Last month I finally owned up to my husband about my life long affair with my brother.
Mich is my younger brother, and from the age of sixteen and fifteen respectively, we've been having sex. Oral sex at first, then when he had his sixteenth birthday, his present from me was my pussy and ass.
From that day to now, every time we get together and have the chance to, we fuck.

My husband shrugged his shoulders, told me he'd known for years and then gave me information I'd never known.
From the age of nineteen he and mich had been having gay sex. He'd been fucking Mich, sometimes when I thought he was hanging around looking out for me.

They'd even been on a 'fishing' trip just before this pandemic, and Mich had been so horny when I saw him. Apparently my husband had denied him orgasms, telling him he should save his cum for me.

My brother fucked me over and over again as my husband took the boat back to his yard. When Mich came up my ass, I now remember him saying, "it's been a real tough week not cumming". I thought he was referring to not having sex with his sister.

My husband gave me a huge passionate kiss when he got back, told Mich to get himself a drink and then took me upstairs.

Knowing Mich had been just fucking me, my husband went down on me and tongued out my pussy and ass.
When I'd climaxed twice, he told me this was my new norm, intimating he was going to eating Mich's cum from my love holes.

The pandemic has halted what my husband has planned for us, and that's Mich moving in.
He told me, it's hardly worth us not living together, not now we all know.