I reached to caress her cheek. “Amy, you’re beautiful. As I said, I always have always thought that.”
Leaning forward, the kiss was immediately what I’d call hot and heavy, pulling her into my body as her tongue explored my mouth. We’d never made out with Amy in just her underwear, and I was left in no doubt she felt my erection as she shuffled forward, earning a soft moan as she stopped long enough to smile. “I like what I feel, Mark,” she whispered.
“I have a half-naked woman on my lap, who happens to be my sister. So it’s not only hot, it’s a little kinky, or maybe the right word is taboo,” I whispered before leaning back, “Amy, I’ll ask just the once. Are you sure?”
“I don’t want anyone else, Mark. I feel this… this is my only chance to be with you.”
“Amy, if we start, that’s it, we can’t go back to how it was, because we’ll always wonder. Are you willing to take that chance?”
“I love you, Mark. I have for a long time. But I basically just sealed up all those emotions. Now I can face them again, but more importantly, I can be honest with you about them.”
I hugged her to my chest. “I love you too, Amy. Perhaps not quite how you love me, at least not just yet. That’s a hurdle I’ll have to get over if we both want this.”
“But you want to be with me?” she asked softly.
“Yeah, I do. But we have to be careful about Mum. Sleeping together, being a little affectionate, that sort of thing, doesn’t seem to bother her. But if we start being intimate…”
I easily stood up and carried her to what I should really call our bedroom. Kicking the door shut behind me, I sat her down on the bed as I undressed down to my boxer-briefs, Amy moving backwards as I joined her on the bed. Her eyes were alive with the lust and desire she didn’t have to hide as I leaned down to kiss her again. Feeling her soft fingers moving up my arms, down my back, I ran my fingers up her side, making her giggle as she’d always been a little ticklish, running them around her back to undo her bra with one hand.
That seemed to impress her, though I’d taken off plenty of bras in my lifetime, so it was a skill naturally learned. I’d honestly never seen Amy’s breasts before. By the time I was dating Hayley, she was still only barely a teenager, so although I did see her grow up, and I could appreciate she was cute, I never saw her as someone I should be sexually attracted to.
Now she was lying underneath me with her breasts for me to see, and they were magnificent. I must have had a certain smile on my face as she started to giggle, but there was no missing how turned on she was as well. Leaning down to take a nipple in my mouth, that earned an immediate moan, sucking, nibbling and licking one then the other for quite a while, enough that she suggested I really liked them. I could only look up and agree that I did.
“Maybe you’d like to explore elsewhere on my body?” she breathed.
“That’s the next big step, Amy. Are you sure?”
The nod returned was adamant. Eager. Almost determined that I do what she wanted. So I kissed down to her body until I reached the thin fabric of her panties. Sitting up on my knees, I removed her heels first, though she suggested I keep on the stocking. Hooking my fingers in her panties, I met her eyes a final time. I knew, if I did this and then carried on doing what I now wanted to do as much as she wanted, it would irrevocably change our relationship. We’d open a door that simply couldn’t be closed.
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