"Do you think I should wait?" she asks.I shrug my shoulders. "You know Derek creeps me out. Too many girls like him and he flirts with all of them. He... would never be faithful to anyone."My sister laughs and gives me a playful shove. "You know I don't like Sandy. Her boobs are huge and all the boys stare at them." I smile. "She makes mine look small out there when we are cheering." She gestured to her own beautiful breasts.Suddenly, I felt I had permission to look, so I do. "Yours are even. I needed to know more, but I also needed to reassure my wife. I took a couple of deep breaths before continuing.“Please just tell me everything. I accept that you didn’t mean this to happen, and it’s great that you had the chance to make Simon happy. As long as you don’t hide anything from me it will all be alright.”I waited for her to continue, feeling aroused and conflicted inside.“He touched me everywhere, but we were dressed.”“Everywhere?”“Pretty much everywhere.”“Did his hands go under. Lucy had nice hands and as I looked at them placed on her head I imagined that strapping her hands may be as satisfying as the strapping I was about to administer to her wonderful bottom. Standing behind her I ran my hand over the contours of her cheeks feeling the warmth of her spanking “How does your bottom feel now Lucy?” I enquired. “It’s sore Sir, but I’m ready for the strap when you are Sir,” I told her to stand in front of the desk and with the restriction of her lowered tights Lucy. Men and their stupid possessiveness are a pain in the crotch sometimes!” With that she shut up and went for another glass of wine which she filled quite full.During her third glass during our otherwise not so personal conversation she got up, took a big piss with the door open and stripped for bed with that door open as well. I knew from before she didn’t believe in bedclothes and I didn’t either.I closed my door and pulled just a sheet over me because it was summer. The door opened and she.