Sure of themselves, certain of their manhood, all seemingly without being the slightest bit arrogant. They project ... something I can't quite put my ...inger on, and they all have multiple wives. But the wives seem to be happy. More than just happy, but they're sure of themselves, too, just like the men. How can a woman be sure of herself when her husband has other wives?Her plate was empty before she realized it, and the Matthews had begun passing several delicious-looking desserts around the. That other exercise is for my soul." Mine too, guy," she said. "You drive."I knew WHY I was driving. After she buckled in, she wiggled around and started gathering her hair into two miniscule pigtails, one just behind each ear, her fix for 'I can't stand my hair on my neck when I'm sweating.'When she finished, she turned to me with a huge grin. "There! Now I can exercise, and I'll know the whole time that you're lusting after me extra much." You know waaay too much about me, cutie," I said."I. Even I didn’t know what to do next.I opened my eyes, looked toward my brother, and acted as if nothing happened. And then I asked my brother what was he doing in my room to which he replied he was searching for his bike keys.I was so dumb and I regretted opening my eyes. I wanted my brother to do more as I was liking every touch of him.He then went out of my room. I could not resist, I opened my panty, closed my eyes and started to rub my pussy. I got so involved in it. I was inserting my. That was all the encouragement he needed. He let go of my hand and started kissing his way past my breasts, over my belly and then positioned himself between my thighs. He kissed the inside of my leg and rubbed my pussy through the satin at first, his caress getting firmer until he pulled my panties aside and rubbed by clit. I gasped, taking deep breaths as I let all of my inhibitions go. Here was a man whom I'd only met a few hours earlier, in my bed, about to do what my ex, and only lover at.