofa. Wendy’s armswent around John’s neck, and John’s arms went aroundWendy’s waist. After a little bit, John’s handsstarted wandering, up to caress Wendy’s big breaststhrough her dress, and down to caress her beautifulbum.To my amazement, I got hard watching them. I. ” Then she looked at me. “I have been thinking about you and last night.”“Me too. I wish we had more time together.”Charlotte kissed my cheek and turned to look at the river. She surprised me when she said, “I want to make love again as soon as we return to the inn.”I stood and pulled her to her feet. She looked at me, uncertain. “We are going back?”Grinning, I said, “not yet. I just don’t want to wait until tonight.” I pulled her off the trail into the brush.She gasped. “Non! We cannot. This. All shewould say was that she was in the “entertainment” industry andshe didn’t bother to elaborate. She was somewhat mysteriousabout her work and odd hours. Bit I was to learn soon enough. It all started about three weeks after I moved in. AuntSally had gone out, dressed to kill and carrying her purple gymbag, as she always did. Alone in the house, I was in her bedroomlooking through her drawers for a pair of pantyhose when I founda ten-inch vibrator. She arrived at the hospital car park shortly after 1.30pm, she was glad she had allowed herself plenty of time for her 2pm appointment, being late was not an option.Fortunately, the staff car park was within sight of the general public entrance, so she positioned herself for a clear view of all entrants.Time seemed to pass so slowly as she sat and waited in nervous anticipation. She began doubting herself. She was sure that she would totally enjoy all of the things she had told Lenny she would.