“You’re unhappy. Why not go back to your cleaning business? Your clients will take you back in a heartbeat. You’re great at it!”It was true. S...e loved being her own boss and leaving a home that was a dream to walk into gave her real job satisfaction. Most of the old clients had indeed wanted her back sharpish. And some of the new ones were a higher class of home. Real earners who wanted everything doing. Even down to the laundry.*She had felt the burn in the first week, going from a sedentary. ”“You’re up early?” said Kelly, who I found scooping yoghurt into a bowl of muesli when I sauntered into the kitchen. She’d spent the night at my house, in her own room.“Are you kidding? It’s five minutes past eight! I’ve been staring at the ceiling for half an hour, trying to get back to sleep.”“Well, give it another go. Or give me ten minutes and I’ll come and wear you out.”“Cheeky cow,” I muttered, as I filled the tea kettle from the tap. Kelly just giggled. She had called me while dad drove. I was just hoping that I would not spray all over her bathroom.“That’s o.k., I’m just talking to myself in here,” she added.I responded, “Trying to pee over here, you wouldn’t understand.”She replied, “Room for two in here, you know.”‘I thought to myself that there was nothing that was going to keep me out of that shower, invitation or not.’Finally, I got it all out of my system. I did splash a little bit, but not bad considering the circumstances. I quickly grabbed some toilet paper and wiped. The thought of my wife calling my bro as bhaiya came in my mind again. And I decided that tonight I will fuck as her bhaiya.After sucking her boobs. I kept my erected extra hard dick on her pussy. and slowly entered in her. She moaned a little. I kissed her on her neck and earlobes. Bu this act she got tempted. Slowly I whispered in her ears. How do you feel now? your bhaiya’s erected dick is inside your wet pussy. She got angry and said pls stop it now and remove your dick. I dont want to have.