. What are you talking about?" I fumbled. Her tone changed to an accusing one. "Oh, don't act like you don't know, slut. I forgot my purse in the clas..., came back to get it and saw you two sucking and fucking." She raised an eyebrow at me. "Um... I..." "Oh don't worry, honey. I won't tell anyone. It was quite a show. It was hard for me not to finger myself while I watched your performance. And the paintbrush? That was the icing on the cake." I sat there speechless, not looking her in the eye.. ” Wiping a tear from her cheek I pulled her into another kiss. It was slow, and tender, and when it eventually ended I looked deep into my angel's eyes, lifted her onto my lap, and pulled her into a tight hug whispering “I Love you, Lauren.” I sat there for a few minutes holding her, while she cried tears of happiness onto my shoulder, until I heard the garage door open. Why did her brother's baseball game have to only have nine innings?I regrettably left her side, and went to my room to change. She recently approached me about letting her use my spare room to fuck (a safe place to screw that isn’t her home) and sold me by telling me I’d be able to watch. So now that everyone is up to speed, I can give you the quick recap of how it’s gone so far: HOLY FUCK! Despite my initial apprehension, the first time she had someone over was a huge success. She came over with a guy, they fucked, and I watched him cum in her pussy. Of course, I fucked her later that night, but what came before was. It went without saying that Maria and John would be taken there in the van. The first thing that I suggested on hearing that was that I would ring Camilla to see if she could find a late substitute to take over my commentary duties. Naturally mum wouldn't hear of it. They had already discussed it having expected me to make exactly that offer — it's nice to know they are such good judges of what I'll do and say, I think! — and had all agreed that I would do nobody any good moping around worrying.