Her family is rich, whereas my family is lower middle class. After marriage, her father gifted us a 3 BHK flat in Amanora, which was in my wife’s na...e.I am greedy in nature and love money, so I was happy. Thanks to her father and our salaries, we have been living an elite-standard life. We also have a nice sex life. We party a lot, travel a lot and have sex a lot.Sakshi is also dominant in bed and the house, and I like to be submissive. Sometimes, she becomes submissive for a change,. Whatever he suggested was bound to work better than any plan I could come up with. Who was I to stand in the way of my brother’s ideas?“So she’ll be sharing a room with you. How does that sound?”Again I nodded, but the look of confusion must have been obvious, because my brother sighed.“Hannah, you stupid slut,” he said, and a shiver of excitement ran through my body at the term of affection. “What am I even talking about?”I tried to speak, but I forgot to take my brother’s cock out of my mouth. "I pulled out some envelopes. I felt like Mr. Phelps on Mission Impossible. There was a Wyoming driver's ID in there with my picture and new name and signature on it, social- security cards, notarized birth certificates and marriage license, a joint First National Bank savings book showing $23,000... I was two months younger, my daughter was eight months older. My ID was showing an address on Butler Avenue at Pine Bluffs. "My gosh A'moth! This all looks so real!" Don't call me that! My name is. Just my luck, one of her female friends was driving by andstopped to say hello. I had to stand there in my shameful clothes whilethey gabbed. Bob from across the street came out to check his mail boxand stopped, staring at the ridiculous sight I made. He turned his headaway but not before I spied his amused grin. At last we got into mywife's car and she drove us to the park.As we strolled from the parking area to the jogging path, everyonelooked at us. My wife is attractive, so guys always.