My Sister, My Lover_(0)
Before Lindsey and I had sex she was standoffish. She hardly ever came over and when she did she never left her car. After we hooked up, under the watchful eye of my wife Liz, she came by daily. Partly due to her divorce from the lump of a husband Clint. but something told me she wasn’t coming by so much for our companionship as I hoped another hookup. I mentioned my suspicion to Liz who in her subtle way told me to “nail your sister”. She and I decided the next time she called me to fix something at their house I would test my theory. Three days later it happened. Liz called asking if I could check something in her backyard. After watching her “backyard” bounce around our parent’s home I was more …