Her perfume filled his nostrils and skin still seemed as soft as the day she was born. He wished he could hug her forever. She broke their hug and ran...to her bedroom. He watched her until she was out of sight and went to the kitchen to get a cola. He opened his bottle of ginger ale and went back to the living room. With a deep breath, he sat down on the sofa and clicks on the TV. It was almost time for Sports Center. He finished the cola faster than he expected so he went to get a fresh one.. And she had a boyfriend anyway. But then why did it make her feel ... so much desire. She couldn’t ignore the itch she felt either.It didn’t matter. Rachel had their dad all tied up. And Kyra wasn’t old enough for a few days anyway, she could just have fun with Riley. He was a sweetheart anyway. He bought her flowers, always had coffee, and made her laugh. Plus he was so ambitious, thinking about doing real good in politics and business. He was a little too forward and physical for Kyra’s. "Yes, I have to admit that I was thinking about how lovely it was in your ass back then. But I am not going to beg for it when you don't want it. What you just said about the abilities of your pussy made me very curious. Please show me," I said putting my hand over her mound and rocking her firm flesh. It made her giggle heavily. She sat looking down at me for quite a while. Maybe she was making up her mind how to proceed because suddenly her face broke up in a lustful grin. She raised and. You...I...this can’t happen, it’s not right,” I somehow stammered out. Not that I hadn’t fantasized about it, and not that I didn’t have a raging hard-on from the contact and seeing Candice mostly nude and lying pretty seductively, in my bed. Sex with a woman has been almost non-existent since we lost her mother 8 years ago, and I’ve done my best to raise her, but even though I fantasized about something like this happening, I never dreamed Candice might feel the same. Still, you can’t fuck.