The next day was Saturday. Dad was off playing golf, and Mom was in the kitchen. I was at Mark’s driver’s side window before he even turned off th... motor of his truck. “Well, how did it go?”My brother chuckled, “I’m not going to give you a blow by blow of my night.”I giggled, “Interesting choice of words, considering you were in the company of Miss Rachael Lovelace.”“You’ll just have to use your imagination. Now, is it okay if I get out of the truck?”I laughed, “Mom’s in the kitchen. Otherwise,. Well, Simone mentioned you at home the other night. Well, actually, she sort of talks in her sleep, mostly mumbling, but if I listen close enough, I can make out what she says. She said you were….exciting." She was moaning a lot, and not in pain either, I can see why now," as she spoke, her cheeks flushed a deep red, almost as if a rose petal had fallen and landed on her, as her eyes flashed a quick, almost sultry look at him.Just as he turned again to face the girl, there was Simone, walking. Not quite an ice maiden but truly not an earth mother. His mother’s greeting was perfunctory and he was banished to his room within minutes of arriving home. His mother had a social engagement. She didn’t say a gangling uncoordinated teenager didn’t fit into her calendar of events. She didn’t need to explain to Jack. She went out.Jack unpacked, it didn’t take long. He wandered around the house and nothing much had changed except his father’s office had lots of new gadgets and computer stuff.. ” He tried to get up but she just pushed him back on the bed. “You’re not going anywhere.” Standing there in just her adorable pink bra and skin tight jeans, she put her hands on his chest and began unbuttoning his shirt. She mounted him and kissed him hard. “Marissa we cant do this. You have a boyfriend.” “Really? You don’t want to do this? This guy would tell a different story.” She grabbed his hard cock from outside of his jeans. “Besides. I wasn’t going to tell you this but Jason and.