Secret Affairs and Forbidden Desire: A Tale of Sisterly Love and Taboo Passion I have fucked my husbands brother almost as long as I have my husband. They look alike but couldn't be more different. My husband was the life of the party , everyone adored him and he loved the attention. A little too much. I'd struggled with affairs our whole relationship. Which is why His little brother Nick was the love of my life. Growing up he was the angry one. The black sheep of the family. The one no one understood. Except a few . One of them I was proud to say was me. I'll start writing from the beginning eventually , but first I want to tell my favorite time. It was a Saturday in June. The heat wasn't unbearable, just enough to want to stay in the shade and leave everyone's skin shining from being on the verge of sweat. Nick picked us up for the graduation party. We only lived twenty minutes away from the party but I was the designated driver . He looked great as always. While my husband came out in a t shirt and jean shorts, Nick was dressed casually but wore the shirt I d just bought him. Kinda secret code for our secret life. He smelled good, I didn't drive there. But I got in the car and inhaled the smell of his cologne and the leather seats of his Mercedes. That alone got me hot. I could tell my nipples were hard and visible through my thin shirt. The party was long. There was the usual barbecue and salsa dancing , and of course the beer flowed like water. Everyone had a good time. Except me. I wouldn't say I was a party pooper. I just hate being the responsible one of the household . While my husband Alejandro could drink and not have a care in the world, I was the one always there to keep him out of trouble . I'd taken my kids home hours ago. They knew the scene all too well. …the next moment changed everything
