<div class="floatleft">(http://orig06.deviantart.net/6594/f/2014/227/8/2/reflection_by_nicolenudes-d7n78uo.jpg)“</div>That’s great Honey,” I beamed, picking up my clean plate and loading it into the dishwasher. “Mom and I used to write to each other all of the time when we were younger,  making up stories and adventures.” I let my hand slide across Chanel’s shoulders as I passed. “I’m sure they’ll still be around on one of those old laptops at the back of the wardrobe”<br/><br/>I picked up Reese plate and placed it carefully in the microwave, ready for him to warm up when he eventually came down stairs. I stole a glance at Andi’s breasts and smiled. She knew exactly what she was doing to me and I could feel my stomach churning in anticipation.<br/><br/>“I’m going upstairs to change out of these clothes.” I announced, tugging at the collar of my work blouse, desperate to slip into something sexy for Andi. “I may take a bath,” I added heading for the door.<br/><br/>As the water ran I undressed and slipped back into the bedroom and fired up my laptop. I quicly negotiated to the blog I’d been told of and began to read. It was pornographic in the extreme, a brother and sister describing every intimate detail of their encounter and yet it was so beautiful and touching that I longed to read on, despite my revulsion of the thought of incest.<br/><br/>I returned to my bath leaving the computer running and sank into the scented water, closing my eyes and letting the day float away.<br/>