Be the better "man"

In my mind I saw the entire private dance played out in a flash. Dallas grinding her beautiful pussy on my face, then dropping down to grind her ass on my cock. When she felt how big it was, she would free it from my pants and impale herself on me.

Fuck, I wanted that so damn bad!

But I had promised to be a better "husband" than I was a wife, so I thanked both Dallas and Mike, gave some lame excuse and left, leaving a large tip of my own cash to cover the cost of the two drinks I didn't order.

I stayed hard all the way home. I considered whipping it out and jerking off, but I just wanted to get home before I changed my mind. Maybe Carla or Johnna would be around to help me out.

When I finally let myself into the kitchen, I was able to breath a sigh of relief. Then my sister suddenly appeared, face flushed and clearly intoxicated. She was wearing a white "wife beater" with no bra, and a pair of panties. Just like my fucking sister to run around the house half naked.

"Welcome home John," she whispered as I tried to hide my boner behind the island. "Susan and I had a little too much to drink. I passed out first...but apparently she kept drinking."

I glanced into the living room and could see John, in my body, sleeping on the couch.

"I just wanted to thank you guys for letting me crash here," she said. "I needed this. It's been rough lately, real rough."

Without warning Andi stepped forward and threw her arms around my neck, then stood on her toes to kiss me on the forehead. It was a surprisingly sisterly gesture.

Unfortunately as she moved to let me go, her hip brushed against my new big and currently hard cock. Her eyes went wide and dropped to my pants.

"Holy shit," she said. "That bitch has been lying to me, Susan told me you were 'kinda small' but THAT is not kinda small."

I had actually told her that, years ago, never thinking she would be stupid enough to mention the conversation to John. I should have known better.

Andi suddenly reached out and grabbed it through my pants, giving my cock a hard squeeze and causing me to moan softly.

"Fuck...yeah, that's real," she said. "Can I see it?"

"Andi!" I snapped.

Without warning she jammed her hand down the front of my pants, grabbed my hard cock and pulled it out. Before I could even protest, she leaned down and wrapped her lips around it.

Of course part of me was pissed, knowing that Andi thought she was giving MY husband a blowjob, but damn it felt good. My slutty sister had probably sucked more cocks than the rest of us in this house added together, and it seemed like the practice had paid off.

I stood there, wanting to make her quit, but not wanting her to quit at the same time.