“Funny, that you don’t want me to touch you, when just a few hours ago, you were practically begging me. Not to mention the weeks you spent.. teas...ing me in my class.” he drew out the word, one hand delicately brushing some stray hair that had fallen out of her ponytail behind her ear. “Did you think I wasn’t going to say anything about it?” he whispered into her ear as he leaned forward, causing her eyes to flutter closed at the sensation of his breath so close to her neck. “Did you think you’d. I didn’t mean that seriously...”“I do, though. Well, wives, at least. I think ... it’s just the kind of person I am. I want to leave my heart open for other people who want to belong there, I guess.”“And you want one of those people to be me.”It was a statement, not a question.“Yes, I do. You’re more than my beloved sister ... you’re my sworn protector. You’ve fought so hard for our dream, and you’ve put your life on the line for me so often, and you’ve never given up hope. You’ve always looked. Was her son was coming too? Upstairs, Chris couldn't believe his eyes. His mom was fingering herself to orgasm in the deckchair below him and he was watching every movement in extreme close up through the binoculars. He could see her fingers moving underneath the bikini bottom, and his heart leaped when she used her other hand to lift the material free of her pubic area."Holy Shit!" he almost cried out as he saw that she was mostly bare down there. He thought he saw a little bit of hair, but. It was almost time for her to do so anyway. My sister liked to wait every three days and I counted the days since her last masturbation session and today was exactly three days. I felt certain I would hear the moans from the shower tonight.So I waited for tonight for my sister to enter the shower. The anticipation actually was arousing.When I finally heard my sister go in the shower, I listened intently. I heard the water cut on and then the splashing. I imagined she was soaping up her body..