This happened after all kinds of lockdowns were over. My friends’ names are Sanjeev and Madhumitha (names changed for privacy reasons), and they are... a couple. Sanjeev got the car from his dad. He picked up his girlfriend Madhu and me on his way. We had made all the arrangements, like booking the room and all. We started at Vellore at 9 am in the morning and reached the hotel at 5 pm in the evening.We were so tired by the time we reached and decided to take a rest for a while. My friend and his. It was your turn to blush now. “Really, just because I’m here, your birthday is that much better?” You asked. “Something like that baby. You being here now and what is happening later according to what you said.” I could see you weren’t expecting that comment because your eyes grew wide and I could see you processing that comment. You grinned at me and leaned in to whisper in my ear. “That is only if you’re a good girl tonight, bad girls don’t get presents.” Your blue eyes sparkled as you. Yet to make herself look even sluttier, she was wearing black thigh high stockings that were completely in view, five inch heels and to finish the ensemble, glasses that I have to admit had my cock harden even more. As much as I despised my s!ster 99 percent of the time, no one made my cock stiff like she did. My cock was already hard when I saw her legs in thigh highs, my personal fetish."What are you staring at?" She asked."A slut," I countered, like a br0ther should."At least I can get. “Where is the man. I mean he went for his walk, but...” said Ava.“Yes, he walks a couple of miles a day anymore. Says it makes him feel good to get the old juices roiling,” said Marian. “He’ll be back soon.”Marian was right. I did walk a good ways every day or almost every day anymore. But I’d gotten back from my midday postprandial some twenty minutes gone. I’d plopped down on the couch rather than join them on the patio. They were still out there yakking, yakking about me. The sliding door.