...he was sorry ...oh god no...He had meant to be there but.......I have broken down and will not get finished in time today. .....A wave of relief wa...shed over me, and I sat down hard. I was so elated. I sent ‘ok’ nothing more just that. Sometime later I began to wonder if it was just a ruse, and a put off, so I spent the night on edge wondering, I was up before Jack and saw him off, a nice fine day, an early breakfast did little for my already nervy mental state, so when the phone began to. I move up behind her. She’s heartachingly beautiful. Just like her daughter.“You look like a naughty girl.” I tell her. My hand rubbing her cute freckles ass.“That’s what you want, isn’t it?” She looks so erotic looking back at me. Brushing her long, red hair aside. Loose now, usually she keeps it in one long braid. “You want a naughty wife, don’t you? A ... a whore.” She smiles at me.With a WHAP! I smack her ass, her body tensing with the shock. “Naughty, Naughty wife.” I taunt. She gasps in. “Finger fuck me Buffy!” Ethan complies instantly. One hand grips my hip while he fills my pussy with his three fingers again and begins to hammer them into me. I love his rougher handling as his arm pumps his hand against my mound. His palm slaps my thigh while his fingers plunge into my squelching cunt. Fuck, I’m going to cum in a minute. I cry out with pleasure and call his name as he brings me to an intense orgasm. I squirt and feel the juice drip down my legs and onto the sheets beneath me.. If something happens, it happens."That wasn't what I expected. It made sense, that's how Rick and I treated things. I'd already gone over the consequences, at least as I understood them. He was my brother, and it was really uncomfortable doing it with him, but he had a point, the same one I was making: something like this was going to happen again, and it might not be just a blow-job.When I looked at it that way, there was only one thing to do, get it out of the way."That's not half-bad," I.