Miracles... I'm on my way to my bedroom, I have to change my clothes, from that of a housewife to that of a young lady,

Miracles... I'm on my way to my bedroom, I have to change my clothes, from that of a housewife to that of a young lady, I get to the room, I'm probably not going to find anything suitable, the weather is strange, the cold of winter has not yet passed, but the sun is warming up. Today is the birthday of my nephews, my brother Mateo's twins, I will definitely wear pants, that's for sure, I always have to be everywhere taking care of children. I undress completely and continue looking for clothes, I like to feel free and one of those ways is to walk naked through my bedroom with the lock on, I find in my mess a pair of green checkered pants, on top I look for a white shirt with lace and frills, it is tight and that takes away the romance of the garment and for warmth I find a little dull green denim jacket, the underwear has to be white, because of the shirt, of course I must first find, the disorder in my bedroom is becoming a problem, Finally there they are next to a basket, my thong is beautiful, pure lace and her matching bra is poetry. I walk in front of the closet mirror, like this, naked. I look at myself. I don't usually do it. But I like what I see, in front of me is a woman with big green eyes, with a small and somewhat upturned nose, a pink mouth with thick lips, with dark skin, her face framed in wavy black hair. My breasts are medium-sized, proud with a large, dark nipple, my waist is very normal, I am not a stick, my hips are wide and somewhat plump, my sex is firm and seductive, I love that it is shaved, and my legs are firm, since nothing is perfect I would love to be tall, my meter and a half bothers me especially when my brothers are tall. I look at myself again from top to bottom, I'm not bad, my reflection smiles at me, it's a secret only mine that I like lingerie, on trips to the city I take advantage and buy and waxing accompanies it. I get dressed quickly, I wasted a lot of time, I take my bag and go down to the living room. Sorry for the delay. My brothers were waiting for me impatiently, as always. Pablo smiled at me conciliatory. Aliro shrugged, grabbing his jacket and the keys to the truck. The three of us got on, the two of them in front and me in the back. They led the conversation, the landscape seemed better to me, since that stormy night it's been difficult for me to have the same relationship I had with Ali, he was always grumpy but kind and affectionate with his little sister and since that time the one who changed was me, I can't forget his kisses and practically every night I dream about him, I can't help it and it's not that I like doing it. We arrived early in the town and at Mateo's house, friends and family were waiting for us, after the courtesy greetings I went straight to my nephews, I hugged them and congratulated them on their fourth birthday, I told them that their gifts were in the truck and that we should go get them, from that moment on I didn't leave them, when the little guests had left and we were just the family I offered to make them take a nap, they all liked the idea. The three of us arrived at their bedroom but since they wanted me to sleep with the two of them, we better went to my brother and Carolina's room, I laid them on the bed, to be more comfortable I took off my jacket and unbuttoned a few buttons on my shirt and lay down in the middle of them. Once upon a time... I began to wake up, I felt the breathing of the children next to me and I also felt something else as I opened my eyes. Aliro was standing at the foot of the bed, looking at me intensely. I greeted him and it was like he came out of a stupor. Hello...(answered) I fell asleep. Yes, I came to look for you so we could all have a drink together and then go home. He didn't stop looking at me, yes I did the same, I had the children attached to me on each side and both had their little hands holding on to the shirt that opened enough to reveal my white bra and since it was made of lace you could also see my nipple, which when I realized it grew without any choice, the shirt had also risen and revealed my hips and the thin string of the thong on them. Curse. I tried to stop on the spot, but having the children didn't allow me. Brother can you help me? Oh...yeah, sure. I slowly took out my arms so as not to wake the twins and stretched them out to my brother so he could pull me, he did so and I remained kneeling in the middle of the bed. He approached and slowly adjusted my shirt underneath, brushing my hips. Then, he looked into my eyes and without taking my eyes off them, he closed each of the buttons on the shirt. I felt how his hands were shivering and how they lightly touched my breasts. He never stopped looking at my eyes in the process, my stomach contracted in a thousand sensations, when I finished with the last button. He walked away telling me... Now you can get out of bed alone, I'll wait for you in the living room with the others. I couldn't respond, my voice didn't come out. I got out of bed and put the jacket back on, I should never have taken it off, I sat on the corner