I'll keep what you said in mind. And Jack? Thanks for accepting me and not embarrassing me."I felt kind of weird hearing that from my sister, but she ...was right. My first tendency when I overheard her conversation had been to tease her. Thank God I hadn't followed through on it. Mary left to do her thing and Jill came over to me and hugged as best she could while I sat in the chair."I'm proud of you, Jack." For what?" For not giving her a hard time." Boy. You too?" What's that supposed to mean?". She was 37, and I was 41, but she was way out of my league.I could not take my eyes off of her legs as she had them crossed but swinging the other leg up and down so slowly it was almost hypnotic. I the red soles of her black high heel shoes. This was getting better, Kete was so full of class that was such a turn on."So why don't you touch them?" She said looking straight into my eyes. Did I hear what she just said?, I repeated the words in my head trying to work out if I had heard this. Jeff stood up and pulled his pants up and without a word headed to the washroom. Inside, Jeff looked at himself in the mirror.‘What the hell just happen, holy crap, okay I will just go back out there thank her and umm just yeah ummm…wow, damn’ Jeff straitened himself up and opened the door. The first sound he heard was a moan from Shelly. As he looked out he saw that she now stood her ass pressed against the corner of the now shaking and bucking washing machine as it hit it’s spin. We didn't talk along the way. Thathad been his decision in an email. He said we were in this for theexperience and talking away before the final step would cloud things.Now I'm not stupid. I mitigated the risk by getting his home address,his full name, his phone number etc and before I had left I wrote aletter explaining to whoever read it if I didn't get back on Sunday whathad happened. The note, which I had mailed to myself a week earlier, satin a drawer on the hall table near my front door..