“Yes, she looks on you as a father figure” she continued. “She has never been a happy girl but I saw a change in her today” Mrs Duff said. I w...as somewhat surprised but good to have that information.I made some coffee and we sat in the lounge. I still had the same shorts on and I saw her glance a few times and I still had an open shirt on. “You have a good body for your age Frank” she said looking me up and down, “Stand up, let me see you” she said her voice a bit stern, I wasn’t going to argue. Granted I had no idea what I was doing, but whatever it was that I was doing felt like I was doing it right. Not to mention the look on Spike’s face let me know that maybe I was a natural. Admittedly I remember being in a kind of haze and everything seemed very surreal. In no time I had a nice rhythm going and before I knew it Spike was fucking my mouth, while uttering things about what a good homo I was and how he was going to make me his personal cocksucker. I didn’t mind the name calling. It. ..I bet you didn't know your wife got high like this." and she snorted up a line up each nostril. She did the same for me which I obliged. Nadine stood up and walked towards her husband, lit a cigarette, exhaled and said "one thing Brenda has to know." "You know that game we play where we each name a couple of friends we like?" she asked him. Steve responded "Yes..but..." "No buts......tell Brenda who it is you told me you liked." Steve responded almost in a. "I'll keep you waiting a bit," I said.I carried on caressing my s!ster's thighs, massaging her gorgeous legs while I closed my eyes and let the smell of her sex fill my senses. Concentrating on her outstretched leg, I held it with both hands and leant forward, kissing the soft skin as I let my lips travel up the inside of her thigh. I knew what I was doing, but there was still a part of me that was yelling, 'I'm having sex with my own s!ster!' And was confused by it. But it was too late to stop.