He wished they went to the same school, or at least lived close enough where he could bike over to see her. As it was it took fifteen minutes by car t... her house from his. But whenever he went out with his friends she went too, and he longed for his license so he could take her out on his own, just the two of them, without having to wait for a ride.His parents loved her, and she liked going over there and didn't seem to mind putting up with them. His parents were pretty cool about stuff, but he. He was startled to see me and invited me in right away before I got to wet, I sat down on his red sofa as he asked me to and then he took my coat and hanged it on the knob by the main door. After a second or so I heard him saying that he was in the shower and that he did not hear the first bell, still in his towel he stood in front of me without even trying to cover himself up and asked me why I was here. I came out of my perverted thoughts and told him about my son. After explaining to him. Pour yourself a glass of wine, sit down on the couch, and just chill.”“I have dinner to cook,” I muttered, so disappointed in him. He was such a strong man, but he couldn't stand up to our daughter. Valerie just had to smile and press her small titties against him, and he would melt. I bet he wanted to fuck her. To just bend her over and ram into her pussy. To fuck the little slut hard like in those dirty stories... The doorbell rang.I whirled away from my husband. I marched through the house,. She was becoming sexy.I had no intention of discouraging Chris from dating her. Doing what my mother had asked of me would not only make me the world's largest hypocrite, seeing as I'd lost my virginity to a girl younger than her when I was my brother's age, but I saw it as an extremely good thing for my awkward, geeky brother to finally have a girlfriend. At fifteen he'd never even kissed a girl and barely had any friends. As his big brother, how could I possibly discourage him from dating.