But in waking life, he was pretty achingly professionalwith me. In fact Tim and I even tried to have sex once. It didn't work.Tim's breasts were sti...l sensitive, but touching them threw off his mood.If Tim touched me between the legs I got a shock of cognitive dissonanceand felt more embarrassed than horny. Sex had been a solace for Aaronand Hannah, but they were gone, and Nikki and Tim just couldn't get muchpast a hug.That Friday, Tim and I went on our first date. We hired a babysitter. As I lay naked, my tits hard and sensitive, my shaved pussy wet, my legs trembling I close my eyes and think of him.Julie comes back with a towel and says “lift your ass up and put it under you to catch the juices”.I do as she says not understanding the meaning.“Now spread your legs baby and let’s begin” She says.“I’m going to tell you how and you do it” Julie says“OK” I say“Ok now out you hand between your legs and touch that part between you asshole and pussy opening. Touch it there gently.. It wasn’t until we were having lunch that Jen and Mike told us the story of how they got back to the car. There were other people around, so Lisa, Saul and I heard the story in hushed tones. “When we saw you run off, my heart sank,” said Jen. "That water was really cold but there was no way we could stay there. And Mike had pointed out that the longer we stuck around the busier it would get." A young man sat down at the next table with a pint. Jen leaned forward and lowered her voice. "So we. I placed them to my nose and inhaled. The musky scent of a woman filled my nostrils and my cock leapt against the restraints of my jeans. I slowly unbuckled my belt savoring the heavy aroma that lingered deep in my nostrils. Popping each button open on my jeans my cock bounced with each heartbeat of blood pumping through it. The precum leaking heavily from the tip I wiped it to the small sensitive underside of the head and began to circle it around with my finger. Pushing the panties back to my.