We had the same friends, had the same hangout, had about the same homework. One night, as we were sleeping in the same bed, I was just lying therehalf... dozing, half thinking of my boyfriend at the time. My brother was facing away from me breathing deeply in a good sleep. I was 14 and he was 13. He had on his usual boxers and I had on my tshirt and panties. I felt the bed move as he turned over to face me, as I had my back to him. I felt his arm come over my side and I moved mine so that it was. “Excuse me.” Dan felt a tap on his shoulder. He looked up to see one of the women who licked Wendy’s pussy. “Adrian is about to fuck your wife and she wants you to watch.”“I’m his wife too,” Holly said as Dan sat up. He did up his pants and convinced Holly to remain topless.She and Dan moved to their table, meeting a very aroused Wendy. They were surprised by him introducing Holly, also as his wife. Dan sat beside Wendy, Holly on his lap, the others looking at her bare tits.“Thank you, honey,. She was wearing no panties, revealing a magnificent pubic forest surrounding her quim. She made no attempt to pull her garment closed when she saw me gazing at her ‘forest’.“I gather from my wife that you were an art teacher.”“That’s correct. I taught classical art history at Cheltenham Ladies' College. And what line of business are you in, Mark?”“Computer graphics, although I originally studied fine art.”“Favourite artist?”“Caravaggio.”“Now you’re talking!” Madeline brightened and gave a. Our house was quite large, ok, it was fucking huge, with a long rolling garden that only ended where the beach began, dad had bought it when he and mum were first married, they'd struggled for years with the mortgage, but dad had fought his way to the very top in his company and he'd reaped the rewards, the house was long since paid for and he'd refused several offers from the borough council to buy back the only section of private beach on the whole sea front.It wasn't fenced off but only.