We don’t let mom and dad know this happens though as we both realize that they’d be against it.Sis forgot to tell Sandra about the locks and so th...e inevitable happened. I entered our bathroom from my side completely nude to take my shower where Sandra was already standing naked and just about to get into the shower herself. Wow! I thought to myself. She’s gorgeous. She had delicious, full, round, firm breasts, erect nipples, a smoothly shaven pussy, and a bubble ass too boot. I took all this in. He looked at me as I sat next to him and smiled when my hand dropped to the leg nearest mine."You look like you need a good fucking," he stated as he lifted one hand to my hair. I smiled back at him and squeezed his thigh."Know anyone who might oblige?" I asked him with a cheeky grin. His answer was a quick hard kiss before he straightened up and turned the key. He shifted into gear and we drove off. I left my hand on his thigh and he put his on mine. When we were talking online I had confessed. As he lowered his stare down, he thought that quite possibly it was the gray running pants she wore because they showed off her curve of her hips in a way that made him yearn to touch the soft, warm spot in between. After all, he was just a man, and it had been one hell of a night.“You’re Clate Russell, aren’t you?” she asked, thrusting the papers toward him again. “My husband was running late this morning and asked me to give these to you. Would you take them?”Her brown eyes widened with. He told me he really didn't want to do the whole bar scene and asked if we could maybe just go diving down some of the dirt roads where we grew up and reminisce. My first thought was are you crazy, you barely know him anymore, yet somehow, I allowed him to talk me into this... I mean I did know him, I was even the babysitter once lol... Even though he was only 18 months younger. We stopped, got some beers and headed off to familiar stomping grounds. We spent some time chatting about our current.