Barb just stood waiting. Helen turned off her bedroom light and squeezed past Barb and pulled her with her to the other bedroom. “Yours.”It wasn�...t lost on Helen that Barb was naked and she wasn’t. That Barb had asked her to sleep with her tonight, to share her bed. That there was really only one more night of a short weekend separation from her lovers. This wasn’t an act of need resulting from a long separation. This wasn’t an act of hunger or desperation from a long period of loving neglect.. It was an arranged marriage and we were happy with our married life. We didn’t want to get into parenthood that quickly. So we used to have sex whenever and wherever we wanted. After getting freshened up, I had my breakfast and saw that her brother was getting down. I wished him a good morning and left for office.While on the way for an office, I got a call that today’s meeting was canceled by my client. I wanted to spend some time with my wife’s brother. So I requested for a day’s leave and. This time it'll be great. You're so beautiful, I could do this with a instamatic and make people think it was a Renoir."You smile at him, relaxing a bit. You are enjoying the attention he is giving you."A Renoir? No, I don't think so. Maybe I'd make a good Picasso?" You make a funny face at him, sticking your tongue out.He laughs, and leans forward to give you a kiss. You stop him, reminding him of the lipstick."Hey, wait!" he says. "That's perfect. Stay there." And he turns the camera around,. From the way they went at it,you'd think they were old friends. I did my best to play along, but I wasso far out of my element that it was all I could do to nod in agreement.I didn't mind getting doted on by a cute girl, especially one that coulddo that thing she kept doing with her fingers. But this wasn't just anygirl. This was Liam. My best friend. My very male best friend. Ishuddered at the thought, but the two of them just took it as a sign tostart intensifying their actions. I was sure at.