--I then asked her if being my brother's bitch was what she really wanted. Even though he wasn't an officer and she would be officially a barracks bit...ch. Not that I thought she would actually choose such a life for herself even if it meant being with the man she loved. Yet I forgotten my own experience with Kathleen. So the enthusiasm she showed as she answered my question surprised me.-- "Yes Master I want be his bitch more than anything. As long as I'm your brother's bitch it doesn't matter. She hung on as long as she could. I was devastated when she passed. Dee took care of everything for me. My wife was only thirty when she died. A year older than me. I took a leave of absence from work and just sat staring at the TV all day and night. I barely slept and I only ate when Dee came over and force fed me. Whenever she tried to talk to me about my life, I just broke down and cried. About a month after...Dee came over and forced me to shower. She yelled how she hated the. Mark pushed the button on the visor remote and the garage door opened and we pulled in. Mark opened the door for me and took my hand, leading me up the three steps to the door into his home. Walking into Mark's home, the first thing I noticed was how large it is and how well decorated it was. Mark had excellent taste. He took me into the living room and we sat on the large leather couch. The drive back to his place gave me a chance to regroup a little and cool down. Mark's pinning me against. A really sweet girly type kiss.We went into his BR. He knew he was getting pussy tonight.My pussy. I knew that I was getting cock tonight. His cock. He handed me a hangar so I slowly teased him as I removed my dress.I stood before him in my black bra panties panty hose and a garter belt.He said”You are so pretty. I really like you and want you”"Me too huney." I helped him out of his pants and undies..I stared lovingly at his hard purple pink cock.I took him in my soft girly hand and stroked.