She’s dead and you’re, well, I mean you are, but you’re still here. How could you possibly be envious of her?’ I couldn’t believe I felt so...damn sorry for myself. ‘You’re damn right I’m jealous of her! She had it all, a man she loved and who loved her. Three beautiful children to watch grow up. She got to see the sunrise and the sunset.’ Tears spilled down my face. Why in God’s name do tear ducts still work after death? Maybe its simple, maybe its because he knew we would still have to cry.. We entered the house and looked around. There were couples of all races and shapes mingling and drinking. It felt like we had just walked into the yearly Christmas party. Soon we found some drinks and began to mingle with the other guests. Many of the wives looked beautiful and were dressed in skimpy sexy attire. My mind was wondering on whom it would be that would initiate my fantasies. I imagined the hot blonde in the tight blue dress reaching under my wife's dress with one hand and grabbing. He quietly sits on the edge of the tub, watching her pleasure herself, watching as he begins rub his growing cock through the rough fabric of his pants. As her pleasure builds, he kneels next to the tub and lightly kisses her neck, covering her hand with his, pressing her fingers more firmly against her clit. Although she didn't realize he was there, she isn’t too surprised, he seems to have a knack for showing up while she is in the midst of self pleasure. She moans softly with pleasure as her. Oh well, at the very least I have a new friend that knows how things are being a Twin. My brother reminded me that I was not the only one with a new friend when he told me to hurry up and finish so we could go and pick up Amanda and Pat.Before we managed to get out the door Dad stopped us and asked us to invite Amanda and Pat's family for a barbeque that evening. Jason asked him what brought that on. "Your mother and I have not had much of a chance to met many neighbors. Since from the looks of.