Hic.After I'd left Chris's house and returned home with mam I just couldn't seem to get out of my mind what I'd witnessed,seeing Chris's srep-dad seem...ngly sniffing his underwear,the pair he'd used to wipe up my boy-piss.To my innocent mind it had seemed so weird seeing this.Yet in another,(maybe not so innocent),part of my mind it had seemed,well,I don't know,just sexy.Yeah,what would a k** of my age know about sexy?! What I do know is that sat at the table with mam and dad eating dinner my. She had faults like everyone else. For instance she dressed far too provocatively,didn?t seem capable of taking care of the house and had a hard time remaining monogamous,but Mark could forgive her anything it seemed as long as he knew she loved him. That is until one day she went too far. She had gone in tochurch early one Sunday without Mark to deliver some donations for the poor.Mark arrived a bit later. He however found her not in the chapel as plannedhowever. Rather when he went to hang up. But as my forearm came to cover my breasts, I feel that my nipples have stiffened. I hadn’t even noticed until I touched them now and it sent electricity to my core. My nipples had always been super sensitive. Apparently, his husky voice and his support of my speech are more exciting than alarming to my body!The date continued with the typical conversation, happenings of the week, anecdotal childhood stories, and twenty questions to get to know each other better. Listening to him talk in that. . or the one in the car.... or the one with the two of them? So many delightful ideas and sexy scenarios to choose from...Your skin is warm and soft to the electric fire of your touch. Another quick sip of wine and your thoughts jumble... I knew that robe wouldn't stay on long... Your nipples are so hard! That little pinch sent just the right shiver down your body, the wet fire growing ever more present. Flashes of images... ideas... desires... swirl through your head and your hand instictively.