There’s absolutely nothing I wouldn’t do for my family. Even if it means having sex with my brother-in-law.
I had never been close to my brother-in-law, he had always rubbed me the wrong way. He looked at me as if I was an insect. It reminded me of the school bullies who used to tease me and torment me. When my sister announced her divorce I confess I felt relieved. They were trying for children and had they been successful I would have to put with the bloke forever. Now I would never have to see him at Christmas again.
The problem was he refused to sign the divorce papers. He kept making excuses not to do it so my sister had to go to me and practically beg me to have a chat with him. The bloke wouldn’t enjoy having his nerdy brother-in-law interfere in his marriage. Or divorce for that matter.
Unfortunately, when Sophie batted her eyelashes at me I couldn’t help but agree to do it. I have a cold exterior but a soft interior. I called my wife and told her I would be late for dinner and rushed to his place after work. My sister texted me his address, it was a single’s apartment in a crappy neighborhood. The sun was setting and I wanted to get it over with as quickly as possible.