I quickly went back to my room and lay back on my bed. I removed my clothing and slowly let my left hand caress my right breast. I took an ice cube fr...m the empty cup and put it to my lips. I slid it down my neck and circled my breasts with it. I let it glide over my hard nipple. The sensation was incredible. I glided the ice cube further down until I reach my soft lips between my legs. I rubbed it up and down my slit then let it glide over my clit. I let out a moan. It felt so good. I was. Sure enough, Miranda was working, organizing the panty drawers. "Hey, Bianca!" She called out, waving to me. "Doing some shopping today?" "You could say that..." I said, my voice trailing off as I checked out her body. Those tits! "I was actually just stopping by to see if you were working. We seemed to hit it off the last time I was here, and I wanted to see if you were up for dinner!"Miranda pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and looked at the time. "Well, my shift ends in about fifteen. . why?"I sighed. "OK, let's see. I'm 40. You're 18." So?" So, you're young enough to be my daughter. Your best friend IS my daughter. That makes me too old for you. Times two. In fact, I should basically be invisible to you." "You're not," she said. "You're hot. In case you didn't know. You have all these muscles, but you don't act like you know you're hot. Which makes you hotter."I watched the road."And," she said, "you're not drooling after me and pawing around. You're like this safe hot guy. He had been acting differently all night.We made our way to my room, as we always did. But when we walked in, he stopped."Matthew. I've realised recently, I'm bisexual." He stated."Well no shit sherlock! I figured that out a while ago." I replied, a mocking tone in my voice."Well okay, but this time, I don't wanna fuck you. I wanna actually have sex with you, and I want to take anal."I stood there in sock for a few seconds, and then he did something completely unexpected. He grabbed me, and he.