This time I was alert and wise enough to let the silence drag out until she found words to say it. ‘He asked me for a date for tomorrow evening to a... movie… Father.’ Her words came to me like an electric shock, even though I should have anticipated them sooner or later. Trying hard to listen and not over react, I now sensed, too, in her adding ‘Father’ to the end, as sort of an afterthought, that she was having to work at keeping her thinking focused clearly. ‘And,’ she began again, her voice. Later that night I again heard moans of my sister. I got some courage and tried to open the door and to my surprise the door was open. I peeked inside and saw that she was masturbating by watching something on her phone. I came back to my room and thought that maybe she’s missing her husband and slept.The next day I noticed something different about her. She was flaunting her curves openly. Her nipples were shaped on her blouse. I got aroused but kept my calm. Later that day in the afternoon I. Thwack, she landed one on the head, thwack another and finally, thwack a stinger on the very tip. “Right, Angie, I think it’s only right that I punish you the same way as you are clearly enjoying this too much. Get up on the desk, on your back.” I watched, fascinated, as Jim got down, struggling to control his cock which seemed to have a life of its own. Then I sat on the edge of the desk and lay down on my back as instructed, wondering what Janine had in store for me. “Bring your knees up. And changed the subject.The next week was strange. At first there were a couple of accidents where Kim exposed her lush young body to me... each time she jumped for cover and apologized. Both times I had just gotten home and Karen wasn't there yet. Both times I was shaken up by just how sexy she was, her pussy lips shaved completely bald, her nipples swollen with a tiny tattoo on the left breast just above the nipple. I wasn't close enough to tell what it was. Both of those time Karen got a.