I have had such a good time. One, post the events from new years eve. Two all this week following the interactions from the texting of my wife and brother. On our way home Monday my brother called to tell us his wife was mad at his excessive drinking and fun so she decided to go spend the week with her family to have fun. He was excited to have the week alone and made sure to tell us that he would not have to delete texting or find a private place to text. We were laughing at his excitement of a form of freedom. He was also making sure we were both OK with what transpired. He was bragging about having a private nudist club. My wife made sure to tell him that she owed him one. His response was a laughing, bring it. Hers, challenge accepted.
This started a texting war between them into monday night through Friday. Rather than go day by day and text by text of occurrences I will do my best to consolidate all in a sequence. First revelation was my brother texting her about experiences we had with our girlfriends naked swimming and boating. She asked why I never told her. I said, similar to her not recalling her experiences. I explained and she enjoyed my recollections. She was attempting to make good on her promise of getting him back but I had warned her that he was not easily embarrassed nor intimidated. Later in the week she was frustrated with her lack of progress and spammed him all the prop pictures. Again she did not get the response she was looking for. He found them funny and said he wished he could print and save them.
He also took this time to go over how his dick was positioned in each and that she must have spent a lot of time playing with it. Her response she thought would embarrass him had the opposite effect. She text him that she had handled his dick a hundred times trying to get the right positions. He text, damnit, you should have woke me up to watch. Again later in the week during a text session she was trying to make him feel bad about his playing with her nipple. His response, can I be honest. Hers, that would be nice. His, you won't be mad. Hers, what's done is done. He proceeded with a book of texting. Leaving out responses and consolidating his.
He text, I sort of planned it. He said, I was sitting there staring at your titties as you told your story. I was fixed on them. Every time you move they shook or bounced I loved it. They looked so soft and those hard pink nipples had me stuck. He added, my wife's sag and she has dark nipples, you've seen them. He said, I initially was getting wood on the fire to get a closer look till you grabbed me. When I put my arm over your shoulder I thought look how close my hand is to that tit. He continued that his thumb accidentally came in contact with the side of her tit several times and she did not react. So he started touching the side on purpose to the point he was rubbing not losing contact. He said, I was in heaven, it was so soft. Then I saw you point at my hand and he shrugged. No reaction to stop me so I continued.
He said, after a long time I wanted to touch your nipple. I excused the drink and made sure when I put my arm over your shoulders I adjusted so my thumb was over your nipple. I "accidently" touched it twice with no reaction. I placed it above your nipple and left it. No reaction. So I started slowly rubbing up and down. I was loving how soft it was and watching your nipple bending pop back straight. I saw you point at my hand again and he shrugged. After no reaction to stop me I continued till the end of thee story. He said his most difficult thing to try and conceal was him getting an erection but gave up on that quickly. Her responses were essentially that she thought he was too drunk to realize what he was doing.
When she had me read this she was not mad but frustrated that she got played. She even told him after, so I got played by you. He responded, no but your titty and nipple did. She just couldn't get the upper hand and it was frustrating her. I told her I warned her. Later he kept asking was there other pictures or touching. He would bring this up randomly in texting till Friday she finally responded that I had taken a few. He asked was she in the picture. She asked why he kept asking. He said, he was not sure he was awake or dreaming but he said he woke to what he thought was her over his lap. She was shocked. She avoided answering but said, really. Later he said, I thought I saw your husband taking a picture and later again. She continued to avoiding up till Friday noon. She called me at work panicked. She said, your brother can remember things. We discussed. He recalls her on his lap. He keeps asking if he was touching me. He even asked if he did more than just touching. Her panic was not the act. She did not want him to know she suggested it nor allowed it. I told her I would handle it and to say nothing. I also avoided his two calls.
