He had stayed to rehearse.He just waved me and I obliged.He asked me about the work, which I told him, was about to get over.Like a gentleman he offer...d me to drop me back to my house to which I agreed.Having a pleasant company makes boring work a pleasure.I soon completed the entire work and was ready to go.When he said, “I just love your lips.They are so effing sexy”.Well, one thing leads to another and there we were kissing in the rehearsal room like rabbits.I just loved the way he kissed. The cellar. We walked passed the red wine , the white wine, and were standing in front of a floor to ceiling stack of whisky. Bourbons, single malt, blends, most were very old dust had settled on some bottles. She grabbed a very old bottle of single malt whiskey, opened the bottle and took a swig. Looked at me, I nodded, and I took a swig. She talked about her relationship, how they met, marriage, quitting her career, c***dren, playing the supportive partner, empty nest, nothing to do, finding. I had got to fuck two very sexy men, and Greg promised me that tour. I decided to go home, and make a few extra copies of the pictures in case they deleted the ones on my phone. I heard someone coming up to my room, and I quickly got rid of any of the pictures, and turned to face my brother. Paul, age 23, was home for the summer, and knew all the wrong times to enter my room. He once came in when I was half dressed, and didn’t have a bra on. He had been completely embarrassed, but after he left. She whispers to me to come with her and pulls me by the hand down the hall toward the bedroom. As we pass the light in the hall, I can see her better. She looks sofamiliar. Like someone I know...or do I? We enter the bedroom and I see the bed. It is bigger than I remember. It almost takesup the whole room. She pulls me over to it and sits me on the edge. She kneels on the floor in front of me and brings her hands to my legs and opens them. I let her do as she pleases. When my legs are.