After a few moments of small talk she told me that hubby was away for a few night for business, and that I should stop by that night around midnight. ...I told her if I could get away, I would come over but I felt a bit weird knowing her hubby wouldn't be there. I wondered if he knew she "played" without him. Then I remembered her perfect tits and figured, what the hell! I rang her doorbell around 12:30 that night. Within seconds she answered the door, wearing a housecoat. "I was beginning. I could hear them talking but I didn't know what they were talking about. I figured it was about me and my age because he was a friend of my dad's. So Steve drove me home and asked me if I'd like to go back over to his house tomorrow because his dad surely wouldn't be home then. I told him yes. So he kissed me goodbye and I went into my house.The next day after I got home from school, I slipped on a pair of my shortest shorts and a cute tank top and called Steve and he came and picked me up.We. “What is this?” he asks, a touch of amusement in his voice. “I wanted to surprise you,” I say, trying to choke back the nervous giggles. “Oh, I’m definitely surprised. This is not what I thought I’d find when I finished my shower.” “Are you disappointed?” I ask, knowing full well what his response will be. “Oh, not at all,” he says. “Do you have a vibe going in there?” I feel his hand press on the vibe, and a rush of pleasure sweeps through me. The panties are not enough to hold it tightly to. Besides, I don’t want them yelling at me for getting you so fucked up! It would probably be safer for both of us if they didn’t see you so wasted!” John chuckled.John released me and reached up to open the door of his truck for me. As I stepped on the running board, I made sure I fell into the seat and gave my brother a clear view of my ass. I had worn a rather short skirt and one of my favorite lace thongs, so I knew there was just a thin piece of fabric that was now up the crack of my ass..