I couldn’t compete with him in those kinds of things. All I had was love for my baby, and, for my wife, my former wife. I finally had to realize tha... I hated her and loved her at the same time. I would die for her and she knew it; she had to know it. Could he, my ex-brother, say as much?Why had she done me this way? He was taller and better looking, okay, those were givens. But he’d long been a womanizer! She knew that too. And, I knew that he’d be cheating on her sooner or later for sure. And. As she came out of the bathroom, into her bedroom she saw her bedroom window was wide open, she thought she had made sure it was closed when she left for work that morning ,but, maybe not. As she walked down the hall, she took the towel off her head and started drying her hair. Just then she heard another noise behind her, she started to turn toward it, but, before she could a large black hand went over her mouth and something cold and sharp against her neck. A low threatening deep voice. She laughed and held the bottle to Brenda's lips. The baby wasn't too interested in the bottle, however. She kept spitting the nipple out. About then Fanny came into the room in her robe. She took Brenda from Kate, slipped the loose knot of the robe's sash and presented her tit to the baby. Kate sort of gasped in surprise that Fanny was so casual about being nude in front of me.My dick started to rise at the sight of my stepdaughter with her robe hanging open and that luscious bare body out in. Pushing my chair back I parted my legs so I could really work my pussy with the vibrator. I heard a noise outside...looking at the window I realised the blinds were closed but at an angle where I could see out and spot the young window cleaner watching. I could see the bulge in his trousers; clearly he was enjoying what he saw. Then he spotted me watching and grabs his stuff and ran off. Disappointed I decided to go back to bed for a nap, try sleep away my horniness. As I slept I slipped.