My sixteen-year old sister, Erin. Shit. Damn. She's standing there in the doorway pointing at us and laughing like mad."You're all beating off to what..., what is it, Steve, what are you watching?" Damn, sis, go away. It's some sex tape of Mom and Dad's. Now, leave us alone. Please." You guy's are so lame. You need something better to watch than that. If you wanna watch something really good, watch this," and she sits down in a chair, reaches up under her skirt and pulls down her panties, kicking. " Simon denied indignantly."Simon. I've seen you do it. Hey, it's okay. He's got a big one, I should know." Brenda laughed throatily. "There's no harm in being curious." I'm not gay. I've had girlfriends. You know that!" Sure. I know." Brenda replied in a voice obviously meant to calm him down. "And I've talked to them so I know exactly what you've tried to get them to do. But..." But what?" Come on Simon, don't play dumb. Nick's not the only guy whose crotch I've seen you look at!" I don't. We ate at home with a couple of beers. While we were eating I asked Sean about the race tomorrow. He hadn't said anything about it and I wondered if he was going to one of his friend's houses to watch the race."I needed to ask you about that," he said, sheepishly. "The guys want to come here again. I told them I would see how you felt about it."I looked at him for a moment. I didn't know what to say. I wasn't sure how I felt about it. Last Sunday had been fun. I knew the reason that they wanted. After introductions and small talk, Helen explained that Marcus had told her about last night and that she was looking forward to getting to know us better later that night. The drink flowed well and it was well past midnight when we all agreed to head back to Marcus' villa. I could see the excitement in my wife as we took the short 10 minute walk back to the villa. Half way back Marcus & Helen snook up a side alley where my wife and I watched as Helen pulled down his shorts, dropped to her.