I must have dozed off as the sky box had gone onto standby and the TV just had a blue screen.I went upstairs and debated whether or not to get a showe... or just have one in the morning. I decided it would be better to get one now as after working all day I needed it.The shower was amazing but I found myself wide awake for the next hour tossing and turning. I wished that I had brought a book as I seem to fall asleep whenever I start to read in bed.I opened the top drawer of the bedside cabinet. She introduced herself as Shilpa and said she was new here. She helped me unpack, personal service being a nice thing about these small hotels. When I was settled in she paused, hesitant, and then asked me a question. “Are you married?” I told her no and she continued, opening her saree to reveal some beautiful golden tan breasts capped with dark ends and prominent nipples. “Would you like to touch them, sir?” I nodded and moved closer. She reached for my hands and moved them to cup the lovely. "I want you to strip down to your underwear and dance for me!" Drunken confidence. My request was met with laughs from everyone. "No way am I doin' that," he laughed. "Hey, you got too man. Come on it'll be funny." Danny pushed. "A deal's a deal. This is your forfeit." I stated confidently. Ben looked around the room, peer pressure indicated he should do it. Ben reluctantly began to strip. Peeling off his t-shirt, revealing his magnificently bulky body, he maintained eye-contact with me as. He even blew off a few dates so he could stay with me and cheer me up after a couple of bad break ups, so let's just say he wins brother of the year in my book. Everything he did just made me love him more honestly, and I think he made me love him so much that I really started to develop a little incest crush on him. One Friday night when our parents were gone, we had a little talk, but truth be told, he didn't always take some things seriously. “Brett, can I talk to you?” I asked as I sat next.