“Eyes up here” she would tell him. She enjoyed this back and forth flirting with her nephew. It made her even more proud of her body knowing that ...a teenage boy, and now a young man wanted to see her body. She too would find herself looking at him when he wore his swimming trunks, the skin tight ones he wore during competitions. They sometimes barely kept him all in. He would do little things like walk up to her when she was laying out and stand over her with his bulge right above her and ask. “Dear Sister,” It was from my brother. I came back to my bed and sat down after putting the envelope next to me. Dear Sister, I am happy to see you getting married and settle down in your life. All my good wishes are with you, but today I’m going to make a confession. You are my sister and I shouldn’t think about you like this, but I couldn’t control myself. I think you are the hottest woman on earth, and I have been masturbating thinking about you since I saw you naked the first time when I. Devouring every drop I offer, deep inside me, his tongue seemingly glued to my cunt… detailing every last inch before kissing his way up my body, the touch of his lips is exquisite on my skin… on my abdomen and over my belly… taking his head between my hands… I gently tug to encourage him to slide up my body…. With my hands holding either side of his face, I gently begin to lick my juices from his skin… dragging my tongue across his lips… gently nibbling, then slide my tongue inside his warm. She ran through the introductions she would perform after meeting him at the bus stop, where they could go to have lunch, and what they might do together during the afternoon. Her ideal afternoon would be alone with him, talking about his friends and finding out about his home and family. Perhaps they would walk up the road to the tracks into the mountains, even take a cable car to one of the restaurants as her mother had suggested.As her dreams grew increasingly elaborate so they became more.