Next day onwards I started noticing my brother in different way and not as a sister looks at her brother but how a sex starved woman looks at man. I w...uld walk into his room after he comes out of his shower to see his body. I felt disgusted at this but I could not help it. I would finger myself late at night thinking about him and the feeling was driving me crazy and one fine day I decided to quench my lust. I planned to get fucked by my brother it was a Saturday evening both of us had offs the. " Looking down, she toyed with her stocking tops. "Just wondering if I really want you," she mumbled.“What?"Looking up sharply, her lips curled into a playful smirk. "Not really." She burst into a tinkling laugh and, pushing away from the wall, padded across the shag pile. "'Course I want you." You're mean – oops! Mind the debris," he said and she nimbly hopped over the heap of clothing dumped in her path. "Nice move."The clothes were hers, discarded during an impromptu striptease. It had been. She informs me, “No, I’m not the exhibitionist. This body is only for you, and so is the other version of the costume.Before we could finish the conversation, Dahlia interrupts, butting in for a kiss. She is dressed as Snow White. I ask, “Isn’t Snow White supposed to be a little more pale, kind of like how you were last year? You have quite a bit more colour now. I think it might have something to do with you being a different person who actually has friends that make sure you get a little time. You were talking about a relationship. What was that?”“I will tell you. But, promise me you won’t tell dad.”“Yeah, I promise.”“Mark removed my mangalsutra and he put a new one on me that he bought. None of you recognized as they both look the same.” “Does this mean you are his wife now?”“Yeah, kind of. Mark is interested in some kinky stuff like this. But officially I’m still your dad’s wife.”“You are so crazy, bitch,” I said as I slapped her ass.“Ok, get ready for tomorrow. And please don’t.