She nonchalantly said to me, as she resumed combing her hair, “My father left us with a riding lawnmower and a quad in the garage behind the house. ... I was hoping you would help me get them running. Do you know anything about them?”As I dried off with the towel, I told her, “A little bit, I suppose. I’ll be glad to take a look at them.” She acted like it was normal for us to be in the bathroom together, her in her underwear and me naked. I wrapped the towel around me and went into the. The mouth that kisses him goodnight.The blower on the furnace clicks off and is quiet again.She smiles briefly and murmurs something unintelligible. She is dreaming.Being careful to not awaken her, he moves slowly and methodically. He pulls the sheet down. Her breasts are perfect, beckoning him through thin material of her night bra. He tentatively reaches out and lightly brushes a nipple with the tip of his index finger. It rises to meet his touch.He pauses to listen to her breathing. . It was at this moment that the shit hit the fan as David froze dead in his tracks when he saw my wife emerge from behind the bedroom door. Seeing David standing near the bedroom entrance sporting a raging erection between his legs, a knowing expression instantly registered on my wife's face.Based on that, I could tell that my wife was now well aware of what had been going on. The cat is finally out of the bag. Fully expecting my wife to rush over and confront me, what she did next however, was. She was just so horny.“I never wanted to do that in front of anyone, never mind my brother. I don’t regret it though. It turned me on loads - the hardest orgasm I have ever had. God, you must think I’m such a weirdo, getting turned on for fingering myself in front of you.”I just kept letting her know it was not weird, and that I go turned on too.“I was turned on as well. I have been wanting to shag you for a year now, but I haven’t found a way to get in you. I was tempted to start jacking off.