Seeing his blood shot eyes and embarrassed face, I walked towards him, and looked at his flushed face.“Mr.Groves are you okay? You looked a little f...ushed and sweaty.” I asked and wipes his forehead and brushed his hair to the sides.“I..I'm fine.. you don’t have to worry.” He looks down blushing.Seeing him acting shyly made me want to tease him more. I picked up his glass of juice and gave it to him but I 'accidentally' spilled it on his pants.“Oops.. I’m so sorry Mr.Groves! Let me wipe it for. Once we got home, Susie went into the house and I waited outside for Billy to pull up and park. When he got out the first thing, he said is my god she's such a fucking cock slut. I'm surprised you did wreck the way she was going after your cock on the way home. Are you sure you're taking care of her needs their little guy? Billy is about 6'-2" and built like a swimmer, I'm 5-9 with normal type build but people his size have never called me little guy before and this was the second time tonight. Finally, we got to Cindy’s house and Donna and I went in to pick up my musical partner.“Isn’t it late to be starting out?” Mrs. Marvel said. “That road from Louisville is dangerous. I don’t like the idea of you driving it in the dark.”“We have plenty of time and I’ll be really careful,” I said. “I have five great navigators and will be switching off driving with Donna.”“Don’t worry, Betty. We’ll be safe,” Donna said. “But we should hit the road before traffic gets worse around. At last, here we were – after a couple of months of playing out a game of mutual denial and unrequited sexual tension - together, alone.We chit chatted for a little while – I wanted him the see my body – I stretched my arms up and arched my back – my blouse d****d open, exposing my left breast as I returned to normal sitting position, the gossamer thin fabric just hanging onto my erect nipple. Holding Nigel’s gaze, I opened my legs a little wider, I knew he couldn’t see my bare pussy, but I.