Finally, she took my left foot and started rubbing it, kneading the bottom and gently working the tender flesh. “That’s really nice,”... I said, amazed at her ability to make the aches go away so quickly. She massaged each toe and them my heel. It was wonderful. Then she took my right foot and did the same, quickly relieving the pain and replacing it with pleasure. I was floating on a cloud, letting my mind drift with the warmth of the wine and enjoying her gentle but firm. "Yes," I answered, he sighed out of relief, and kissed me passionately. Ireplied with a little tongue action. I felt my nipples grow hard, and,what must've been my new female 'equipment' got very wet.We just stood there kissing, when I pulled out."Are you, you?" I asked him, sounding a bit frightened."Yes," ke said, leaning down for another tongue wrestling match. Irealized that the bulge I felt pressing against me was my brother's erectpenis. I giggled to myself."Attention please," said my. A continuous voice in his head kept screaming at him, "THIS IS WRONG, WRONG, WRONG AND YOU KNOW IT!" For a while, he leaned towards ditching Marcy and doing something, anything else with his night. But he really wanted to fuck her. At one point, the memory of her naked body leaning over him as she pinned him to the mattress, her full, supple breasts swaying wildly side to side as she gyrated, played through his mind like a dirty home movie that wouldn't stop. He began to get another boner and. "Sir, The Agency directives are quite clear about field agents alwaysmust have-" She spoke with almost drilled practice, before he interruptedher with his usual brusqueness. It annoyed him that she kept trying toimpress him, by quoting the regulations for verbatim and talking aboutthe cases she'd solved while at the Bureau. He just wanted to tell herto shut up and to do her job, and that would impress him but instead hewanted to show some tact towards her."I know our directives... I'm sorry.