I was the first one to the motel. I got to the room, emailed her the room number, and the reply came right back, she’d be there in 15 minutes. I c...losed the curtains, turned out the lights…the room was completely dark except for a tiny sliver of light coming through the barely-open door, it was perfect. I stripped naked and waited in bed in the dark, just like we’d arranged. The wait seemed like forever - I was so excited. My cock was already raging hard and it was all I could do not to. But when he asked if I wanted some company, I agreed. It did not matter that I had met him only thirty minutes earlier and had never actually met him face to face. I was in the mood to do something daring, something I had never done before and sex with a stranger was definitely out of character for me. I waited at The Flying J, a truck stop, at exit 182 for the hour it took for him to drive the eighty or ninety miles from where he was at. I was shocked that he would actually drive that far for. We can’t be a foursome. You’d be committing incest.”“I already have been. I just haven’t in a long time. James, we have to find a way to fix this.”“Let’s sleep on it, OK? The wine is making it hard for me to think.”“OK, but in the morning, we go full steam ahead to save my brothers marriage.”I never really got angry at Kristy, but things cooled between us. There was no casual touching or impromptu fondling. I stopped walking around the house naked. We talked about household business but there. She released Clara's boobs and ran her hands down her body once again, stopping, this time, at her belt. She unbuckled it and placed it down softly on the bed next to them. Then she tugged down her miniskirt slowing.She watched Clara intensely as she did so, savouring every expression on her face. Soon the skirt was gone. Amy smirked devilishly as she stood up on the bed, towering over Clara. In one swift movement she dropped her knickers to her ankles. Clara's eyes were stuck on Amy's vagina,.