My brother, Tom, worked with my husband. They were
friends before I ever got married, always meeting after
work and having a couple of beers. As a matter of fact,
it was through Tom that I had met Doug. As time
progressed, it seemed that the two of them were
inseparable. In fact, Tom often spent the night, with
the two of them going to work together the next
morning, sharing the same car.
I came home from work one day, exhausted from a day
dealing with dumb customers and stupid supervisors. I
needed a shower very badly. I passed by the bathroom
and heard the shower running. I opened the bathroom
door and took off my clothes, intending to surprise my
husband in the shower. Through the frosted glass door,
I could see his fleshy form, and could even make out
the dark patch of his pubic hair.
I opened the shower door, and there stood my brother,
Tom, naked, his hard cock jutting straight out. His
hands moved down immediately to cover his cock, and
then he noticed that I was stark naked. His eyes went
to breasts, then my pussy. I didn’t cover myself, and
he uncovered his hard cock. I just stood there, dumbly,
staring at him. It was a surprise to find my brother
jacking off in the shower, I suppose, and it kind of
turned me on, too.