We both are in Govt jobs. We live in Hissar (Haryana). We have one son and one daughter; both live in hostel and are away from us. I am regular reader... of ISS since last about one year and like to read incest stories, specially brother sister relations.My wife is of holy nature and I dare to talk to her about incest or relations with some other person. She is having a great figure (38, 30 and 36). On my choice she often very exposing dresses when with me and very formal cloths while on duty.. She took the orange juice, already poured, out of the fridge. She wasjust sprinkling confectioner's sugar over the top of the thrice re-heated panakuchen when her daughter at last emerged dressed to meet theday.She was wearing a long, striped pull-over top meant to conceal what sheno doubt considered, wrongly, a too-large butt. Still, Marcia wasthankful for the shirt. Because it also covered a tight denim skirtabout three inches shorter than Marcia would have liked to see it.Phoebe's hair,. She stood before her masters and bowed to them. “Master Jim, Mistress Dora, will that be all for now? This slave needs to get the kitchen cleaned up.” Master Jim spoke. “Yes, that will be all. You may return to your regular duties now. We will have no further need of you today, except for lunch and dinner. You may spend the time in your room considering your situation here. Ponder on this question. Are you happier here as our slave, or were you happier in that home or with your. So warm inside" she whispered. Turned to look at me, and offered eyes that were difficult to turn away from. "Hmmm... it looks like you have a big problem sweetie" she said, as she glanced down towards the growing bulge in my pants. My hands on the wheel, and I was unable to do anything to try and hide it. "Maybe I can offer a hand sweetie, as a thank you for picking me up!" she added.As I looked out ahead, she leaned across the central part between us, and her hand rested upon my leg. It.