I'll give it a few minutes. I check my phone again at 5:50 pm; still nothing.'Hmm,' I wonder.I text again, "Everything ok?" I ask.Same again, it sends... receives but not read. I close my laptop, get up and start pacing.'He'd best meet me, I need his cock! I've been looking forward to this all day!' I think to myself. I look again and to my relief, he's replied."Hey, baby, sorry I can't make it tonight, my parents have just dropped by and we're all going out for an unexpected meal. Sorry sexy."My. As I sat there eating and drinking a beer, I began to wonder if Colleen had really gone shopping, or could she be meeting Bill somewhere? Suddenly it came to me that I was facing a whole new realm of conscious thought. It had never occurred to me before that Colleen would be capable of such a thing because she was so dogmatic about her code of morality. After last night, however, I had my doubts that she could refuse someone like Bill. I wondered how far she might have gone with Bill had I not. At 5'7", she was pure beauty. She was lightly tanned all over, and had the sweet, innocent, girl next-door look. She had the perfect figure any man would die to fuck."Mike's at work, and should be home soon" I thought I’d catch the midday Friday bus", Frank said while sitting down."That’s alright", she replied while bending over to pick up a mug off the coffee table. With only three buttons done up, this gave Frank a great view of her breast, which looked a perfect b-cup. Looking at this Frank. And how she had spent many nights fantasizing about how I looked naked and masturbating to what it might be like to be touched and kissed by me.I was truly in disbelief. My head was spinning and my erections beyond hiding."I noticed you watching me today and I liked it. I really want you to touch me."There was almost a begging in her voice.I looked at her with all intent on telling her we need to stop and head home.But as I turned, I saw a yearning in her eyes, she moved close to me and.