That usually happens when I take her out drinking at night. (I don't drink, by the way). Though that's slowed down.Ok, on with my story. About 2 month... ago, on a Thursday night, I went to bed early. I had worked alot of overtime and, because I work only 4 days a week,was looking forward to a long, quiet weekend. Just before one o'clock, my phone rang. When I answered it, it was Kim. She was crying hysterically and, because of that, was speaking incoherently. At first I was worried, I though. Mike was a serious cynic when it came to romance, having seen far too many military marriages crumble under the stresses of life. But he wanted to give his brother the benefit of the doubt, so he was dutifully coming to spend Christmas with the couple. He genuinely hoped that he would be able to truthfully bless their union at the end of the holiday. But, right now, he was stuck in an airport with a cute little redhead. And right now, she was worried abouthis fear of flying. Hell, he was. So, I was lying there getting excited, rubbing my cock on Jane’s arse. I decided to mention Peter.“Would you like to see it?” I said.“See what?”“Peter’s cock. I bet you have been thinking about it. It’s nice and long and gets very hard”“Well, I have to admit I can’t help thinking about it and feeling his cum splash on me. I can’t get it out of my mind, but I’d just be too embarrassed to watch him. He’s so young and we’ve known him since he was a baby.”“Well, he’s no baby now Jane. I have an. My cock seemed very happy to see her.“Come in” she invited me with a smile, and directed me to her sofa.I was still coming to terms with her transformation. I only knew her as a pious brahmin lady who wore simple sarees that covered her from head to toe, and occasional silk saree. I never imagined she housed such beautiful goods underneath.“You like my dress? I bought it last week” she said, holding it up like a model. I was shamelessly ogling at her navel, so I politely smiled and looked up at.