Diane and I made love again and again that night. I truly didn't know I had that much stamina in me. We made love, slept and made love again. Each time we would rest and eventually her hand would caress me in my sleep and before I knew it, we were at it again. It was sometimes gentle and loving and, at least once, it was animalistic and anything but gentle. At one point, Diane managed to put her legs over my shoulders herself and growled to me
"Fuck me goddam it!"
I did my best to comply. I slammed into her with long hard strokes and hammered into her from various angles until she began to moan. I pinned her knees against her chest and felt her pussy tilt upward. The helmet of my cock scraped along the sensitive upper rim of her hot cunt. The juices of our many couplings mixed to provide an insanely wonderful and velvety lubrication. She screamed at me to hold still once as she sawed slightly back and forth along the tip of my cock by rocking her hips slightly until her pussy creamed again with a convulsive orgasm. Her eyes closed after that and I thought maybe she was finally done. She taunted me back into action though by saying
"What's the matter little brother? Did I wear you out?"
For that, I spun her over and entered her from behind for the first time. In the dim light her pale skin was beautiful and the curve of her butt so very sexy. I slid my cock back into her sloppy wet pussy and once again began my assault. I held her hips and pulled her back to me and felt the softness of her ass as I plunged to new depths. She moaned appreciatively and arched her back slightly - I guess to get the fullness just where it would feel the best. I could feel the moisture that had collected in her bush as my balls slapped against her. As much as I wanted to give her a long hard pounding for her taunting, I felt myself pass the point of no return and I plowed into her as solidly as possible. She moaned and I felt her pussy begin to spasm around my cock. That was all I could take and planted myself inside her as deeply as possible and came with a roar.
"Ahhhhhhh... GAAAAAAAD!!" I groaned.
My cock shot one huge blast of cum followed by several ball-emptying aftershocks. I felt my cock continue to vibrate with my pulse long after I'd finished cumming. The nerve endings in my cock were so sensitive that my hands left her hips and held her by her shoulders, keeping her from moving away and causing sensory overload to my poor overused cock. Eventually, I softened and Diane rolled over. I collapsed beside her, both of us still panting.
"I swear, I've never had sex this good." She managed.
"Yeah, me either." I replied.
I have to admit that it crossed my mind that the best sex I ever had was with my sister. I fell asleep for the final time with that thought gnawing away at my gut.
Still, I awoke refreshed at my regular time, showered and headed for my office - letting Diane sleep in. I figured she would enjoy the rest and she'd be able to find coffee and something to eat in my kitchen if she tried hard enough. I left the keys to my aging Corvette on the counter with a note telling her I would try to get finished by noon so we could go house-hunting. I signed it: "Love ya, Ethan" and I wondered if that was saying enough.
I drove to the office, thinking mostly of Diane and our night together. I tried to think how I'd maybe taken advantage of her. That didn't work though as the images of the amazing sex we'd had together washed away any guilt I tried to assume. The bright Florida sun dimmed in comparison to my mood as I skipped into the office where Lingling, the office manager and the only other employee besides me at this site, was waiting.
"Good morning Ling!" I practically sang.
"Wow, someone's in a good mood." She replied rather melodically.
"It's a beautiful day." I responded. "We should all be happy." "Did you miss me?" I asked.
"Nope," she replied sarcastically "I closed the office every day at noon." "...got my toes done." "...got a haircut and color." "...I even went shopping a few times." She continued.
I knew better. Lingling or Ling as I called her was a very conscientious worker. A 29 year old Chinese immigrant, she had a degree in property management and was working on her MBA. She was young, energetic, extremely bright and had a very sweet personality. She was also tiny. Barely 5 feet tall and maybe 95 pounds. She had a trim figure with almost non-existent breasts and boyish bottom. Her long dark hair and dark brown eyes made her a tiny beauty. I had lusted after her for a few years but she never even hinted at being interested in me or even someone my age. So, I had maintained a perfectly professional relationship with Ling - although we occasionally had some seemingly flirtatious banter.
"I'm glad you've been taking it easy Ling." I said sweetly. "...then you won't mind if I leave you at noon today." I continued. She rolled her eyes pretending to be bothered. "My sister Diane came home with me and she wants to do a little house hunting." "She and her husband are thinking very seriously about relocating to Florida." I explained.
"Well, you should stay here and let me show her around." She offered. "I'd be a much better tour guide than you." She jabbed playfully. "I'm definitely better company too." She added.
"Maybe next time." I replied. "I'm not ready to leave you alone with my sister yet." I added. "There's no telling what you might tell her about me." I joked.
At that we both settled down to work for a few hours. I had several calls to make about some of the properties we manage and I called a real-estate agent friend of mine and arranged to see a few properties near my house in the afternoon. A little before noon Ling locked the front door and pulled the shade as she often did for lunch.
She stepped into my office and closed the door behind her - something we never did as it was just the two of us there anyway. "Ethan, can we talk for a bit before you go?' she asked.
"Of course, Ling." I replied. "What's up?"
Ling came around my desk and propped against it right next to me. I slid back to give her room. She toyed with the top button of her blouse and seemed to be contemplating what she wanted to say.
"Well, you know that I go to school every night after work right?" "Oh well, of course you know that." She continued a little nervously. "Well, since I broke up with Todd I haven't had time for a social life and I was wondering... well.. uhm...you know..."
