But didn’t move or gave him any sign that I minded that. That must have only given him more confidence. Now I could feel him moving his hand over my...thigh.Then his fingertips ever so slightly touching my inner thigh. I let him be and continued as it was. He wasn’t sure if I was responding to him or ignoring him, or just wasn’t feeling it. After a while, he got up as his station was nearing. As he went and stood in the doorway, he kept turning and looking at me.And this time, I kept looking at. Carel drove the rest of the way home.We finally had all the bags, and dirty laundry moved into the house. Steve was on his way home, none the wiser of what Brad and I had done practically under his nose. We made a pot of coffee, and the three of us sat at the kitchen table with our private thoughts about this year’s vacation and the future.I would have to make some room in my bathroom and bedroom for Brad to keep a few things he might need in the morning. Barb and Jake would be home after. Together, we laughed and talked while we ate the steak dinner she hadprepared, and drank the wine. Sara stood up, asking if I wanted more wine,and then came over to me and gently began to massage my shoulders.Tenderly brushing her hand against my neck. While it almost took my breathaway, I was hoping she wouldn't notice she was turning me on."You're incredibly beautiful, has anyone ever told you that" she whispered.Taking my hand we walked over to the couch in the living room, her pullingme. ’ I hadn’t heard her say the word fuck since she was a teenager. I thought it was weird that she had any concern for my sex life. ‘Oh Jenny, it will be ok. That is just an old legend. Hell, it was probably made up by some of the k**s in the neighborhood before we came along. Besides you know my wife she won’t let me go more than a few days without a good fuck.’ I was enjoying the conversation now and liked the idea of provocative talk with Jenny, and was curious how provocative she would get..