The signs are obvious -- daily phone calls, visits to her apartment, her name being brought up in our conversation, etc. Last week, Dianne and Kristin... went backpacking by themselves to the local wilderness area while I kept our two k**s at home (it is important for my wife, a financial planner, to get away from the daily grind and enjoy her friends apart from me)....Last Friday, Dianne called me up and wanted me to meet her for lunch at our favorite restaurant. After a light lunch with some. I brushed her hair from her face with my finger and wiped her tears. She looked me into my eyes and I could see something different in her eyes. Was it rage or love or lust? I couldn’t understand but the next thing she did blew my mind away.My sister held my head, pulled me close to her and kissed me. I couldn’t believe my luck, as the woman of my dream was kissing my lips.My heart was pounding hard and it felt like the time has slowed down.Suddenly, she broke the kiss and said she was sorry. Giving you control and finding release in it.... I lean up and gently nip at your neck, moaning in your ear, licking at the slight bite..... your free hand moves along my body, slapping my outter thigh, playing with my tits, pinching the nipples so that I arch my back into you.... it seems I can't stop moaning and I am becoming desperate... but I wait, knowing you'll give me what I need.... what I deserve moaning I arch up into you again and this time you smile as you slam down on me. I love. It seemed like a lifetime before Diane finally came out of her bedroom. But she was worth the wait; she was positively stunning in a light peach corset, matching satin bikini panties, and thigh high creamy stockings. The color was incredibly lovely against her light skin so that she was practically radiating with a rosy glow. Dave scanned up and down her tight body with appreciation. He was just about to tell her to come to him, but then he noticed that her hands were hidden behind her glorious.