I was helping out with prom decorations as a favour to my girlfriend of the moment, a cheerleader with big tits and a ferocious sexual appetite, when ...t happened. By ten that night there were only three of us still finishing set-up when my girlfriend's mom called, insisting she get home and get a good sleep for tomorrow's prom. I was pretty disappointed because I had expected to release a load in her before dropping her off. Eric, our school President and the biggest prep there was, offered to. One arm curved and clutching her breast, the other working its way down, closer and closer to her pussy. She played with herself teasingly and slowly worked off the shorts she was wearing. He felt himself harden and wondered for a second if this was wrong. He decided it wasn’t, he wouldn’t feel bad at all if the situation had been reversed, so he held back and watched as her other hand reached under her shirt to rub her nipples. Her eyes were nailed shut in pleasure so he eased the door open. "Awesome, simply awesome," she replied airily. "What an incredible lover. Took me places I never could have even imagined. And oh yes, someone you know." Oh my GOD," gushed Madeline. "Tell us! It's not fair for us to know there's some guy that hot right here and not know who it it."Paris stopped, motioned with her hands and the duo leaned in close to her, expectant looks on their faces."Can you keep a secret?" Ohhhhh, yes," blurted Louise. Madeline nodded her agreement."So can I." With that. What’s the big deal if they see you rub yourself? ‘Maybe you’re right. I’ve been trying to reexamine my relationship with him, and maybe understanding things like that will help. We were both raised Catholic and we were taught that it’s both shameful and sinful. Maybe it’s just plain old-fashioned guilt.’ ‘That sounds possible, Cath. Your situation reminds me of the term ‘frigid housewife’.’ ‘Oh, God, Kyra. I don’t know which part of that is worse, frigid or housewife. Why do you say that?’.