She could feel the heat in his hand on hers, the beginning of perspiration. She could see that he wasn't jealous; he knew that this was a joke. But he was playing the game, too, trying to get her to break the punchline. It was a long silence, made longer by their eyes getting lost in the other's and the sensual petting between their hands. She finally decided to let him win."Well, Steven, you should know. You watched! At least, that's the way it happened in your story."A smile quickly lit his. The wife was only a couple of years older than me and the husband must have been close to forty.I had dozed off just before they came in the door and was a little disoriented when they came into the living room. My shoes and socks were under the sofa and my skirt must have been up around my tummy because I saw the husband scoping out my goodies right in front of his wife. I tried to pull my skirt down with a desire for some degree of modesty but accidently caught my thumb in my "Hello, Kitty". I called and gave them to Rod in hopes of finding out who my new friends were.Oddly, I found that I felt much more relaxed now that it appeared that something was finally happening and it was just a matter of time before this would be over. It almost felt like a game; wondering when and how they would make their first attempt at grabbing me, if they would try to sneak up on me or go the bolder route of a public confrontation; the old pistol wrapped in a newspaper "Just get in the car" routine.. Sarah’s heart was pounding, and she could feel her pussy juicing, she was feeling so incredibly aroused and desperately wanted to reach down and stroke her wetness. But she couldn’t, so she kept herself just to squeezing the tops of her thighs together for the rest of the journey trying desperately to ease the burning desire in her pussy for attention. Uncle Mike’s Range Rover swept into the big gravel driveway of her parent’s house and pulled to a halt. Sarah opened the car door and climbed.
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