Swiftly, his two fingers slip into my pussy, thrusting deep into me."You cannot be all innocent when you enter Wonderland. Your virginity is a problem... dearie," he breathes as he thrusts quickly in and out, his fingers becoming more and more drenched as my moans echo around the door filled hall. Immediately, I reach between us and stroke his cock through his jeans, the shaft hardening under my touch. He stops his touching to take off my bikini, shorts and panties, exposing my naked body to the. I wondered what it would mean if something sexual was about to happen. I thought about my husband, and about how he’d encouraged it. It wouldn’t be cheating. It was my brother; he was a part of me – of both of us. If we touched each other, it would be something pure – like making love, or even like childish masturbation. But it still gave me a frisson of the forbidden.Either way, I wanted to play with him, so I stood up and asked him to take a turn on the swing. As he sat, I hitched up my. I mean there were hardly 2—3 other customers and them too, all browsing the shelves for sex toys, books or magazines. I waited a while to carefully watch, if anyone moved backwards to the booths but in vain. Some guys came in, while some left and I noticed a man in his 40’s browsing the shelves closer to me, whispering as if he wanted to say something to me but not openly. He and I even made the eye contact couple of time and exchanged the smiles as well. I thought that maybe he would like to. After dinner we sat drinking wine, with me trying to cheer her up. She still seemed down from breaking with Steve and I hoped that my good fortune in finding a man would not depress her even more, but I’d always shared my life with her because of what she did for me so, I suppose, she sort of expected me to tell her all about it. I started by telling her how I had teased him and explained everything to him, and his confusion. Then the sex. I told her everything he’d done to me and how wonderful.