A small gold lapel pin dotted the blazer. Other than the pin and her watch, she wore no other jewelry. The thinness of her youth had been preserved in...her current years. As she drew nearer, he noticed that she wore small wire-rimmed glasses and a few wrinkles around the eyes. A few streaks of gray interrupted her red hair that was straight, cut to a length just above the collar of her blazer. In many ways, Glenda looked like the girl that he had known in his youth. There were differences, too.. “Why?” The smell of new cut grass drifted into the kitchen, past the motionless curtains, along with the sound of the lawnmower.That’s his job, but in this heat, even his ginger hair had more curses than the Wicked Witch of the East. So, who is cutting the grass?She gave her brother a look that could freeze a warm beer, his return grin, worthy of Snidely Whiplash.With a mix of anxiety and curiosity, she went to the window and looked out. I’ll kill him for this! Her brother had set her up quite. She got back early on the Saturday morning when I was asleep, because I woke up to her shaking me around. "Wh-what do you want?!" "Its time to get up bro, its already 10:30." "So what? It's too early." "Get up!" As she rips the covers off me and see's I'm only in my boxer briefs, which outlines my morning wood vividly. "Oops!" She says," I forgot that about you boys. Nice boxers" as she winks at me. I don't know what she's talking about but realize my boner as I look down. "Shit! Can you just. ...pulling on my cock when a man came around the corner and said,"Can I help you with that?" So now I'm really confused, I didn't see any gay men there. Pissed off and confused, I thought,"What better way to get my revenge, than to have her see me getting fucked by a hot, sexy, hairy man. We entered the room adjacent to the one she was in, just to make sure see saw us when she came out of the room. I left the door open and my lover forced my head down on his uncut dick, I pulled the skin back.