She felt happy for him—sort of. A part of Paulette wished it could have been her. She shook her head as she pulled from her desk a large photo of t...hem together, taken at the prom. He looked so handsome in his tux, with those strong, manly features that drove the girls wild. And she had to admit in hindsight that the girl next to him deserved him, complimented his masculine appeal with special looks of her own, her long hair parted in the middle topped with a large bow—she looked adorable. Her. They all forced her to forget the issue and adjust. Deepak knew his relationship with Neema was over. He had however begged and convinced Neema to still share the room and bed with him.This was so that everybody, including their son, would think nothing is wrong between them. She was hurt and lost, and that is when she found a lifesaver in her son. Arun was never really close with his mother, and they hardly ever shared their problems.But seeing his mother upset, he made the effort to cheer her. ‘Not a problem. It’s my pleasure,’ he shut his laptop and put it away. His eyes instantly ran the length of my figure, taking in everything from my strappy red heels, knee length white socks and tanned legs, through my skimpy school uniform, all the way to the sexy look I had waiting on my face. I slinked over to his desk and walked around to where he was sitting. His chair rolled back far enough to allow me to place myself directly in front of him. My ass found the desk as I lifted my right. It was my oldest brother, Michael, now nineteen, who I teased the most, once even dropping the towel (not the one wound around my head, either) and taking my time picking it back up to simply hold in front of me as we talked. Then, I turned and left his room as, I'm sure he ogled my bare butt just as I wanted.I went right to my room and masturbated through two orgasms. He probably did, too.Each time I did show myself to one of my brothers, it emboldened me even more.I had a small mole under my.