Well I do everything to keep from laughing, I mean really if your going to make something up make it believable. I tell her I’m sorry it can’t w...ait and the file I need should have been here first thing this morning. She’s obviously stalling as she twists a pen around her fingers, I can’t help but notice she keeps looking at her computer but she finally she says “okay I’ll see if I can rush it. Meet me here in an hour and I’ll do my best to have it waiting for you.” I tell her I’d be. I asked her the last time they talk, and she said it was a couple years ago on the internet. She had mentioned that she had sent him a couple pictures. I asked her what pictures she sent, and she said, “a couple of selfies and a nude pic,” she admitted with a smile. My heart stopped, and I felt a mixture of curiosity, jealousy, and turn on. Later that evening, I asked her to tell me how he was in bed. I asked if she still had feelings for him, she said just physical. "I married you sweetie,'. Just like, having a breeze making contact with a sweaty body - cooling and pleasant."Oh god ... what are you doing to me?" she whispered.My eyes met hers as I continued to stimulate her without actually touching her. She looked at me and smiled then she closed her eyes to enjoy the sensations touching her body. I stopped blowing, then my tongue came out and licked the outer perimeter of her pussy lips. First in one direction, before I reversed my track and licked in the other direction. I smelt. ....Jesus Michael U are killing me". Sara starts babbling incoherently, as she begins to come down from her sexual high. Sara's pussy is nothing more than a puddle of hot,sweet, sticky liquid pooling on the sheets just below her ass cheeks. I smile at her and Sara just gives me the look, with her eyes glazed over in lust, of pure satisfaction. When Sara finally comes back to her senses, she smiles and says; "Now it's your turn big brother". She pushes me off and on to my back, as she climbs.