He hoped she wouldn't notice.Jean DID notice. She had been awed by the huge club that swung from Josh's groin. If THAT was what cocks were like, she w...sn't at all interested in having one shoved in her. But when her brother dropped his drawers she saw something much less intimidating. Rusty's was long and thin. That wouldn't be so bad. 'Be so Bad?!' she thought to herself. 'He's my brother for pity's sake.' But when she looked at it she felt a funny warm feeling in the pit of her stomach. Maybe. He grabbed a hold of his cock and moved it up to my tits. He then shot his cum all over my firm tits as I lay their on the couch. I was already exhausted as he gave me a towel to clean myself up with. He also handed me a white buttoned up shirt to put on to keep warm. We ended up taking about a two hour break. He was ready to fucked me again. He tells me, “ I want you to stand right in front of the fireplace and I want you to dance for me.“ I was very surprised at what he wanted me to do but I. At the age of fifty he was full in his mid-life crisis. The last time he fucked her was five months ago and it wasn’t even good, anymore. She was almost sure he was fucking some young blond hussy at his office. There were too many signs for it. What comforted her was the certainty he would never run away with a young bimbo. He had everything at home he expected as reliable in his selfish way. And he wasn’t going to get younger. For two months she contemplated to find a lover to satisfy her. .Toby and I would always spend time on the weekend in the garden together. We'd only recently purchased our first home together, and while it was lovely inside there was much landscaping to be done outside. Toby led a hectic life, working in construction, and I was busy myself with my full-time legal career, meaning that like most professional young couples we didn't have a great deal of spare time and so help around home was always appreciated. Yesterday was no exception, Toby's best friend.