"Why, thank you. Let's see, it's Darin isn't it? Darin Taylor?" Yes, ma'am." Oh, please, don't call me ma'am. Let's make it Monica. Ma'am makes me sou...d like an old woman," she laughed."No, not so old," I said, "but every inch a woman." Hmmmm," she smiled in return, "and not a boy either. Sounds like you're learned a lot about women already." Enough," I shot back."I'll just bet you have," she answered, giving me a suggestive look as we put the grocery bags on the kitchen table. "Now Mr. Darin. “Sir, please exit the van with your identification papers. Move slowly and keep your hands visible at all times.” She was a Private First Class, a PFC, with a nametape that said, “Garcia,” maybe 20 or so. A slight Hispanic lilt to her voice. She sounded emotionless and a little bored. All in all, the approach was pretty good; she stayed out of muzzle line of her overwatch and had her weapon slung behind her. The overwatch was cautious enough; I could probably have gotten two of them, but the. My eyes snapped open. Tom, my step-brother was stood by the bed, watching Sara eating me out. He was naked except for a towel wrapped around his waist, wet from the shower. "Tom!" I tried to cover myself, and Sara's head lifted from between my legs. He leered at us both. He was so skinny, you could see his ribs sticking out, and his hips bones too. "You need to learn to eat a bit more quietly," he said to Sara, "and you, Lyd, you're pretty vocal when you cum." I blushed red, redder than I was. “Is there something wrong? I'm sorry if I've...” he began to say. “Nothing's wrong. I want to fuck you” “Yes....yes,” he stammered. What the fuck had I just said. I want to fuck him. I could hardly believe it, but I was so turned at that moment and he truthfully looked hot. His cock was still hard and another long thread of precum had formed and hung from it, reaching half way down his thigh. I pulled him towards me and kissed him. At first we were just touching lips but it quickly progressed.