I might embarrass him so much he’s being too sacred to help me out with my own frustrations. I watched as my brother’s orgasm subsided and Sohail ...finally released his grip on his cock. The long, limp shaft glistened wetly with his sticky cum and even though it had lost most of it’s rigidity, I was impressed by it’s size. Sohail got a towel and wiped his splattered sperm from the the woman’s picture. Then he wiped his cock clean and pulled up his jeans. I waited till I saw he was zipping up. At twenty-eight I didn’tneed to wear a girdle yet. I turned sideways at themirror and ran my flattened palm down my tummy.Perfect, I thought.Running my hand down inside my panties, I scratched atthe matted hair. Farther down it felt a little sweaty,so I removed the panties and went back to the bed. Ilay down on my back with legs spread and my knees up inthe air, letting it all air out.It itched down there, and absently I ran a finger downalong the lips slightly parting them. I must have. Jess had gone back to work, which was good for her. Unfortunately it was not so good for me. I had forgotten how sexy she was in her work clothes. The pencil skirts and crisp, starched blouses. The slacks that fit every curve of her sexy ass. And the evenings were even worse. When she got home, she would usually change out of her work clothes into shorts, yoga pants, or tight jeans. Little tank tops or a tee shirt, sometimes without a bra. Between that and the memory of Jessica in her bedroom. Reluctant to supersede people’s free will, their agency, their autonomy. He was too much of a nice guy about it and he wished that he wasn’t toward the end, “Well, for one thing, having Manfred Schultz, Attorney-At-Law, on our team will help a lot for any of our ... legal needs. For another, he’s family. He’s your father, the only real father that you knew growing up, the one who stuck around and raised you, unlike Barry fucking March! He might have hang-ups, but we can push past them ... and.