I knew he’d be buying her off, literally. New clothes, new female stuff, new everything. I couldn’t compete with him in those kinds of things. All...I had was love for my baby, and, for my wife, my former wife. I finally had to realize that I hated her and loved her at the same time. I would die for her and she knew it; she had to know it. Could he, my ex-brother, say as much?Why had she done me this way? He was taller and better looking, okay, those were givens. But he’d long been a womanizer!. No one in upper management ever caught on and she soon fit right in with our merry band of outcasts.I liked Tanya very much, but more as a troubled sister I was trying to help. We were not lovers although she had made it clear she wouldn't mind that if our relationship progressed in that direction. I didn't love my wife anymore, but I didn't really love Tanya that way either.I thought I might have trouble with her one late evening in November when I received a phone call at home to attend to a. I paused and then pulled out. I did it again and went in just a little deeper. She was grunting and I asked if she was OK, and she said yes, it felt weird but good. After what seemed like forever I had my balls resting on her pussy and my cock buried in her ass. I told her to set the pace and she did. She started slow but soon she was slamming into me and I was trying to hold off cumming. Finally I simply couldn't take it anymore and I blew my load into her sweet ass. She kept fucking me and my. Tracy could tell it from the pitch of his voice and quickly replied, "I know. I just wanted to hear you say it." What, that I want to have sex with you?" Yeah, I know you want to. I've known all along that you wanted to." With that, Tracy turned around, and bracing herself against the door jam with one hand, she spread her legs a little, bent over and flipped her skirt up with the other. Her bare backside was facing the older man, and she knew that he could see everything she had to offer. Then.