Apologize

You know he must be disappointed that you made him lose. "I'm sorry for not holding out longer. I promise I'll get better."

He looks at you as if he were surprised at what you said. He was actually speechless for about a whole minute. "Wait here for a second," he walks out of the room and then quickly comes back with your clothes. "I'm sorry for putting you through that. I should never have expected that much from you. I'm the one who should be sorry."

You stutter as you gratefully take your clothes back from him. "No… No, you should. I said I would be anything for you and I…" He cuts you off with a passionate kiss, pressing you back into the bed before you could finish. You both kiss for the first time in blissful passion.

Your life after that moment wasn't that bad. Despite all of his failures, your brother actually treated you well. You, of course, gave birth to his daughter nine months after this incident, but he never treated you like he treated you on that day on conceived her again.

You both kept separate apartments, but he allowed you to live with him within a week after his daughter's conception. He even allowed your father's daughter to move in with you. However, you can assume that it was more for selfish reasons. As it appears, he wants your father to have as little contact with you as possible, which, of course, doesn't bother you at all. However, He wanted you around him at all times, which includes at work, yet he did not make you work ever again. While you were at the office, you were untouchable for everyone but him; as a result, you could walk around like you owned the place, and occasionally, you proudly did. You often heard your father pleading with your brother/husband for another month with you; however, your brother shot down all his offers, no matter how lucrative they were. After which, he would come running back into his office, and you would both spend the next couple of hours fucking like animals on every flat service you could find. After you both were finished, you would proudly walk around the officer completely naked, leaving a trail of your brother's cum wherever you went. He always said you didn't have to, but you insisted that you were doing it because you wanted to. In fact, you love watching your father strain from the sight of a naked woman that he wanted but could not have. You were your brother's only, and you both loved letting your father know that.

During the first year, you did not see much of your younger sister or the rest of your extended family, except your father and your mother, who came into the office occasionally to have sex with your father while your brother was busy with you. Noticing how much it bothered you, your brother came up with a lie. He told everyone that you had gotten knocked up twice on your' world travels,' and your father would no longer pay for you to be a slut in every country. As a result, you moved, and your two kids moved into his small spare bedroom until you got your life together. Of course, you never got your life together, and you never spent any actual time in that bedroom. You were too busy most nights on your back, naked with your legs spread, and having your brother pound you out on his bed to spend any time in that room. His lie did change the way the rest of the family treated you, but at least you were allowed around them with your children.

THE END?