I noticed that my brother could not take his eyes off her tits this time. After seeing her exposed in front of someone else, I was getting really turn...d on and my brother could not hide his excitement either. A couple of more poorly played hands and my brother and I were both nude and my wife finally lost her bra. It only took one more hand for her to finally loose her panties. That’s when things got really interesting.This is a little long, but here is what happened next. When she started. .. You know, you looked pretty good during that interview. Like sexy. If I recall, you were dressed the same as now.' 'Yes, I don't know..About Dr. Trant.' She wanted to ignore the sexy part. She was smelling a rat already and I was a big fucking one. I must have been giving off that hyper-sexual excited air. And she knew all about hyper, didn't she? 'You know it was really nice how they had that long shot of you with the voice over. How you were. I placed her on a pedestal before, I adored her, but in a way that is different from the way I felt about her now. Now...I simply worshiped her, realized she was light years out of my league, but grateful for the crumbs I was permitted, the way I could try to make her happy by purchasing things for her, by surrendering my lunch money and going without lunches. I was slowly becoming addicted to the notion--and reality--of making sacrifices for her. The only problem was I couldn't talk with. He took a look at Tom, passed out in the bed and then his eyes darted back to me and Rick. “Definitely not…” I said. Without hesitation he closed the door behind him and put his drink down on the floor before unfastening his running shorts and dropping them to his ankles, revealing a pair of white Calvin Klein boxers. He took out his semi hard, chocolate looking cock and began to stroke it. I raised my hand and beckoned him my way with one finger. “I want that cock in my mouth…” I said, it.