||[Wednesday. September, 2006|07:16 pm]
Where fetish meets faery tales...
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I use to fantasize about being with my brother-in-law. I dreamt about taking him by surprise in his bedroom while the rest of his family was downstairs watching tv. I could see his reation in my head and it made me feel so wet.
The best part of the fantasy was, what would have happened if it actually happened? Would we look at eachother across the dinner table and see in eachothers eyes what we and we only knew? The secret of it all makes it sexy.
I once woke up to find him looking at me in bed with his brother. My husband was sleeping, but I was awake and my breasts were bared. He stared at me for some time, while I pretended to be asleep. That was the start of my fantasy.