Then he was out and snoring.I was still drunk and wicked thoughts were creeping into my head . . . when I heard our bedroom door creak open slowly. Ty...er was standing in the doorway. My heart was off racing again . . . what was he doing?He walked quietly to my side of the bed and lay down on the floor. He raised his two hands, beckoning me to come to him. "Are you crazy!!!??" I hissed at him "Get out!" He didn't move, just kept those hands reaching towards me. I was torn . . . my pussy wanted. In the few times they found themselves near one another, Jacob found himself resisting the urge to reach out and take her hand. He wanted to be close to her, but he also did not want to cross any sort of professional line. In the back of his mind, he was worried about becoming a distraction to the students and staff at the high school. He worried what everyone else might think if he started dating so soon after his divorce. He worried about what his ex-mother-in-law might say.And truth be told,. I said PAUSE and then asked her, Tell me honestly, where your hand is right now? Im sure its not free, it is surely touching you at the special spot. Isnt it.She had grown too hot by then so she did not shy at all and shamelessly admitted that her hand was definitely pleasing herself. I asked, Is it inside your SHALWAR or you are touching it from outside. She laughed and said, Off course from outside coz I didnt want the splashingSound to be emitted but now that you know it, Ill put my hand. ." I agreed that seeing someone else was a major turn on; I toldher how I would get together with a friend of mine and do it, and how hot Iwould feel watching them, how seeing them come would make me want to; but itwas great seeing her do it, and that I had never seen a girl come before.I mopped myself off with a dirty t-shirt as she wiped her slit with somekleenex, then put her panties back on. There was a slight air ofembarrassment between us, and as I pulled on my pajama bottoms, she.