We started having some intimate chats.She was telling me about her sexual experiences, her sexual life with my dad, her bisexual lifestyle, her turn-o...ns. At the same time, she was trying to learn the same about me. As soon as we finished the second glass of wine my step-mom demanded something different.Now as she instructed me to get the Cognac from the refrigerator and fix two shots. We both had a shot of Cognac and got more relaxed. Now I was in full swing and feeling boozed and horny as. Although Sandy, at twenty-five, was my older sister, I usually felt that I was the more mature one. Sandy never went to college, but instead ended up marrying a macho asshole who worked off-and-on at the local tire plant.Naturally, I was destined for better things. Perhaps it was my college sophistication, but, at twenty-two, I already knew that losers weren't for me. I had just graduated, and as soon as my boyfriend, Stewart, finished graduate school, we were going to marry. Stewart would. All she had to do was show him some tit, undo his zipper and jerk him off."But what if he doesn't let me, what if he wants to fuck me?" She asked."Well, then give him a blow job. He probably is as inexperienced as you are and will cum right away. In fact he might get so embarrassed he will turn tail and leave. The next day is will probably tell his buddies that he fucked you every such way." Sebastian laughed."Gee, I don't even know how to do a blow job."Sebastian smiled. "That is what I am. I moved in for a closer look and saw that it was a package ofpanties with pink Hello Kitty faces. Why would she be throwing clothesaway?I took a closer look and noticed the package was unopened. "Now, sincethey were already thrown away it wouldn't matter if I opened the packagejust to have a look would it? No of course not," I said to myself,unreasonably justifying my actions. I opened the package then realizedwhat I had done.I could not put them back or people could see that I was playing.