Meeting the Fam

Walter played the perfect boyfriend in meeting Mira's parents. He impressed them with his knowledge of the Thai language and customs, helping Mira's mother in the kitchen and socializing with her father.

He'd upped Mira's hormones, making her more docile. She had trouble maintaining her erections, making her even more reliant upon Walter's sexual prowess to get off. His way of charming her parents, who were younger than he was, and his sexual manipulation was getting to her.

They were having dinner that night, a papaya salad and some Thai fish cakes. They had just started the salad when Mira's older sister, Alisa, arrived. She was a beautiful dark-haired and dark-eyed vixen, a little thicker than Mira, but with flawless brown skin.

"I'd heard you had a sister, Mira, but I didn't know she'd be so beautiful," Walter said, kissing the back of Alisa's hand.

"And my beauty is natural," Alisa said, blushing a bit. Mira frowned, rolling her eyes. "Oh, lighten up, sis, I've missed you. Been rolling around the countryside with this old timer?"

"Mmhm," Mira responded. "Seeing his old expat spots." They settled down, digging into dinner. Walter slid his hand under the table, under Mira's short skirt, skillfully slipping them into her scanty thong. He squeezed her large, flaccid member, causing her momentary scowl to fade. But it didn't twitch, didn't stiffen. Good, Walter thought. According to plan. But this sibling rivalry ... this could be something to foment and exploit.