My sister, Ashley calls me to say that she'll be coming to my home alone. Her and her husband had just separated and she was heartbroken. I said "No worries, Max and I will enjoy your company." My son, Max has always had a crush on my sister. I guess I found her attractive as well. She's 5'9 about 125 pounds, 38d 24 29. She seems to be tan all year long too.
The day arrived, she had made it to my house all in one piece. Max meet her at the door and I could see him looking her over. The idea was in my head as well as his I bet. I told her to just put her things in the guest room and sit down for dinner. We discussed her new living conditions. She said "I think I'll just relive my college years and get an apartment." I liked that idea, it would be good for her to live on her own.
Afterwards, Max cleared the table and I told her that we were going out. She asked "I just got into town, where are we going sis?" I told her "We're going out. You and I are going to have a good time no matter what." She liked that idea, she quickly went into the guest room and then came out in a very alluring short black sundress and very attractive high heels. Those must have been new, I don't ever recall her wearing such kind of shoes. I was hoping that it was the sign of a new Ashley.
We went and then came back to the house about three hours later. We both were quite drunk, but I still felt that I had control of myself. When we had gotten into the house and sat on the living room couch, a bit giggly. Max came into the room saying "Mom, there's a phone call for you." I left to answer it, and when I came back I told Ashley that a friend of my was coming over. She asked "A friend...really? At 1:30 in the morning? I hope it's a guy." I said "Oh yes and he's amazing. Her eyes lit up.
