Da sprach sie mich plötzlich an, das ihre Schwester wohl ziemlich laut beim Sex ist. Zuerst war es mir etwas peinlich, doch dann sagte ich zu ihr, na... ja ist ja auch die schönste Sache der Welt. Mehr sprachen wir über dieses Thema nicht mehr. Am Abend, als wir alle schon im Bett waren, dachte ich über Ihre Worte nach und wurde irgendwie geil. Ich stand auf, öffnete leise die Gästezimmertüre einen Spalt und habe die Schlafzimmertüre auch leicht offen gelassen. Dann ging ich wieder ins Bett und. I went out through the kitchen outer door, onto the patio. I sat down on one of the chairs and waited. My penis was starting to grow. I pulled my shirt out of my trousers to cover it. She came skipping out. She smiled at me as she sat on her own chair. She reached around and undid her top. She removed it and freed her conical breasts. They seemed so firm and pert. I was wondering why it was so warm. But it was summer, of course. It was hot outside as always in summer. "Here you are, Dick.. She comported herself; she was so sexually frustrated that she was a virtual powder keg of inhibitions.Her husband saw only the consequences -- her distant attitude toward him, her frustration -- and not the causes which he might have corrected if he had known them or been able.Nor did Cynthia know the causes. The consequences, however, were so developed that she and Roger lived in separate world, worlds rushing daily farther apart.Yet here she was bouncing along the beach -- her full, wide-set. Hope you enjoy the story! X *The steady beat of drums is fading, drowned out by more and more of the hateful droning of orc and gnomish war horns. Your blade flicks out, finding a gap in the plate armour of your human foe, who collapses with a shriek, before whipping to your left in a two handed swing to rip the throat from an orcish berzerker closing with you. A light spray of blood splashes your already fouled breastplate, but you barely notice as you use the brief respite to glance worriedly.