Smiling, Tammy played several scenarios in her mind. One was her brother coming to her in the night and ravishing her. Another was cuddling, kissing... and spending hours making love. She thought about spending time naked and watching the look on her brother’s face.Cliff stirred next to her. She sat up and watched his face as he slowly woke up. When his hand went to his crotch, and he fondled his hardening cock, she chuckled. Tammy moved his hand away, took his dick in her hand, and stroked. She wanted it to be a secret. So I kept it that way. I love driving so I insisted to drive.We reached her house on a Friday, her father and mother was happy to see us both. We were having a great time until a distant relative came searching for her father.One of her distant cousin was in labor and was in need of blood. And luckily, my wife had the same blood group. So, my father-in-law took her to the hospital. I didn’t go because I was tired. Suddenly, it started to rain and the power went. It usually seemed bright to her but today, despite the blazing sun outside, everything looked dingy and yellowed. Everything – from the dusty, dried flower arrangement with the oddly canted, broken cattail that took pride of place on the kitchen table in between the mismatched salt and pepper shakers, to the haphazard collection of brightly colored refrigerator magnets holding up an assortment of fading recipes, postcards and notes – it all seemed to have lost whatever meaning it had ever had. His hand continued up to the side of my dress and slipped inside, caressing the side of my right boob. Again, I didn’t react, and – again, taking this as encouragement – he began massaging my right tit, occasionally pulling on the nipple, which was making it rigid and sensitive, and getting the juices flowing between my legs.We continued our small talk, chatting about Ben’s firm and Frank’s new role, while Ben’s hand worked its magic on my tit. After a few minutes of this, Ben took his hand.
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