Mike had lost some of his interest. She didn’t believe he was cheating on her or anything like that. He was always a predicable guy; home at a certa...in time and so on. He still loved her, she knew that, just as much as she did him. But there was just something. Just the lack of enthusiasm in that something that used to spark off their intimate relationship. She felt it didn’t seem vital to him anymore - yet she felt the same way she always did. She just had to find that certain something which. As soon as the car left the drive, brother and sister were in the brothers room, with the sister sitting on the bed telling her brother get his penis out, to let her touch it. Letting his trousers and pants down the brother cock sprang out and pointed straight at his sisters face, "show me how to rub it" said his sister. The brother duly started to wank his continuing stiffing cock, "want to see mine" said his sister, "You haven't got one" said the brother as the sister pulled her knickers off. Why I thought they'd be in their own beds I can't say: just an assumption I made.It was wrong.I got into bed and shortly fell asleep for an hour, after which I got up, with a new stiffy. Allie was still downstairs – I assumed – so I figured I'd slip into Rachel's bed, and, with any luck, slip into Rachel.Entering the girls' room quietly, I saw, in the dim light of a reading lamp, that Paul and Danni were in her bed. The covers had been thrown off, and they were both naked. A trail of juices ran. "There is something about sex that levels the playing field. If you are both enjoying the sex, then money and position in the community isn't very important," he said."That is only true while you are having the sex. Once you get away from it for a while you realize that there are other things in life." I explained."True that's when marriages break up. It's when they become about shit that just don't matter," he said."I don't know. There are other things that do matter, at least to me," I.