My step sister and i then sat chatting about life and what we wanted to do with ours....I took out a couple of beers and offered her one, she told me ...that she hardly ever drank alcohol as she did not like the taste or how it made her feel.Long story short I convinced her that we were alone at home for the weekend and nobody but us would know so she took one. After drinking her first beer I offered her a glass of wine, it was a natural sweet rose and she immediately told me that she liked. We spent all afternoon checking out the sights and hitting clubs. Had a great time. We got back to his parents home around 8 and his mom had a big dinner for us. Baked chicken, tortillas, dips, the works. No wonder Danny missed home so much. Carmalita was spoiling us rotten. She made fresh margaritas after dinner. I had only drinked a margarita once before and it was not very good. What she made was fantastic. I had 3 or 4 and got a little buzz going. We watched TV until around 10 and turned. It was thicker than her husband’s and had noticeably more hair. She proceeded to wash her own smooth breasts. In the two years since her marriage, this was the closest she had ever come to being naked in front of another man. Her nipples tightened at the thought. She spread soap over them. Francis let the warm water rinse off the soap. She moaned quietly from the sensation. As she soaped up her stomach, Francis pictured Bo sitting on the bathroom sink and watching her. She rotated her hips. At his request, she had opened a couple of buttons on her sweater, fully exposing the tops of her breasts and deep cleavage.At the club, Stephanie ran into a business associate. After a few minutes the conversation turned to business, so Chris drifted over to the bar, leaving them alone to discuss a project they were working on. From the bar, he could tell that Stephanie was visibly flirting with him.Chris was getting turned on watching his wife flirt and thinking about her recent photographs.