Be a good brother and pat my bosom dry. Won’t you, now? Please?’ she purred. She was loving this. She felt so powerful. What his sister was saying...didn’t make any sense to Caleb. It was definitely wrong. But his brain was on sexual overload, and he really, really wanted to believe he had an excuse to ‘pat her dry.’ His heart was racing as he picked up a napkin from her lap, and gingerly started patting the wet spots leading down her neck. He followed the wet trail to her bra covered breast.. Leaning back, she unbuttoned more of her blouse, letting her beautiful boobies spill out. Jesus! I couldn't believe how round they were, with light brown areolae encompassing small, stiff, pointed nipples. If I could have sat up I would have buried myself in them, but as it was I just laid back, both witness and participant in the most erotic thing I've ever seen in my life. Minutes passed. Her boobs were bouncing up and down in time with her increased tempo and her eyes were closed now. . Hence I was generally stuck at home, all day with nothing much to do except wank off to porn on Slutload etc. It was on one of these days that I was wanking off but was abruptly interrupted by the doorbell ringing contiously, I answered grudgingly and was wondering why Seetha had not come to answer the door instead. I went over to her room behind the kitchen to see that she taking her regular afternoon nap. Only this time I noticed that her purple skirt was lifted all the way above her waist. When the knock finally came, I was genuinely startled, despite my anticipation of it. I counted to five and rumpled the covers over me, raising one knee to conceal the turgid, throbbing lump I was wearing, and said, "yes?"Denise poked her head in the door, and said, of all things, "are you decent?"I couldn't resist, and, in my best innuendo, said, "never decent, but at least I'm under the covers."She actually giggled, and crept in. "Sorry to bother you, Jase ... I couldn't sleep, and was doing.