The night we’d lost and found each other. Lynn looked at me, almost relieved, her face coming up with its pale parched look to it – so alabaster w...ite and so innocent in its desire to just want to have this place be for us. With no sharing. I wanted to tell her right then. Wanted to share what my relationship with my sister had really been. But I had the fear. The same fear I had always had about that. Even with Lynn, now. Especially with Lynn. As I came over to my wife to move to the bed with. I stretched, then leaned over to touch my toes. I sighed as my muscles worked out the stiffness I had started experiencing.“So, now what?” I asked.“Well, the guys will be back in about fifteen to twenty minutes. We’ll start the next show a few minutes after that. In the meantime, you can just relax. You can get dressed and join us at the bar or you can stay back here, where whether you get dressed again is totally optional. Just one thing—I prefer that you be naked when we start the next. Please, join us. We were just about to have dessert." I gestured to the lone empty chair."Uh, thanks. I, uh, I..." John Jons." I offered my hand. "Your brother works for me." Works?" His voice had a note of disbelief."Yes, works." Juan snapped. "As if it's any of your business what I do." I gotta watch out for the family, right?" Alverez replied. It had the feel of a well-worn exchange."Works, Alverez." I repeated. "He's my house manager and admin assistant. Has been for a good, what, three. She couldn't help but to choose something that showed off her assets; a tight, low cut blouse and jacket, her big juicy tits almost popping out, a short, black business skirt, thigh high stockings and some very sheer, very black high heels to finish the look. Brittany just didn't see the point of having a body that she looked after, and not showing it off to the world. Plus she loved the attention and favors that she got from doing it.The elevator stopped halfway up and a young man stepped in..