You move closer, and briefly and so tantalisingly your breasts brush lightly against my back, and my breath exhales with the softest of sighs.‘More ...ike that, yes’, you murmur, and you adjust me to bend forwards a little more; to balance this, my ass has to stick out more backwards, and the result is that your pelvis presses gently against it, and my right buttock nestles naturally into the triangular space formed by the tops of your thighs and your lower stomach. Oh, this is just too much. I didn’t get as far as outside my bedroom door before I nearly tripped and broke my damn neck.“What the fuck?” The hallway was dark so I assumed I was home alone. I wasn’t. My sister’s high heels strewn across the floor were proof enough. For Christ's sake, Jenna was the messiest girl I know. They were her going-out shoes too, so she must’ve come home from her night out. She’s got to be dead drunk. Even she wouldn’t just leave her shoes lying around for me to trip over.Sure enough, not only. I guess it's obvious I'm not living a traditional life ... It was not easy to just pick up and leave. I am sure many people blamed me for our marriage breaking up ... For a long time I blamed myself, too. No, I hadn't cheated, but I must have done something wrong ... had to have overlooked some need, some cry my wife had made for help.Living on the coast, though, left me facing the bold truth that people are basically selfish bastards ... man and woman alike. People preen and pose, desperate. My wife was topless, her round breasts completely exposed but she still had her little panties on.“Please Aunt _____, let me do it to you just this once.” He was speaking in a low whisper, “Everything was cool when it happened last time, I want you so bad.”“No _______, we can`t!” My wife answered, “This shit is evil. Last time it was a situation that got out of hand, this is different. If your parents found out it would tear them apart and this whole family”“Who has to know? No one found out.