They got one last massage before dressing for dinner, then heading home.After picking up her two kids from Ann's mom, she went home. Jim had picked up...the boys and had ordered pizza for dinner, while Ann's mom had fed the girls."How was the spa, babe? You and Ann have a good time?" It was really luxurious, something I never would have considered before your promotion. Almost decadent." Well, you can tell me all about it after the kids go to bed."He winked at her, and she knew exactly what. ..let her do it!" Karen said enthusiastically. Larry couldn't stop himself. He nodded his head and Marla went to work. It was like magic. Foundation, blush, eye shadow, mascara, lipstick. And when she was finished, Larry could only see himself from the neck up, but he saw a woman staring back at him in the mirror. And she was beautiful. He hated what he saw. But...he loved what he saw. "Thanks, Marla!" Karen said, handing the woman a check. "I'll see you in a week." With that, the woman nodded. You know I have a girlfriend, but we have an understanding. We each are allowed little dalliances, so long as they are not affairs.” And by this time, she had reached under the hem to my dress and had her hand in my panties.I kissed her deeply as her long slender fingers slid into me. I unbuttoned her black dress shirt and was glad her bra closed at the front. I was leaning against the wall, her fat nipple that was atop her large breast was in my mouth as her slender fingers were inside my cunt. Making my brother cum was the most important thing I’d ever done - in many ways, it felt like the reason I existed. After all, I was a woman - every part of me was designed for a male’s pleasure. Every part of me existed to make men cum. My hands, my body ... my mouth.Nothing else mattered as much as making my brother cum.When I tuned back in again, my brother was zipping his jeans up once more. For a second, I almost asked if it had worked, if I’d managed to make him cum ... but no, of course.