His expression was serious, and he’d clearly made up his mind about something. Dammit. Why did he have to be so hot when I was at my worst?“I need...to shower,” I muttered and tried to convince my feet that the bathroom wasn’t that far away. Josh said nothing when I walked past him, and I assumed he would still be there when I got back. I sank down on the toilet, my head in my hands while I did what everybody needs to do first thing in the morning. I opened the water in the shower, bravely. " He just grinned and said " That's not the way to treat your uncle?".He pressed me unto the wall and spoke to my face," I've been thinking of you since I saw you at the wedding , what a face and body you have !, how could Roy leave you all alone?" I tried to get free but he had both his arms blocking my way " You son of a _ ! " I shouted. Immediately he held my jaw on one hand while his other arm pressed me more to the wall , he was choking me then I was really scared. " Don't give that. “I’ll take care of that. My dad taught me to clean up after myself after having sex with a woman.”“You seem to have quite the family,” Sandra commented.“Once you meet them, you’ll understand.”Brad kissed his way down her body, his lips renewing the hardness of her nipples. Over her ribs and stomach down between her legs his lips and tongue left their mark. He eyed his cum oozing from her pussy and leaned closer.Her body jolted to his tongue touching her lips, as he licked in his cum. “I didn’t. But I couldn't talk to them about this. Something that had been racking my mind for the past year—something I couldn't shake or get away from: I was lonely and their father was going to leave me. I mean how do you bring that up? What do you tell them? Of course the questions would come and they would be right to ask them.Why couldn't we work it out? Why is he cheating? Why? There were a million answers, but none of them were true. None of them were exactly right. If I was honest with them, I.