We smiled down at her, both of us reaching down to grab one of her arms apiece."What?" Becky repeated uncertainly as we pulled her to her feet."You re...lly shouldn't have dared us Becky." I said quietly."Definitely a bad move." Peter added, "Will you do the honours Andy?"Our sister was baffled by his words, but Peter and I had an almost telepathic understanding at that moment and I knew he was referring to the buttons on our sister's blouse. I nodded to Peter to indicate that I would do the. He took off his robe and ran water in the sink. After getting his chest and crotch wet, he put shaving cream on. I watched as he pulled the razor across his chest. He asked if I wanted to help,I said sure. He turned towards me and said to pull his sick a little bit. I reached up and stroked his dick softly and it started to stiffen. That's it,he said. How about squeezing my balls some. Ok,I said. Having to use both hands,I held on to them and tugged a little while massaging them. As he finished. Marlene could now see the bulge in her husband's trousers that she had felt at various times during her spanking and she was still incredibly turned on, "Henry, can we, um, can we, go to bed?"It had been so long since they had had sex that neither of them could remember who had initiated it last time, so, perhaps not surprisingly, Henry wanted clarity of Marlene's meaning, "Bed, you mean to, um...?" Yes, to fuck," said Marlene, thereby ending any confusion about her thoughts."Yes, I would like. I, for my part, was stunned by this encounter and found no words tosay whatsoever. In fact, I suddenly doubted my senses and had to fightoff an urge to pinch myself. I had last seen him when he had rundirectly into a tornado on the glass plain of the trippy nowhere land,and I had been convinced that he had met his demise there and then--or, alternatively, that he had perished somewhere outside Sunnydale inthe shattered form of his Buffyverse avatar, Dan Lee.The thought that he might have been.