I love my brother's wife. He's working overseas as a consultant for a government contractor and leaves her alone 11-months out of every year. She lives right down the road from our parents, so we visit each other often. I go over at least once a week to help fix things around the house, keep the car running, or just to watch a movie with her and keep her company.

I don't know what to do. It didn't start out this way. I just wanted to help my brother out while he was gone. But now, all I do is imagine kissing the nape of her neck, slowly taking her clothes off as she drops to her knees, taking my hard cock in her mouth. I masturbate 2-3x every day thinking about things like this.

I'm no Adonis, no John Holmes. I'm an average kid working his way through community college. She's a gorgeous 27 year old woman with a master's degree working for the local high school. When I look at her all I can think about is how beautiful she is, how sexy, how much happier I could make her than my brother. How, if she was my wife I'd never leave her alone.

I hate my brother for what he's done to her, for the position he's put me in. I hate her for loving him. And I hate myself for how I feel.