” The next few days were sheer hell for me. All it was all day every day was Sharon and Daryl (and sometimes Tyrone) having phone conversations. Thi...s was the days before mobile phones so it was landlines, and I could see Daryl in his office obviously chatting to my wife, and he would close the blind when it was obviously getting saucy. One night we went out, the three of us, and I had to walk behind, as they walked hand in hand down the street. They were like young lovers. I was just so. His tongue was making love to me and his thumb still rubbing my clit not only the thing, also his nose teased me by sniffing my clit while he licked my vagina.I moaned and breathed heavily and asked him to stop teasing me and penetrate.I was enjoying my requests and made me crave for him more. Finally, he answered my plea and stopped teasing to penetrate but exactly at the point when I was going to have my orgasm.I got more teased and vulnerable. He enjoyed my misery and kissed me on my lips. " That sounds like fun, D. Now that you and Mom are taken care of, I'm going to have to find a place for my brother and sister. Both men have lost their jobs, and times are tough up in Cincinnati. Both men are office guys with little manual labor experience. My brother was raised on a farm, but wasn't that interested in farming. If you hear of someone that might need a good field salesman, my brother is the man. Keep your ears open."D nodded his head as he told me, "I might have a lead for him.. “He’s still showering. He was in there when I was leaving,” my brother affirmed Amalie. “Oh my god, you’re so fucking bad.”This was the first time I ever heard Amalie curse. Was she trying to get me to cum again?“Yeah, baby? You like your bad fucking boy?” my brother said in a less-than-sensual way that, at least to me, was a bit of a turn-off.“Yeah, baby! I like my big bad boy!”“Mhmm, that’s right, baby. Bend over for this bad boy.”“Ooo-mmm yeah, baby. You gonna fuck me in the bathhouse,.