The tension had been broken with Ryan and Jazza agreeing to let me watch them on the condition that I didn't leave my chair – I was happy with those...rules.From there they both got stuck into each other. After about twenty seconds of kissing they were both trying to undo each other's jeans. They even broke off their kissing for a second to get the buttons undone.With jeans loosened, Jazza's hands moved from Ryan's arse to inside Ryan's jeans. By now I could tell that they were both wearing. We got home and I thought we’d go up to the bedroom, but Sarah dragged me into the downstairs front room. We sat on the sofa and kissed. I pushed my hand up her skirt, past her stocking-tops and put my fingers between her pussy lips. She was soaking wet. She pushed my hand away and I knew that meant she wanted to play fight, to make me work for my reward. I pushed her hands behind her back and tried to force her skirt up. She struggled and half managed to push it down, before I held her more. I do increased chores, and washing the car until its paid for?" She pouted, pulling her lip down, and ever so gently pulling her long silky black hair back behind her ear."Haha, nice try baby girl, but I'm not falling for that trick! You'll have to do better." I laughed, hiding my already-crumbling facade. I couldnt resist the ear trick, she is too smart for her own good!"Ok how about... I take the trash out, wash the clothes and... I wont date any boys for another 6 months?" Hmmm, you drive a. . either," Jean automatically responded, hardly knowing what she was saying as she tried to reason the meaning behind it all. Nothing was happening as she had anticipated."I know you're quite up-tight about our phone-conversation," Lydia said in a calculatedly disarming tone as she gracefully returned to the couch with their drinks, smiling and handing one to Jean before she eased downward onto the edge of the cushion. "I think such things are better done on a full stomach, Jean dear... so.