Supper went into the oven shortly before he was due home and the timer set, our oven timer is one of those very loud rude ones, we found that anything...else resulted in content bodies, but burned suppers more than once. I was ready, really ready for this evening.He came in the door to find me dressed up, black silk dress, heels, my hair up, makeup and jewellery as though we were going out fancy. I had a beer in one hand and a glass of red wine in the other. He grinned, set down his case, hung up. ’ She said rolling her eyes. ‘You guess? Who was it that climbed between those pretty thighs one hot July night and popped your cherry?’ Belle gasped and a blush spread across her cheeks. ‘You have gotten mighty crude since last we met.’ She said startled. ‘I’ve learned some new tricks since then, Belle. Want me to teach you?’ He moved closer to her. ‘No, I certainly do not. I need you to fix my car. Nothing more.’ Beau smirked and threw over his shoulder as he advanced toward her car. ‘Leave. Or what she would think if she knew about the proposition Logan had just made.The sight of the bulge at his crotch had made her pussy start watering again. She could picture the big prick, all stiff and throbbing and ready.Ready for her young pussy tonight... By God, he was going to fuck her pussy with it tonight, too. Not her mouth, not her hand, not his own hand. Her hot, silky cunt! She was going to make his cock spurt into her pussy this time--not her dog's."Thanks for telling her," Pete. Shecouldn't help herself as his lips met hers. Before realising it, she waskissing him back.When their lips parted, she continued to look into his eyes. She wasconfused, horrified by kissing her best friend, yet also enjoying it.They continued to dance and Marcia was losing herself to him. The boyhalf of her felt repulsed and yet the girl half of her was loving everyminute. Paul's manly embrace made her feel protected, wanted. * * *Thus when the time to leave came, Marcia allowed him to.