All this time we had been apart, we had exchanged a couple of messages and emails, but that was it.Then, at the end of my third year, I received an em...il that numbed my mind. It was Tom, inviting me to his wedding, which would take place in two months. I was paralyzed. I mean, I knew we could not be together because he was my brother, but knowing he was going to get married implied losing him in a certain way.I wrote him back, congratulated him, and told him I would be there. Two months later,. As I entered the room I took a crafty look at the window the young man was looking through and there was a five inch gap in the curtain. Having the light on in the snooker room made it even easier for him to see everything we did. I walked over to my husband and told him the coast was clear and I was ready to be fucked “good and proper”. He kissed me and was squeezing my arse and tits through my dress. I was so sexed up knowing the young spy was about 2 metres from where we were with a perfect. From time to time, we both realise that our wife’s need to raise their standards and our expectations are quite high.My wife works at a large department store and her punctuality of late has become a cause for concern.Brian, her manager and myself have spoken to her on numerous occasions about this but she has not improved.I did warn her that if she didn’t pull her socks up, then I would have to punish her. Seeing how she seems to have disregarded my warning, I decided that she needed a good. Suddenly, I was startled as hands (which I quickly recognized as feminine) covered my eyes and a young female voice sexily whispered “guess who?”Not sure of who had invaded my space and taken me off-guard, but convinced I was in no serious danger, I jokingly answered “Jessica Alba!”The stranger's voice laughed and then said “almost!” as the hands were removed from covering my view. Then around to my right into view came my gorgeous nineteen year old niece Callie wearing a barely-anything-there.