For years I had talked to my sister and made it very clear that I wanted to pick up where we left off just before we both moved out of our parents’ home.
She knows I wear panties, knows that anytime I visit her home she comes up at least one pair of panties short. She would even ask for copies of my sexcapade tapes that I shot most of my sexual encounters. She even wanted tapes of me masturbating.
I always filled her request, but she would never fill mine and even told me she would never finish where we left off. Where was that?
We were home alone on an early Sunday morning. Usually, when it was just the two of us, we would immediately strip off our clothes and soon as the parents drove off and spend the time nude. Sometimes we did touch, but one time, we came real close to intercourse.
She lay on her back with her legs open, ready to receive me, and I got on top of her ready to penetrate her. We were both virgins and had not had any instructions on what to do. No matter how I pushed at her pussy lips my dick would not go inside her pussy.
I tried several times pushing but I guess was too afraid of the unknown to push hard enough to get in. Eventually, the frustration would cause my dick to go limp as a wet noodle.
That was over twenty years ago and now we are both in our mid forties. While she remained in our home with a wonderful career and started her own family that includes the house with the white picket fence and a dog; I traveled the world and lived throughout the country as a member of the armed forces.
Yesterday, she called me and sounded very as excited as she told me she would be flying to a town that is less than two hours from where I am currently living. I became just as excited as she did upon hearing the news. I got excited at the possibility that she might change her mind, and I was almost certain that I would have another pair of her panties.
While she always said no whenever I asked if I could fuck her, she did give some. I commented that the one thing I had always wanted to do was take a shower with her, and told her that if we were ever alone again, she should not be alarmed if I’ll join her in the shower.
She said that that would be okay, so I was EXTREMELY excited about the possibility of that fantasy being fulfilled.
When her plane arrived she called and gave me the hotel information of where she was staying. We agreed that when I got off my late night shift, I would drive to the hotel and sleep in her room while she was working. She’d join me in her room when she finished and we’ll go out for dinner and drinks.
I made it to her hotel as we had talked about, retrieved the key she’d left at the desk for me and headed to her room.
I was sleepy and tired, but first things first. I went through her bags on my panty hunt. She made it easy for me. When I opened the first bag, the one that was laying on one of the beds, that was a note that popped out which read,