"You told me you had a surprise for me. And I mustsay, seeing you with your nails painted is quite a surprise! " You spoke up. "Do you like them? He...was complimenting me on mine, and Ijust couldn't resist doing his. Your son is really so sweet. I can tellhe just loves all my girlie things." I could see Mother was a little taken aback by how you were sort oftaking charge of the conversation (as I sat there meekly) but she saidnothing. Little did she know you were just getting warmed up.. While not exactly an extrovert, my keeper was usually one of the dominant voices at these gatherings. Tonight, however, he had drawn relatively passive. He leaned back in his chair, away from what was once a full plate of food. He had his fingers laced together across his mid-section as he watched our few, close friends discuss some random topic that they had stumbled upon. He was content, eyelids low, enjoying the moment.Conversely, I was in it. I was engaged. I was enjoying a debate where no. No problems!”“Same guy?”“Yes, Brad Green, a junior and most importantly, not a jock!”I knew Brad, though not very well. He was on the debate team and in drama club. From what I had seen, he seemed like a really nice guy.“Good for you!”“I’m glad you’ll be at the party.”“See you there.”She seemed in very good spirits and I also noticed she had changed her clothing style, wearing conservatively cut, short-sleeve blouses that actually showed a tiny bit of skin at her neck. Hearing that she had been. "I stretched out and lay down besides her. She looked at me for a moment, letting her hand glide over my chest and to my neck. Then she pulled me closer and gave me a long and sensual kiss, that felt a lot different than the ones that we had shared in the bathroom. Soon afterwards she directed me to take her and I was more than eager to accommodate her whims. However, when I looked at my rock hard member as it rested against her glistering pussy lips, I wondered if and how easy her small hips.