Bhabhi was sitting leisurely on the sofa, cold drink in hand, waiting for me to come out.‘Bhabhi…’Ek glass pani to dijiye…’‘Thaharo lati h...on. Tum to gamak rahe ho!’ Bhabhi winked her eye smilingly and went towards the kitchen.I went after her. She was opening the fridge. I came behind her. Grabbed her chuchis from behind and put my lips on her neck.‘Ah …Piyush…chhodo…’‘B…h…a…a…b…h…iiii…!’‘Lo- Pani Piyo.’She turned towards me…handed over glass of water. I drank.‘Kuchh khaya ki nahi. Khana. Don't get me wrongmy father has not hit her, but he does tend to use a little verbalintimidation when necessary. On the sly, my mother has taught her sonsto respect and treat women better than my father does. This has beensuccessful with my brothers and me. I am a strong proponent for equalrights and always treated women with the respect they deserve.My older brother, Alec Smith, is your typical 22 year old male. Heplayed Football and Baseball in high school and college. He is 6'4" andvery. We drove over to his dealer/friend T's house. We both actually went to high school with T. Typical black thug, gangster type with sagging jeans and gold around his neck. I hadn't seen him in over a decade but remember(it was no secret) that he had a crush on me back in high school. Anyway, we walked in and T was in the middle of a huge fight with a very pretty brunette. After a few minutes, she stormed out. "Sorry about that you guys," he says. He looked at me and smiled saying, "Kathy! Well. He laughed, saying he hoped I didn’t think his was too shabby either, to which I answered, “No you have a stunning body for a man of your age,” and that, “I absolutely adored his cock too.” He complimented me on my body saying he particularly liked my legs and ass.We then cuddled up and began to drift off to sleep absolutely shattered from the events of the evening. We must have slept for a good seven or eight hours as when we woke up it was very late in the morning. Upon waking I found him.