He tried to move his feet and discovered they were restrained too. He looked down at the shackles around his ankles. More straining and tugging only m...de the pain worse. Red anger surged through him. "Someone's going to pay for this, ' he vowed. He glanced down again and this time it registered that he was naked. Anger gave way to fear. What was going on? How had he got here? Where were his mom and sister?A noise caught his attention. He turned his head to see his sister crouched between the. I’m glad you like it.”My throat closed on me. My stomach sank. My face reflected in the mirror seemed to have a gray pallor. I backed up and sat on the commode. It was one of those moments you’re not even sure is real. “You’re… You’re… You’re going… out with… with… with… another man??” I managed.“Yep. Don’t stay up for me. I know I’ll be late. Then tomorrow we can get some yard work done together,” she said, placing the makeup in her purse, and starting out the bathroom door.I spun around, fell. She puts her cheek on my belly and I slide my hands inside her gown and go to work on her shoulder blades. She thanks me and tells me how good it feels, she hasn't been massaged in ages. rubbing along her shoulder blades and spine I know my arms are opening her gown. As I rub I remember her ex husband/My ex father in law (divorced when there daughter was 8 or 9) telling me one drucken night how she loved giving head and was the best he ever had do it, something I really didn't need to know and. This would be dinner on the grill, since the oven was not an option tonight. The August heat and humidity were pushing the AC to its max. It was 3:30 pm, and hubby wouldn’t be home for another two hours. She would get everything ready, and then wouldn’t open that back door until necessary.Even inside, she was sweating in a tank top and the hot pink lace bikini briefs that hubby loves. She clicked on Spotify, and as Jason Mraz sang through the airwaves, she started cutting up zucchini.She was in.