Soon after that HEAT WAVE encounter, Ned and his wife Noor moved back to Holland when he was assigned there. His friend Nash, Noor’s friend with benefits, also disappeared, and my temporary hot wife, Magda, went back to her infrequent “missionary” only lifestyle, leaving me to handle my sex drive alone far too often. Magda missed his cock.

I didn’t yet realize that Erin’s frequent all-day sex visits, and her husband’s fucking my wife at will, satisfied Magda’s sex drive to my exclusion. Magda’s wanton behavior with Noor, Ned, and Nash, and finally including me, Mitch, helped convince me that the sexually intense woman I married was still within her, and there was still hope for us. Since I made her cum multiple times that day in Noor’s place, I knew my performance wasn’t the problem. I would soon have a chance to prove that to me and her.

Magda’s sister, Sha, had been threatening to move away from her insane mother for several years, just as Magda had. On her nineteenth birthday, Sha called her sister in tears. After another petty fight with screaming and slamming doors, she was ready to move out, but needed help. With no place to go, she asked if she could stay with us until she found someplace affordable. Fortunately, Magda said she had to clear it with me.

Sha was five foot five and a bit overweight with a pretty face and flirty manner. I’d seen her in a tiny bikini a few times. It barely contained her soft DD cups. Her thong bottoms left all of her jiggly ass, but the string acreage, exposed. While part of her ink-black bush overflowed her bottoms, it was her deep camel toe that grabbed drooling attention. Her shapely legs were nicely toned, and I dreamed of crawling up them to their apex. She was more than desirable. In her naive innocence, she often changed in front of me, stripping down to her undersized bra and panties next to me. I could see her overcome some shyness, so I wondered if she just loved teasing me or was an exhibitionist and thrilled at watching my bulge grow.

Wanting more of her casual exposure, I thought of conditions before agreeing to let her move in. The three of us met to discuss them. Since I didn’t want rent from her, I asked her to help around the house with cleaning and any other chores. We agreed to work out a flexible schedule. “The biggest issue may be privacy. With our two bedrooms occupied, you have to sleep on our seven-foot sofa in the living room. It’s comfortable, but not private. I expect you to clear the sheets soon after you wake — that’s by ten a.m. daily, no matter what.

“The other issue is that I don’t want to crimp my habits. Your sister and I normally live in our T-shirts only, and occasionally spend the day fully nude. While we don’t expect you to be naked — not right away — we do expect you to tolerate our comfort. Are you OK with that?”

With nowhere else to go, she accepted the conditions. Consider this your roommate interview like none you’ve ever had before. We stood and hugged. That time, I was strongly aware of her soft warm tits pressed against me. My cock swelled as I thought about holding and sucking them. I pulled her hips against me and pressed my stiffness against her thigh. She reacted. “You will soon see my dick small and soft, but on its way to big and stiff. You may touch it as you will. When did you last see your sister’s pussy?”

Shocked at the question, she answered, “Several years ago. Has it changed any?”

“Let’s see. Consider this a qualifying test.” I faced Magda and pushed her shorts and panties to her knees. Her dark bush was too dense to reveal her pussy, so I combed her hair back, exposing her thickening labia. Sha gasped and stared. I lifted Magda’s grey T-shirt to her chin, exposing her braless tits, then off so her sister had a prolonged look at her B cups and stiffening nipples. Sha blushed but kept looking. Magda stepped out of her clothes and stood blushing. “Your turn, Sha.”