She told myself and Catherine to get to bed and get out of her sight finishing of her drink. I sprung up clutching my shorts to my body and sprinted t... my room throwing myself onto my bed and under the sheets. A minute or so later I heard the bathroom door close as Catherine used the toilet before jumping onto the bed beside me. ‘what the hell happened back there’ she asked. ‘I’ve never seen Auntie so d***k’ I laughed as quietly as I could and told her I hoped she got d***k every night if. I took a deep breath to calm down and started pacing my room. It was just a text, how bad can it be. But what if she thought I was creepy for texting so soon and assumed I was stalking her, then she might think I was some kind of perverted maniac that preyed on young girls like in the horror movies and she might be preparing a wooden stake right now and wearing a garland of garlic just in case I was a machete wielding vampire in a Jason mask and…………. I shook my head. Sometimes I hate my. We walk into the house and see his sister on the couch. I get an idea. I walk him to his bedroom and start roughly kissing him. He grabs my waist and I almost squeal with excitement. I take his shirt off and lay him on the bed. He tells me to take my clothes off and I obey him while almost falling to the floor. I giggle while watching him try to take his shoes off with his feet. He gets everything off and throws me onto the bed under him. I had never really been with a guy before and it was. She was wearing a matching pink bra and panty set. I quickly got out of my clothes too and I went a step further, pulling my briefs off so I was naked in front of Sharon first. I thought she was very sexy in her bra and panties, and I took her in my arms, cupping her bra-encased breasts and sliding one hand down into her crotch. I rubbed my fingers across her panty-covered pussy and felt the dampness already seeping through her panties. I'd never really thought of Sharon in a sexual, intimate.