I left work early Friday, got home around three o'clock. She wanted to know how I was going to handle this. I explained my thoughts. She was relieved and wanted to hear my conversation. We entered into my office at home. Called him on speaker saying I missed a few calls, what's up. He asked if I had talked to my wife. I said, not since last night. He started bringing me up to speed with his questions and her responses. I paused him and said, let me close my door. I told him I would answer him. He asked if I took pictures. I told him I did. I told him about two. I verified the one he thought he saw telling him it appears like he was spanking her. I then described another, the one she is between his legs holding his dick making a face. He kept saying I knew it about her on his lap. I explained that after she took the prop pictures we continued drinking till she was passing out. I woke and told her that I thought a few of her with him would be funny. I told him that I positioned her and told her what to do and she did it. I said I had a hard time keeping her awake.
He told me that he felt his legs moving and opened his eyes and swore he saw her ass over his lap and me standing in front but thought he had hallucinated. I assured him she was across his lap. He kept saying I thought it was all just a dream. He asked, did you wake me with me touching her. I acted vague, asking what do you mean. He said, I woke up to my arm and hand moving. I felt her hand on mine. She was moving my fingers over her pussy. Was that real. I said, yes. My wife is sitting across my desk wide eyed and hand over mouth. He shouted loudly, I KNEW IT. I knew it was happening I could feel it. I said, well after the two pictures she was passed out in her chair. I was looking at te pictures and thought, she touched your dick so many times for long periods of time I thought it was only fair. So I got her mostly awake and positioned her in a chair beside yours. I adjusted her and took your hand and put it on her pussy. He again shouted, I could feel it. He said, I thought I was dreaming but it was so real. I said, well it was real. He asked if I woke him. I said yes. He said, did I tell you, and I quote, "no I'm feeling some pussy". I said, you did some jumbled mumbling.
I told him, why don't you tell me what you remember and I'll fill in the blanks. He asked if I had told my wife. I said, not everything yet. He said, I remember her taking my finger and rubbing them all over her pussy for a long time. It was so soft I didn't want it to end. He said the next thing was her hand was gone and I was just touching, rubbing everything for a long time. He paused and said, I fingered her. A long pause. I said, yes. I told him I did not notice it at first. He interrupted and said, that's when you woke me again. I said, yes. He said, I told you , I'm finger deep. I said, you just mumbled again. He asked are you mad. He started to continue and I interrupted. I said, it's not your fault. It was mine. We talked. He described remembering feeling around her opening and it was so wet he slipped a fingertip in quickly followed by his full finger. He described it as wet and very hot. He said he was scared if he removed it he would wake up. He said after a long time he finally slowly removed it, feeling her pussy again before slowly pushing his finger in and out. He said, that's the last I remember. I told him that's was the end that I woke her and put her back in her chair to sleep and let you both sleep till the fire died. We then helped you inside.
We discussed events a few times. I kept having to tell him I did not know too many details because he had penetrated her well before I noticed. I had to tell him I did not see detailed what he was doing because he described some clit rubbing and wanted verification. After a few times he asked if I felt we crossed some lines. I said, well if we are talking about sex, I would say no that we were not unfaithful. I asked him. He said, according to his wife just seeing another person naked is unfaithful, much less everyone naked. He said, to be honest, these past few times together has made me feel closer to you both. He added that, so she's touched my dick and I've touched her pussy with extra touching. I just feel closer. I agreed. He asked, but how's she going to feel. I said, she has said the same thing and that the past visits she loves her time getting to know you again and recall how much fun you used to be. His response, I love her. He said, when you talk to her about this, tell her that. I asked what. He said, I truly and honestly love her. She's sitting there listening with tears in her eyes. He said, since we're being honest can I tell you something else. Sure. He said, I remember the walk back and playing with her tit and nipple. Also kissing her nipple. I said I'm going to tell her too. He laughed and said, I be waiting for her to get me back. We laughed.
She was really pleased with my story absolving her form all responsibility. They have texted and are in a good place with all. Both laying the bame on me.
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