I found a nice and nearby hotel and allowed Olivia’s daughter to command all of her time. That following Saturday morning the wedding took place in ...the small chapel with one more surprise guest, Pepe’s mother. We went to a restaurant on the Riverwalk and celebrated the bride and groom. That Sunday I did not attend mass with them and did not join them for lunch. I asked myself if I expected to stay all summer but had no answer for that. I did know I was not ready to go home. I asked myself if. Carefully she sat down, smoothing out her skirt. She watched as Daddy opened the wine and held her glass out for him to pour. As he tilted the bottle over her glass, he noticed her freshly manicured hands. He placed a hand over hers, stroking her fingers, "Your nails look very nice, it pleases me."In the dim light, he could not see the blush of pleasure tinting her face. She sighed happily, "Thank you Daddy."He finished pouring the wine and held his glass up to hers, "Here's to the most. I bent down and started to nibble on Wendy's ear. I switched my hand to her other breast, and started fondling it as well.Shirley gasped as I openly groped her friend.I moved my hand down, and found that Wendy had beat me there. I pushed her hand aside, and found her quite wet between her legs. It didn't take long to locate her clitoris as it was very hard.Shirley's eyes were glued to the two of us as I tested her new voyeuristic feelings to good effect.I needed relief. I whispered to Wendy to. "Just enjoy it, big bro."I was still stunned as she laid across my desk, pushing away the papers and pens that littered it, putting her stomach against the wood. She looked up at me and grinned."Stand up."As if in a trance, I nodded and got up, putting my waist at eye-level for my sister. She licked her lips and brought her fingers closer, rubbing my now growing erection through the coveralls."Let's get those pesky clothes off, big bro..."Her voice was breathy and low as she brought her own.