My husband Mike & I had taken our son to see my in-laws' for the weekend since we hadn't seen them in awhile. We got to their place Friday night & Saturday was going to be a family day where we went out to eat & mini golfing & then to the movies, but I got sick Saturday morning & stayed at my in-laws' house while the rest of them took the two hour trip to have a day & night of fun.
I was sleeping in the living room on & off for most of the day & was asleep when my brother-in-law came over around 5 pm to do his laundry since his washer was broke. He didn't know I was there since I was supposed to be gone & I had all the lights off in the house (it was late fall & got dark early) & all he was wearing were mesh basketball shorts, not that I hadn't seen him wearing the same thing many times. I hadn't heard him come in or start his laundry, but then he turned on music & started singing & dancing around which woke me up. I got up & watched him for a bit-I've thought he was hot as hell for awhile now-before going over & touching him on the shoulder so he knew I was there, but that ended up scaring the hell out of him & he sorta hit me when he turned around which knocked me down.
"Oh my god Lex, I'm sorry! I didn't know you were here! Are you okay?" He was helping me up & still held onto my arms while looking at me with a mixed look of worry & anxiety on his face. I knew he felt bad.
"I'm fine Bill, you didn't really hit me, you just knocked me down. I didn't mean to scare you, I just wanted you to know I was here." I'm looking up at his gorgeous face while he's still holding onto my arms, my shoulder hurts some, but I'm not even thinking about that since I can tell I'm started to get wet-I can't help it, Bill might be five years younger than me & my husband's youngest brother (they have a middle brother who's two years younger than me. He's good looking since they all look alike, but not near as hot as Bill or my husband in my opinion), but ever since he was about 19 or so he grew out of being the tall, skinny, awkward kid & into being toned/muscular & just plain hot. Almost 8 years of watching him in all states of undress can make a girl have some pretty vivid fantasies. He's just over 6' 2"; around 195 lbs; has a "wrestler" body with broad shoulders & a skinny waist; thick, dark brown hair that he keeps pretty short; a killer smile & gorgeous hazel eyes. He also doesn't have any tattoos, which I normally love & my husband even has a sleeve, but on Bill his lack of tattoos is really sexy-I can't explain it. Many, many people think he looks like the Packers quarterback Aaron Rodgers, but in my eyes he's *so* much hotter. He's also a sweetheart, I don't have a clue why he's single.
"I'm really sorry, I hope you're okay. Why didn't you go with everyone?"
I notice he's still holding onto my arms, but more relaxed since I told him I wasn't hurt. "I didn't feel well this morning & decided just to stay here & not ruin everyone's time."
"Do you feel better now? I just got back into town before I came over here. I felt bad that I wasn't going to be around to go with everyone, but I'm glad you're here so I'm not bored while doing my laundry."
"Yeah, I feel better. I just slept most of the day." I'm kind of wondering why he's still holding my arms, it's not sexual in any way, but there's not really a reason for him to still be touching me. I lower my eyes from his face & look at his chest & then his stomach-unlike my husband he doesn't grow chest hair, but he does have a treasure trail & all I could think about was removing his shorts & seeing where it lead.