It took her a while to get started because she was compelled to look round. Beside his bed was a portrait photograph of a very pretty brunette smiling...happily."His wife," she thought. "I wonder how tall she was and what sort of a figure she had." There were some pictures on the wall, flowery ones, which added colour and brightness to the room. There were some pretty porcelain pieces on the window sill, chest of drawers and dressing table. He had obviously changed nothing since his wife had. One night while we were eating dinner my mom and step dad informed me that they were going away for a week .when they got married they did not go on a honeymoon so they wanted to take one now .Curt,my step dad told me they were going to Jamaica for a week and ask me if I could keep out of trouble while they were gone .Of course I told them I would be fine.Mom seemed like she did not want to leave me alone and I knew Curt did not want me go whit them on the trip . But I had my reasons for. 'Which type?' Pepper raised an eyebrow.I don't know if I mentioned that our group knew Stella was a lesbo by now, but that was the case.Stella's response was; 'you know I think hunter is the only hot guy around, I'm talking about the other kind!'Stella probably didn't actually care, but she had been repressed for so long back home she loved getting it out there among us.Leila humoured her by giving her details of a particularly big breasted sophomore in her biology class. Ryan and I, were of. Once in my bedroom, I lowered my skirt and removed my top. I stood before him in my thong, bra, and heels, then began to undress him - his shirt, pants until he was was naked before me and I could kiss every inch of him. I loved the idea that I could make him so horny and want me so badly. As I lay next to him on my bed I asked him to pull out my plug and begin to finger me. There was enough lube for this. He started with one finger and then slowly added a second and a third. He was.