Slowly relaxing her tight muscles. applying pressure sometimes and just caressing her soft back the other times. Then I said that the bra hooks are ge...ting in between and without giving her any warning I unhooked the bra in one swift motion. She got worried and started to rise up. But then she realised that if she rose up her breasts will be exposed as the bra will fall. So she laid back again. I immediately started massaging her back again which relaxed her and she forgot about the open bra. It's dark; how long have they been driving? Did he nod off?The SUV rocks gently with the undulations of the road; he always used to find riding in the car soothing, before-He's just a passenger. He's not driving this time.He's not old enough."Dad?" We're almost home."His mom turns around. "Shh. Go back to sleep, honey."No. This is why he doesn't let go. It brings him back here.It's been a long time. But he always ends up here. He always closes his eyes. And the ending is always the same.But. You've had plenty." his fingers gripped the part of my ass that wasn't covered by the boy shorts."W-what are you doing?" Just checking something." His other hand was stroking up and down the back of my neck. I shivered. Suddenly, he pushed me up. "Get off me." I jumped up, pulling my dress down. "What happened?!" "Go to your room." he held his head in his hands. "No, Elliot." I sat down on his knees. "Elliot, don't!" I whimpered. He could tell I was on the drunk side. He looked at me. "What the. Not that she’d say anything, with this perfect specimen of a goddess being the pride and joy of her husband, after all.Yes, he hates her most thoroughly. But the singleminded ache he sometimes feels to ravish her chaste body, warred with the deep want to crush her. Or perhaps, they could be one in the same. He’d never attempt it, of course, for as often as their father forgave and accepted his slights, he knows there’d only be the cruelest of punishments for ever defiling the God’s cherished.