“Look Kelly, Uncle Jim is a guy and a not too bright one at that. Just get him horny and he’ll believe anything if it means getting in your pantie....”She had a point. If Kristi knew anything, it was how to manipulate men. As good as I felt I was sometimes at it, I had to concede that she was the master!Kristi went on like she was a professor giving a lecture, “The trick is to make him think HE is the one initiating it. Then he’ll never suspect it is something you are trying to get him to. I laughed. “Oh boy, am I ever!”“Very gently feel up towards the top of my slit”, I instructed Timmy, “Can you feel a hard little nub?”“Yes”, he answered as his finger found my clit and I stifled a moan.“That’s my clitoris or clit.” I explained. “When it’s hard, it’s a sure sign a woman is very excited and ready to fuck”.“Can we fuck?” Timmy asked his voice, quivering with anticipation.“We probably shouldn’t.” I said, “But yes, Timmy, I want you to fuck me. Do you want to push that great big. At least on some level. That is fucked up. Look, I'm sorry Trisha, I didn't mean to imply that you were anything like that, I just ”-- “Hey, no, it's okay. Really. I get that a lot. I think I have half a brain, but I do have the look. Blonde hair blue eyes...hot bod” She smiled at me. “True dat” I smiled back. “But not from doing splits on the fifty yard line. These fine legs and sexy ass are from volleyball” – she said with a bit of pride, as she stretched her sexy legs and placed her feet on. She looked at me and said lets go home so I can give you your present too. The ride home was torture. Every time she shifted gears her dress rode higherand my cock got harder I was just stareing at her and rubbing myself though my trousers. We pulled the car in the garage and d**g me out to the front of the car she took my hands and put them on her tits and said " you want to taste mommys tittys. It kinda sounded funny, but she knew what my answer would be I pulled the straps of her dress.