Since we grew up poor until she married John, she had me share my sister’s underwear. I never had a problem with that; actually I enjoyed it, especi...ally when I wear the satin undies that rub very nicely on my butt and “cockett” as my sister calls my dick.To tune my body, I have been going to Jimbo’s Gym for the last 3 months, it is a small gym and even though I hated the owner Jim, it is the only one my mom would let me go to since it was a walking distance from our house, and it was. Smiling, Kim said, “You know what? I believe you. I’ll dress sexy for you if you’d like.”“I have an idea. Why don’t you wear a skirt and top without undies? It would drive me nuts,” I said.“Are you telling me you wouldn’t be able to keep your hands off me if I dress as you said?”I chuckled and nodded. “I’m going to have a hard time keeping my hands off you regardless. I think your brother will too.”Kim laughed and got up. She said she was going to get dressed and would meet me in the. I had nothing else to tell her that would make the slightest sense but standing on a street corner was not the place to do it. There was a café nearby that had booths inside. I decided that I would take her there and see if I could mollify her a little."I can't tell you here. Can I take you for a coffee or something? There's a little place called Gino's just around the corner." I know it. Come on."She stuck her arm through mine and dragged me off towards the café. Reluctantly I. At first they were faltering and uncertain, and after he’d paced a while, determined. I lay there, eyes closed, heart pounding in my chest. How I’d dreamed of this, ached for it. My skin burned hotly as I awaited his approach. My lips parted involuntarily as if his had already touched upon them. Moist warmth began to grow within my nether regions. When, finally, I felt the bed sink beneath his weight, I opened my eyes. Stared directly into his and pulled his mouth to mine for the first of many.