Trying to compose myself, I manage to stammer, "Th-th... that would be great.” She gives me a wicked grin and says, "You have no idea how great it c...n be.” Great, now I’m putting beetroot to shame. "I meant the drink.” “Mmm-hhmm, of course you did.” “I’m sorry, I’m not trying to be a pervert and I know you’re Neil’s girl.” She hands me the drink and settles back into her reclining position - without adjusting her pants, I notice. She sighs then rolls toward me. I can’t help but wonder if her. Hecoughed, and I knew it was TOM! I stayed back againstthe wall so I couldn’t be seen, and stuck my fingerthrough the hole, signaling to him. A cock that lookedvery much like mine slipped into my booth. I really didn’t want to suck my brother, but I had toplay with that dick! Gently, lightly, barely touchingit, I stroked it from base to tip. Each stroke causedTom’s cock to throb and swell more. Pretty soon, it waspointing almost straight up. A little longer than mine,and a. I should have been protesting that, but I agreed that I was a whore while I continued to march in place with the other women.I had managed to prevent myself from thinking about my other kids and how I could prevent them from coming home for six weeks all morning but now the fear that I couldn’t do it unless I came clean with Marlene was consuming me.Marlene is Eddie’s wife and my best friend for many years, and she was far more adventurous than me. She often talked about doing something wild. ’ No response. Tom boiled water. When it was ready he grabbed a clean bandana and then, armed with the steamy pot and a bar of soap, sat next to her. Deciding she wasn’t in any condition to know what was best, Tom soaked the cloth, rubbed on a little soap and gently dabbed crud away from the side of her face. She ignored him, but the shivering stopped after a few minutes. ‘There, that sides finished. Only a couple scratches. They’ll be gone in two weeks.’ Silently, with eyes closed, she.