One day as i came home from school (10th grade) she was waiting on her porch. "Hi Michelle how was your day please come over when you can I have somet...ing for you:. I smiled as always "be right there Miss Marshall" . I went home and took off my skinny jeans and slipped into a short dress (as always was already wearing a garter belt, stockings, panties) then went to see her. She had a big smile on her face as she raised up the cutest pink under-wire lace bra with white trim. "Hear honey" she. "But I can assure you it won't affect us a bit, certainly not in a bad way. Besides, soon it won't matter; you will have to do something. Either take her to bed or send her away. The first would make everyone happy; the second would make everyone miserable." You're not helping this situation," he grumbled."Actually I am," she laughed. "Just not the way you had hoped, or maybe I am, the way you privately hoped anyway."Finally their expedition to Safehaven was ready to go. Vel and the Grip had. Actually my crush on her started before I began working there. I was smitten with her when I attended an interview for the job and she was so sweet and helpful, putting me at ease. If I wanted the job before I now had another reason to work there. However, I was in a long term relationship and I knew that she had a steady boyfriend. I knew of her boyfriend because I overheard a conversation she was having with a girl colleague in which she disclosed that her boyfriend had an 8 inch cock and. I could still smell her sex in the cushions and I ran my hand lightly over where she had laid whimpering and screaming as I bore into her. As I sat there daydreaming and remembering her cries and screams, her moans and whimpers, my hand absently traveled down between my legs and I closed my eyes fingering my still damp folds. As I pictured her once more bent over the sofa and my dildo once again plunging in and out of her, my own fingers followed suit and within moments I was cumming once more..