About 15 months after the wedding Rachel and I were visiting Shelby and Kevin when I came across a real estate ad for a photography studio in Asheville. Interested, I spoke to the owner, he wanted to retire from the business and the money would help him and his wife move to Belize. When I told Kevin and Shelby about the studio she became animated, alive in a flirty sort of way. She wasn’t obvious in front of my girlfriend or her husband and she didn’t say anything overt but I got the message loud and clear. If I moved to North Carolina, there would be rewards. On the 5th of August I opened my studio on Rankin Avenue in Asheville. After a long agonizing period of uncertainty Rachel decided she couldn’t move from her home and we broke up. The first day of my grand opening my sister and brother-in-law stayed at the studio helping me greet the throng of customers, all six of them. As the days became weeks, I japan began to get more and more clientele because the word went out that my photo portraits and events photography were quality work. I’d been living near Shelby for four months and in all that time we didn’t jump into a bed. We spent a lot of time together, clubbing, grilling or hiking in the mountains but our relationship was as brother and sister should be. Kevin and I would never be best friends but he was acceptable as Shelby’s husband so we got on well asian enough. I met a half black girl named Lonnie, a tall slender twenty-something with awesome basketball shaped ass cheeks and eyes as dark as the universe and deep as a mystery. She had come to my studio to build a portfolio so she could get into modeling. Since there would be semi-nude poses for pictures I asked Shelby to come in and chaperon Lonnie. It was my practice to have another female present when I was shooting pictures of semi-nude girls because I’m too wary of some bitch screaming sexual abuse after a photo shoot. After Lonnie left that first day Shelby asked me to take some pictures of her. Pictures that she would give Kevin as teasers and reminders of what he had. When I agreed she said “I have to go shopping, I’ll be back in an hour.” She came back carrying a decorative paper shopping bag then stepped into my studio where she started taking her skirt and blouse off. I stood aside and watched my sister strip fully nude then pull a pair of white lace panties and matching bra from the bag. My cock reacted to my naked sister and for the first time in a long while I was thinking the time was right to fuck her again. “You better be careful Sis, you’re easy prey for the beast in my pants dressed like that.” She paused with the lace lingerie’ half way up her legs and looked at me “Not now, you have to take pictures.” ‘Not now’ – A surge of anticipation swelled me until my pants were too tight. When Shelby finished putting on the bra and creampie panties she raised her arms over her head and posed “What do you think?” Shelby was 28 years amateur old but neither advancing age nor gravity had begun to define her body. My sister was as hot then as she was the first night we spent in the hotel. I stood staring at her charms, she had bought a pair of crotch-less panties and a bra that had sheer lace across the front of the cups, her nipples jutted proudly against the transparent bodice, it looked like they were bare. “I think you’re going to melt my camera, Kevin will have a permanent boner looking at the pictures. I see you still shave your pubes.” She smiled and moved her eyes to my pants “Is that going to be permanent too?” I was on the verge of raping my sister so I had to deflect my thoughts “Move to the settee and pose how you think you should.” Her eyes glinted with mischief as she teased “You pose me, if I remember right, you’re very good at that.” For the next 35 minutes I adjusted and moved my sister in modeling postures, taking pictures of her. I had her cup her tits in her hands, holding gangbang them so the nipples behind the see-through lace were the focal point of the picture. One knee raised, foot on a settee cushion so her pussy peeked through the split crotch of the panties. On her hands and knees, ass to the camera, looking over her shoulder, long blonde hair cascading to one side covering half her face while her hairless vagina pouted through the slit in the panties. My balls were so fucking swollen I could hardly walk. She was still in the hands and knees pose when I set the camera down “I’m done Shelby, you can get dressed now.” She looked at me for a few moments then offered “We’ve waited long enough Tony.” My heart lurched as I unleashed the rabid animal from my pants and stepped up behind my sister. “Yeah, but nobody is supposed to catch you doing it.” After I had finished asian with the toilet and washed my hands I told her, “I’ll see you downstairs in a few minutes. I am not going to sit back and feel sorry for myself and amateur mourn over HIM. And I love it. 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