I met Elaine and her husband a few years ago at a music camping festival. A typical German spring weekend with lots of music and party but also a bit too much rain and mud for the tents to handle without dampening the spirits of the dedicated. Elaines husband was over for a few weeks work and my husband decided to bring them along to experience the other side of silent German culture. Elaine and her husband where very down to earth people, easy go lucky and I think a little reserved. They were both very religious so although an occasional flashing of my breasts to the band brought many cheers I think they felt a little intimidated even though we all had a good laugh and many jokes about it. Whilst in Cape Town last December we got in touch again with Elaine and her husband, they stayed on the East side of Cape Town about a 5 or 6 hour drive away to Port Elizabeth. I have never been so the garden route trip was planned 2 days before new years to celebrate with them and catch up. It would be a small party mostly with a few of her close family and friends attending. The trip through the garden route was good besides the occasional shower and rain but Knysna and Plett…. Amazing. Arriving in Port Elisabeth I was pleased that where we stayed was close to the Casino and a short distance from the ocean and beach, with a few pubs and restaurants near by. That evening we went out with her family to sing some karoke songs at this beautiful restaurant on the shore. Elaines, mother and father joined us, along with Elaines sister, the sisters bf, and younger brother Joe. After a couple of rounds of competing for ultimate pop idol (The people from this region really can sing like professionals, how or why I cannot explain) and dancing the night away, it was fun. A few drinks and a little flirting with the bar tenders and the karaoke girls... it always makes things interesting and full of memorable laughs. Everyone was very relaxed and friendly, I eventually took Joe for a dance before the last song, I think him being the youngest and also travelling from Pretoria.... in our group was feeling sometimes a little left out. It was nice dancing with him, his grip was very tight though and I could see in his eyes the intensity and nervous concentration, which can lead to and sometimes create and start accidental sparks. It was last rounds and we walked home, laughing and joking about our singing and silliness during the very special evening. With that we all went to bed in preparation of tomorrows new years. We started early with the morning champagne and breakfast, following though to lunch. I noticed Joe getting caught in a gaze whilst looking at me during the course of the day, and I was not the only one, Elaines younger sister told him several times to stop and my husband also told me I was being hunted. He was 25, tall and attractive, too young though and my friends youngest brother. That did not mean I could have fun though and so put on a beautiful thin tight black mini and my black Miu Miu heals. During the evening of dancing, and chatting, flirting and laughing Joe confronted me a few times telling me how beautiful I was and he really really liked me when we had a discreet second between us, he was almost like a magnet getting me a drink when needed and always by my side, even when I was within other companies space (Like his parents and my husband). At the table, feeling him trying to play footsie with me, the accidental brushing of my hands, and getting me drinks... He could not have made it more clear... During the final countdown, I kissed my husband at midnight, gave everyone one else hugs and little pecks on the cheeks except Joe who insisted we have a small kiss on the lips. It was quick and no one thought much of it, but once again he squeezed my hands in this moment... 25... it was exciting.... flattering and fun. Elaines parents were the first to go to bed, away to their room. The boys were next having too much tequellia and passing out all over the place, couches, beds, and carpets taken, leaving me, Elaine, her sister and Joe her brother behind. After going to the ladies and exiting Joe was once again waiting for my return, him taking my hand and hugging me and then trying to get another kiss. I pushed him gently away just as Elaine and her sister where bringing in the remaining bottles and glasses into the kitchen. Avoiding any suspicion from this conservative traditional well to do family. I wished everyone goodnight and had managed to grab some linen and pillows, making my little make shift bed outside Elaines children's balcony. The lights went out and everyone had settled in, with crickets creaking and the men snoring away as I gazed at the stars trying to drift off to sleep. The balcony door gently creaked open and I heard my name being whispered, once, twice... after the third time I replied yes. It was Joe... he said he had no where to sleep and would it be ok if he "just" held me? I turned around and looked at him. "Just holding and you had better wake up early this morning, I wont be explaining myself to your mother and father or your sisters and my husband when they wake up." He agreed and next thing I knew Joe was under the duvet, spooning behind me with his hand over my black dress and cupping my left breast and nipple. Joe then gently began to massage my neck with both hands, gently behind my ears and then across my lips, his hands wondering down my back to my bum where I felt him fighting to lift my mini higher as he now cupped my bum cheeks and started caressing his fingers between my thighs.... I was feeling magic... I felt him shuffle about a bit, then he began kissing my cheeks awkwardly, a wriggle and a kick here and there, his T shirt coming off all the time trying to keep me distracted in the moment. His tongue in my ear and my strapless black dress peeled down as he caressed both my breasts now, and Elaines baby brothers cock in-between my cheeks as he spooned his hips with his young spear along the inside of my craving lips. I lifted my left leg a little as he took his head in his hand, positioning his tip.... and grabbing my hips.... "Shhh" he whispered as he parted my peach open and held it there without moving for a moment. The thought of what was about to happen, the magnitude of my having my good friends brother... made me quiver. My hips pushed down onto him, I wanted him deeper, slowly he moved deeper, he was thick, my lips clinging to every inch as he began to bury his long thick cock deeper and deeper inside of me. Joe is well built, strong and full of stamina, I could feel his dominance as he was enjoying and pleasing me. I have been with quite a few guys in my life but Joe is unique in the manhood department. It was the first time I've ever experienced it with a guy, Joe is big, thick and at the last 1/8 of the bottom of his cock its slightly narrower, essentially locking himself into you and there is no escape until he is done. Think of a teat of dummy, except much longer, and thicker. Joe was locked, now riding me from behind, bumping my G spot and feeling the tip of his cock pushing my belly button.... His hands caressing my breasts and back, my bum and then over my mouth and lips once again telling me to "shush". OMG was he really about to do this? Im not on the pill, and this was never supposed to happen with a young fertile 25 year olds brother of my friend... My pussy quivered as his hand tightly wrapped around my mouth as I moaned in ecstasy. His hips pushing up and back deep inside me as he began to throb, him thrusting his creamy thick love deep into my womb as he pushed my head down into the pillow and making his cum flow like a waterfall into my fertility. That morning we didn't stop fucking until the sun came up and everyone began to wake. I told him I was a hotwife and we now see each other regularly and introduced him to this site. My yummy prodigy and student. Just don't tell his sister, or his mom and dad. Thinking about it now though with me and Joe being so close, it has practically made me family with Elaine. Love HotWifeModel PS If you would like more please comment below, its easier with a little motivation.