.I didn't mean to....', I said as she leaned over me. Her hair smelled of her Lavender shampoo and was intoxicating. She lifted my ass and took off my... underwear, exposing my hard cock. Then she took my hand and said, ' It's ok honey. I'm glad you saw me doing that. Get up now. We're going to my room!'We were laying on her bed right next to each other. She reached behind her back, unsnapped her bra and took it off. Then she put one arm under my head and with her hand reached my right nipple and. You are my love mwwaaaahhh! After this, our chatting frequencies soared up to skyline levels. We just loved talking to each other, fondling through our words and hallucinating and sharing our feelings. We started talking for long hours at night, discussing about love, what all we will do together and all such things we had nurtured in our minds in these many years. Behind all this was a strong irony that we both refused to remember it again and again. The thing that we were blood-relatives and. The limo arrived and we loaded their luggage. All of us guys got some good kisses and watched our ladies leave for the big city. I'm sure the other guys were like me and hoped they would be safe.A little later at work, the drivers for the Winston Cup race day truck showed up to take off. They went over their inventory with Debbie and Deanne then loaded their suitcases and their wives. Deanne made them promise to get her autograph book filled up with all of the famous drivers, crew chiefs, and. For the first time in my life, someone made love to me. Someone was enamored with me. When you overlooked the antagonistic and self-serving persona, Patrick was amazing. Endearing. Beloved. Could I regret experiencing all that? Tasting him? Feeling him inside me? Seeing him watch me with such strangely devoted eyes?Remembering a question I asked myself not long ago, though it seemed like years before, I wondered again how long ago I’d started wanting him. The whole affair had exploded so.