Katie stared jerking my cock leaning in and kissing my hip putting her face right next to my cock. She looked over at Nikki, "Doesn't my husband have ...a nice dick?" holding it at the base and showing her all of my manhood. Nikki's face reddened as though she was embarrassed but gave a slight nod. Katie then extended her tongue and licked the length of my cock flicking it over the head like a snake, "Mmmmm tastes so good. Nikki don't you love the taste of dick?" Nikki just gave a shrug obviously. After a moment she took a deep breath and said, "Okay, here goes. See you inside." She grabbed her purse, opened the car door, stepped out, walked resolutely to the front door of the bar and went inside. I watched the time on my cell phone. After five minutes I followed her into the bar. The Polynesian Lounge was dark, darker than I'd expected. The bar, the floor and the tables were all made from rough hewn lumber stained chocolate brown. The walls were decorated with more neon beer signs,. The hook to the wholenumber was the clapping and stomping, which originally was just my off-the-cuff improvisation to compensate for the fact that we didn't haveany band to help. That little number went into their meager repertoireof routines for use in competitions and such. Rocko (what a name, huh?)had the best rock-singer voice among the guys, with a voice like ChadKroeger, so he ended up singing lead.I had thoughtfully and deliberately excluded myself from any of thesinging, and relegated. Let me come to story directly. I studied in my native till S.S.L.C and for higher studies I came to Bangalore. One of my uncles was staying in Bangalore with his family. He has one son and one daughter Rinku. Rinku was like a sister for me till one day. I completed my 11th and 12th from Bangalore only staying in uncle’s house. In these two years I never had any kind of sexual feelings towards Rinku. I reached to engineering first year that time Rinku was in 12th. We had a very small room in.