After a few whiskies Maggie had come to bed in a very frisky mood. I wanted something similar happening this time, and so I thought they might like so...me whiskey again. I went back into the living room, intending to find a bottle.I stopped in the doorway and took in the scene that I found. I was stunned to see that Maggie was already back on the settee and they had starting kissing again, and with even more passion. Simon’s jacket was off and his white dress shirt contrasted with multi coloured. Maybe she's as frustrated as he is and wants someone to confide in."I don't want to leave him but I don't want to live like a nun either," she says. "It's not that I don't get propositioned. I could cheat in a heartbeat, but there's no one that I'm interested in or trust enough..." Her voice trails off."I know what you mean," he tells her, his cock stirring at the possibilities that this conversation provides. She looks up at him, just staring, like she's making up her mind about. .we would hold each other’s hands very often under the table and she would put her leg over my leg and I would hold her waist and all that.I went to drop her home and while we were about to reach her place she gave a peck on my cheeks and I couldn’t resist and stopped the car and started smooching passionately in the mid of the road..This was the beginning of our so-called relationship.We always needed reasons to be with each other and just hit it off lightly..I would always caress her hair and. I was being careful not to let Angela see me ogling her sister's pussy because I knew she was the jealous type from the way she gave me hell if I as so much as stared at an attractive woman's ass walking up a staircase at the mall.Later that morning, I happened to wander down to the pool area and found the pair of them doing their Yoga exercises wearing only the tiniest of bikini outfits and I confirmed that Latah had absolutely no pubic hair sticking out the sides like my full-bushed Angela. I.