Chapter 3

I was stunned when Tatum opened the door to let me into my brother’s house The skin tight blue jeans she had on adhere to every inch of her shapely legs and firm heart shaped ass.

“You have no idea how long I have prayed that you would come back home,” Tatum whispered next to my ear. I could almost swear that she momentarily grinded her pussy against my left thigh.

“I may be younger Robert, but I am hardly you little brother anymore,” I chuckled as I walked up to him and he noticed how big I am now compared to him.

I could hear Tatum giggling softly on the other side of the room. Her eyes were glued to me and she was smiling from ear to ear. I smiled back.

While we ate dinner, I told Robert and Tatum all about my two enlistments in the Air Force. I told them of my time in South America followed by my years out in the sandbox called Afghanistan.

While Tatum seemed to hang on my every word, Robert seemed distant and disinterested. By the time we were ready for dessert, Robert excused himself saying that he had some business calls to make in his den.

While Tatum and I ate some of the delicious, iced angel food cake that she’d made, I told her all about my training with the US Cyber Security Agency.

I told her I will be working here in the Ogden area from the comfort of my new condo. Tatum seemed ecstatic that I was going to be living in Ogden. I gave Tatum my cell phone number and my house address so she could find me whenever she might want to.

Tatum disappeared down the hall to her master bedroom for several moments after we loaded the dirty dishes in the dish washer.

My mouth dropped wide open when she came back wearing a barley there black micro-bikini. “Here, put this on…we’re gunna soak in the jacuzzi,” Tatum announced while she handed me a pair of swimming trunks. “Or you can just go without them…your call,” she cooed seductively.

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