That was when she finally mustered up all of her courage and decided that it was now of never.The next time she touched him she would make sure that h...r hand 'accidentally' landed directly on that bulge. She said her heart was pounding so hard that she thought he might hear it!Finally she convinced herself to actually do it. The next time he said something she looked directly into his eyes as she dropped her hand onto the bulge. As her hand rested on the straining denim, she said she was. Mesmerized, I followed the fragrance with my tongue and happily licked the source. As I scratched her labia thru the sheer bit of fabric, I writhed the thong over her resplendent rump and down her well-toned legs. I slipped my fingers into her slick slit and blindly spread her lips. As soon as she stepped out of her panty, she spread her feet apart before I asked her to. She whispered something to her husband and nodded at his dick. He let his slacks fall and firmly gripped his stiff pole.. The bed knocking into the wall... “Cara?” Silence. “Cara, are you ok?” The girl’s voice came from outside the bedroom door. “Cara, goddamnit, answer me or I’m going to break this fucking door down.” She opened her eyes and sat up in the bed. Her heart raced as she looked around the room disoriented. “I’m ok, I’m ok,” she called out and slid to the edge of the bed. Cara’s legs trembled as she unlocked the door for her roommate, barely making it back to the bed before her knees gave out.Her. Still wearing only my apron, I opened the door. They were just getting out of the car in the drive. I saw that Rhee is wearing the university T that I bought her a couple days ago. And a skirt. A short skirt. A very short skirt. She obviously isn’t wearing a bra and I’d bet a large sum of money that she’s not wearing undies, either. My libido, which certainly hadn’t been asleep, considering that I’d been hanging with my nearly-naked Dad, roared to a higher state of awareness.Then I noticed.