The next thing I knew I partially opened my eyes (half awake, groggy and drunk), my blouse was all the way unbuttoned, and my husbands two friends wer... standing over me masturbating. I was shocked and didn't know how to react.I glanced over at my husband and he was asleep on the other couch. I didn't want to start trouble, my husband would have been pissed off I'm sure. They both saw that I was partially awake but didn't stop, they actually started smiling (they were drinking all night). I. ’ She paused and then went on, ‘I will probably have some sort of ‘girly’ night out with the twins, Janice, Kitty and a couple of others, a disco or something, before we all go to France.’ ‘OK, if that is what you want… I’ll speak to Mum,’ I told her. I fully understood her feelings, since leaving school neither of us had a large circle of close friends, most of the people we were tight with at sixteen had drifted away to university or no longer lived close by. One of the social issues of. Her slender fingers made quick work of unbuttoning my shirt. I stripped it off and hung it off a corner over the window so we would have a bit more privacy. I turned back towards her in time to see her pull her hoodie up and over that blond head of hers. I've seen topless girls before but she was perfect. A perfect pair of thirty four inch c cup breasts stood firm on her athletic frame. She was breathing heavy and, as I embraced her, I could feel the heat radiating from her. She was consuming. " He mumbled. I pointed to a chair and he sat.Juan came in fixing his tie and smoothing his hair. He was impeccably dressed and grinned at me like a lovesick pre-teen girl. "Sorry I'm late, Papi." He sat down with the others, although he winced as he did.I looked at the three of them. Grumpy, Happy and Dopey. "Ok, spill it. Now what?"Juan tittered. "I told them about last night, Papi." He blushed, but he was grinning from ear to ear. "Someone's jealous." I'm not jealous!" Yann snapped. "I'm.