When I stood there in my panties, she approached me in semi-darkness. “I’ll be right back”, she whisperedShe walked briskly across the dark room...and opened the door of a closet. She still walked as if she was about to spin around on the tip of her toes. She came back with something which was pink. They were two tutus. She gave me one which I adjusted around my waist. She put on the other, showing her lovely long legs. “I forgot to tell you I shaved”, I announced“Your legs ?”, she asked“No…my. After than, i wanted to be near her. I wanted to touch her. I wanted to smell her.I guess she enjoyed the attention I gave her because after about a month she started facilitating my fantasies by often inviting me to go along with them on dates. My brother didnt seem to mind, but by that point he was getting a nightly attention, so he would have done anything she asked.While my brother was at work, she started waiting at our house for him to get home. She would help me with homework, watch. The creaking goes on for 20 minutes and I get up and walk into the kitchen area and am greeted by the little guy. We sit and have a coffee together and I still have not seen my wife this morning. I ask him how his night was and he tells me that when they got in the bedroom her first words were that his was the only cock that was close to making her cum which was why she wanted him to stay behind but her pussy was completely ruined and had no feeling left in it so after she got him hard with her. When he got all the material to the bottom of my ass, where it couldnt go any further, I knew this was the make or break moment. Was I willing to do this with my brother? I guess the answer was yes, because I lifted up a bit for him to continue pulling my dress up, until it was around my waist, and the only thing separating us now were his shorts. He started rubbing my stomach and sides with his hands, then lifted one up to up my breast, tweaking my already hard nipple. I was so glad that there.