She’d wanted him for so long. Watched him at all sorts of occasions; weddings, christenings, even now at a funeral. And all that time, she’d looked at him and wondered.

She’d seen him looking back. Saw the furtive glances when his wife or her husband wasn’t looking.

And now, the two of them crammed into the downstairs toilet. She pulled her black dress down as she knelt before she unzipped him. She ran her fingers along the hardening length. Even only half erect she knew. She gazed up at him.

“Fuck, you’re so much bigger than your brother was.”