She came near the baby and started humming as if to try and sleep the kid. But that dint work. Then she said he must be hungry and asked me whether I ...could get her night gown from the bath. I said sure and went to the bathroom.There I found her gown along with her bra and panties. My hands started shivering as I touched her undergarments. They were so warm, that I knew she was wearing them from the morning. I could smell sweat on them. That drove me crazy. Somehow I managed to be in control and. At that exact moment, I felt a slap on my bare butt, then a giggle.Over the next thirty to forty minutes, everything started feeling better and relaxed again, with both my knees and my back popped as well. And my toes have never felt so nice and tingly.“How are you doing over there, Claire-Bear?” I asked.“Your mother has been making my back and legs feel so good, I may request her in the future - If it’s OK with you, Charles?”“This kind of reminds me of that night we had those massage. Her dress now sat heaped on the floor and she smiled devilishly at me as she climbed onto the couch on her knees, her back facing me, waiting. What a little Nymph! So there she was, thighs set apart, hands braced on the back of the couch, staring back at me giggling while she waited. I was transfixed, frozen. I stood there, nude as the day I was born, hard enough to cut diamonds, and I stared. It felt like hours but must have been only minutes because she was clearing her throat to get my out. The thing I've been ashamed to admit, until now, is that my big brother Alex and I have been secret lovers.The first time he and I took the bold move from innocent kisses, groping or the occasional dirty exchange of our pent up emotions with suggestive chat was when I was 14 and Alex 15. He had come home from a baseball game he pitched in. I remember having feelings for him, as he was a cute boy. I used to love seeing him in his baseball gear. I didn't know better that sisters aren't supposed.