“If anyone could, it can only be you sir”, he replied humbly.“You are totally flirting with me to get my business,” Savita announced with a sp...rk in her eyes. Her breathing was deep.“Nah”, he laughed lightly. “I am flirting with you because I find you ravishing”. He spoke softly near her ears. His voice sent jitters down her body and her pussy reacted.“See..”, he took his phone out and touched and swiped on it hastily and showed the screen to her. “I have cleared my schedule for the rest of the. Whilst, I softly kissed you on the neck.You removed your bathrobe off your shoulders and shrugged it off revealing your body to me. Laying backdown you parted your legs.I got between your legs, kissed up the inside of your thighs. I took, in the sweet smell of your pussy. Your pussy dripped and glistened with your moisture. I flicked my tongue the length of your slit. Your body quivered as if pulses of electricity were coursing through your spine. Your nipples stood to attention like miniature. We had been married for seven years, and Helen was still acting as babysitter. We never did find out much about how it happened because Janice and I were at work when Janice fielded a phone call. She let out a scream that could be heard all over the shop. Everybody who could dropped what he was doing and rushed into the office to investigate. Janice blubbered something about our house being on fire, so I grabbed her up and ran to our car. I had no idea that I could get away with driving so. I desired to be beat. I was a fag and fags deserved to be beat. It wasn’t just that I was a fag that made me despise myself it was that I lusted after my own brother.“Don’t fucking piss me off,” Randy yelled, “Nobody fucking beats up my little brother! Nobody! Now you tell me who the fuck did this to you!”I shook my head again as the tears fell from my eyes. I was determined not to tell. I knew that Randy’s rage was a manifestation of his love for me but I wasn’t going to let him beat up.