New Year's Eve fell on a Friday, and by prior arrangement we took the Thursday off. Lois and Amy had covered for us over Christmas, and we would cover...for them in return.We let ourselves into the dungeon Friday morning about 7:00 am. I turned on the lights while Connie made a pot of coffee. The computers were running, requiring only the slight move of a mouse to make them come alive.We spent the morning and most of the afternoon using the computers to confirm the paper files. It was dull,. Nothing is unattainable." As his fingers trailed across my feet and over my ankle I felt the same burning tingle begin to climb up my feet and across my legs. I wanted him move his fingers a little higher and let them wander over me. The fact that he was my brother, someone I trusted and already loved, was just more enticing rather than discouraging.My head tilted back as his hands began rubbing a little harder and moving to my ankles. I closed my eyes as it felt incredible and awakened my. "Michael knew that when Amy set her mind to something, he might as well give up–he couldn't get her off of it until he agreed with her. They had been a couple a few years back. It lasted for about a year before they both decided it wasn't what they wanted. They parted as friends and still were.She had hooked up with his best friend a little after they broke up and Richard and Amy had ended up getting married, with Michael serving as his best man. So Amy and Michael were still very good friends. Hands roaming, fingers brushing, gentle blows, tongues dancing and flicking the spots only we knew to trigger with each other. Every crevice was mapped in our minds anew, our sexes were re-discovered with strokes, nibbles, kisses, lips engulfing, fingers probing until your tongue found my puckered star, sending an electrifying sensation all the way up my spine, raising my nape hair, admonishing me we wanted to turn our first anal experience into the precious memory it is today.I purred as I.