of the bed without knowing what to do, the other time the kiss I know was a product of the fever, but now... Finally I went to the living room, everyone was there, my sister-in-law quickly approaches and hands me a glass of red wine, the one I like. They quickly propose a toast now that we were all there, I take a sip of the liquid and then another and then I simply finish the glass. The little one is thirsty. Mateo pours him another drink. (Pablo jokes) What's wrong, if she's pale it's to recover her color, right little sister? It was to celebrate with my family. (manage to say) Leave Mili alone. The one who spoke was Carolina, who took me by the arm and took me to the kitchen. Is something happening to you Milagros? No, nothing. The thing about you looking pale is the truth. Nothing Expensive, nothing's wrong with me. My sister-in-law, not very convinced, let him be, we returned to the living room with juices and other things, so that no one would suspect that Caro wanted to talk to me. I looked around for a place to sit, Pablo noticed and pulled me towards him and sat me on his knees, it made me laugh and I laughed, at that moment Aliro stood up and went outside. We toasted a couple more times, some time later Aliro returned and we continued with family conversations, until it was time to return. Crossing the front door, Pablo runs to his bedroom, comes out again with a package in his hands, it was a gift. Guys, I'll be back late tonight. Little brother, where are you going? Peque is a secret, if it turns out I will tell you. In other words, there is zero chance that you will take me, I will want to go out. (I lied) Not this time honey, we'll see another day. He pats Ali's back, kisses my forehead and leaves. I immediately hear the truck's engine and then silence. I walk to the stairs. Miracles...We need to talk. About what? Miracles...(approaches me) Do you want to talk? That. So let's talk. Tell me what happened a while ago, tell me why you looked at me that way and tell me why you no longer hug me and pamper me like you did a long time ago. I don't do anything to you, in fact I love and respect you and you act abruptly as if you no longer wanted to be with me. (explode) Milli... Don't tell me Mili, I'm tired of your mood swings, I'm tired of you getting angry and I don't know why and I'm tired of feeling like you wish I wasn't here so you wouldn't have to see my face. That was all, after so much screaming came the crying. Ali took me in his arms like when I was little, whispered sweet words to me and asked for forgiveness for what he did and hurt me. He took me in his arms and took me to the bedroom, I couldn't stop crying, he left me on the bed and settled next to me, he only whispered tender things to me to calm me down and he caressed my back brotherly, I didn't stop crying, I couldn't, the tears didn't stop flowing and finally the fatigue took its toll and I fell asleep. When I woke up it was just after midnight, in the bed there was only a trace that Ali had been there through the hole in the pillow. I went down to the kitchen I needed something hot. When I passed by Aliro's bedroom I saw a dim light, I approached with the intention of apologizing for the tantrum, but I found him asleep half dressed and with a bottle of whiskey next to him, he had gotten drunk. I stood next to him, and watched him with curiosity, with the curiosity of a sister who was kissed and touched, with the curiosity of someone who was seduced whether she wanted it or not that same afternoon. Aliro was a man, a man who I knew had encounters with a woman from time to time, always without importance. Observe what they see: a tall, strong man, with a wise face with wrinkles and a frown, with a desirable body, I knew it because at that moment I wanted it and it made me afraid, afraid of wanting to know what the pants that he was still wearing were hiding. That fear took me back to my room, I undressed to put on my nightshirt, and I went to bed and tried to sleep and I couldn't, I turned in my bed until I did. Aliro is in my dreams, dreams more ardent than the previous ones, dreams in which he kisses me to leave me breathless again, where this time he does not close the buttons of my shirt, but instead opens them until he takes it off completely, where there are no children who can witness anything and so he dares to take my breasts with his hands and unbutton the bra to leave my nipples exposed, then he hides them with his lips, trapping them, taking them and me. I wake up with my crotch wet, it's not the first night that's happened to me, but this will be the first night I touch myself, I masturbate thinking about a man, the man who accidentally kissed me being the first, and I rub my clitoris thinking about his kisses. I put my fingers inside my burning sex thinking about his hands touching me, I go up to my breasts squeezing while I remember the rose of his hands while he looks into my eyes, the fingers enter and leave my body, they touch my clitoris, everything becomes hazy and I feel a chill down my spine, I like it, I like it a lot and while I have my first orgasm I realize that I like my brother, a man of almost forty years.