"Answer this: Will you let me fuck you in any position I want and for the ........" I didn't even let her finish when I answered with: "Please? Shawna... Will you? I have been waiting for you to say that." She stood up, grabbed my hand and said: "Let's go shower, clean up and get all sweaty again!" It takes a while for us to get into the shower because we keep stopping to kiss and play with each other along the way. Finally getting to her shower she turns the water on and as we wait I get her. My stepfather was utterly unfazed by news that Bailey and I were fuck-buddies. This was at odds with the Double-Step's (my stepmother) reaction. She stared from Bailey to me to Bailey to me, again and again, trying to make the math work. She interrupted the shouting match a couple of times trying to get clarification until Bailey provided an unnecessarily graphic explanation. I don't care how close you're NOT with your parents or anyone in a parental role, hearing the words 'He fucks me raw!'. My lips were slowly kissing lower, and I removed my hand from her jeans. I had only wanted a touch, a touch to feel her warm creamy wetness that I so badly wanted to plunge my tongue deep into. I crouched in front of her and while I was covering her tummy in kisses and licks, my hands were pulling her jeans down across her hips. She removed her blouse and it dropped to the floor next to me. On my knees in front of her, my lips had reached her waist and were moving below her panty line to her. “that would be lovely, thanks, I’m really hungry”We sat down to eat at a small table in her kitchens, she offered me a glass of wine, I accepted. we fell into conversation easily, she knew nothing of me and I knew nothing of her until all but a day ago, but despite, or perhaps because of this, we spoke openly. I asked her about her work-what she loved about it, what she hated about it, about where she’d like to travel too, and what her plans were for the house.We kept talking after we’d.