Confession Chapter 3

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Chapter Three. I was cleaning out my closet again, yes I was that bored, when I came across the camera my husband had bought me after I mentioned it would be good to be able to take photos that weren’t just on our mobile phones, when we were on our last family holiday. Instead of buying a cheap point and shoot type camera though he went and got me a DSLR. Now I’m not complaining, it was a very generous gift and I appreciate it but I had no idea how to use it properly. My brother, however, was quite a good photographer. I had spoken to him about it once before and he said he would be happy to teach me what he could, but he too was a busy worker and also lived two states away. I spoke regularly with my brother over Skype but being that it was usually in the evening, he was generally with his wife and my husband and kids always wanted to talk too. As a result, it was difficult to spend time having a good discussion about anything. I decided that rediscovering the camera was a sign and that it was time to learn a new skill. On a whim, I sent my brother a text message asking if I could pick his brain about the camera next time we spoke and when would he next be available to talk. I didn’t expect a response until later in the day so when my phone buzzed a couple of minutes later I was surprised to see a response from him. “As it turns out, today is your lucky day. I have had a change at work and my roster now has me doing day and night shifts so I am quite often home during the day. Today is one of those days, I can talk right now, if you want.” I couldn’t help but smile at the convenience. It seems the universe wanted me to do this. “Sweet. That was lucky timing. Give me five minutes to get the computer running, I’ll talk to you soon.” I felt excited for the first time in ages. I always enjoyed talking to my brother but this was different. I was excited to be learning something and to be honest, it was nice knowing I was going to be having him to myself for a change. Not that I minded my husband or kids talking to him but it was just nice to know I wouldn’t have to share or be constantly interrupted. I made myself a cup of coffee and fired up the computer. I made sure çapa escort I had everything I would need in front of me and then hit the Skype icon. The familiar sound of Skype opening up chimed as I settled into my chair and seconds later, there he was. He had a big smile on his face and he was looking more relaxed than I had seen him in ages, which just served to remind me that he had looked stressed and tired for so long that I was used to seeing him that way as his normal self. “Hi there, sis. You’re looking good today.” The compliment made me feel surprisingly nice. Wow has it really been that long since someone paid me a compliment? “Looking good yourself, Ben. Nice to see you smiling.” “It’s amazing what a day or two off to yourself will do for you.” “Oh I’m sorry, I hope I’m not interrupting anything.” “No, I was just watching some videos online.” “Okay, isn’t Cindy home?” Ben laughed then gave me a very cheeky look that I hadn’t seen since he was a teenager. “If she was I wouldn’t be watching these videos.” It took me a few moments to understand what he meant and it must have been obvious when I went bright red because he laughed again. I couldn’t believe he had just more or less told me he was watching porn. I was so embarrassed but I couldn’t deny that I was somewhat curious as to what he was watching. I knew my husband had watched it before and I wasn’t under any illusions about my son, but it was something that I had just never really looked at but suddenly I was curious. What was it that my brother had been watching? What was even stranger was the way it made me feel when I thought about him watching it. If someone had asked me how I would feel about it if my brother put me in this position I would probably have said angry, upset, embarrassed and disappointed but I knew that is just how society would expect me to react. The reality was surprisingly different. At first, I went bright red, I could feel it as much as see it and when he started laughing I knew he had got exactly the reaction he had been hoping for. The absurdity of thinking about my brother masturbating then gave me the giggles too. fındıkzade escort Soon we were both laughing and the embarrassment went away as quickly as it arrived. “Well I really am sorry to have interrupted you then; should I let you get back to it?” I laid the sarcasm on as thick as I could to try and hide some of the awkwardness but he just laughed. “Who says I’ve stopped?” I couldn’t believe how shameless he was being but what was more unbelievable was how my body was reacting to it. I could feel my heart rate increase and my nipples and pussy were tingling. I knew I was blushing again and a quick glance at my own image on the screen showed the proof of that. It was hard to tell if he was just joking to rile me up or if he was being serious and getting off on my reaction to the fact that I was now imagining my brother masturbating. “Ah, I always enjoyed making you blush, sis.” “Yes, well, you’re a menace, but I have to admit that it’s good to see you in a good mood, even if it is at my expense.” I knew I had to change the subject now because when he got started he could be relentless when it came to teasing me. I had all but forgotten he had this playful side to him it had been so long since I had seen it. In some ways I missed this side to him, it reminded me of our childhood. “I see you’ve finally dragged your camera out and dusted it off.” I breathed a sigh of relief as he turned the conversation back to what I wanted to talk to him about. “Yeah, with the kids out most of the time and Geoff at work I decided it’s time I did something for myself and you did offer to teach me.” “Happy to, sis.” He asked me a few questions about the camera and I relaxed again as we went through the ins and outs of it and how to use it. He sent me a number of links for online tutorials that I would check out later. Curiously though, I couldn’t help but notice that the whole time we were talking his right hand never came up into view and I could see a rhythm to the slight movement of his shoulder, which I hadn’t noticed before but now I was becoming distracted by it. Surely he wasn’t stroking his cock while he aksaray escort sat here talking to me. Nobody did that sort of thing, did they? Was he joking before or was he actually doing it? I couldn’t just out and ask him but to be honest, I really wanted to know. I realized after a few moments that neither of us had said anything for a bit and it was obvious I was staring. When I looked up into his eyes he had that cheeky grin again. It was bad enough I had been caught staring but I realized I was biting my bottom lip too. I was on the verge of disconnecting I was so uncomfortable. The strange thing is, it was more because of how I was reacting than what he was possibly doing that made me uncomfortable. I would never have believed I actually wanted to see Ben doing this but my body was definitely suggesting that I did. “So what type of photography do you want to get into, sis?” Again he saved me from the awkward silence. He didn’t say anything about it but he did have that smug look on his face that said he knew what I was thinking about. I tried to keep my focus on the conversation but I just kept being drawn back to that rhythmic motion and my body was responding big time. I couldn’t believe my own brother was being so blatant and dirty and a part of me wanted to yell at him and tell him to stop. The problem was my pussy was absolutely soaked and a part of me that I didn’t even know existed wanted to tell him to stand up so I could actually watch him stroking his cock. These thoughts both embarrassed and shamed me, but at the same time, it was just about driving me crazy. “I don’t really know, I haven’t thought that far ahead yet. Why?” “Well, I’ve been doing some portraits lately and I think you would be great at it. You are good with people and that’s a skill you definitely need to do portraits.” “Oh, I don’t know about doing portraits. I’ve got a lot to learn before I would be ready to do that.” “Once you learn the equipment it comes down to people skills and understanding light. Do you want to see some of my latest works?” “Yeah, sure.” I was genuinely interested in what he was doing and it was odd that I hadn’t really seen many portraits he had done because he was usually pretty quick to share his work on social media. He sent through a couple of files and when I opened them I understood why I hadn’t seen them. The work was really beautiful and the play of light over the models was amazing but they were all really quite raunchy. The graphic nature of them was a little confronting.

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