I began lathering her body up. Yvonne smiled with her eyes closed. I had told her that the shampoo was tear free and wouldn't burn her eyes, but she j...st couldn't keep them open. It was okay. It allowed me to truly take in the sight of her very well built body as I ran first the scrubby and then my hands over her flesh. The slickness of the soap and our desires for each other kept both of us keyed up. Her nipples stood out as proud as my rock hard cock.I had scrubbed her front from her. She looked so vulnerable and delicate as she floated down the staircase and across the ballroom floor. I searched for several minutes without finding them. And then I heard a yelp and a curse. I was nearly pushed off the path by a rush of white silk surging past me, and the disheveled figure of Beau stumbling down the path, looking angry, frustrated, and embarrassed all at once. I instantly knew what had happened—the approach, the attempted seduction, the refusal, the scuffle, the escape. By. He grabs a banana and a drink and watches me as I bend over to get clothes from the dryer. He takes his unopened banana and slides it between my legs. I jump and asks if he's happy to see me.I turn around and see my brother standing there with a very hard dick. I look him up and down, step closer to him to reach for his banana. He looks back with this evil grin, grabs my waist and takes my shorts down. He's looking at my undies and turns me around, bends me over and slides a finger in my. It was not to be. Eventually it turned in to us in the shower, a pizza delivery and red wine. That was followed by deep sleep. Monday morning was up early to pickup the k** from Mom's. When I rolled out of bed and bend at the waist the pain was rather intense. Standing up straight was a challenge and had to be done while supporting my weight on an end table. Nick is chuckling "I was afraid to tell you about this part not always but quite often it happens." It was a good pain. Never.