”“We aren’t going to do anything for real,” she said, enjoying my tightness. “We’re just fooling around.”“Are we?” I asked again, to...o stunned to put more than a few words together.“Of course,” she said, stroking my clit. “Now ... why don’t you tell me how I should thank your brother?”There was a long silence, as Emily masterfully toyed with me. She knew exactly how to turn me on; slowly, savagely, mercilessly.Finally, I relented.“You should go into his room,” I rasped, “and show him the body. Ignoring a shiver of humiliation, I did the same to my right breast and then pulled and lifted each nipple in turn to tuck the bra cups underneath to make them as presentable as possible. Push your chest out, be proud of what you have, Josie.’ I did as I was told, and blushed as I felt my exposed breasts studied by lust-filled eyes. I then drew in a breath of horror as she reached out and softly stroke each breast feeling the weight of each one before drawing red-lacquered nails over the. ’ ‘Want to wrestle?’ She thought about that and gave me a giant push to the bed. We really went at it, landing blows everywhere, calling vile names, and saying what lousy lovers we were. Exhausted, we lay back laughing and looked up at Sheila, with plates in her hands. ‘That’s a hell of a way to celebrate getting engaged, but I guess it takes all types. Here is your breakfast.’ Amy was fixed up. She couldn’t stop smiling. She pulled Sheila’s hair and asked about the sex I provided. Sheila. No answer. I followed the music to see if she was there, as I came into the room she was sitting in a chair sorting some kind of paperwork stuff. Me being the prick I am and thinking it's funny, I smacked the door and yelled hey! She about jumped to the ceiling. I laughed, apologized and told her I couldn't resist. So we walked toward the stairs that lead up to the bedroom. She got naked. We got on the bed and I asked her what does it for her? What does she enjoy? That I want her to enjoy it.