Your little brother wants your wife

“Thanks for letting my girl borrow your swimsuit,” your little brother says to your life, “even though it looks better on you.”

That’s definitely not true. Your brother’s wife looks incredible in that too tight top. The overspill of her soft big boobs is the sexiest thing you’ve ever seen in person.

Your wife splashes at your brother, “Oh stop. I’m way too old to look good in a two-piece.”

Your sister says, “Since the kids, I do not want anyone seeing my stomach. I’m shocked you even have a bikini.”

Your wife smiles. It is definitely uncharacteristic of your conservative wife to have clothing that would show off her body, even if the bikini is modest by modern standards. “I was feeling frisky when I bought it. I knew I’d never wear it. Just felt hot to own and pack.”

Your wife has tried lingerie once. On your honeymoon. You were so horny. You didn’t take the time to appreciate it. You immediately stripped it off her and fucked. She took it that you didn’t care and it wasn’t worth the effort; you fucked up without knowing it.

“Feel confident in your body girl,” your sister cheers, “I agree with my little brother. You got a rocking booty. Flaunt it.”

Your wife blushes, “My own husband doesn’t even show that much attention to my butt.”

Your sister-in-law has finally made you realize. You’re a boob guy. You’ll take big hanging titties over an oversized rump any day of the week. You can’t take your eyes off the water that’s waving over your sister-in-law’s cleavage. Those tits have you hooked; you don’t even realize they’re talking about your wife’s butt.

Your little brother says, “Like I said my older brother doesn’t understand what he has. I’d eat your ass every night if we were married.”

Your wife sprays wine from her mouth. The mist coats your face. Even his own wife is shocked, “Babe! That’s nasty!”

“I’m just telling the truth!” Your brother says, not backing now.

Your wife catches her breath, “I’m not sure how I feel about that. No one has ever done it before.”

“All you have to do is ask,” your little brother says confidently. Boldly hitting on your wife while she sits next to you. You don’t care. Your head bobs with the big tits in the water. That’s all you see that’s all you want.

His own wife notices, “Seriously? We just got married last week and you’re already hitting on other women in front of me?”

Your brother shrugs, “It’s all fun. My brother’s wife would never cheat.”

That statement pisses off his wife. She pushes up from the water. The water pulls down the too small top. You catch a glimpse of her nipple before she storms off.

Your brother just keeps repeating, “Babe. Babe. Babe.” Over and over. It doesn’t stop her. It doesn’t help.

You stand up, “I’ll go explain to her that she has nothing to worry about with my wife.”

You know that’s not the problem. It’s her husband’s callus ways. You just want a closer look at dem titties.

You get out of the hot tub. You ignore your little brother siding up to your wife in the hot tub, replacing you. Fine, he can take your conservative wife and her ass, as long as you get those fat titties to suck on.

You leave the deck and follow your sister-in-law inside.