“Would you mind zipping me up?” she asked, stepping back into the bedroom. Peter responded with a whistle, as he came around behind her and pulled... the zipper up. A small hook and eye secured it. “You know, this really is a summer dress.”“You look fantastic!” he replied. “The hell with the season.”Lauren answered him with a quick kiss, then sat down on the bed. Reaching into her nightstand, she pulled out a package of new stockings, thigh high and sheer, and slipped them on. Peter watched avidly. They were firm from all of the tennis she played but not as hard as his cock was. When he finished, she said, “Thanks honey.” He laid down next to her face down trying to hide his boner. She turned sideways to him showing her entire beautiful naked firm body. “So, Billy, you’re fucking your sister I hear,” she said out of the blue. Billy gasped and said, “Who told? Mom or Phoebe?” “You just did,” she laughed. “I asked Phoebe but I suspected she was lying when she denied it. And as for my. When I had undone the last button of her top, she flicked her shoulders and arms with magical elegance, and the fabric peeled apart off her bare body. She giggled at my surprised look. She did not have her bra on.“Thought you might like it this way, took it off in the bathroom before I left the office,” she explained playfully, arching her head forwards and looking at me off the top of her glasses. Eyes smiling. Lips teasing out each word. Why would I ever need anyone else, unless I was going. "I wasted no time in gently putting my arm around her and even gave her a little squeeze. She snuggled in. "Si, this is comfortable but I like looking at you when we talk. It's a tough decision. I want to talk a moment." Sure. I'm listening." I've noticed that about you. You really do listen."Silas, I like you. I don't know where, if anywhere, we may go. Just don't rush it though I don't think you would. When you volunteered to go to both services and Sunday school, I suddenly had the worst.