" We finished washing ourselves and dried off. I went to get myself some coffee and she went into the bedroom. When I returned she was just sitting on...the edge of the bed staring at the floor. I said, "Uh, why aren't you getting ready?" Then I noticed what she was staring at on the floor. It was the dirty dress she had worn the night before. She looked like quite the comely slut in it last night. I now understood our dilemma. She looked up at me with big, sad, puppy eyes and she knew that I. “What am I going to do?” she wailed.She had already confided in her older and more happily married sister about the state of her marriage. Dhann was not particularly pretty or endowed with physical charms. Her self-esteem was even further hurt by the paltry dowry her poor family had accepted for her hand. After the wedding night when her insensitive husband rather brutally broke her maidenhead, ejaculated shortly after, and went to sleep, the sex never got any better. Once or twice a week he. We arrived early and took seats near the front of the church. Vicky was clearly in a strange mood and continued to flirt with me and kept finding reasons to put herself in places that would allow me to stare down her dress at her naked tits. I have to say; whilst I wasn't sure where this was going I was having a great time. Whilst on the small side, her breasts were a decent B-cup, but it was her large dark nipples that really got my attention and I couldn't take my eyes off them, taking every. We should give dad sometime to forget about what he saw." Donny said. "Really Donny? How can Dad forget that he saw his two sons screwing around under his nose?" I say. "We'd be better if we move out and never come back." "And go where?" Donny asked. "We've got no fucking money and I dont have many friends." "Good point." I say feeling even worse then before. "Let's just stay separate for the night and come back tomorrow and see what happens." "Alright." He said. "I'll see you tomorrow.