"The front door bell rang then and she swore softly."Damn, that's the ambulance come to take him back to the hospice, go and get a shower while I see ...im off."She was referring to her husband, my brother, who had been left in a wheelchair after a high speed car crash in which he'd suffered massive injuries including severe brain damage. He was blind, deaf and was expected to live for only a few weeks. If I sound callous, it's because he'd alienated me and our parents, he'd won a lot of money on. The joy of getting to touch my cousin sister was too much to contain, But I almost panicked when she changed her position and turned over to lay on her side. The fear of getting caught hit me at that moment itself. Hence, I stopped my actions for a while, after the passage of around 10 minutes. I initiated my actions again as I could not hold myself back. I once again lifted her kameez, this time from behind since her ass was facing in my direction.This time I took a deep breath and felt a. I get it out of you that you’re single and that you just moved into your own house…which ironically is near my place. We continue to talk and flirt…both of us noticing that we’re alone in the office. Now is my chance… You tell a lame joke…but still funny…causes my to laugh hysterically. You’re standing less that a foot away from me as I accidentally let my hand fall onto your chest. An honest, yet flirtatious move…one that I hoped to be taken a step further. We stop laughing as I. The terrible shame of it is that as I know now, I was getting plenty of chances to do that and a great deal more but I was too young and inexperienced to know. Ah, the waste, the waste! Then came the day when I had to leave the groceries in the kitchen. The lady of the house would be out but the back door would be open. It was. I did. And crept up to the bedroom, trembling, shaking with - fear .. anticipation, and... Her drawers were a gold mine -- panties, stockings, suspender belts,.