On the up side, I wouldn’t be tempted to break the conditions of my housing contract. Right?On the downside, I still couldn’t help but drool over ...ric even if, though he was totally my type, I didn’t even have the right parts to be his.I groaned to myself remembering all the times Eric didn’t bother to put a shirt on before wandering into the living area. All those chiseled ridges and edges that made up his hard abdomen and defined pecs made me want to lick him all over. I had to remind myself. My wife, Smriti was in the final stages of delivery and I had to drop her at her parent’s house as this was her first delivery. Traditionally, the first delivery always happens in the mothers place in our community.This day I was having plenty of business and came home late. It was the turn of Smriti (my brother’s wife) to serve us the food. I was late, and my dad had a lot of visitors and hence my brother’s wife was very very tired. When I came home, I was very hungry and went straight to the. As I can't stand the stuff I initially backed out but was talked into going as the designated driver for the group. I am well into my wines so it would provide me with an opportunity to appraise their stock. It was also promised that we would attend the next wine tasting and John himself would drive. Knowing his love of Claret I told him I'd believe it when I saw it.The following Friday saw all four directors at the vintners awaiting the start of the whisky tasting. Well at least the other. THIS IS INTENDED TO ONLY PEOPLE WHO ARE ABOVE 22 YEARS. THE FOLLOWING IS A FICTITIOUS STORY AND CONSISTS OF EXPLICITLY INCESTUOUS STORY. ANY PERSON WHO IS SENSITIVE TO FAMILY RELATIONS AND BELIEVE IN MORALS DO NOT READ THIS. KEEP AWAY.THE READERS WHO ARE READING THIS SHOULD READ THIS AT THEIR OWN RISK. NEITHER THE AUTHOR NOR THE PUBLISHERS WILL BE RESPONSIBLE FOR ANYONE AND ANYTHINGThis is the story which I wrote long back under the name of chandu4mom and published here in this site with title.